Master Guiyin, I wonder what your relationship is with the Guiyin Sect...
When she passed by Fengchu Mountain, she was a little surprised that there was no one guarding Fengchu Mountain.
Without thinking too much, Feng Jingci led the horse into the city.
The imperial city was still as bustling as before, with hawking sounds everywhere.
Feng Jingci had already put on the red clothes, white horse and silver hair when she walked out of Suixian Manor.
The silver hair, scattered casually without any decoration, had a faint medicinal fragrance.
There was no human skin mask on her exquisite and beautiful face, but a small white jade mask that covered one of her beautiful eyes, but it did not affect her stunning appearance at all.
Feng Jingci led the horse and arrived at the black market first.
When the black market servant saw her, he hurried over to her.
"Sir, you're here! Please come in. The deacon has been waiting for you for a long time! For the past month, the deacon has been talking about you every now and then!"
The servant tactfully welcomed Feng Jingci into the hall and led the white horse away.
A moment later, the deacon hurried in and greeted Feng Jingci with a smile on his face.
"Sir, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a month! By the way, sir, this is the money from the last auction. According to regulations, the black market will withhold two of it.
The rest belongs to you, but we didn't deduct any money from you. We just hope that if you need to auction something again in the future, please come to our black market!"
Feng Jingci calmly put down the teacup in her hand and took the storage bag handed to her by the old man.
The corners of her bright red lips always had a bold and wanton smile: "Of course!"
"Sir, the poison powder you gave me is indeed very powerful! After trying it, it fetched a sky-high price at the auction!"
The old man's eyes were bright and he rubbed his hands as he reported to Feng Jingci.
Feng Jingci chuckled, "Deacon, I have plenty of this poison powder. Since it fetched such a high price at the auction, I'll give you a few more bottles! Last time, there was only one kind, but this time there are more than a dozen. I've already written down the specific effects and antidotes on it."
After she finished speaking, Feng Jingci lightly swept the table, and more than a dozen bottles of different poison powders appeared on the table.
The efficacy and side effects are also recorded in detail.
"Hahaha, great! I'd like to thank you, sir!"
The deacon held the small bottle in his hands as if he had found a treasure, smiling from ear to ear.
Finally, the deacon frowned slightly, glanced at the evil and rogue young man, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Guiyin, I wonder what your relationship is with the "Ghost Sound Sect"..."
Hearing the deacon's question, Feng Jingci's eyes turned cold, and she smiled faintly and reminded him, "Deacon, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. If you know too much, you might end up in danger of death!"
Receiving Feng Jingci's dark and cold gaze, the deacon shuddered and a trace of cold sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.
"Yes, yes, I was rude. Please forgive me, sir!"
Feng Jingci rubbed the storage bag with her slender white fingers for a few times, and without even looking at it, she handed the storage bag back to the deacon.
"Sir, what are you doing..."
Feng Jingci didn't say anything, but took out a few thousand-year-old ginsengs containing spiritual power from her sleeves and placed them on the table.
"Deacon, this is my gift to the black market!"
The deacon was stunned for a moment, deep thought flashing across his eyes.
"Deacon, I understand the rules of the black market. It's not that easy to open your own shop in this black market, but what if you add this?"
Feng Jingci once again took out a night-shining pearl that was glowing with spiritual energy.
"Deacon, this night-shining pearl not only has the effect of calming the mind and helping sleep, but also has the function of regulating the human body's constitution!"
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