The black market is often the darkest place in a town, where almost all the people wandering in the shadows gather.

There is no nobility, no justice, only chaos and violence.

Compared to other neighborhoods, the buildings here look much older and grayer.

Tong Nuonuo was not surprised. This place was considered pretty good. You know, when he first came into contact with Tang Ru in the black market, all the people coming in and out were shanty dwellers.

Intentionally lowering his voice, he used common code words and gestures to get the information he wanted from the man who was hiding under the eaves and looked very down and out. Tong Nuonuo casually threw him a few spirit coins.

These spirit coins are specially exchanged at the inn when you come out. In addition to being careful not to show off your wealth, you must also be especially careful not to spend new money or money with special marks.

Who knows if this will become a fatal flaw at the critical moment.

Tong Nuonuo kept repeating the address he had just asked for in his mind, his eyes fixed on the street numbers on both sides. Finally, he did not miss it this time and found the place smoothly.

The two rickety wooden doors were open, and the room was dim. As soon as Tong Nuonuo came in, he noticed that the antique shelf on the wall was filled with things, including brand new magic tools that shone brightly, and bones that were hard to tell what they were. There were so many things and so many kinds of things that at first glance it looked like a grocery store with no order in the furnishings.

The boss, who was lazily lying on the recliner, asked without even raising his eyelids: "What do you want? I have everything here, whether it's new or old, good or bad. As long as you are interested, we can trade."

Tong Nuonuo was very nervous, and her vocal cords were tight, causing her voice to be a little hoarse. "I want hard stuff, do you have any?"

The boss lying on the recliner perked up after hearing this. He sat up and looked Tong Nuonuo up and down. Apart from the youthfulness that could not be concealed in his voice, he did not find anything unusual about Tong Nuonuo.

"It's a rare opportunity to get a big business." The boss said with interest, "Tell me what kind of hard goods you want."

In the jargon of the black market, hard goods usually refer to human traffickers, and those who have achieved spiritual accomplishment.

The brokers don't care what these people want the hard goods for, whether it's kidnapping or personal revenge, or even reselling it to evil cultivators, they only care about how much money the client can pay. Of course, this leads to brokers having many enemies, and they have to hide their identities to prevent the relatives and friends of the victims from seeking revenge.

The grocery store owner was not a real broker, he was just a messenger. This was even better for Tong Nuonuo, as such people were often well-informed and worked part-time as intelligence dealers.

"A female cultivator in the foundation-building stage." Tong Nonuo said, "A person with a wood-type spiritual root talent, a short person is best."

"If you specify a short person, you will have to pay extra. The range is too narrow." The boss asked the price seriously.

"As long as I can find what I want, paying more is not a problem!" he said firmly.

——I like this kind of sucker the most. The boss was in a good mood, "Great! Really! Pay half of the deposit first, this is the rule, you know?" Tong Nuonuo said he understood, and the boss said with satisfaction: "The deposit is four hundred spirit beads."

Tong Nuonuo counted out four hundred spirit beads from her purse and gave them to the boss, who did not mind the trouble and checked them one by one.

He had to be careful, because counterfeit money had a market no matter which world it was in.

The surface of a stone is coated with spirit stone powder, or the middle is simply hollowed out, or it is half stone and half spirit bead... In short, there are various means of counterfeiting, and one can fall into the trap if one is not careful.

It would take quite a while to go through the four hundred spirit beads one by one.

In order to avoid the awkward situation where no one spoke, the boss casually started a conversation: "Wood-type immortal cultivators are really in high demand these days. Fortunately, you found me. If you had found someone else, you might not have been able to get the hard stuff you wanted."

After searching for a long time, it finally came to you without any effort. This is exactly the clue that Tong Nuonuo wanted to find out!

He could no longer control himself, and excitedly took a step forward, approached the boss, and asked, "Who is also searching for a cultivator with wood spiritual roots?!"

His expression was too obvious. The boss paused while counting the spirit beads. He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and narrowed his eyes: "Why? Are you interested in this?"

It seems that he is more than just interested.

Tong Nuonuo was too lazy to waste time dealing with him, so she simply took out a spiritual stone from her pocket and stuffed it into the other person's hand. "As long as you tell me who that person is, this spiritual stone will be yours!"

In addition to being a go-between, the boss who was actually selling information immediately weighed the spirit stones in his hand and didn't even bother to count the spirit beads.

These were genuine spiritual stones of very good quality, equivalent to his entire month’s harvest!

The boss grinned with joy, and only after Tong Nuonuo urged him did he restrain the somewhat inappropriate expression on his face.

He said seriously, "Originally, I should abide by the rules of the industry and not disclose the client's information to anyone." Then his expression changed, and he twisted his eyebrows and winked at Tong Nuonuo, "But since this person only got information from me and didn't make a deal in the end, it doesn't count as complying with this rule. Boy, you're lucky!"

Tong Nuonuo mentioned the tension in her heart, and she relaxed a little after hearing that.

He pretended to be calm, but he was disdainful in his heart. It was all because of that spiritual stone. These people in the black market were the most unscrupulous and the most untrustworthy!

The boss gave him a description of the man.

People who come to the black market rarely reveal their appearance, and this man is no exception. The boss doesn't know what he looks like, but he mentioned that he is tall and strong.

Just this little bit of content was not enough to satisfy Tong Nuonuo.

Fortunately, the boss did not let him waste the spirit stone. He mentioned that in recent times, he was seen going in and out of a place nicknamed the Black Prison several times.

If Tong Nuonuo is lucky enough, she might be able to meet that man in the black prison.

Tong Nuonuo asked again what the black prison was, and the boss told him truthfully.

It was a tavern where black market people went to drink and gamble, and was often visited by killers and bodyguards doing illegal work.

Such a place doesn't sound like a good place, and for the inexperienced Tong Nuonuo, it is as dangerous as a dragon pond or a tiger cave.

However, for his good friend, he took the risk.

Originally, he wanted to get some news and then go back to the inn, but now it seems that he might miss the man, so the best way is to wait outside the prison.

When he came out, he left a note in case Chen Xiao and the others found him missing when they returned. Now he just hoped that Chen Xiao could have some confidence in him and not use a needle to find him.

Tong Nuonuo was just thinking about it when he heard the boss suddenly say, "Your purpose in coming to the black market is not hard goods, but to find someone, right?"

His attitude just now was so anxious that he no longer had the confidence that he could keep it secret until the end, so he was not surprised or panicked when the boss saw through it.

He said calmly, "Not bad."

The boss narrowed his eyes and said cunningly, "Unfortunately, if the deal is cancelled because of you, the deposit will not be refunded. This is the rule, don't you understand?"

The boss said the same words twice, but the meaning was different.

The boss was worried that the business would fail, and his intention to default on the deposit was obvious. Tong Nuonuo said decisively: "I don't intend to cancel the deal. On the contrary, I want to add an additional deposit!"

"Oh?" The boss was surprised.

"I'll add another 100 spirit beads as a deposit. I'll add one condition. You have to help me find a female dwarf cultivator named Tang Ru, who has a single spiritual root talent of wood attribute, dead or alive." He stared at his boss's eyes with a pressing look. "She has been missing for more than two years since she left the vortex portal. As long as you help me find her, I can promise you the opportunity to manufacture a master-level mechanical weapon. You can use it yourself or transfer it to someone else."

Tong Nuonuo was not afraid of his true purpose being known. He patted the mechanism box on his back and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, I will never break my promise."

Although the sound of him hitting the box was a bit muffled, it sounded heavy and deep. Coupled with his suggestive words, the boss couldn't help but swallow.

The gap between trafficking and searching for people is quite large, but the boss didn't even dare to say no. He just laughed dryly and said, "Okay, okay, okay. No problem, no problem!"

Seeing that the boss was intimidated, Tong Nuonuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had no choice but to act in such a high-profile manner and show his identity as a master of mechanisms. You have to know that the spirit stones and spirit beads he just gave out were considered a huge display of wealth. If he didn't want others to have any crooked ideas about him, he had to shock the boss.

The mechanism engineers working in the black market might be despised and ignored, but the master mechanism engineers working in the black market must not be easily offended!

Maintaining his momentum, Tong Nuonuo turned and left.

Only after he had walked a long way did he dare to relax his shoulders. He was so focused on walking with his head held high that when he came to his senses, he realized he had no idea where he was.

Getting lost at this moment is not a bad thing, at least it will shake off any possible sight.

He left the road calmly, threw a few spirit coins and had someone take him to the black jail.

It was not late yet, but the cell was already half full.

A breath mixed with an unknown fragrance hit Tong Nuonuo's nose, causing him to hold his breath quickly and temporarily switch to internal breathing.

Tong Nuonuo didn't dare to stand at the door for too long. After observing for a while, she found an empty table in the corner and sat down.

After a while, the waiter came out, called out a few names, and asked them to order.

The waiter's names were very unique and it was impossible to guess what they were. Tong Nuonuo didn't dare to show his shyness and directly ordered the first and last ones.

The waiter left without saying a word. Tong Nuonuo took the opportunity to look at the people in the tavern with subtle movements.

After he had a quick look, he found several tall and strong men. Based on the characteristics described by the boss, he compared them and found that none of them was the one he was looking for.

Just when he was disappointed, his order was delivered.

The first cup was a drink, and he knew it was alcohol without even tasting it. It tasted very mellow, but the color was a bit strange, it was actually multicolored.

The second thing served was pancakes, not the appetizer as Tong Nuonuo had guessed.

He didn't drink any alcohol, just in case there was something special in it. He only ate breakfast that day, and the pancakes were just right to fill his stomach.

After eating the pancake, he held the glass of wine to pretend. The rest was up to time and luck to see if he would meet the man the boss mentioned.