Chapter 508 Peddler Enters

Walking down the mountain along the muddy and stone-filled road in Xiaohe Village, Wang Zhifan turned his head from time to time to observe, trying to find a house that looked like a store.

He remembered that Xiaoqiang had said on the way here that there were people selling things in this village, and all the things they sold were good things that could deal with ghosts, so he wanted to make a purchase before entering the Land of Dead Souls, at least to make up for the missing incense.

However, the houses that came into his sight at this time were all ordinary and dilapidated residential houses, and none of the villagers who appeared in his field of vision seemed to be planning to do business. Almost every villager had the kind of resistance and hostility he had seen when he went up the mountain, which made him suspicious.

"I thought I missed it when I came here, and there was indeed no store... Could it be that the store was Xiaoqiang's grandmother's house? But it was just an ordinary thatched house..."

Just as Wang Zhifan stopped to think about whether to go down the mountain directly, a figure carrying a load slowly appeared at the corner of the curved road leading down the mountain beside him.

Wang Zhifan's perception was so sharp that he immediately turned his head to look at the figure coming up the mountain, and immediately found that the person he was looking for should have appeared.

He saw an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, wearing black cloth clothes and straw sandals. The old man's hair was gray, but his body seemed to be relatively strong. He carried two large baskets on his shoulders and a medium-sized cargo box on his back. He was still walking briskly up the mountain with so much weight. At first glance, he was an experienced peddler.

Wang Zhifan was ready to wait for the old man to come up to the village entrance, and then go up to ask him what he had to sell.

Unexpectedly, the old man who was picking goods was faster than him. He shouted to him more than ten meters away from the village entrance:

"Young man! I see you are going to that place to make a living!

I have everything here, such as talisman paper, glutinous rice, donkey hoof, black dog blood, Buddhist beads, wooden swords, and jade pendants!

Do you want to buy some? There will be no such shop after this village!"

The old man's voice was quite loud, full of energy and spirit. Not only Wang Zhifan, who was closest to him, was heard by thunder, but also the players who were a distance away on the road behind him turned their heads to look at the village entrance.

"Old man, I want to buy some incense."

Wang Zhifan saw this and went straight forward and said to the old peddler who quickened his pace and came to the village entrance to put down his goods.

"Incense is available! Thirty sticks in a bunch for a dollar! It can be sold individually!"

The old peddler was very enthusiastic when he saw the customer coming. He bent down to take out a bunch of incense from the basket and explained the price to Wang Zhifan in a loud voice.

Wang Zhifan immediately saw a message of an item in front of him:

[A bundle of incense (excellent)]

[Don’t look at this bundle of incense as ordinary, in fact, it is made by a master craftsman with excellent results. It can be used to worship gods and to commemorate the dead. Maybe it can help you at some point. ]

“I don’t have any silver dollars, can I use gold or silver instead?”

After quickly scanning the text in front of him, Wang Zhifan responded. He obviously didn’t have any so-called silver dollars in his hand, and he didn’t even know what the silver dollars in this world looked like.

“Yes, but young man, you know that it’s not easy to get goods from our place. If you don’t pay for silver dollars, the price will have to go up a bit.”

After hearing this, the old peddler looked up and down at Wang Zhifan’s body, frowning slightly, as if he was a little puzzled as to how this young man in front of him, who looked so handsome, didn’t even have a silver dollar on him.

“Okay, this silver coin is enough, right?”

Wang Zhifan then reached out and handed the old peddler a silver ingot from the world of Fengxue Tower, which made the peddler’s eyes light up immediately.

"What a beautiful silver! Which dynasty is it from? How come I can't tell at all?"

The old peddler tossed the silver ingot in his hand to confirm the weight, while carefully observing its appearance and details, trying to determine its quality and origin.

"I don't know, but this silver is definitely genuine."

Wang Zhifan replied, and reached out to pick up the bundle of incense that the old peddler had just taken out, while observing other things exposed in his goods frame.

There were a lot of miscellaneous items in the two baskets. At a glance, you can find candles, talisman paper, shovels, red ropes, jars, wooden swords, etc. The professionalism is quite obvious, and paragraphs of text descriptions also appeared in front of Wang Zhifan one after another.

[Candle (excellent)]

[This is a high-quality candle. It would be a waste if it is only used for lighting. It is more suitable for detecting whether there are ghosts around.

When ghosts and evil things approach, its candle flame will change color. If it turns green, it means that it is an evil spirit, and if it turns red, it is a fierce corpse. ]

[Yellow Talisman Paper (Excellent)]

[Standard material for making paper talismans, which contains some mysterious power and can temporarily resist some ghosts at certain times. ]

[Glutinous Rice (Excellent)]

[Ordinary zombies hate this kind of thing. You can use it to drive away zombies. If you are unfortunately bitten by a zombie, you can also try to apply some on the wound to remove the poison. ]

[Black Donkey Hoof (Excellent)]

[A treasure for dealing with zombies. As long as it is not the zombie king, it will be more or less afraid of it. Hitting ordinary zombies directly with it may even cause killing. ]

[Luoyang Shovel (Excellent)]

[How can you go to tomb robbing without a good shovel? This shovel definitely meets the needs of most tomb robbers, but please note that it is only a tool and not suitable as a weapon. ]

[Red Rope (Excellent)]

[Special red rope commonly used by ghost hunters. It can be used to tie up weak ghosts, but it will definitely not last more than two seconds when facing powerful ghosts. ]

[Urine Pot (Excellent)]

[This jar is filled with boy's urine. It is quite effective in expelling ordinary ghosts, but powerful ghosts will be angered. ]

[Ghost Jar (Rare)]

[You read it right. There is a ghost in this jar. Although this ghost has been initially tamed and can fight for you, it is recommended to let someone with Taoism drive it, otherwise it is easy to be attacked by the ghost in the jar. ]

[Bloodwood Sword (Rare)]

[Made of hundred-year-old peach wood and the blood of healthy adult roosters that hatched at the time of extreme yang, it has a great restraining effect on various ghosts.

The only thing to note is that it is not very strong. Once it is damaged during use, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced or even scrapped. 】

…    “Even rare items are sold directly in baskets. This peddler is not simple… I wonder what is in the cargo box behind him. Could it be excellent?”

After scanning the item descriptions in front of him, Wang Zhifan realized that this old peddler was the NPC merchant mentioned in the dungeon opening information, the kind that can bring direct benefits to players, so he said to the peddler who had not yet finished thinking about the silver ingot in his hand:

“Old man, your bundle of incense is definitely not worth the silver ingot I gave you. I want to buy some more things. Take out all the goods for me to see. . ”

The old peddler still kept his eyes on the silver ingot in his hand, and replied casually:

"The goods are all in the basket, you can choose them yourself."

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan had to say clearly:

"Don't you have a box behind you? Aren't you selling the things inside?"

The peddler shook his head immediately and replied:

"That's where I put food, and some things customized by customers, but the things have been sent out."

"Okay, then I'll take six more candles and a wooden sword."

Wang Zhifan immediately stated his choice to test the peddler's reaction.

As a result, the old peddler, as he had guessed, immediately shifted his eyes from the silver ingot in his hand to him, frowned and said seriously:

"Young man, don't be too greedy, although the silver ingot you gave is not bad, it is not enough to buy a bloodwood sword, let alone other things."

"If it's not enough, I'll add another one, is that okay?"

Wang Zhifan began to negotiate the price with him.

After a while, Wang Zhifan exchanged a bundle of incense, four candles and a bloodwood sword from the old peddler at the cost of two silver ingots.

He chose these things not because he needed them to play the dungeon, but to meet the needs of the shaman dance, so that he could look normal when dancing.

After all, with his strength and equipment, rare things really don't matter to him. He doesn't think that his legends and epics are not as good as these miscellaneous things.

When Wang Zhifan walked down the mountain with the things, the players behind him also gathered around him one after another.

These players obviously would not miss the opportunity to buy targeted props, and they all bought candles, glutinous rice, black donkey hooves, red ropes, bloodwood swords and other items, which caused a little dispute, but these had nothing to do with Wang Zhifan.

On the way down the mountain, Wang Zhifan put the incense, candles and wooden swords he bought into the space ring, and then summoned the red deer horse, riding the red deer horse straight to the mountain pass pointed out by Xiaoqiang before.

He rode his horse over the mountains and hills. The first half of the journey was relatively normal, but the closer he got to the mountain pass, the stronger the ominous smell in the air became. Even the red deer horse under his crotch showed anxiety, and seemed a little unwilling to rush to the direction he pointed out.

"The red deer has been in and out of the battlefield with me. It is not as timid as ordinary horses. It shows emotions, which shows that the dead soul land is indeed evil."

After realizing that the red deer horse was warning, Wang Zhifan decisively got off the horse and let the red deer return to its secret place of survival in a safe area. Anyway, he had already arrived near the mountain pass leading to the dead soul land.

Looking at the mountain pass in the dark mountains ahead, Wang Zhifan could not see much abnormality at first glance, but at second glance he found that the mountain pass did not seem to be a dead thing. After a few more glances, he vaguely felt that the mountain pass was a dark big mouth, waiting for the food outside to enter it actively.

If you look inside the mountain pass, you will find that the air inside is constantly rolling and flowing with an inexplicable dark feeling, causing the large area of ​​wasteland inside to seem to shake as a whole.

"Such a strong evil spirit, it has become a substantial airflow."

This kind of scene can be said to be something that ordinary people can detect is very wrong, but Wang Zhifan can't stop there. He passed through the mountain pass that was at least 100 meters wide without hesitation and stepped into the range of the dead soul land.

After entering, his first feeling was that the air in this place was the same as what he saw outside the mountain pass, with a special dark feeling. It was not the usual completely transparent state, but it was not the kind of feeling filled with fog. It was very strange.

Because of the flow of air or evil spirit, a dark wind with no fixed direction blew in his ears, accompanied by a strange wind sound that made people uncomfortable, forming an atmosphere that only exists in supernatural movies, even though it was still daytime.

What's even more bizarre is that this weird atmosphere is not just superficial. Wang Zhifan soon discovered that a dozen evil auras quickly appeared around him. Each evil aura was paying attention to him who had just entered, emitting cold malice.

For example, a figure of a woman with long hair and white clothes suddenly appeared a few hundred meters in front of him. Her eyes were pale and her face was rotten. She looked at him from a distance, and the corners of her mouth with rotten gums began to expand. The figure disappeared and reappeared in an instant, appearing closer to him.

On the side of Wang Zhifan, two black-faced children drilled out of the ground, giggling while taking off each other's heads and playing the game of tossing heads.

On the other side, the originally flat land suddenly bulged, forming the shape of a tomb. The surface of the tomb then cracked, revealing a section of dark red coffin, which slowly slid towards the direction where Wang Zhifan was.

Other farther directions were not willing to be calm either. Various demons and monsters showed their tracks and gradually surrounded the place where Wang Zhifan was standing.

However, Wang Zhifan, who had endured all the evil pressure, immediately raised the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Hehe... a bunch of little ghosts, dare to set up a battle array in front of me? Kill them!"

He suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, and the jade-like Qingdi Sword in his hand slashed in an arc, and a huge arc of brilliant sword light burst out, instantly smashing the female ghost in front of him and the coffin on the side.

The female ghost in white disappeared without a trace without making a sound, as if she was turned to ashes. The coffin was even more ridiculous, leaving half of the broken coffin on the ground, and the other half retreated into the ground like fleeing and never dared to appear again.

The other ghosts around disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that they were scared away by the power of Wang Zhifan's sword just now, and gave up the drama of surrounding and intimidating.

"Those two ghosts were not killed by me in an instant... Although I just casually shot a sword light, it was good that they could barely take it."

The enemies who encountered for the first time all ran away in the blink of an eye, but Wang Zhifan did not look down on them.

The reason was that their performance exceeded his prediction. Not only did they not die, but they also knew how to advance and retreat and had basic wisdom.

These ghosts were undoubtedly the scraps of the dead soul land. It was nothing to scare them away, and killing them all would not bring much benefit. Wang Zhifan ignored them and went straight to the depths of the dead soul land.

After he walked for a while, he found that the sky began to darken rapidly. It turned out that night was coming, which also meant that the risk factor of this place would increase further.

"I heard from Xiaoqiang's grandmother that it is safest to be in the ruined temple at night... Let's look for it."

He then consciously looked for a safe area to lay a good foundation for the next month. (End of this chapter)