When the old woman saw that Wang Lun stopped talking, she clearly bit the price to death on three thousand low-grade spirit stones, she had to sigh.

"Okay." She said helplessly.

After the money and goods were paid, Wang Lun asked: "Where are there any other things to pay attention to when using it?"

The old woman knew that she might do the business of the monk in front of her again. Since she had collected all the money, she would naturally be happy to explain it clearly.

"The effect of the Blood-Breaking Evil Pill can last for about an hour. It would be fine if the time is more, but it cannot exceed an hour and a half."

"Okay." Wang Lun responded and left with the pill.

One and a half hours, or three hours, it probably won't take such a long time to participate in a private trade fair.

Of course, Wang Lun still doesn't plan to attend to tonight's private trade fair at the Xu hour.

Continuing to walk on the streets of Heihu, Wang Lun visited several trading stalls opened by monks in Jiedan realm, but there was really nothing that could catch his eye on.

Wang Lun also understood that the most he wanted was almost impossible to find in an open-air stall.

At this time, Wang Lun came to the middle area of ​​Heihu Street. The traffic of people on the street was already very large and there were many monks. Wang Lun had already felt that several eyes fell on him at the same time, and then quickly shifted.

During the trading conference, there were too many monks, and almost no one would use his spiritual sense to detect others rashly. This would be regarded as a provocation, and in severe cases, he would be attacked by the other party.

But there are always some monks with impure purpose who get into the trading conference, not selling or exchanging cultivation items, but wanting to do business without capital, that is, plunder other monks’ things.

They almost dare not use their spiritual sense to rashly explore the depth of other people's cultivation, but they will observe with their eyes and judge the strength of their targets with their eyes.

This place in Heihu Street is a cross-shaped intersection with another street, so it is the most lively place on Heihu Street. There are many monks gathering. After several gazes just now, Wang Lun felt that they were all purposeful.

The reason I looked at myself must be because I was very young and thought that my cultivation was nothing but I was.

But these people did have the strength to see, and immediately looked away after taking a look. This must have noticed some of his strength.

"Although the trading conference is claimed to be extremely high in security, the organizer will send slogans every year, saying that he can come to the trading conference happily and then leave safely. In fact, this is not the case."

Wang Lun reminded himself.

Even on the street, you have to be careful.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden shout of killing on another street at the intersection. A figure carried a knife still dripping blood and rushed into the dark back of the street. Soon, a team of guard monks drove the flying magic weapon and fell from the sky and immediately began to pursue.

Wang Lun thought to himself that this was the second plundering incident after he came out. And this was even more serious. The plunderers only fled after killing people.

In Wang Lun's opinion, this kind of thing is quite stupid. Even if you want to seize treasures, you need to have a preliminary plan. At least it is not suitable to do it in broad daylight, and you cannot kill people at will.

After walking forward for a while, Wang Lun was still interested. He visited several trading stalls, then spent a little spiritual stone to buy a second-hand book introducing famous cultivators in the history of the spiritual world.

Taking the book, Wang Lun continued to walk forward and heard someone talking.

"Why don't the organizer set up a point similar to collecting transaction information? Many monks want to trade what they need, but they have no channels. They can only find one stall and one stall. Whether they can trade it depends on luck. If there is such a point, everyone goes in and registers what they want and registers what they want to sell. This way, they can collect a lot of transaction information. If a suitable transaction can happen, then notify both parties. That's great."

"Yes, this is really good. Even if you have to pay some spirit stones to the organizer, the money will be worth it."

When Wang Lun heard this, he actually thought about this question, but later he understood why the organizer did not do it.

Such things are thankless, mainly because they have to bear too much risk of public opinion.

As an intermediary, although the organizer will only notify both parties to the transaction, as for the location, method, time, etc., it is decided by both parties to the transaction. The organizer can get out of it and stay out of the matter, but once the two parties to the transaction have more bad things, everyone will inevitably be dissatisfied with the organizer and public condemnation will sweep overwhelmingly.

If he was the leader of the organizer, he wouldn't have done such thankless things just because he had to charge some intermediary fees.

Because there is no such method, now monks want to get what they need at the trading conference, and sometimes they really need luck.

"This is a new ride tool. It seems that you can't walk if you are not so high-profile." Just as Wang Lun saw a soft sedan chair in front of him, which was opened, and there was a man sitting on the road with a big sword on the golden horse, which was the Forbidden Sword General.

If you want to be high-profile, this person is really unscrupulous. Even in a place where monks gather like the Trade Conference, the Forbidden Sword will still sway across the market in a swagger.

He met this person on the street twice, but Wang Lun did not hide. After all, after the other party invited him to join the Forbidden City last time, he would not speak again this time.

"Fellow Daoist Wang."

The Forbidden Sword was about to fly out of the sedan chair, and Wang Lun noticed that there was a beauty sitting next to the sedan chair, but it was not any of the two concubines I had seen last time.

"Fellow Daoist for Forbidden City." Wang Lun also greeted.

The Forbidden Sword General laughed and said, "I knew I would see you during the trading conference. Fellow Daoist Wang has changed his mind in the past few days. Are you interested in joining this Forbidden Sect?"

Wang Lun shook his head.

This time, the Forbidden Sword General was not angry and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, maybe Fellow Daoist Wang will change his mind in the future."

He also knew that the topic of the Forbidden City could be put down. He changed the subject and asked: "Are you interested in attending the private fair held at your residence in No. 1, Heihu Street tonight?"

"Sponsored by the sloppy Taoist?" Wang Lun asked.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang already knows it," it is not surprising that the Forbidden Sword General has few acquaintances he knows. The news that a private trade fair will be held at the Xu hour tonight has been spread on Kuihu in the past two days. The news is not a secret. He asked, "Doist Wang intends to participate?"

Wang Lun's heart moved.

Tang Si inexplicably invited him. He was a little worried that an accident would happen. Now the Forbidden Sword General also seems to be attending, so he can ask the other party clearly.

"I have this plan," Wang Lun said with a smile, "I have a few points on this matter.

I would like to ask fellow Taoist for help, but I don’t know if fellow Taoist has time to go to the teahouse to talk about it.”

"I am idle." The Forbidden Sword agreed. The other party was upright and did not ask his questions directly on the street. He invited himself to go to the teahouse to discuss, at least showing sincerity.

Wang Lun also invited the woman in the sedan chair and the sedan chairman into the teahouse. He arranged two other tables. He and the Forbidden Sword General sat down and said straight to the point: "The sloppy Taoist is both good and evil. Is the trade fair he initiated reliable?"

"Have you ever participated in a similar private trade fair?" The Forbidden Sword General saw the problem.

Wang Lun did not deny it and nodded.

"The sloppy Taoist is reliable. At least one does not involve ill-intentioned organization of private trade fairs. In this form of trade fairs, the dangers of the place will almost never be in the trading venue." said the Forbidden Sword General.

"There are too many reasons why I was targeted after leaving. It may not be planned in advance. I only focus on whether the private trade fair itself is reliable." Wang Lun said.

Sometimes, when someone shows something that others are interested in at the trade fair, they may be targeted after leaving. In short, there are many reasons and they cannot be completely avoided. He will not give up because he is worried about danger afterwards and refuses to attend the trade fair.

What he cared about, as he said with the Forbidden Sword General, was that the trade fair itself was reliable or not. This was very important. For example, if the sloppy Taoist and Tang Si joined forces to hide their evil intentions, the trade fair would be very unreliable.

The Forbidden Sword General said: "There is no problem with the sloppy Taoist, I will be able to guarantee it."

"Where is Tang Si?" Wang Lun asked again, "How is his relationship with the sloppy Taoist? Are he one of the planners of this private fair?"

The Forbidden Sword General understood and said in surprise: "The news Tang Si told you, but you don't know Tang Si?"

Wang Lun nodded and said, "That's it."

He said something about the passage.

The Forbidden Sword General laughed and said bluntly: "It seems that I am not right. You are not good enough. If it were me, even if Tang Si approached you with bad intentions and tricked you into attending tonight's private trade fair, I am afraid that he would dare to attend! If he dares to offend me, I will cut him into pieces!"

Wang Lun was too lazy to argue with the Forbidden Sword General about the "bloody nature". When the other party finished speaking, he asked calmly: "Can fellow Taoist tell me if Tang Si is reliable?"

The Forbidden Sword General rarely answers questions. Because of his strange temperament, he always looked down on this and that, but he still liked Wang Lun. After eating a few bites of snacks, he said, "The sloppy Taoist will not get along with him. As for whether he is reliable, it is unknown."

Wang Lun understood.

Tang Si knew that he had not participated in a private fair, so he might be one of the best targets for Tang Si to attack.

But as long as you know that you can participate in the trade fair tonight, that's fine. If Tang Si attacked him later, it had nothing to do with the sloppy Taoist.

As for whether Tang Si had already contacted the helper secretly, he didn't care. As long as the sloppy Taoist is reliable and the trading venue is reliable, it's fine.

"Fellow Daoist Forbidden, thank you." Wang Lun said.

"Okay, it would be even better if you join the Forbidden Society to thank me for your support." Forbidden Sword ate a plate of snacks in front of him, took a few sips of tea, stood up, hugged his beautiful lady and went downstairs.
Chapter completed!