Chapter 23: Table Black Market

"Look, take a look, the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo!" "Ten thousand years of Ivy!" "The skull of the ninth-order Warcraft!" "The moon well water of the elven race!"
Such shouts rushed into her ears when Yi Xunyu lifted the curtain, scaring her to shudder subconsciously. Immediately tightened his body in a posture of alert, his hair also burst to a certain extent.
The curtain's ability to absorb sound is really good, and it's clearly inaudible outside.
Ignoring the shouting of those unbelieving people, Yi Xunyu quickly took out the noise-reducing earplugs to protect the sensitive ears before starting to look around.
Like a vegetable market, this is Yi Xunyu's first reaction. No reception staff, no people who maintain order, those people are like a stall to sell Chinese cabbage ... No, it is the spirit plant on a piece of animal skin shouting loudly, from time to time also greeted people who stopped to ask what to buy , Vaguely heard the familiar bargaining voice.
To tell the truth, the deliberately worn old Warcraft skin is more valuable than the things on it. There are also many broken ring bracelets with weird fluctuations. If Yi Xunyu is right, this is the same style as the small accessories he bought outside.
Can't say that there is no real product, but it's just fake. People like you who have hundreds of gold coins like a thousand-year-old Zhu Guo will not believe it, but here is just a lie trying to pick up a cheap guy.
But those fake techniques actually opened up Yi Xunyu's vision.
"So, ah, everything you buy artifacts is deceiving. Why is there such a silly person in the black market."
Yixun Yu was holding an angel sculpture carved by golden crystal to himself. This exquisite workmanship is said to have been sealed by an ancient angel asking for millions of gold coins. In fact, she just looked at this thing, it looked good, she liked it, but fortunately, the angel was a very famous idol singer. Then insist that this is a treasure of ancient times.
The final transaction price is five gold coins, with a small premium, which is regarded as the handover fee given by Yi Xunyu.
On the days of unbearable practice of the thousand finger piano, all kinds of strange and indescribable sounds even caused the originally well-grown starlight grass around the garden to bend down like a dehydration, and Yi Xunyu once distinguished himself from the sound Ability raises doubts. In order to alleviate the brainwashing effect of the so-called hymns and prevent nightmares, it is necessary to listen to some popular music before bed.
And the sounds of the angel mermaid with their own music darling singers that penetrate the soul and soothe the soul, are super popular with Ixunyu. Angel Pero sauce is one of those singers.
Just like this, Yi Xunyu had to add an extra step to explain why this thing was not a baby but a counterfeit when he saw his favorite crafts. Obviously Yi Xun Yu simply likes these exquisite small crafts.
"Hey, what is this thing?" The person who sells in front of him has a straight waist rod, and a scar on his face extends from the forehead to the corner of his mouth. His body is full of blood, and he seems to have been a soldier trained by the army.
Ixunyu refers to a sky blue sculpture, the material seems to be a rare sea crystal. The sculpture's fist is probably big, but it's a pity that the burnt black spots and the indelible blood stains destroyed its original beauty, and the patterns on it were worn and almost unclear.
I Xunyu squatted down and looked carefully at the sculpture. A snake with huge wings flew down the corner of his eyes like tears. Feather snake god? Teng snake? Winged snake? They are somewhat similar, but it seems not.
The scar face turned back, and moved the corner of his mouth, enthusiastically showing a scary smile and said to Yi Xunyu: "What do you like, please pick it, these are all my previous collections."
"Now, what is this sculpture?" Yi Xunyu asked, and the sculpture gave her a strange feeling.
"This? I think, it seems that my grandfather stayed. When I was young, I heard that this thing was the spoils of a battle he took back in that year."
Ixunyu thought about it, and asked some circumstances to finally buy the sculpture for 10 silver coins. After thinking about it, I bought a machete with a dark red edge, because it is blue in quality, although it is broken, it is worth 5 gold coins. And the thick blood gas above it, I don't know how many creatures have been killed and how much blood will be accumulated.
Strolled around for a while, and found nothing else to attract himself, and went home. The real black market in the underground, Ixunyu, is not interested in seeing it. The scene of buying and selling people and some violence really doesn't like it.
Back in the small courtyard, Yi Xunyu dumped a bag of things on the table, and then received them one by one in the space installation. Outside, she didn't want to reveal that she had a space ring. She had to silently carry a bag of stones back. Home.
This behavior is like Xiaobai who first entered the black market and spent hundreds of gold coins to buy a sack of fresh Chinese cabbage.
"Now, Casa, do you know what's going on with this sculpture?" Yi Xunyu took the piece of snaketail bird sculpture and looked left and right, but he couldn't see any fame, but his instinct told himself that this thing is very special.
"Let's see." Casa jumped on the table and briefly introduced: "The totem of the magic witch, the snake, this thing is almost the same as the last time I smashed that statue. Well, the workmanship is more detailed.
What you see is what you know, Casa has the ability in this respect, but for various reasons, at present, you can only read the approximate information like extracting documents.
"Is it just a god?" Yi Xunyu asked strangely: "How do I feel a strange breath on it?"
"Well, this thing is really just a god, and it is still a kind of meaningless godless god." Casa flicked his tail and said.
The existence represented by the statue is not a deity, not even a demigod. In this way, even if the power of faith is generated, it cannot be transmitted to the side of the faith through causation. Even if it is communicated, Bacheng has no effective way to use the power of faith. UU reading www.uukanshu. com at best, will probably become more temperament, more popular, and better luck.
"But, don't you remember what the guy said at the time." Looking at Yi Xunyu's contemplative look, Casa said.
"The spoils his grandfather brought back?"
"Then what kind of battlefield did he pick up this thing as a loot?"
"What battle?" Yi Xunyu repeated it curiously.
"Genocide!"
Yixun Yu was a little shocked, and after a while, he asked:
"Genocide? And the magic witch? Why haven't I heard of this battle?"
"If there are fewer than a few hundred people in a race, and the name of the battle is not for justice, then this battle, like the random bandits, does not need to be recorded in those history.
What's more, that person's grandfather, who is higher than a thousand years old, is too far away from that battle. The so-called battle is more likely to clean the ancient battlefield. "Casa said indifferently, this kind of thing is too normal.
"In short, the magic witch has been wiped out, and there is no longer a magic witch in the world. This sculpture has become a sustenance of racial wailing ... a large part of it, maybe this sculpture has any special meaning in the magic witch .
Hmm ... It's normal for you not to recognize it. After all, you haven't seen the true "end" at all. "However, if you can recognize what the end looks like, I will be truly surprised."
"Maybe." Yi Xunyu silently put this totem into the space ring, she vaguely had an immature idea.
Cleaned up and washed, Yi Xunyu was ready to take a rest. Her latest plan required sufficient physical strength and energy, and she must be well-invigorated.