"Mr. Yuan, please wait for a moment. I will discuss this with my brother."
Zhuang Junji hugged Mr. Yuan, and Mr. Yuan quickly returned the greeting.
He has a place in this ghost market, and the best materials used in practice are all available in his shop, which is enough to prove his status.
Such a well-informed person can naturally see that the man in the black robe is still a young man in the world.
Zhuang Junji pulled Lin Ye aside and found a deserted corner to stop.
"Did you know that there are two types of spiritual practice?"
he asked Lin Ye.
Lin Ye asked: "Sir, please give me some advice."
Zhuang Junji said: "This is something that everyone should know, and you also know it, but you ignored it."
He said: "The so-called two types of spiritual practice are actually simple. One is the practice of the rich, and the other is the practice of the poor."
Lin Ye was silent.
Zhuang Junji said: "That piece of heavy iron is worth several million taels, do you find it incredible?"
Lin Ye nodded.
Zhuang Junji said: "Heavy iron is one of the best materials for making aircraft. In the entire Yunzhou, there are no more than three places that can sell heavy iron. Two of them don't do takeout at all. Not to mention millions of taels, even if you They won't sell it to you even if it costs tens of millions of taels, unless you have reached a position they recognize."
Zhuang Junji pointed to the distance, the most brilliant place in the underground world.
"Even someone like you who is new to the world of martial arts knows where the ghost market is. A low-ranking charlatan like me can come and go freely here."
He looked into Lin Ye's eyes and asked, "So do you know that there are people who are taller than us in Yunzhou?"
How long has this place been around?
Lin Ye knew it, but did Jin Shengchang, the governor of the house, know about it? Does the original city lord Bu Guxin know? Does King Kitano know?
The big shots know it, but the common people don't, so it's part of the rules.
What are the rules within Dayu?
It's not that Lin Ye doesn't understand, he just forgot that there is only one rule in Dayu, the rule of Emperor Yu.
The governor Jin Shengchang did not dare to touch the ghost market, the city lord Bu Guxin did not dare to touch the ghost market, and even King Beiye pretended to turn a blind eye.
Who else could this ghost market belong to?
Lin Ye stood there seemingly in a daze, but in fact he was thinking a lot.
He had already noticed before that there was a very important person in Yunzhou who was checking and balancing King Kitano.
Bu Guxin was killed by King Beiye. This incident was like a random splash in the river.
King Kitano actually doesn't care too much, and this big shot in the dark certainly doesn't care too much either.
Because it was just Bu Guxin's desire to become Dayu's hero. Maybe he really had the instructions from Emperor Yu, but Emperor Yu would not admit it.
Think about this ghost market again. The ghost market already existed when there was no Kitano King in Yunzhou.
With the character of Emperor Jade, how could Yunzhou, as one of the most important cities in the entire Dayu Dynasty, not have a person in charge?
Mr. Yuan here can buy heavy iron worth millions of taels of silver from any shop without worrying about it being occupied or robbed.
Why is this?
Now that we know that the ghost market was the mine back then, how could the court relax its supervision here?
The ghost market is the imperial court's ghost market and the emperor's ghost market. All the income here belongs to the emperor.
Heavy iron is very, very rare, but not enough to make it worth such a ridiculous amount of money.
Zhuang Junji gently patted Lin Ye on the shoulder: "This is not just the difference between rich and poor. Can you understand the meaning?"
Lin Yeneng.
The price of heavy iron was set by the imperial court, because the imperial court wanted to make it unaffordable for most practitioners.
The Dayu Dynasty has always had strict control over martial arts practitioners, especially the vast majority of ordinary martial arts practitioners who have no connections.
Is this any different from the fact that most children from ordinary families in the Dayu Dynasty cannot afford to study?
The ghost market is said to be a paradise for charlatans, but it is actually another kind of supervision of charlatans by the imperial court.
If Lin Yeru buys heavy iron from Mr. Yuan, even if it is just one tael, then the person arranged by the court will be recorded in the book.
Then someone will investigate who is able to make weapons out of heavy iron.
Is this person qualified to use Shen Tie, and is he loyal to Dayu?
When he thought of this, Lin Ye realized that he couldn't buy this heavy iron.
The big shot who secretly controls the situation is the one who truly understands the world of Yunzhou.
He could sit back and watch Bu Guxin provoke King Beiye and ignore it, but he probably knew better than anyone else what troubles there were in the world of Yunzhou City.
Zhuang Junji said: "If I knew in advance that you were coming here, I would have stopped you. But when you come, all I can do is accompany you."
Lin Ye nodded, leaned over and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Junji smiled and said: "If you are willing, call me Brother Zhuang from now on, which is nicer than Mr. Zhuang."
He stood next to Lin Ye and scanned the huge underground world: "Everything you see is a plaything. Every thing and everyone, including you and me, is a plaything."
Lin Ye understood.
Zhuang Junji asked him: "Do you still need heavy iron?"
Lin Ye said: "I need it, but I can't afford it."
Zhuang Junji said: "You want such a big piece, not to mention you, even Jade Bird House can't afford it."
He said: "Practice is never a person's business. No one helps you and you move forward alone. But as long as you are practicing, it is not your business alone."
Lin Ye hummed, and then breathed heavily.
He didn't want to buy heavy iron anymore, but he had more important things to do in this ghost market.
"Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Junji: "I really don't deserve to be called Brother Zhuang?"
Lin Ye shook his head guiltily, and then said: "Brother Zhuang, I heard that there is a place to sell information here?"
Zhuang Junji nodded: "Yes."
Then he shook his head again: "But I don't want you to go."
He said: "The principle is the same as sinking iron."
Only when Lin Ye came to the ghost market this time did he realize that his understanding of the world and the imperial court was too shallow.
Brother Zhuang said that the truth was the same as Shen Tie's, and Lin Ye understood the meaning.
Selling news?
How could ordinary people know so many secrets about the world?
Only those who control the overall situation will have so much information. If the person and place selling information are not allowed to exist by him, then how can they exist?
The news that can be bought here is all news that can be sold only after being filtered by the invisible person.
Lin Ye wanted to ask where the man named Cui Jinglin was hiding.
Maybe you can buy it, but if you buy it, it will be recorded in the book just like if you buy heavy iron.
The ghost market turns out to be a network.
Lin Ye thought about this, and suddenly thought of another question... Chaoxin Sect ten years ago.
If there is a big shot from the imperial court sitting here in the ghost market, he might even be a member of the royal family.
So of course he knew everything about Chaoxinzong. Bu Guxin tried to frame King Kitano about Chaoxinzong but failed...
It's because this big shot in charge also knows very well that there is no point in using Chao Xinzong to frame King Kitano.
so......
Lin Ye was relieved all of a sudden.
The rebellion against King Kitano seemed to be massive, but in fact the person who wanted to be eliminated was Bu Guxin.
Emperor Jade doesn't like King Kitano, but for some unknown reason, he doesn't like Bu Guxin even more.
Lin Ye let out a long breath again, but there was no clear distinction.
Jianghu is a matter of the imperial court, and imperial affairs are also affairs of the Jianghu. They are all matters of the emperor's family.
Lin Ye suddenly felt that this world was just a canvas.
The landscapes and figures above were all painted by the imperial court. Even allowing you to be in the painting is a gift.
The difference between this character and his appearance is whether you have reached the point where you can attract the attention of the court.
You see, the shop over there sells news. This news is the news of that big shot, and the money for buying the news goes to the court.
You see, the shop over there even clearly marked the price for the killer. Who the killer was and who was killed also had to be recorded in the book.
Lin Ye walked forward subconsciously, and he found that even Kitano King's name was posted on the notice of the shop.
Tuoba Lie's head is worth thirty million taels.
In other words, whoever kills Tuoba Lie can get a huge profit of 30 million from this. It seems so ridiculous.
Jianghu!
Lin Ye turned around: "Let's go."
Zhuang Junji breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that Lin Ye understood, but he was also sorry because he made Lin Ye understand.
The world in young people's minds should be pure, that's because their eyes are still clear.
The seven or eight graceful-looking women in long skirts were still waiting in the distance.
Their target tonight was Lin Ye. Zhuang Junji was by Lin Ye's side and they still came, which meant that the drunkenness from the seventy-two bowls of wine might have woken them up.
When walking out, Lin Ye passed by the seven or eight women, but each of them was looking at Zhuang Junji, seeming to express their attitude and Feiyutang's attitude with their eyes.
People must die.
So Zhuang Junji frowned slightly.
Lin Ye didn't plan to visit the ghost market a second time, even though Shen Tie really moved his heart.
That is really suitable for Xiao Zina, but it cannot be obtained from the ghost market.
When Lin Ye and Zhuang Junji walked some distance away, the seven or eight women followed them again.
Many people glanced at him frequently. Of course they knew the second master of Jade Bird Building, and they also knew the Miao Yin Ba Zhuan of Feiyu Hall.
Mr. Yuan stood at the door of the shop, looked in the direction Lin Ye left, and couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"The world of martial arts does not belong to young people."
He muttered to himself.
It has been many years, and there has never been a scene where Fei Yu Tang wanted to kill someone and Miao Yin Eighth Rotation appeared together.
"When you get out of the door in a moment, walk as fast as you can."
Zhuang Junji whispered beside Lin Ye: "The eight of them are famous for their physical skills. They can be seen but cannot be touched, but as long as you can be faster than them, it will be fine."
Lin Ye nodded: "Okay."
Zhuang Junji coughed a few times. The yin energy in the ghost market seemed to be too strong, making his weak body even more uncomfortable.
There is no daylight here all year round, maybe even real ghosts don't like it.
When you go out, you still have to take the original road. You have to walk up the long sloping stone steps before you can return to another Yunzhou City.
"I hope you don't change."
Zhuang Junji suddenly said something.
Lin Ye said: "Okay."
Zhuang Jun laughed, feeling relieved.
Lin Ye is not a good person in the typical sense. According to the consensus of the public, understanding, forgiveness, and letting go are the good people in the typical sense.
Not Lin Ye. This young man is a bit tough. Either die or do it.
The steps were too long. For Zhuang Junji's body, it was better when going down, but it was a bit difficult to go up.
So he sat on Lingshan Nu's shoulders.
"I heard that people close to you call you Little Leaf?"
Lin Ye nodded: "Yes."
Zhuang Junji: "Little Yezi."
Lin Ye: "Yes."
Zhuang Junji looked up to the heights, and there was already a faint light. That was the gate of the ghost market opening, and they were about to return to the world above the ground.
He said: "Little Ye Zi, you have to run faster when you go out."
This was the second time he said this, and that was because he really felt that Xiao Yezi was a person who could be a brother.
But there are always some acquaintances in this world that we meet too late, and some acquaintances are just one-sided.
The underground door opened, and Lin Ye and Zhuang Jun Ji Lingshan Nu stepped out. It was still dark outside, but it seemed to be much more open-minded than the ghost market.
"run!"
Zhuang Junji shouted.
Lin Ye also responded again: "Okay."
Then he turned around, threw off his cloak, and instantly took off the big umbrella tied to his back. He blocked the ground door with a black umbrella.
Zhuang Junji was startled.
Lin Ye: "I am in the Qiming realm, I probably won't be able to hold on for long."
Zhuang Junji: "You?"
Lin Ye: "I'm not stupid... They're not here to kill me. Brother Zhuang, go and do what you need to do."
He said: "Even if I'm in the Qiming realm... I won't be able to hold on for a while."
Zhuang Junji's expression changed.
Lin Ye: "Lingshan slave!"
Lingshan slave: "Here!"
Lin Ye: "Run!"
Then, Lingshan Slave took long strides, like a flying mountain, rushing towards the night.
