Merchant of the Underworld

I closed the door gently with my backhand. I originally planned to say goodbye to Xiao Wu and the mute uncle, but when I passed by the living room, I saw Xiao Wu coming over to talk to an old lady with half a hair.

As soon as I saw that he had a visitor, I didn't bother him and just walked over.

But at this moment, the old lady facing me suddenly stared at me.

Xiao Wu turned around and hurriedly chased him out: "Shopkeeper Zhang Da, what are you..."

"Oh, the evil poison in your grandfather's body has been removed. He will be fine in a few days of cultivation. I have some urgent matters and can't delay any longer." I said as I continued to walk out.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, I know you are very busy, so I won't keep you here! But this Professor Hao came to you specifically, saying that he has something he wants to give to you, and it can only be given to you. "Xiao Wu said, raising his chin towards the living room.

"You're looking for me specifically? You even have something for me." I immediately felt very strange.

Why do I have no impression of this old lady at all? It seems that I have never seen her before.

However, people have already come here, and they have made a special trip to deliver things to you. They are so close, so it is indeed rude to leave like this.

So I turned around and walked back.

As soon as she entered the living room, the old lady had already stood up.

She is about sixty years old, her hair is neatly combed, and she wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. She is very well-dressed and well-behaved. She looks like she is well-educated and well-educated.

"Professor Hao, this is the Master Zhang Jiulin you are looking for." Xiao Wu introduced her.

"Master Zhang, let me thank you very much on behalf of Lao Meng!" After saying that, the old lady actually bowed 90 degrees to me, her attitude was extremely sincere.

This bow made me a little confused. An old professor whom I had never met gave such a big gift as soon as we met. I couldn't bear it, so I quickly returned the gift: "You are too polite. Hurry up and sit down." Let’s talk next.”

The old lady did not sit down, but took out an old small clay pot from her bag and said, "I know you are very busy, so I won't waste your precious time. This is what our Lao Meng asked me to bring to you."

"Is this..." I asked doubtfully.

"It's a century-old salt. Lao Meng found it when he took his students to Qinghai for internship in his early years. After he retired, he became obsessed with antiques. Because he entered the industry late, he didn't have many colleagues to recommend him, and he has never been in your circle, so he I didn't know you needed this thing. When he woke up in the morning, the first thing he said was to ask me to bring you this thing, saying that you are in a hurry to use it now."

Hundred-year-old salt, isn't this what I urgently need now to break Tai Sui?

I was struggling to get what I wanted, but now it’s timely help!

I took it in my hand with some trepidation, and said gratefully: "Thank you so much! I really need this thing. What are your plans..." I deliberately stopped mid-sentence.

Although this thing is not a unique treasure, it is not easy to find. If someone asked me for a million, I would not hesitate! If he is said to be a person in the circle of femininity, I can accept it calmly. At worst, if he encounters some femininity in the future and cannot control it, I can just help him once. But he was obviously a layman, so he just gave it to me for free, which I found a little hard to accept.

Originally, I was going to ask what price I was going to pay for this thing, but seeing the old lady's accomplishments and status, it was a bit uncomfortable to ask for money in person. I deliberately stopped talking and let her state her request. As long as her conditions are not too harsh and she doesn't force her to make things difficult for her, I will definitely agree to it.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and then she guessed what I meant.

"Master Zhang, you misunderstood. This is for you. Lao Meng said that you saved his life. Life is more valuable than anything else. Are you right?" The old lady looked at me with a smile. When I looked at her, I realized that the circles under her eyes were still red even now.

"Yes, but Lao Meng is..." Who is this Lao Meng? I thought about it in my mind for a long time, but I still had no impression of this person.

"Like me, he wears glasses and his hair is half white. He was injured at the venue yesterday. It was you who saved his life and sent him to the hospital." The old lady reminded him gradually.

"Oh! It turns out to be Professor Meng." It suddenly dawned on me that he was the one who first stood up to speak for me at the Lingbao meeting yesterday. Later, he stood up in front of the poisonous monk and spoke righteously, but he swung his sleeves away. The scholar-looking old man who hit the wall.

Although I don't know if he is a professor, but judging from his temperament and appearance, and what his wife just said about taking internship students to Qinghai, I guess it is similar.

It seems that just as his wife said, he has just joined the Yin Shang business and has not been recommended by anyone, so he has not joined the circle yet. Before Du Yu and Wu Qianwu appeared, he knew I needed this thing after I said something like asking for help, and then I indirectly saved his life.

So, out of gratitude, Lao Meng took the initiative to give me the century-old salt that he had collected for many years.

Seeing this, it would indeed be a bit abrupt for me to mention anything about monetary rewards.

So I quickly put it away and said sincerely to Professor Hao: "Thank you very much, Professor Hao! Please tell Mr. Meng and let him cultivate himself well. I accepted the things and I will remember this sentiment!"

Immediately afterwards, I turned to Xiao Wu and said, "Invite Professor Meng into the circle, and I will be his introducer."

"Okay!" Xiao Wu agreed quickly.

"Thank you, Master Zhang. Lao Meng will definitely be very happy when he finds out! Then I won't bother you." Professor Hao smiled kindly at us and went straight out the door.

I sent Professor Hao out of the door, and then I realized that there was a person standing far outside the door.

It was the thin old man who had appeared at the Wuhan and Xi'an conferences.

Professor Hao waved to us, got in the car and drove away, and then the veteran trotted over.

Xiao Wu whispered beside me: "He came earlier than Professor Hao, but he refused to enter the hospital and insisted on waiting for you at the door. Even if you asked him what happened, he wouldn't say anything."

"Master Zhang, poor Taoist Li Damo is right here." This guy ran up to me, and before he could stand still, he quickly put his hands together and bowed.

I was really dumbfounded by what he said.

Since he claims to be a poor Taoist but does not use a Taoist title, he has a lay name instead. He puts his hands together as a Buddhist etiquette and bows at the same time.

This whole thing is nondescript.

However, this behavior was much more respectful than last night at the gate of the venue!

"Daozhang Li, what do you want to see me for?" I asked a bit unhappily.

"Yes, yes." The old Taoist hurriedly replied: "To be honest, Master Zhang, I do have something to tell you."