Ning Changan's handsome and elegant facial features met Po Meng's kind-hearted face, and then the little detective placed the food box in his hand on the counter.

"Sunflower seeds, I also brought you sugar-steamed crisp cheese, osmanthus sugar-steamed chestnut flour cake, pearl jade cake, plum blossom cake, fragrant grass drink, and rose cake."

There are large and small grids in the food box, and they are all pastries that Ning Changan bought from "Hunting Pictures" for the princess to enjoy. Whether it is the color combination, the exquisite production, and the taste of the pastries, they are far superior to the pastries that Ning Changan bought from the time-honored brands in Chentang County.

Presenting cakes, Ning Changan took the picture album.

"A Song of Ice and Fire: Game of Thrones Season 1";

Po Meng, who was looking at the cakes, was originally so kind, but now her face seemed to fall off. When she saw the picture album, Po Meng inhaled "hiss".

"Chang'an's picture album is getting more and more meaningful!"

Without flipping through the album, he asked directly: "What do you want?"

"Don't you want to take a look?"

"Produced in Chang'an, one of a kind," Meng Po said in an advertisement.

Ning Changan had the urge to touch his palms.

"I want "The Magic Power of Toad", and the blacksmith introduced a book called "The Great Slaughter of Pagoda"

Po Meng looked at Ning Changan blankly with bags under her eyes.

"this one?"

"yes!"

"Say more?"

"How about I give you a knife manual? It won't be difficult to practice."

Not forgetting to praise, Ning Changan said: "My mother-in-law's 'no taboos' are really profound and saved Changan's life!"

Sniffing through her nostrils, Po Meng made sure that Ning Changan didn't ask for too much. She turned around and took out a thin and yellowed book from the drawers numbered eighteen and twenty-two.

After giving the book to Ning Changan, Meng Po said, "Wait a minute."

Turning around and entering the inner room, Po Meng came out holding a pair of silk books.

"This is the "Buddha Massacre Post". I'm old and blind and can't read it. There is no serial number in the container. Since the blacksmith introduced it, I gave it to Chang'an."

The silk book has a sense of age. Ning Changan took the book, the silk book,

"Thank you, Po Meng!"

Smoking melon seeds, Po Meng babbled: "Chang'an, if you can't fight, just run away. It's better to be embarrassed than to lose your life. There will be no glory! The books are really of high quality. I don't want to take advantage of you. Just wait."

Turning around, she took out a thin book from drawer No. 99. Po Meng said: "This is for you. If you want to escape, it will be double insurance."

Ning Changan sighed with emotion, drank and pecked.

There is a word in the book, "Lotus grows with each step." As the name suggests, Ning Changan thought it should be a light-weight skill similar to "Zongyun Ladder".

After taking the book, the young policeman from Chentang County was sent out by Po Meng who was eating melon seeds.

When closing the door, he warned again: "Remember, if you lose face, you lose it. You must save your life."

"Thank you, grandma, for your advice!" Ning Changan waved.

Bang, close the door.

In the shop, Po Meng held a plum blossom cake in one hand and opened a book in the other.

A bloody crown in the illustration that comes to you!

Po Meng rubbed the crown with her fingers, her eyes full of stories.

At the Red Moon Market, Ning Changan took a long breath, there was still one step left, Bingzi No. 7 Wu Yazi.

The shops in the market only have numbers but no names. When you walk into the shops, the rich fragrance of red pepper hits your face.

There is a huge difference in appearance between Wu Yazi, the shopkeeper, and the alchemist in Ning Changan's imagination.

Five short and three thick, but still have big yellow teeth!

When Ning Changan entered, Wu Yazi didn't bat an eyelid.

"Exchange for what?"

"Elixirs can save people!" Ning Changan handed over Yingjiu's red demon pill.

Taking the demon pill, Wu Yazi glanced at Ning Changan, turned around and took out the two porcelain bottles numbered 8 and 11.

"The demon pill is of high quality. I will give you the soul-reviving pill and the god-gathering pill."

A very high-end name.

Ning Changan shook his head: "I want dog skin plaster!"

Jumping up on the counter and sitting on it sideways, Wu Yazi smiled with yellow teeth.

"The old man told you!"

"Yeah!" Ning Changan nodded.

"You should have told me earlier!" Wu Yazi jumped off the counter, opened drawer No. 4 and took out the square box.

"12 pieces of dog skin ointment and 12 pieces of dog skin pills. Apply externally or take it internally! The elixir can also be taken alone. The carrion can promote muscle growth and nourish the spirit."

Without inspecting the goods, Ning Changan gave Wu Yazi the snake demon and spider demon elixirs obtained from Hongshan on the recommendation of an experienced person with a reliable reputation.

"Change to a pill that can improve your cultivation and give it to the untransformed bull demon! The effect should be milder."

"Interesting!"

The rules of the Red Moon Market are only exchange, regardless of the origin and purpose. Ning Changan was worried that the elixir given by Wu Yazi was too strong.

Wu Yazi threw the two demon pills taken from the little demon who transformed from Hongshan into the medicine basket, opened drawer No. 10 and took out the porcelain bottle.

"The omnipotent pill is suitable for both humans and demons!"

Ning Changan clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "It saves trouble!"

After exchanging demon pills for dog skin plasters and omnipotent pills, Ning Changan left the shop and heard the sound of a door closing behind him.

"Come again next time!"

Ning Changan replied, turned around, and walked out along the market. Done!

The side of the well in the ancient temple.

The air rippled and Ning Changan walked out.

When he entered the Red Moon Market, he was carrying a food box and tea leaves, but now he is holding a profound secret book that will cause a bloody storm in the world. There are also the magical weapons 'Mirror Flowers, Water Moon' and 'Xia Ke Xing', one for defense and one for offense.

, complement each other.

There was no one around, except for the chirping of insects. Taking a step forward, Ning Changan saw the fragments of a poem he had written on the wall of the ancient temple.

"The feelings of wandering in the clouds, the feelings of old friends in the setting sun"

One month after traveling to the Yu Kingdom, I didn’t encounter any big demons or see immortals. I went on an outing to an ancient temple, and I was so moved by the scene that I wrote this famous line that has been passed down through the ages.

Then is the beginning of all the stories, thirsty, fetching water, and entering the Red Moon Market on the side of the well.

After staying under the wall for a while, Ning Changan took out the "Xia Ke Xing" pen that had been renamed and had a resounding name.

There is no need to dip in ink, the air machine is running, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air is heard.

Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng.

Say goodbye in here, then fight in the lonely and long way.

The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the feelings of old friends at sunset.

I waved my hand and went away, the horses roared.

Ning Changan completed the poem "Farewell to a Friend" by the great poet.

The "Xia Ke Xing" on the pen holder is also from the great poet, and it is also the finishing touch.

"Once we are separated from each other here, I will march thousands of miles alone." Isn't this what I am portraying at the moment, the rivers and lakes are just curtains, I have been contaminated by King Dingnan, from now on, I will have to travel to the rivers and lakes in a real sense, the rivers and lakes are deep, and I will drown.

Fortunately, people are well prepared.

I have a business called "Xia Ke Xing"

I have a sword that can slay a dragon.

Ning Changan came out of the ancient temple.

Backyard well.

After Ning Changan walked out, the well water began to boil like a pot of soup.

The waves of boiling water stopped when they reached the mouth of the well, and a white-haired old woman stepped out of the water.

The old woman tilted her head and looked at Ning Changan as she completed the poem, and smiled, "What a poem!"

The old woman walked out, the water in the well fell back, and Da Qingyi's body floated on the water.

The falling sunlight dispersed, and the four police officers who had followed Ning Changan appeared in the courtyard.

Soon after, the body in the well was quickly found.

The police officers from the Ministry of Criminal Justice did not rashly directly link the death of Da Qingyi of Mingjing Si Tianji Tower with Ning Changan, but they all looked serious.

Ning Changan has content! Need to dig into it!
Chapter completed!