Chapter 49 Cheap Ghost Head Shield

"Oh! You want a mid-grade magic weapon?"

The woman looked at Song Wen with her charming eyes. He was an ordinary, secretive disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect. Apart from being cautious, he had no outstanding features.

However, it was strange that such an ordinary outer disciple could resist her charm.

The woman was curious about Song Wen.

The woman pointed to a counter next to her and said, "Here are the mid-grade magic weapons. I will introduce them to you one by one..."

"How many spirit stones are this small shield?"

After the woman's brief introduction, Song Wen pointed to a one-inch shield and asked.

The shield was black in color, with a ghost head carved on the front. The ghost head was carved vividly and lifelike. It was as if there was a terrible ghost lying on the small shield, ready to break through the shield at any time and eat people.

The woman smiled sweetly, full of charm.

"Senior, you have good eyesight. This ghost head shield is made of Yinquan stone and dozens of treasures. It is indestructible. And it seals a ghost of the fifth level of Qi training. It can resist ghosts and enemies. It can be said to be an attack and defense in one. The price is 200 spirit stones."

Faced with the woman's offer, Song Wen was a little surprised. It was not expensive, but he felt it was a little cheap.

Generally speaking, the price of medium-grade magic tools is between two and three hundred spirit stones. The price of defensive magic tools is generally higher, and medium-grade defensive magic tools are sold for more than 300 spirit stones.

This small shield also seals a ghost, so the price should be higher.

Although he was surprised that the price of the ghost head shield was low, Song Wen did not ask the question in his heart. He just wanted to complete the transaction as soon as possible and leave the store as soon as possible without disturbing the woman in front of him.

"150 spirit stones." The price is low, but the price still needs to be paid.

"Senior, the profit of this small store is small, and no bargaining is allowed." The woman said.

"160 spirit stones." Song Wen continued to bargain.

After a struggle, Song Wen spent 180 spirit stones to buy the ghost head shield.

After putting away the ghost head shield, Song Wen left the store without delay and disappeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye.

"Xiao He, come out."

The charming look on the woman's face instantly withdrew, and she shouted at the backyard of the store.

A moment later, a 28-year-old girl came out.

"Miss, you called me?"

The lady said coldly, "Didn't I say that when I use the shop customers to practice charm, I am not allowed to disturb them, why did you send me a message again and again?"

Xiao He was about to explain, but before she could say anything, the lady continued.

"Today is really unlucky. I didn't expect that a mere cultivator of the third level of Qi training could resist my charm."

The lady's tone was full of resentment, as if Song Wen was a scumbag who had abandoned her after having sex.

Xiao He, who was familiar with her young lady's temperament, knew that the young lady was angry. In order to prevent the young lady from transferring her anger to herself, she quickly agreed.

"The man just now was probably impotent or gay, otherwise how could he resist the young lady's charm."

The young lady rolled her eyes at Xiao He and said.

"Don't talk nonsense. The man either has a rare magical weapon to resist mental attacks, or he has practiced a method to strengthen the soul or stabilize the sea of ​​consciousness."

Xiao He's eyes lit up when he heard this.

A magical weapon to resist mental attacks! Or a method to cultivate the soul!

These two things are rare and precious in the world of cultivation.

Xiao He made a gesture of wiping his neck, lowered his voice and said, "Young lady, do we want it?"

Song Wen's strength was only the third level of Qi training, and it was easy for him to kill the opponent, which made Xiao He greedy.

The young lady shook her head and said, "It is forbidden to fight in the market, and he has a strong aura of corpse evil. He should be a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect. Once he leaves the market, he will go directly back to the sect. We have no chance to fight."

After a short silence, the young lady seemed to remember something and said to Xiao He.

"By the way, you haven't explained clearly why you sent me voice messages again and again just now?"

When Song Wen was in the store just now, Xiao He sent her voice messages many times, but every time Xiao He just started to send voice messages, she was forcibly blocked by the young lady.

Xiao He said, "Miss, I just wanted to tell you that you sold the ghost head shield too cheaply. The cost of the ghost head shield is 200 spirit stones, and its price is 400 spirit stones."

"Ah! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The young lady hurriedly ran out of the store and looked around, trying to find Song Wen.

However, where could he find Song Wen? He had disappeared long ago.

"It's over. This order is a loss again." The young lady whispered in self-pity.

"Miss, why don't we go to another place to practice the art of charm? If we continue like this, we will lose everything."

It turned out that the two were just employees of this store, responsible for selling magic tools.

I thought that with the lady's charm, those male monks would be infatuated and willing to pay a high price to buy the magic tools. I could also practice the art of charm, which was killing two birds with one stone.

As a result, the lady seemed to have a bad memory. She always remembered the wrong price of the magic tools, and sold them at a low price.

It's only been three days, and the two have lost hundreds of spirit stones.

"Where else can I practice the art of charm?" the lady asked.

"A brothel!"

The lady frowned slightly, as if thinking, "A brothel? But I'm not ready yet."

"Hey! Miss, women will be suppressed by men sooner or later. What's the difference between being suppressed by one person and being suppressed by ten thousand people?"

...

Song Wen walked into a monk restaurant, removed his disguise in the back hall of the restaurant, drank two cups of spirit wine in the store, and made sure that no one was following him before he walked out of the restaurant.

Next, Song Wen wandered around the stalls.

Although most of the things on the stalls were of poor quality, he occasionally saw some strange things.

He had to prepare more means when he went out to perform the sect's mission this time.

After a round, Song Wen found that he had thought too much.

There were indeed rare things on the stalls occasionally, but the probability of him encountering them by chance was too low.

"Senior Brother Xu, do you have anything that is so powerful here?"

There was nothing he wanted on the stalls, but Song Wen saw a familiar stall owner, so he simply asked directly.

This Senior Brother Xu was an outer disciple in the late stage of Qi training. He had been hanging out with casual cultivators for many years and had a wide range of experience, which was far beyond the reach of Song Wen, a disciple who had lived in the sect for many years.

Song Wen had bought corpse evil spirits from him several times, and gradually the two of them became acquaintances.

Senior Brother Xu looked up at Song Wen and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's Junior Brother Ji Yin, what do you mean by powerful?"

"At least something that can threaten cultivators in the late stage of Qi training or even the peak of Qi training." Song Wen said.

"I do have something here that meets Junior Brother's requirements, but..."

Senior Brother Xu's words were a bit ambiguous, and he continued after a long pause.

"You should take a look for yourself."