Villain: Master And Sister, Please

The old man cursed and quickly let go of the little boy in his hand and rushed into the wooden house.

Lin Heng just watched from outside without moving.

It took the old man a long time to light the stove.

"Ahem!"

He coughed a few times and left the house, then looked at Lin Heng and said, "It's really unlucky. Why didn't you save it when you saw a fire?"

"And what are you doing in Qingyang Mountain?"

"I'm looking for the black market. Do you know where the pick-up person here is?"

"I've searched for miles around, but your cabin is the only one with people living there."

Lin Heng said lightly.

"Hmph. I just pick up people. The black market is not accessible to ordinary people. I'm in a bad mood today, so you'd better leave."

Lin Heng smiled, reached out and touched the little boy's head, and the next second he grabbed his neck and lifted him high.

"Lao Deng, you, an ordinary person, still dare to play tricks on me!"

"Put the knife behind you back, or I will kill you two."

"You..." The old man coughed loudly, put down his right hand behind his back, and said quickly: "Don't hurt my grandson."

The little boy struggled desperately, shaking in the air and holding on to his arm, as if he was about to die.

At the last second, Lin Heng let go and threw him down, falling next to the old man.

"I am not a kind person, so I only give you one last chance. This Qingyang Mountain is only a few hundred miles away from Lincheng. There is no land and no one around the mountain, so it cannot be a place for survival."

"If you don't tell the truth, I can only send you two on your way."

"Wait a minute!" The old man's face hardened, he picked up the little boy and said, "I'm just picking people up, there's no need to lie to you... The black market is in Qingyang Mountain, I won't tell you the entrance, you're looking for Can’t reach it.”

He patted the dust behind his grandson's butt and continued: "These are the rules here. Ordinary people are strictly prohibited from setting foot there. If I had known that you were a monk, I would not have done anything to you."

"Lao Deng, don't talk so much nonsense. I'm still in a hurry. Tell me the direct location of the entrance."

"Are you buying something or selling something?" the old man asked.

"Shopping, of course."

"Then you have to wait. Sellers will be allowed to enter the underground black market before it opens, and buyers will have to wait until the second half."

"Underground black market?"

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment.

No wonder he searched for a long time but couldn't see anyone. It turned out that the trading place was underground.

After learning the identity of Brother Lin Heng, the old man's tone was obviously much more polite.

At least it wasn't as arrogant as it was at the beginning.

“As mentioned above, entering the black market requires a certain deposit to prove that you have the financial ability to purchase.

The size is affected by the number of sellers. The more sellers the black market group is, the more spiritual stones need to be paid. "

"If you don't have ten thousand spirit stones, you probably won't even have the admission ticket."

Lin Heng nodded, "It's okay. You don't need to worry about the spiritual stone. I would like to know, are you the only one to pick up people around Qingyang Mountain?"

“Can’t the entire black market have just a few buyers?”

Lin Heng had this concern because he was afraid of encountering the pig-killing plate situation during the stone gambling process.

Hundreds of people in the entire chamber of commerce were invited as bait.

If this happens in the black market, it will definitely be worse than the official chamber of commerce.

"Of course I'm not the only one. People around here have their own places to pick up people. It's normal that you can't find them.

Because no one would build a conspicuous wooden house like me. "

"Black market transactions are all conducted in private, but no one would come to pick someone up directly without covering their face like you."

Lin Heng raised his eyebrows, which sounded reasonable.

He should work on his face a bit.

However, what puzzled him was that the people attracted by the black market would be ordinary people.

Four hours later.

Following the old man's guidance, Lin Heng walked around the west side of Qingyang Mountain toward the back corner of the mountain. When he encountered a fork in the road and walked left, he could see a circular area similar to an altar.

Not long after he left, the old man picked up the little boy with an inexplicable smile on his face, as if he was mumbling to himself or talking to the people around him.

"After so many days, a lamb finally came. I hope he has enough value, otherwise the two of us will have to drink from the northwest wind."

...

Lin Heng found the circular area. The surrounding trees had been cut down, and even the soil quality was different from usual.

The soil color elsewhere is grey-brown, while the perimeter and interior of the circular area are white-grey.

"This should be the entrance. Lao Deng said there are trigger buttons around. I hope you won't lie to me."

He searched around and soon found a neat black round handle in the soil.

He stepped on it with his foot, causing the ground to loosen immediately.

Boom boom.

The circular area collapsed, revealing a dark tunnel.

I stepped into it and walked a long distance without seeing the end of the light source.

It can be seen that the bottom of the mountain has been completely penetrated.

After walking about another six hundred meters, the passage gradually widened, and the light source at the end also gradually expanded.

"slow!"

Two knives were placed in front of him, preventing him from taking a step.

The people on the left and right were two men dressed in pure black and wearing white masks.

There was a strong evil aura on his body, and the empty eyes under the mask were lifeless and emotionless.

"I have a line card, take a look!"

Lin Heng took out the string card given by Zhao's mother and presented it to someone.

The man stiffly took the line card, looked at it for a long time and then returned it to him.

"You can enter. But if you want a mask, you need to pay 100 spirit stones to buy it yourself."

He pointed to the box next to him, which contained various masks.

White face, black face, horse face.

[100 pieces of spiritual stones are sold at such a low price! 】

[Forget it, just get a black mask, there seems to be no one here who doesn’t wear a mask. 】

Lin Heng chose a black face mask, put it on, and paid 100 spirit stones.

A mask of this quality would only cost around 30 spirit coins at most in the market.

If we don’t talk about the black market, it is reflected in a black market.

Looking around, the entire underground black market is brightly lit. Except for everyone covering their faces, it is almost the same as the street scene above ground.

The entire underground seemed to be hollowed out, and there was even a two-story pavilion.

There are vendors selling goods and customers haggling.

Lin Heng did not forget the purpose of his visit. The first purpose was to find the foundation stone, and the second purpose was to collect metallic objects.

His foundation building conditions are too harsh and are restricted by the Five Elements.

After refining the golden scales, the progress of his gold body is much higher than that of the water body, so the fastest way is to polish the gold body hard.

Another advantage of polishing the metal body is that it can better allow others to break their defenses.

According to the analogy, take Meng Yutong as an example.

Meng Yutong is a master in the Void Return Stage. Although his cultivation has declined and he may no longer be able to cultivate, his physical strength is still there.

If you want her to break through her defenses, you must at least polish her golden body to perfection.