Chapter 439 A small profit
Under the snow-white sky.
A huge bird flew across the Shanmang Mountains.
Fu Shiyi, sitting cross-legged on the birds, looked out from a distance and saw a towering city looming after the mountains.
"That should be Chenyang Market."
"It's finally here."
Fu Siyuan smiled slightly on his tired face.
The two of them set out from Phoenix Mountain, and along the way, they encountered several strange attacks in the next few days.
Finally arrived safely.
"Xiao Huang, thank you for your hard work."
There are still five hundred meters away from the market.
Fu Shiyi asked Xiao Huang to stop.
She and Fu Siyuan used light body technique to rush to the market.
As we got closer, Fu Shiyi discovered that the city wall outside the market was thousands of feet high, and the walls were made of brown stones. There were many runes carved in the temple.
There were two foundation-building monks wearing Vanyisi costumes guarding the city gate. They checked the identity verification of the monks entering the city one on the left and one on the right.
There are no less than a hundred monks queuing to enter the city.
This Chenyang market is obviously a bit more lively than Fu Shiyi expected.
The cost of entering the city is thirty times more expensive than that of Xihefang City. Each person needs to pay three low-grade spirit stones, and Fu Shiyi couldn't help but secretly stun his tongue.
"Huh?"
Fu Siyuan, who was behind Fu Shiyi, exclaimed lightly:
"Eleventh, the ten people who just entered did not seem to have paid the spirit stones. I don't think they are dressed like people from the Yisi."
Fu Shiyi also discovered it.
The man who led the way in just now seemed to have taken a land deed. The man guarding the city took a look and then let the person in.
"Hey, did you two just come to Yuhua Township?"
A middle-aged monk who was standing behind Fu Shiyi and the other two obviously heard Fu Siyuan's muttering, smiled kindly, and explained:
"I just entered the Lingji Village. In our Yuhua Township, no matter which market it is, you can bring ten people to the city for free. Brother, if you have friends who know you, you can save six spirit stones."
The village chief also has such treatment.
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up. He glanced at the monk behind him. Seeing that the other party was wearing an ordinary coat, not a robes or something. He thought that the other party's spirit stone was not abundant, she smiled tactfully and said:
"What is this fellow Taoist? "
Half a quarter of an hour later.
The monk named Li, who claimed to be from Guzang Township, left with a smile. In less than a meal, he brought back seven people and stood behind Fu Shiyi.
Soon.
It's Fu Shiyi's turn to enter the city.
"Show your identity token."
The monk guarding the city spread his hands with expressionless face.
Fu Shiyi patted the storage bag one by one, and the land deed from Qinhuai appeared in her palm. She pointed to the nine people behind her and said, "All ten of us are from Qinhuai."
The monk guarding the city glanced at the nine people behind Fu Shiyi.
Frown.
Anyone with discerning eyes can tell at a glance that they are not the same group.
His companion muttered:
“It is indeed the land deed in Qinhuaili.”
Those who can get a position as a village chief in Yuhua Township are not without foundations. The guards guarding the city can only turn a blind eye and raise their hands to signal Fu Shiyi and others to enter the city.
Entering the city gate.
Li Xiushi took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Fu Shiyi: "Fellow Daoist Fu, these are twenty-one spirit stones, please count them."
Before entering the city.
Fu Shiyi and Li Xiushi reached a deal. If he could gather seven people over, she could take him into the city for free.
Li Xiushu obviously became familiar with this area.
Just looking for a few people to come over and earn three spirit stones easily, so I was naturally happy.
Fu Shiyi took the cloth bag and knew the number without counting it. After talking to Li Xiushi a few words, he parted ways at the city gate.
People are gone.
Fu Siyuan said happily: "Eleventh, you said it would be great if we could pick up people outside the city every day."
I don’t know how many spirit stones I’ll earn in a round trip in a day.
But this move obviously doesn't work, after all, the monk who guards the city is not blind.
Fu Shiyi put the spirit stone into the storage bag, turned around, saw the scene in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.
Inside the city.
There are no tall buildings in the courtyard, only dozens of small houses lined up on both sides of the road. Compared to the desolate wilderness, there are only four more protective walls.
"This market is too simple, right?"
Fu Siyuan couldn't believe it either.
He thought this was a bustling and lively monk base.
"Siyuan, let's go, let's take a look first."
In the guide to clearing the land, it only says that the market appears once every three months, and each time it lasts for one tenth. The specific matters are not specified.
The two found a monk who set up a stall and asked it before they found out.
It turns out that the reason why this market was established was because of the four walls outside. With these four walls, monsters at level four and below could not enter.
But this city wall did not exist forever.
It only appears on this land every three months and disappears in ten days. Therefore, there are no buildings here.
And the small houses standing in the city.
But it is the monk's portable magic weapon, called the House of Trading.
The area inside the house is only ten square meters. This house has the function of anti-snooping and also has the function of imprisoning magic, in order to allow fair transactions among monks and avoid murder. When not in use, it can also be reduced to the size of a nail, which is extremely convenient to carry, and also has a certain defense function,
"I heard that this trading hut comes from the Yisi."
Fu Siyuan thought this thing was very useful, so he couldn't help but say:
"I don't know how the price is. Eleven. If the price is appropriate, we can buy one too. In the future, camping or something will be much more convenient and safe."
Fu Shiyi also thinks it's very good.
Although there are many monks setting up stalls in the market.
However, there were not many customers coming, and the monks liked to go to various trading huts. The two of them walked around the stall area and found no scarce spiritual objects. Fu Shiyi asked around, but no one had any pills and elixirs to heal their souls.
It's normal to think about it.
Even the hundreds of years of inheritance of their Fu family has no clue, let alone these casual cultivators who can't afford to buy a trading hut.
"Siyuan, let's go to the trading cabin to have a look."
Fu Shiyi is not in a hurry to sell the items in his hand.
She plans to learn about the market first.
Fu Shiyi saw a trading hut closest to them. After the guests came out, they stepped in, but they didn't expect a gentle force to stop them.
A slightly older voice sounded inside:
"Two fellow Taoists, who can only trade the cottage, can only let one customer enter at a time, so please understand."
So that's it.
Chapter completed!