Chapter 294 Extremely Yin, a Dead Man! (Two in One)

"Qian Kun bag! Good stuff!" Song Changming's eyes lit up and he became excited.

"Could it be the kind of strange thing that contains a cave!" Song Ping'an had also heard of it and couldn't help but say.

"Yeah." Song Changming had seen this kind of Qian Kun bag before.

His superior in the army, Xing Tiexin, had one.

Among the deputy generals, Zhao Linxin and Tang Qicheng, who were born in aristocratic families, seemed to have one each.

It looks like a small brocade bag, but it contains a cave, which is equivalent to carrying a space that is almost vacuum, often used for storage.

It is extremely difficult for flesh and blood to be corrupted in it, which is very magical.

In addition, it is said that this kind of Qian Kun bag is a fifth-level talisman, with the fifth-level rune "Qian Kun" as the core, and it is extremely difficult to engrave. Only a very small number of people who are proficient in the way of talismans can make it.

And this kind of Qian Kun bag is basically not available on the market, because this kind of high-level talisman often requires connections.

You need to bring the materials to find the master of Fu Dao to customize it, otherwise few Fu Dao masters will take the trouble to make such difficult Fu tools for sale.

Compared with Song Changming's novelty, the children of the aristocratic families and the dignitaries showed little interest in this Qiankun bag.

Not to mention that most of them already have it, if they want, they can also find the master of Fu Dao to customize such Fu tools through family relationships, which is not difficult for them.

Compared with these functional high-level Fu tools, they are often more interested in those extraordinary treasures with greater artistic value and collection value.

"The starting price of this Qiankun bag is one hundred medium-grade spirit crystals." The host quoted.

"Hiss, so expensive!" Song Ping'an took a breath of cold air when he heard it.

The people below all looked normal and did not react much to the starting price.

"This Qiankun bag is expensive because of the fifth-level rune 'Qiankun' on it. After all, there are very few rune masters who can engrave the fifth-level rune. In addition, the materials required for its production are also quite rare and precious, and the production cost is not low.

The market price of Qiankun bags is basically open and transparent nowadays. I think the final auction price is much higher than this price." Song Changming shook his head and said.

"Young Master wants it?" Song Ping'an heard that Song Changming was interested and asked.

"Yeah." Song Changming leaned on the bench and took a sip of tea.

The Qiankun bag is quite convenient. Wearing one on your body will also facilitate storage when you go out in the future, and you can travel easily anytime and anywhere.

If he had such a Qiankun bag on his body when he got the spiritual crystal before, he would not have to hide it carefully in the wild. He could just put it directly into this Qiankun bag.

"One hundred middle-grade spirit crystals, I want them."

"I'll offer one hundred and five middle-grade spirit crystals."

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As the bidding began, there were a few calls in the venue, which were not as intense as when they saw the hot items before.

The young masters basically did not participate in this round. Most of them drank wine and tea, talked and laughed, waiting for this round of bidding to end.

However, although there were not many people participating in the bidding, the price of this storage bag was gradually raised to one hundred and sixty middle-grade spirit crystals.

"One hundred and eighty."

Suddenly, a bidding sound raised the number of middle-grade spirit crystals by twenty, causing some ripples, and soon there were no other calls in the venue.

In the end, this Qiankun bag was sold at a price of one hundred and eighty middle-grade spirit crystals.

"Young master, is this price too expensive?" Song Ping'an said in a low voice after calling the price. Seeing that no one was willing to follow up.

"It's a little overpriced, but it's normal to have a few points overpriced at this auction." Song Changming said.

He thought he was going for more than 200 middle-grade spirit crystals, but he was quite satisfied that he could bid for a Qiankun bag with 180 middle-grade spirit crystals.

"Go." Song Changming handed a purse to Song Ping'an.

"Okay." Song Ping'an understood, and did not ask where the precious spirit crystals came from.

In a short while, he took the Qiankun bag back.

Song Changming took it in his hand and looked at it. The Qiankun bag was black and yellow, only slightly larger than the palm, and looked like an ordinary little cloth bag.

But when he touched the little cloth bag with his mental power, the strangeness emerged.

His perception extended into the cloth bag and detected the cave in the bag.

It was a white space that was not very large, like a large room of about 20 to 30 square meters and 5 meters high.

There were some runes around the room, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, emitting a faint light, and from time to time they would move and turn, leaving traces, which was mysterious.

Song Changming casually tried to put the teacup into the bag.

However, when the teacup reached the mouth of the bag, the small space suddenly twisted and the teacup disappeared.

When Song Changming checked, there was already another teacup in the bag, floating in the white space.

Then he thought and used his mental power to try to grab it.

The next moment, the hand he put on the mouth of the bag returned, intact, without any change.

"Knife." Song Changming took his long knife and put it into the Qiankun bag with the same ease, and the bag did not become heavier at all.

"Sir, this thing is really magical." Song Ping'an murmured.

"Only in Guyuan Country can there be such an unimaginable wonder, which is unheard of in Dalai."

Song Changming nodded, and he was also quite satisfied with the function of this Qiankun bag.

If these inventions are compared to the progress of science and technology, the human race in Guyuan Country is far ahead of Dalai Country.

Of course, this is also the limitation of the innate environmental differences, which destined that Dalai could not develop as brilliant as Guyuan Kingdom.

The auction of the Qiankun bag was just a small episode for the entire Jinyuhui, and the bidding continued afterwards.

Song Changming also saw a few items that he was slightly interested in, but he did not bid again.

On the one hand, the origin of this spiritual crystal was unknown, and he did not want to use it too high-profile to avoid being targeted by those who were interested.

On the other hand, he still needed to use this spiritual crystal for daily practice, so he still needed to be careful.

I don’t know when I will have such a chance to get rich next time.

Until late at night, the Jinyuhui ended and everyone dispersed.

"General Song, did you get anything tonight?" Before leaving, Shi Dongsheng asked Song Changming again.

"Most of the time, I just watch the fun." Song Changming said casually.

Shi Dongsheng smiled and continued, "Before the Jinyu Club is held in the future, I will send someone to send you an invitation. Whether you come or not depends on your mood."

"Thank you very much." Song Changming nodded.

Watching Song Changming get on the carriage and leave, a servant following Shi Dongsheng asked in confusion.

"Master, this man is just a deputy general, why do you need to try so hard to win him over and show your goodwill."

"Then I am only a centurion, even worse than his deputy general." Shi Dongsheng glanced at him and said.

"Well, Master is the direct descendant of the Shi family. This time he is just training in the army. How can he compare with him." The servant hurriedly said.

"Not to mention that the Shi family is not the top family now, it can only be regarded as a first-class family. General Song is only a deputy general today. When he takes off in the future, my Shi family will have to make friends with him." Shi Dongsheng shook his head.

"Nowadays, making a good relationship will only bring benefits, not harm."

"Young master is right." The servant said respectfully with his eyebrows lowered.

He also understood his young master's intention to some extent. Ordinary deputy generals in the army really did not attract the attention of the Shi family.

His young master saw the development potential of this man beyond the deputy general.

And in fact, this is true.

As the person in charge of the new recruit camp that period, Shi Dongsheng knew Song Changming's extraordinaryness better than outsiders, and believed that Song Changming, like him, would be promoted sooner or later!

The next day.

Song Changming put on a set of armor and went to the garrison barracks to monitor the discipline of the soldiers on a daily basis and see if the training atmosphere was lazy.

He should knock and reward when necessary.

This is also one of his jobs as Xing Tiexin's deputy general.

As a general, his duties are not only about fighting and killing, but some daily work actually occupies most of his time.

After walking around, Song Changming carried a pot of glass wine and went to the office courtyard where Fu Yuan was.

"Brother Song, please sit down." Fu Yuan was not surprised to see Song Changming carrying wine. He greeted him and went to get two wine bowls.

During the days in the station, the two often drank and talked like this, and this was not the first time.

"Good wine! It must be the top-grade Liuli wine from Liuli Hall!" Fu Yuan put down the wine bowl and laughed happily.

"The wine in this city really can't be hidden from Brother Fu." Song Changming nodded.

After chatting and laughing for a few words, Fu Yuan took out a long box and opened it.

"It's all here."

There were several rows of reddish-brown pills neatly arranged in the long box, adding up to hundreds of them, and each one was as big as a pigeon egg.

What I smelled from it was not the fragrance of pills, but a strong blood, which was not very pleasant.

In fact, these were not pills, but meatballs made by special methods!

The raw materials were the blood and flesh of many monsters killed by Song Changming, and the blood essence was extracted and refined.

Swallowing these meatballs is equivalent to swallowing the blood essence of those monsters, which is just right for Song Changming's body refining.

Compared with cooking monster meat for consumption, the meat pills refined in this way are obviously more efficient and convenient to eat, and to a certain extent, they also reduce the loss of blood and qi in the blood and flesh materials.

Therefore, now Song Changming uses his position to basically hand over all the monsters he kills to the army for processing, and obtains these meat pills.

And because Fu Yuan has been responsible for some of the logistics work of their troops, this matter was also helped by him to take care of it, so this matter worked.

For this matter, Song Changming thanked Fu Yuan a lot.

"Brother Fu still knows me." Song Changming took the long box and smiled.

The inventory at home has been eaten up, and I came here today to take this meat pill to make up for it.

Drinking is secondary.

Afterwards, the two talked about their recent situation while drinking.

Mentioning the achievements of guarding the mine for a year, mentioning the Jinyu meeting last night, and mentioning family

"Brother Fu, how much do you know about the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

"The Corpse Refining Sect of the 36 Caves in Southern Xinjiang?" Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and sipped the wine, and asked back.

"That's right."

Fu Yuan thought for a while and said.

"I have had some contact with this sect in the past. This sect is good at refining corpse puppets and often makes trouble. It can be regarded as an evil sect. There are only a few people who take the overall situation into consideration."

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, obviously not very approving of this human sect.

"Speaking of which, when we fought with the spider demon that day, there were also people from this Corpse Refining Sect who were causing trouble..."

Song Changming led the topic to the Corpse Refining Sect, and after drinking a glass of wine, he suddenly said.

"Brother Fu, do you think these corpse puppets have self?"

Fu Yuan paused and nodded.

"Yes."

"I once killed a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect. His corpse puppet recovered his memories for a moment and regained consciousness. He thanked me for helping him get rid of his life..."

Fu Yuan seemed to recall the scene at that time and sighed.

"Since it has a self, is this corpse puppet a dead thing or a living person?" Song Changming continued to explore.

Fu Yuan instinctively wanted to say dead things, but then he thought about it and felt that he couldn't answer.

After a moment of silence, he only said: "It should be dead."

"Dead, I don't know if it can be resurrected..." Song Changming murmured.

Fu Yuan looked at Song Changming and vaguely sensed some obsession in Song Changming's words.

Suddenly, he guessed and asked hesitantly: "Brother Song, do you have relatives or friends who have been killed by the Corpse Refining Sect?"

Song Changming didn't say it clearly, but just nodded.

"I have never heard of a corpse puppet that can be resurrected." Fu Yuan said with an apologetic look on his face.

"It doesn't matter, I just mentioned it casually." Song Changming shook his head.

After they finished drinking the wine, Song Changming stood up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Fu Yuan seemed to think of something and suddenly called Song Changming.

"I have heard some rumors in my early years that a dead person suddenly came back to life, crawled out of the coffin and turned into a zombie.

And I have also heard about the deeds of zombies practicing in ancient books. I don't know if this counts as coming back to life."

Song Changming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Thank you."

In the evening, the moon was high.

On the table by the window in the study, Song Changming's eyes fell on the iron box beside the table.

The lid of the iron box was open, and Xiao Jin was standing there upright, bathing in the silver glow of the moonlight, with many fine whiskers floating in the air, pulling the moonlight energy from the sky into its body.

"Do you know zombies?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

This mountain ginseng has been buried deep underground for more than 5,000 years and knows many strange things in the world.

If Song Changming wants to know some secrets of the world, perhaps the most reliable way is to ask this mountain ginseng spirit.

Xiao Jin's fine whiskers fluttering comfortably suddenly stopped. It was a little unhappy to be interrupted from the moonlight bath, but it didn't dare to show it.

He exhaled a breath of spiritual mist and touched the handwriting.

"Some people with extremely yin constitutions may become zombies after death."

"Extremely yin constitution?" Song Changming frowned.

"The conditions for becoming a zombie are very harsh. Extremely yin constitution is only one of them. It is also necessary to be in an extremely yin place before the body decays to absorb enough yin energy. In addition, the deceased must have a strong obsession before death to become a zombie."

This time, Xiao Jin wrote a few long lines, describing in great detail the many necessary conditions for becoming a zombie.

I have to say that this little thing really knows a lot.

Especially this kind of strange things that are already buried deep underground