Spent one day in Wucheng.

Liu Mang, at Zhou Tong's urging, set out for Zhuangzi to the west of the north of the city.

A day of inquiring made him more and more curious about the Zhuangzi mentioned by Zhou Tong.

No matter how I feel, that Zhuangzi reveals a certain evil spirit.

That Zhuangzi's name is Chuzhuang, which is not far from Wucheng, only 40 miles away.

The residents of the village are unknown.

Most of the people in Wucheng are very secretive about Chu Village and do not want to go into details.

Even if there are few people with long tongues, they can only say that the older generation has expressly banned people from Wucheng from going to that Zhuangzi.

As for the information about Chuzhuang, I don’t know much about it at all.

With doubts, Liu Mang soon came to the creek that Zhou Tong mentioned.

The stream is not deep and can be seen with the naked eye.

The width is only two battles, and with Liu Mang's strength, he can cross it in one step.

Standing next to the stream and looking to the right.

About a mile away, you can see the smoke curling up from the kitchen.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Mang's eyes narrowed slightly.

It’s been a long journey.

There are some wild animals in the forest, but they are not too threatening.

Originally, he thought that this creek was a dead end, blocking the communication between Wucheng and Chuzhuang.

But at this moment, this speculation was broken again.

He didn't understand that Chuzhuang clearly had the gold obsidian that Wucheng needed.

But they just don't want to go there in person, so they still have to rely on an outsider like him?

"Forget it, go to Chu Village and have a look, everything will be clear to you!"

Shaking his head, Liu Mang stopped thinking and took steps towards Chuzhuang.

...

High wall gates of different Wucheng cities.

The construction of Chuzhuang is much poorer.

The city wall surrounded by fences and wooden piles will sway with the wind when the wind is strong.

This made Liu Mang seriously doubt whether this kind of protection could withstand the impact of wild beasts.

There are not many households in the village. At a glance, you can see about 3-40 households.

The roads in the village are also mud roads that run through the entire Zhuangzi.

At the door of every house, there are old people squatting at the door, basking in the sun.

There were young children around him, and there was no trace of sadness on his face. Life should be considered leisurely and contented.

Liu Mang clicked his tongue in surprise.

This kind of living condition is not common even in Wucheng.

Although Wucheng is relatively small and not as big as other big cities in Damingfu, its facilities are much more luxurious than Chuzhuang.

This is strange.

Step into Zhuangzi.

Liu Mang's appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone looked at Liu Mang in surprise, feeling strange about such a sudden arrival of a stranger.

"Hunting, are you not a local?"

This is not the case.

When Liu Mang stepped into the village, there was an old man sitting on a tree pillar at the entrance of the village and asked.

He looked at the old man.

Wearing linen clothes, sitting cross-legged, with yellow cloth shoes on his feet sewed and mended, it can be seen that he lived a hard life.

His beard and hair were a little messy, but he was very energetic. He was surrounded by two children with braids.

What was rare was the simple and clean gaze that moved Liu Mang's face.

For no reason, Liu Mang's smile became much purer.

Squatting down and teasing the child next to the old man, Liu Mang responded, "Uncle, can you tell that I'm not a local?"

He knocked the dry tobacco stick in his hand against his feet, and the old man nodded happily.

"That's because locals can't come to Zhuangzi."

Liu Mang's eyes flashed and he asked confusedly, "This is strange, why can't the locals come to our place?"

The old man smiled and shook his head. He did not answer, but asked, "Young man, are you here for the golden obsidian?"

When asked about the purpose of his trip, Liu Mang subconsciously put aside his doubts.

He nodded, it should be.

The old man nodded in understanding and continued to ask, "But the people from Wucheng asked you to come?"

Liu Mang became even more surprised.

This old man, who seemed to have no scheming intentions, seemed to be able to see through himself.

"That's right, uncle, how did you know?"

The uncle still didn't answer, but after pondering for a moment, he sighed and said, "Since Wucheng asked you to come, then I will sell you some gold obsidian at a discount!"

With that said, the old man asked, "How much do you need?"

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Liu Mang answered, "420 pounds."

He didn't forget to make Zhou Tongbo feel sick.

However, Liu Mang's answer surprised the old man.

"so much?!"

Liu Mang didn't know why, so he clicked and asked, "How? Are you okay..."

Although he doesn't know much about forging.

But we also know that if you want to make a good weapon, you need a lot of materials.

Even if the quality of high-end materials is improved and less materials are used, the forging may fail.

Spending more than ten kilograms is not an unacceptable thing.

So these 400 kilograms may seem like a lot, but in fact they can’t make many weapons, right?

However, the old man's following words made Liu Mang's head full of black lines, and he secretly cursed Zhou Tong for being shameless.

"Hunter, have you been deceived? It only takes one gram of obsidian to help the weapon activate the best attributes, and the success rate is 100%! It costs a lot if it's so much."

Even though I know I have been cheated.

But after the contract was signed, Liu Mang could only bite the bullet and anxiously asked the old man about the value of the gold obsidian.

The old man calculated it carefully.

Then he looked at Liu Mang and said in a deep voice, "Well, if Wucheng sends someone here, we usually give a 20% discount, but this time if you want so much, let's give it a 30% discount. Well, then 26,200

Let’s exchange for kilograms of animal meat.”

Animal meat?

Not a gold coin?

Liu Mang was a little wary and asked the old man softly, "Uncle, is the meat you are talking about the meat of a second-level or third-level wild animal?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this. He scratched his head and asked honestly, "I don't understand what you mean about second-level and third-level. What I'm talking about is edible animal meat~"

Liu Mang was shocked and quickly asked for details.

When he was sure that what the other party said was the flesh of ordinary beasts, he was completely shocked.

Not too expensive, but too cheap!

The best attributes are activated, and the success rate is still 100%. The value of golden obsidian is self-evident.

The other party offered a hundred gold per catty, and Liu Mang thought it was a good deal.

Even if the best attribute values ​​are released, they may be high or low, and the randomness is very high.

But how difficult is it to get the best attributes? You can get a glimpse of it by looking at the average level of martial arts players.

However, the old man told himself that the exchange conditions for this divine material were actually just some ordinary animal meat!

Even without discounts, one pound of gold obsidian is only worth 90 pounds of animal meat in Chuzhuang.

This unequal value exchange even made Liu Mang feel that the old man in front of him had deceived him.

"Could it be that the golden obsidian he mentioned is not the golden obsidian mentioned by Zhou Tong?"

Liu Mang, who was frightened in his heart, expressed his thoughts to the old man tactfully.

Until the old man frankly handed a fist-sized gold obsidian to Liu Mang, and Liu Mang inspected it.

Only then did he realize that everything the other party said was true!

Dazedly, he agreed to the old man's request and agreed to finish the transaction in three days.

Liu Mang did not seek cheap opportunities to expand his trading volume.
Chapter completed!