The sick villain maxed out the favorability of the protagonist

Heading all the way to the west of the city, the two soon came to the range of the black market.

The so-called black market, on the surface, looks like shops and stalls, similar to ordinary markets.

But those who are knowledgeable know that these shops have other secrets:

There are open and aboveboard counters in the store, as well as secret rooms that are heavily restricted, where real and fake goods are mixed together. The shopkeeper who was nodding and bowing one moment may murder and rob the next moment...

Even if you are walking on the street to look at street stalls, one may be accidentally dragged into a dark alley by the stall owner and slaughtered.

Of course, in any business, we should pay attention to harmony and prosperity.

The black market is not a slaughterhouse, as long as you are careful and don't foolishly expose your humble strength and rich family background, even a small shrimp in the qi training period has a chance to find good treasures in the black market.

Li Yan led Jiang Aning through the shops at a slow pace, followed the crowd to the auction house in the middle of the black market.

As soon as the two of them walked into the gate of the auction house, the hustle and bustle rushed towards them. Jiang Anning's eyes rolled wildly, and she was surprised to find that this auction house was quite different from the one in Pingyao City:

The wide hall facing the gate is an auction hall, and in the middle of the hall is a platform as high as one person.

The auction platform and the host are all on it, and hundreds of people in black robes are crowding around. Every time an auction item is sold, the crowd will point and discuss.

Li Yan squeezed Fu Xing's hand, and signaled her to look around. There were small doors opening around the hall, and there were written pills, spirit herbs, spirit mines, talismans, treasures...

Obviously, the auction house in this black market also has auction halls divided into different categories, but compared to the bustle of the hall, those small doors are inconspicuous and basically ignored by everyone.

"Originally this 'stuff hall' was also behind one of the small doors, but all the guests like to go there, and the small auction hall can't hold so many people.

So the auction house adapted to local conditions and moved the 'stuff hall' to the main hall...

The black market, of course, has the most sundries that are not easy to classify, and there are many people watching the excitement. "

Li Yan explained in a low voice, took out the letter from the storage bag, and put it into an inconspicuous small wooden box.

Then he led Jiang Aning to a small door closest to the main entrance, and walked in through the restriction.

Jiang Anning was wondering why there was no word on the door they walked in, but she understood it as soon as she entered.

The room was surrounded by a counter, and more than a dozen handsome girls were standing behind the counter in uniform.

There was a queue in front of almost every girl, and they were all monks who had something to auction.

The men in black robes standing at the head of the line were basically arguing with the girls, saying things like "The reserve price can't be so low", "Leave a little less commission", "You can't see the real baby if you have eyes".

Clearly a bargain.

The people in the queue at the back moved in different ways, some were watching the excitement with their arms folded, some were muttering impatiently, and some were looking left and right, wondering what their plans were.

There was only one girl who was empty in front of her, and there was no one in line. Li Yan walked over, put the wooden box on the stage, changed her voice, and said in a low voice, "Look and sell."

The girl casually picked up the wooden box, and threw a number plate on the stage before opening it, with a very careless attitude.

Li Yan took the number plate, turned around and left with his lucky star in his arms, the moment they stepped out of the small door, Jiang Aning heard an exclamation from behind.

Li Yan pulled Jiang Anning out the door without stopping, squeezed through the crowd and left the auction house, walked quickly along a section of the road, then turned into a deserted alley, and whispered: "You are invisible and Tight me."

Jiang Aning clearly took out the cloak of condensation and put it on her body, then followed Li Yan to turn left and right.

Excited and curious watching her sweetheart shuttle back and forth among the dark alleys and the crowd, using simple but useful concealment spells...

Those who followed them were thrown off one by one, and Li Yan had a lot of experience in getting rid of the stalking, if Jiang Aning hadn't secretly grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, he might have lost him too.

The two circled around a lot, and returned to a dark alley in the black market. Jiang Aning put away her cloak after hearing Li Yan say that it was all right, and asked, "Who is following us?"

"There are people in the auction house, and there are also people who want to match fat sheep and plan to rob."

Li Yan smiled leisurely, turned his hand and took out the number plate, a cluster of small flames appeared in the palm of his hand, destroying it to nothing:
"As is the practice of the black market, basically everyone who enters or exits the auction will encounter one or two stalkers. We are just ordinary targets, and they won't care too much if they get lost."

All because he walked in time, the people in the auction house didn't know what he was selling, otherwise the target would be big.

Jiang Anning blinked, "I seem to understand... You destroyed that sign, so the spirit stone you got from auctioning that letter has nothing to do with us?"

"Sure enough, when you encounter Lingshi, your reaction becomes faster."

Li Yan smiled dumbly, and walked out of the dark alley with his arms around Fu Xing's shoulders, "Don't worry about the little money, let's go buy pills."

Li Yan wanted to auction off his autograph letter, of course not for Lingshi, it was just a means of spreading news.

Most of the things received by the "looking for sale" counter in the black market auction market are dilapidated gadgets that are difficult to estimate.

But occasionally there will be "rumor triggers" such as "the first venerable letter of the devil", which will cause an uproar.

Rumors spread the fastest in the world of comprehension, and the news that this letter appeared in the auction house will soon spread ten or ten times.

In a few days, even Zhengdao will receive news, such a convenient and fast "messenger", how could Li Yan not make good use of it?
This is much easier than finding another way to contact his dear Master for help.

Of course, Li Yan's auction of the autographed letter was not just for the purpose of sending the letter to Qingyuan, after all, the far water cannot save the near fire.

Master's rescue can only be regarded as a follow-up move that does not know if it will work. If they really want to deal with Taitian Shengzun, they still have to rely on themselves.