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Bai Yu spends these days attending funerals, practicing martial arts, and learning to draw talismans.

After he had almost mastered the talisman, he decided to go to the black market again to sell some essence-raising powder.

At night, he entered the black market with ease.

He set up a stall next to Old Man Diao, who was selling antique books.

Over this period of time, he has become familiar with Old Man Diao, and knows that except for the stalls in his stall, which are real, everything else is fake.

He picked up a book from next to Old Man Diao.

Old Man Diao said angrily:

"Don't touch it without looking at it. This is an antique from the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

Bai was happy:

"You were talking about last week, right? Take a look at this book, "Chunfeng Tower". In ancient times, there was a Chunfeng Tower in Jiangcheng? Do you dare to be more false?"

"And this one, "Female Spectrum of Female Ghosts", these are some messy books, let me criticize them."

Old Man Diao’s expression remained unchanged:

"Can the antique thing be called fake? If it is not discovered, then it is real."

While the two were talking, someone had already seen Bai Yu and immediately shouted:

"Cai Kun, the seller of Yangjing Powder, is here again."

Suddenly, a group of people heard the news and gathered around.

"Brother Kun, give me a pack."

"I'll get a pack too."

"Kunkun, I want five packs."

"Boss, I'll pay you five hundred cents a bag, all inclusive!"

Bai Yu was a little shocked.

His essence nourishing powder can be said to be of high quality and low price, and is very popular among low-level Martial Artists.

Every time I come to sell, they are sold out quickly.

Even old man Diao on the side received a lot of traffic from Bai Yu.

Young and energetic Martial Artists, after buying Yangjing Powder, would occasionally buy a book such as "White Fox Anecdotes" to criticize works of art.

But this time, business was booming.

Bai Yu didn't take the opportunity to raise the price. Instead, he sold out twenty packages of Yangjing Powder and waved his hand to indicate that it was sold out.

Someone even asked him if he could make more, but he shook his head and said he was helpless. He could only make 20 packs a month.

You can't make enough money, and it would be bad to get into trouble for it.

After everyone dispersed, Bai Yu couldn't help but curiously said:

"Old man Diao, why is it so strange today and everyone is so crazy?"

Old Man Diao said:

"You still don't know, but Jiangcheng has not been peaceful recently."

"The Black Wolf Gang and the Shenli Sect are fighting."

"These Martial Artists are under pressure. They are all crazy about elixirs like Yangjing Powder that can enhance their strength."

Bai Yu's heart moved slightly. It seemed that Yizhuang's business was going to be booming again.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but browsed through Old Man Diao's antique stall.

Regardless of the antiques or exercise books on Old Man Diao's stall, basically none of them are authentic.

But I'm not sure if I'm lucky enough to come across the real thing.

Not to mention, Bai Yu flipped through it and found a real thing.

[Yan Zi San Chao Shui (remnant version), Yellow Rank Middle Grade Qinggong, the full version is Yellow Rank High Grade. ]

Pretending to be casual, he picked up a few books, among which were "Swallow's Three Copies of Water" and "White Fox's Love Stories".

asked:

"Uncle Diao, how can I sell this book?"

Old Man Diao grinned, with two front teeth missing from his mouth.

He said seriously:

"Your technique is a treasure passed down by the Taiyi Sect. I won't ask you for more, eighty thousand!"

Bai Yu was speechless:

"Old man Diao, that's enough. You're still playing this trick with me."

"Every time I bring you as many customers as you want, your pornographic book business will increase several times."

Old Man Diao said seriously:

"Nonsense, what kind of pornographic book? It's an antique, it's art."

"You don't understand things about the art world."

Bai Yu fixed price:

"One hundred coins."

"make a deal!"

Old Man Diao earned eighty yuan with tears in his eyes.

It just so happened that another man came at this time.

He also picked out a few books, and pretended to accidentally pick up a copy of "Miscellaneous Talk in the Room".

He gave Bai Yu a knowing look, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Bai Yu was about to leave with the books when suddenly a young man in white bumped into Old Man Diao's stall.

It was his misfortune that he broke a vase.

Old Man Diao immediately lost his temper, grabbed the young man in white, and shouted:

"This is a vase from the ancient Zhou Dynasty. If you break it, the price is 80,000 yuan."

When Old Man Diao shouted, the people around him immediately gathered around to watch the excitement.

The young man in white clothes woke up from a dream and said hurriedly:

"I, I didn't mean it, I was just distracted."

Old Man Diao doesn’t care about that much:

"It's none of my business that you were distracted and broke my antique vase, so you should pay for it."

The young man hesitated and was speechless.

Bai Yu on the side saw something was wrong.

The young man in white's hall turned black, which was obviously a sign of evil spirit possessing him.

He strode forward and asked:

"Brother, have you been lacking in energy recently? You often get distracted for no reason and do things in a daze?"

The young man in white hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes, brother, how do you know?"

Bai Yu took out a evil-suppressing charm from his arms and stuck it on the young man.

The young man's whole body was filled with excitement, and even his eyes became much clearer.

He looked at Bai Yu in disbelief.

"This, this, this... I feel my mind is much clearer."

When the people around him saw how magical it was, they were also stunned, and everything became quiet.

Bai Yu said:

"Brother, you are trapped by the evil spirit."

"It will make you have bad luck and your brain will become muddled."

The young man in white nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said hurriedly:

"That's right, that's right. I've been like this lately, unlucky for no reason."

"Brother, do you have any solution?"

Bai Yu smiled lightly and said:

"I have here a evil-resolving talisman, a evil-suppressing talisman, and an evil-resolving talisman."

"After burning the evil spirit talisman, drink water, carry the evil evil talisman with you, and stick the evil evil talisman on the bedside. After three days, the evil spirit will be relieved by itself."

The young man said hurriedly:

"Master, how much do you charge for this? I'm willing to pay for it."

Bai Yu didn't expect to make a fortune here.

Ordinary yellow talismans are actually not worth much. Like Uncle Jiu, he only charges tea money for reassuring the souls of ordinary people.

But Martial Artist is certainly not an ordinary person.

Bai Yu thought for a while and said:

"Then I'll give you one tael of silver."

The young man was very excited and quickly bought three yellow charms with one or two silver coins, as if he was afraid that Bai Yu would regret it.

Old man Diao on the other side shouted again when he saw this.

The young man in white had no choice but to spend three hundred coins and lose Old Man Diao's vase.

Old Man Diao made two hundred and eighty in tears.

Bai Yu saw something happened and was about to push everyone away and go back.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone else came around and asked:

"Master, I've been having trouble with my back lately, and I've been feeling drowsy. Master, please give me a look, and I'll pay for it."

"Me too."

"Master, I want to buy that set of talismans too."

Bai Yu looked around and found that there were actually many people haunted by evil spirits.

He was also unambiguous and sold all the yellow talismans on his body.

After this round, I actually sold it for more than ten taels of silver.

When Bai Yu made it clear that the yellow talisman was sold out, everyone dispersed.

Bai Yu couldn't help but murmur secretly.

"What's going on? Why are there suddenly so many people with evil spirits?"

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

He felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and it seemed that he had to seize the time to perfect the Skin Tempering Realm.