Weird cultivation of immortality starts with possessing a mysterious book

"Isn't this a lot?"

Gu Xing sat next to Zhang Yi and picked up his rice in a very shameless manner.

The food tastes very good, and Tang Mi’s cooking is good.

Zhang Yong's eyes widened as he looked at the talismans and materials on the ground, his face full of excitement.

"A lot, a lot."

If he bought all these, he didn't know how much he could earn.

"The price?"

"One thousand, or one thousand." Zhang Yong approached Gu Xing with a stern look on his face, "Brother Gu, these talismans and materials?"

Gu Xing didn't even raise his head.

"Anyway, I'm going to take action. Just look at the price and see if it's suitable."

Gu Xing had no objection, but Tang Mi did.

With a snort, she also sat next to Gu Xing.

Immediately, a fragrant breeze hit his face, lingering on the tip of Gu Xing's nose together with the aroma of the food.

During this period of separation, she had already washed herself.

But he was still wearing a leather armor that showed off his figure.

"I don't think we should take advantage of this guy. We go to the market to sell it. Although it takes time, we can also make a lot of money.

"Hey, my aunt, please stop talking. In our many years of friendship, when have I ever wronged you?"

"Just this time, it happened for a reason."

Zhang Yong lowered his head to take stock with his eyes shining, while crying without raising his head.

Tang Mi snorted again and ignored him, just staring at his movements to prevent him from hiding the talisman materials.

Zhang Yong smiled bitterly as she stared at him, then took out a pen and paper and started recording.

As a businessman, I naturally have a magic weapon for storage.

After a while, Gu Xing finished the last bit of the bowl, and Zhang Yong had already counted it all.

"Brother, although you have a lot of things, but..."

Zhang Yong's expression seemed less excited. He frowned and wanted to say something.

But Tang Mi rolled his eyes at him.

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about the price."

Zhang Yong smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and stopped lowering the price, just handed them the paper in his hand.

Tang Mi glanced at it and handed it to Gu Xing.

Gu Xing didn't answer and just said.

"I don't quite understand. Please help me take a look."

He really doesn't know much about the price of items, because before, whether buying or selling, he used points.

And it is difficult to convert between points and Dazhou coins.

After all, some things that seem extremely precious to the outside world are only worth a few points in the Taoist Hall.

No one controls the market and no one has a monopoly.

Thinking of this, Gu Xing missed the Taoist Hall again.

Of course, under such circumstances, there will definitely be people who want to buy and sell.

There is no prohibition against such things in the Taoist Academy, but as long as they are discovered, they will be recorded.

Therefore, over time, no one was willing to joke about their future in the Taoist Academy.

Tang Mi watched carefully and argued with Zhang Yong from time to time.

Zhang Yong always shouted "lost" with a bitter look on his face.

The other people naturally didn't believe it.

After a while, Tang Mi and Zhang Yong finally reached a consensus.

There were three parcels of Yaojin, hundreds of talismans, and dozens of materials. Zhang Yong gave them 21,000 yuan.

This much money, if converted into coins, would probably pile up a small mountain.

So, Zhang Yong gave him banknotes.

This kind of banknotes comes from Dazhou Bank. As long as Dazhou is not destroyed, these banknotes will not become invalid.

Gu Xing took the banknote and felt a special power on it.

This power was somewhat similar to a morning bell, and he suddenly realized that this should be a special anti-counterfeiting method for banknotes.

Tang Mi's bag of Yaojin was also sold. She took the money but threw it directly to Zhang Yi.

"No, no, Sister Tang, this belongs to all of us." Zhang Yi refused with a blushing face.

But Tang Mi turned around decisively.

"This is for you, sweeten their share, and I will give it to them separately."

"Sister Tang, that's what you used to buy the magic weapon!" Zhang Yi was anxious.

Tang Mi smiled generously.

"I'm so seriously injured now, it's useless to ask for a magic weapon for the time being, just accept it."

Zhang Yi clenched the banknotes in his hand in shame.

"As expected of Sister Tang, she is so kind to the people around her!" Zhang Yong praised.

"Go away, you..." Tang Mi cursed, but then lowered his voice and said, "I'm not willing to sell my magic weapon to you cheaper."

"You cut the price in half as soon as you raise the price, how can I give it to you?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yong left. When he left, he told Gu Xing about a store. If he needed to sell something or wanted to buy something, he could go there to find him.

Zhang Yi also left.

He has not recovered from his injuries and has to go back to recuperate.

So, only Gu Xing and Tang Mi were left in front of the door.

The two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Why don't you go in and sit for a while?"

At this time, Tang Mi spoke.

Gu Xing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"By the way, you don't seem to be coughing anymore?"

"Ah."

Gu Xing also found that he suddenly stopped coughing, and he had no clue.

"It doesn't look like a weak disease."

"I heard that people who suffer from a weak disease will keep coughing. Even if they sleep, they will cough in their dreams."

"Maybe not."

Gu Xing was not sure, he just thought about when he had not coughed since.

It seems like after entering the inn?

That boss lady?

So he asked.

"Tang Mi, do you know the proprietress of Mufu Inn?"

That's right, the name of the previous inn was Muddy Inn, a very unique name.

"You said Sister Di, she is a very good person and takes good care of everyone. I remember when I first brought my sister here, I had not yet established the foundation, and it was Sister Di who took me in."

"Why, you stayed at her place?"

Tang Mi seemed very talkative at this time.

"Well, I asked her about where you live before."

Gu Xing chatted casually while subconsciously observing his surroundings.

Although it was safe here, he would always be wary.

Inside the house is a small courtyard with several fruit trees planted in the courtyard.

It's almost autumn now, and the fruits hanging on the fruit trees are almost ripe.

Under the fruit tree, there is a swing hanging.

The swing has some vicissitudes, and it is obviously very old.

Tang Mi should have made this for her sister, who seems to be quite young.

However, there were some martial arts training equipment in the yard, which Gu Xing was quite familiar with because he had seen them all in the village.

So, Sister Tang Mi should be at an age when she started exercising but has not yet reached adulthood.

Gu Xing made a quick judgment.

At this time, someone happened to come out of the back room.

She has a delicate face and looks very similar to Tang Mi. She looks like a smaller version of her, but her figure has just grown, so even if she is shrunk, it is not as exaggerated as hers.

Moreover, her temperament seemed to be gentle and quiet, not as carefree as Tang Mi.

However, as soon as she spoke quietly, the expression on Gu Xing's face almost failed to calm down.

"Brother, do you like sister?"