Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Five Animal Health Boxing

A person appeared in Su Changkong's mind.

Yan Song is a knife catcher. He has been in the arena for many years. He should know where to sell some shady things.

Su Changkong set off and went to Caishen Town, where Yan Song lived.

What made Su Changkong slightly relieved was that Yan Song was still living in Caishen Town, otherwise Su Changkong would be in a hurry.

Not long after Su Changkong knocked on the door, the door opened slightly, revealing Yan Song's face, looking at Yan Song's appearance, there was a slight sweat on his forehead, he should be practicing martial arts.

"Brother Wentai?"

Seeing Su Changkong appearing at the door, Yan Song was stunned. He didn't expect Su Changkong to come to him so soon, but he reacted and invited, "Come and sit first."

Su Changkong entered the house according to his words, and Yan Song poured Su Changkong a cup of tea.

Su Changkong said straight to the point: "Brother Yan, I came to you because I imagined you to ask for some news."

"Everything you know! Brother Wen, just ask!" Yan Song said very cheerfully.

After a little pondering, Su Changkong said, "I want to sell something that is not very easy to sell..."

Su Changkong didn't say what he wanted to sell, but Yan Song immediately showed a knowing smile: "Indeed, sometimes some things you get are not easy to sell in the market."

Yan Song also often killed some thieves and bandits, and obtained a lot of loot that was difficult to sell. He felt that the same should be true of Su Changkong.

"Brother Yan knows there is a way to sell these things?" Su Changkong's heart moved when he saw this.

Yan Song nodded: "Yes, do you know about ghost markets?"

"Ghost city?" Su Changkong was puzzled.

Yan Song explained: "Ghost market, everything is sold in this place... You can understand it as a black market. There are ghost markets in almost every area."

"I see!"

Su Changkong knew in his heart that this so-called ghost market is actually a black market. In a ghost market, there are buyers for some prohibited items. Of course, the transaction is not guaranteed, and you may be deceived or even targeted by someone with a heart and lose your life!

"Go to this ghost city, the crossbow I built should be able to sell."

Su Changkong secretly said, he is very short of money, and this ghost market is equivalent to a black market, and some items that are explicitly prohibited have a chance to be sold in it!

Su Changkong said to Yan Song, "Brother Yan, I want to go to this ghost market, can you tell me where the ghost market is?"

"Of course, the nearest ghost city in Qingshui City, located in a barren mountain two hundred miles south of Qingshui City, is open every month on the night of the 15th. You can take this token and go to the place on time, and someone will pick you up. You enter a ghost city."

Yan Song very readily informed Su Changkong of the location and precautions of the ghost city, and at the same time turned around and entered the inner room, took out a black token, and handed it to Su Changkong.

The ghost city is located in an extremely desolate barren mountain. If no one introduces it, no one will go there without any problems. Yan Song has also been in the Qingshui City martial arts for many years. Where the ghost city is.

"Thank you, Brother Yan!"

Su Changkong thanked him gratefully. Many friends did have many ways. From Yan Song, he learned the location of the ghost market!

"Fairy Wood"

Then Su Changkong said goodbye and left, while Yan Song got up and sent Su Changkong away.

"Yan Lang... Who was that person just now?"

Not long after Su Changkong left, a gentle woman appeared at the door and said curiously.

"A friend." Yan Song responded casually, with a gentle expression on his face, "Jie'er, come in and sit."

The woman nodded shyly, without saying anything.

Chapter 40 Midnight ghost city!

"The ghost market is open on the 15th of every month? There are still two days left on the 15th of this month. I'll wait for a while."

After leaving Caishen Town, Su Changkong thought to himself, he was going to this ghost market to see if he could sell the crossbows he made.

Two days passed in a flash, and Su Changkong asked for leave in advance at Director Liu's office. Early the next morning, Su Changkong went to Yan Song to tell him where the ghost market was.

Su Changkong was not in a hurry. When he arrived at the barren mountain where the ghost city was located, it was already night.

At this moment, Su Changkong did some make-up. He was wearing black clothes, with a black scarf covering his face, and his body was tightly wrapped. Not only that, he also wore a scarlet grimace mask he bought from a small stall on his face.

Don't blame Su Changkong for being cautious, this ghost market is mixed with fish and dragons, and the people who can know where the ghost market is are not simple characters.

The full moon hangs high, and under the moonlight, the barren hills ahead are even more silent and desolate.

Su Changkong took a deep breath and stepped into the barren mountains.

"Someone."

Before walking more than [-] meters away, Su Changkong noticed that there were people in front of him. In the deserted forest, man-pulled carts were parked, and the drivers beside the carts were all wearing masks, including pig-head masks and dolls. The face mask looks weird.

"Is there an invitation?"

Someone also noticed Su Changkong's approach, and a driver looked at Su Changkong and said in a hoarse voice.

Su Changkong didn't reply, just took out the token Yan Song gave him and showed it.

"Get in the car." The coachman glanced at it and let Su Changkong get in the car.

Without hesitation, Su Changkong sat on the wooden cart. The coachman then pulled the wooden cart and led Su Changkong towards the depths of the barren forest.

Along the way, Su Changkong also saw other guests pulling the cart. Obviously, these people, like him, were all guests visiting the ghost market, and almost everyone concealed their identities and appearances.

"arrive."

The driver's voice sounded in Su Changkong's ears. Su Changkong looked up and saw a village with lights shining in front of him. This was where the ghost market in Qingshui City was located.

It is said to be a ghost city, but from the outside, it is just a long-abandoned mountain village. It is very dilapidated.

Su Changkong got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the ghost city.

In the ghost market, Su Changkong saw sparse pedestrians wandering the streets, most of them covered in black gauze or wearing masks. There were many stalls, and the pedestrians and the stall owners communicated, all lowering their voices, and occasionally Vigilantly pay attention to the surrounding situation, with a sneaky look.

Su Changkong walked around the street and saw that many people were selling things that were hard to find outside.

"The toxin extracted from the poison sac of the red-blooded frog is poisoned on the weapon. The wounds of the wounded will be difficult to heal and bleed to death. The price is 100 taels of silver per can."

Su Changkong saw a small stall with small jars placed next to it, and there were signs standing next to it, introducing the characteristics and prices of the goods for sale. A man in black sat quietly behind the stall without saying a word.

"Break Tire Strengthening Pill. After taking it, it can force a martial artist from the peak of inner strength to enter the realm of divine power, but it has certain side effects. The price is 300 taels of silver."

Su Changkong also saw a skinny black-clothed man selling medicinal pills. The medicinal effect was quite exaggerated. Taking this pill to strengthen the body would hopefully force the inner-strength warriors to enter the realm of divine power, but the so-called side effects are certain. Most of them are fake, maybe taking this medicine pill will kill you on the spot!

Otherwise, the pills that can create a martial artist of the divine power will never be sold for only a few hundred taels.

In this ghost market, there is no quality guarantee for the things sold. If you are deceived, you can only blame yourself for your poor eyesight!

After shopping around, Su Changkong did find a lot of good things that are rarely seen in the outside world, but the prices are high and the quality is not guaranteed, so Su Changkong has no money to buy them.

Then Su Changkong followed the example of other stall owners and set up a street stall next to the street. He put the three crossbows on his back and put them in the basket on the ground, sat on the ground, and waited for the guests to come.

"This is... a crossbow? How much is it?"

Soon, a customer wearing a rhino mask stopped in front of Su Changkong's booth. He took a closer look and asked in a hoarse voice.

"80 taels."

Su Changkong lowered his voice and quoted the price of the crossbow.

80 taels of a crossbow, this price is undoubtedly extremely high, dozens of times more expensive than ordinary swords, and the cost of building a crossbow is actually only one or two taels of silver.

The man in the rhino mask shook his head, turned around and left without saying anything. He was just asking. He would only be tempted if the price was very, very cheap. The price quoted by Su Changkong far exceeded his psychological expectations.

Su Changkong didn't care either, the night was still long, be patient, and sooner or later you could sell it.

Time passed by minute by minute. During this period, four or five guests asked Su Changkong's price, but when they heard Su Changkong's offer, they all left silently, and no one even bargained.

After all, the crossbow is a forbidden item. Like a stomach, it can't be carried around like a sword in the outside world. If you don't pay attention, you may have to set yourself on fire!

"Someone is following me..."

Su Changkong's face was expressionless under the mask and black veil. He could feel a few lines of sight paying attention to him from time to time. He should be being watched.

Not only that, but other guests in the ghost market also discovered this. Some guests who wanted to inquire about the price of the crossbow, in order not to cause trouble, all gave up the idea.

Su Changkong remained calm, but his face darkened under the mask, affecting his business?

Time passed, and after a few hours, the moon disappeared, the time came to the early morning, the sky was gray and bright, and the opening time of the ghost market was almost here, and some of the guests who visited the ghost market bought what they wanted. , left contented, and some returned empty-handed.

Pedestrians are sparser on ghost city streets.

"Let's go."

Those vague sights did not disappear, Su Changkong looked calm, stood up, put the three crossbows into the basket, and walked out of the ghost city with the basket on his back, Su Changkong is not a newcomer now. , be prepared for this situation.

Outside the ghost city, in the barren mountains, under the shadow of the leaves, the shadows are chaotic, even more desolate and silent.

Su Changkong stood there and waited quietly. Not long after, three men wearing masks walked out from behind the big tree, forming a vague encirclement, surrounding Su Changkong.

In the middle was a black-clothed man wearing a cow-face mask. Su Changkong had an impression of him. Among the people who asked about the price of the crossbow before, was him.

"Three, do you have any advice?"

Su Changkong swept in a circle, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice, making his voice seem very low.

The cow-face masked man smiled: "We are very interested in the crossbow you sell, but the price is a little too expensive."

Crossbow, this thing has powerful lethality and is easy to use. It can fill in the lost arrows in advance. Several people carry crossbows, even if they are ordinary people who are not familiar with martial arts, they will have a chance to kill martial arts masters with a round of salvo!

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Sign In to God"

Even a martial artist who has reached the forging mastery and the heroic realm is also in the category of flesh and blood.

And the man with the cow-face mask and the others were obviously interested in the crossbow that Su Changkong sold.

Su Changkong said: "I think the price is too expensive, I can give you a discount."

"Don't you need to spend money on discounts? We prefer free things!" A man with a horse-face mask on the left side of Su Changkong said sternly.

"Yes, yes! Who doesn't like free things?" One person on the right, his left hand rubbed the blade of a short knife held in his right hand, he repeatedly said, the short knife in his hand shone with a cold light!

Chapter 41 Knives out!Tsing Yi white face!

None of the three had good intentions. These three made it clear that they wanted to rob Su Changkong, and they had been eyeing Su Changkong for a long time.

"Free stuff? I don't like to fight with people in my life, so I can only give you free... Hit the road!"

Su Changkong's face was expressionless, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.