Chapter 158 Drunken Moon

Linyue Building is a famous landscape in Zhu State. It is located on the bank of Zuiyue Lake. It is built by the lake. It has seven floors and is more than nine feet high. , and there are calligraphy treasures left by various well-known literati in the building, especially the poem "Landing to the Moon and Climbing to the Immortal" by the poet, which is the treasure of the town building, and it is difficult for idlers to have a good look at it.

This Zuiyue Lake is misty, vast and boundless, the depth of the reeds is unknown, and it is rich in aquatic products. Not only is the scenery intoxicating, but it also feeds a lot of people nearby. The signature dish is made from the most delicious parts of seventy-nine whitebaits. It is so delicious that it is said that those who taste it are like entering a fairyland, and they will not know the taste of the rest of the meat in March.

At this time, in the private room, Fang Yuan was sitting with a golden knife, a white jade pot in front of him, the aroma of wine was overflowing, and the dishes were rich. The slice is as thin as a cicada's wing, crystal clear, and has a mellow wine aroma, which is really refreshing.

"Hmm... not bad, really not bad!"

Fang Yuan took another piece of fish meat with his chopsticks, and casually threw a small piece of gold to the maid who served beside him: "It goes without saying that the fish meat is fresh and tender, but the key is the wine of drunken fish. , the taste that is one with the fish, the most rare..."

"My son is indeed an expert!"

Hearing Fang Yuan's praise, the maid next to him was blessed, and put away the gold without any trace, with joy in her eyes: "This is a top-grade drunken whitebait, which is born with the fragrance of wine, even in the drunken moon lake. It's also very rare!"

"Drunk whitebait?"

Fang Yuan smiled, his eyes flickered slightly: "Could it be that Yu'er can still drink wine?"

"This... I'm afraid I will. The young master is here for the Drunken Moon Festival?" The maid was startled.

"Drunk Moon Festival?"

Fang Yuan drank and ate food leisurely: "Tell me about it!"

"yes!"

The maid looked a little surprised, but explained carefully.

It turns out that this Zuiyue Lake has several days every year. When the moon is at its peak, the lake will emit an unknown fragrance of wine. The origin of the name.

And at this time, some good things will be produced in the lake, such as the top-quality drunken whitebait, and even other spiritual things!

This naturally attracted many literati, inkmen, and warriors to come to seek secrets, go to the market to trade, and exchange what they need, and finally formed a specific festival.

"oh?"

Fang Yuan smiled: "It's really a coincidence that it's better to come early, and it's fate that I catch up!"

"Naturally! Young Master is a lucky person!"

The maid pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't quite believe it in her heart.

Linyue Tower is not a place where anyone can come. Although this young man has a strange face and mysterious origin, the priests in the building were shocked when he saw it. He told him to treat him carefully and not violate it. How could he be an ordinary person?

Not to mention, such an elegant temperament and a generous shot.

She had already guessed in her heart that this was a young master from a wealthy family.

Fang Yuan picked up the wine cup, blowing the breeze, watching the beautiful scenery below, but he kept thinking: "Unexpectedly... the place pointed by the treasure map has turned into a scenic spot. Unexpectedly... However, to be able to hide it under the eyes of everyone so far, the means of arrangement may not be so simple. There is a market, but Bufan will delay it for a day before entering the lake to explore...'

...

Since the Drunken Moon Festival is well-known in the Zhu Kingdom, it naturally had its clues a few days earlier.

From Fang Yuan's point of view, the density of people nearby suddenly increased, and there were many more warriors with swords and sabers. Their eyes were sharp and their breaths were sharp, and people would unconsciously avoid walking on the road.

At night, the moonlight hangs high, and above the lake, there is a vast mist.

In the silence of the silver glow, by the lakeside, several ghostly fires emerged, green as green as green, very eerie and permeating.

Then the ghost fire continued to increase, cows and horses gathered, cloth sheds were set up, and they vaguely gathered into a market. In the eyes of ordinary people who didn't know, it was a group of demons dancing wildly, like a gathering of ghosts.

In fact, this meeting is really called a ghost fair.

Although in Fang Yuan's view, it was just a gathering of the practice world, it was just playing tricks and not wanting to be harassed by civilians.

"The annual black market, you can take a look, what novelty is there!"

Since it was done so well, most of the people who came here were sneaky, so Fang Yuan wore a bamboo hat from Daliu, covering most of his face.

Regardless of the origin of this kind of black market, there are really some good things coming out.

Of course, once you leave the ghost market, there is no guarantee of what you will encounter afterwards, whether it is buying fake goods, or collecting stolen goods, or taking on blood feuds, it is the same, and you can only count yourself as unlucky.

"Is this your first time here?"

At the entrance of the ghost market, several men in black with strong breaths were guarding the door. When they saw Fang Yuan coming, they stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

"Exactly... I don't know if there are any rules here?"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, and strands of light radiated out, which actually made the men in black feel cold behind them.

"Where... it's just some conventions, I just want to remind you a little bit!"

The leader of the man in black immediately changed into a smiling face: "In the ghost market, gold and silver are also accepted for barter, but bills are not accepted. Also, once the transaction is cleared, the money and goods cannot be returned. Of course , the most important thing is not to use force in the ghost city, or we will attack it together!"

"Um."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and went straight into the market.

"Brother..."

Seeing how rude he was, a man in black next to him stepped forward and asked behind the leader.

"Don't think about anything, are you tired of living?"

The leader of the man in black, however, had sharp eyes, and directly scolded: "We were elected by various families to guard the gate because we are so selfless, and we have done too many petty tricks, the gain outweighs the gain! And..."

He looked in the direction where Fang Yuan left, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although the voice of the other party is young, who knows if it is some old monster pretending to be it. If he really offends a game-proud Yuanli Realm master, no one will stand up for him.

...

Of course the leader didn't know, because of his own caution, he saved his life.

At this moment, Fang Yuan was looking around in the market, with a bit of surprise on his face.

"As expected of a black market, there is still a high probability of producing high-quality goods, and the price is also cheap, but the origin may not be clear..."

After just visiting a few stalls, Fang Yuan purchased a few rare spiritual species according to his wish.

He's not interested in anything else.

After all, with his vision at this time and the majesty of Palace Master Youshan, there are really very few things that can catch his eyes.

"Everyone, the Zuiyue Lake is about to open, and the spiritual creatures will multiply. It is the best opportunity to try your luck. How can you miss a water route map?"

Ahead, there was a noise, like thunder on the ground.

In the whispering ghost market, it is even more eye-catching.

Fang Yuan took two steps forward, and saw a man in a cloak sitting on the side of the road. There was a small stall in front of him, and there were only three maps on it.

"This map of the drunken moon and water has been explored by me for decades. I only sell three copies, and each copy is a thousand taels of silver or its equivalent!"

The man in the cloak is very angry.

"The catalog is exquisite, but I don't know if it's true or not... Otherwise, one thousand taels really isn't expensive!"

A bystander next to him looked up and shook his head again: "Can I see the whole picture?"

"Of course not!"

The man in the cloak flatly refused: "Only by paying the price can you see the complete catalog, and I can swear here that only these three maps will enter the market in the ghost market this year!"

'Um? What a wise man! '

Fang Yuan stepped forward, and saw that the maps were just fragments, many areas were covered up, but they were beautifully made, and the dense scales and notes on them seemed to be done with care.

However, the same sentence, the possibility of fraud is too high, if you buy it, it will be too late to regret it.

Moreover, who can really believe this cloaked man's guarantee? After all, if this map is copied and sold, it will be worthless.

"It's a pity... If it's a hundred taels of silver, I'll take a gamble, sir!"

One of the onlookers booed.

"I, Jiang...do things by myself, so there is no deception. If it is said that it is three shares, it is three shares!"

The man in the cloak was furious, and his tone became louder.

"Haha... In that case, I will sell you face!"

At this time, the crowd moved away, and a man in black with an old voice came in: "This is the best drunken pearl, one is worth a hundred taels! Ten, how about changing it to my brother's map?"

"Nature agrees!"

The cloaked man clasped his fists, took the old man's pearl, and offered the map with both hands.

"It's not a fraud, the two conspired to lie to us, right?"

Seeing the bully appearing, the people present hesitated at first, and then became a little uncertain, for fear of encountering a liar.

In this ghost market, fish and dragons are mixed, and naturally there are everyone.

But Fang Yuan has a different opinion.

'These two people know each other, but it was discovered that the cloak who sold the picture earlier showed his flaws in a hurry! Judging from the reaction of the old man who bought the map, it seems that he is still a bit famous... although the left and right are just fighters at the level of the Four Heavens Gate...'

With some confidence in his mind, Fang Yuan immediately stepped forward to confirm the authenticity of the map, and began to examine it carefully.

With this sweep, the corners of his eyes twitched even more.

Because there seems to be a subtle overlap with the treasure map on his body in the exposed part of the residual picture!

"Ziyue Lake is huge after all, it's too troublesome to find them one by one, but at this time, I found the clue directly, I really fell asleep and sent a pillow!"

With this in mind, Fang Yuan immediately entered the arena, rolled up a map and put it away.

"This friend..."

The cloaked man was furious, but immediately his hair stood on end, as if facing some prehistoric beast.

"Don't worry, this old man won't take advantage of you!"

With a hoarse voice, Fang Yuan casually threw a jade bottle over.

"Is this... panacea?"

After the cloaked man fell out, his eyes widened and he cried out, causing an uproar in the audience.