Walk around the river and watch and buy at the same time.

He Denglou was also a conscientious follower, and the large and small boxes in his arms were stacked one by one, and the top box gradually exceeded his head.

He looked out through the gap between the stacks of boxes, panting with a white face: "Gong, Gongzi, let's not buy it."

Leng Linjiang glanced at He Denglou with disdain: "What's the matter, you can't hold it?"

"......" He Denglou's hands and arms were already so sore that he was numb, so many things, naturally he couldn't hold it, but he was a martial artist who played with a big knife, but he was just accompanying his own young master Yin to go shopping and get something, and wouldn't he step on the ground with his face when he said a tired word, and he was embarrassed.

He Denglou didn't dare to shout tired, and muttered indignantly: "Other adults rely on their brains to investigate cases, but you are good, adults, you rely on silver to investigate cases."

"What are you talking about?" Leng Linjiang glanced over.

He Denglou shrunk his neck: "No, nothing."

As the night deepened, the excitement of the ghost market did not dissipate, but the crowds gathered more and more.

The sparkling fireflies and candles shine brightly, illuminating this dark and treacherous underground paradise as bright as day.

"Your Excellency." The catcher who was following the master of the Lan Yin Pavilion incense maker quietly walked to Leng Linjiang's side and whispered everything about the places where the woman had been.

Leng Linjiang's face changed slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You haven't come out again since you went in?"

Catch Kuai said in a low voice, "Yes, Beizhi and Wu Qiang watched her go in with their own eyes, and they never came out."

Leng Linjiang stared and said, "Have you gone in and checked?"

Catch quickly shook his head: "Wu Qiang went to knock on the door, there was clearly a voice inside, but no one opened the door, the lowly rank was afraid of startling the grass and the snake, so he didn't force his way in, Wu Qiang was guarding outside, and the lowly post came back first to resume his life."

Leng Linjiang narrowed his eyes, and the thick clouds rolled in his eyes: "The last place she went to was a three-story wooden building?"

"Yes." Catcher nodded heavily.

Leng Linjiang stared: "What's the name of the upstairs, is there a plaque?"

He shook his head, "There is no plaque on the wooden building, and the door is closed." He paused slightly, and pondered for a moment: "But the humble duty smelled the smell of incense powder, and there were two willow trees carved on the door."

"Powder!" Leng Linjiang's heart jumped, Lan Yin flocculent, the so-called flocculent "flocculent" in the flocculent fruit refers to the willow catkins, his eyes narrowed coldly, and said thoughtfully: "Gather people and go see what kind of hell place it is."

In a narrow alley with few people, a dilapidated wooden building looms in the darkness, its outline blurred.

The two lanterns under the eaves of the porch were extinguished, and the deep eyes of two black holes flickered and fluttered in the night wind.

A faint yellow light leaked out of the closed door, like a stream of fireflies, rising and falling between the rulers.

The night breeze blows through, the dilapidated wooden building emits a desolate and desolate creaking sound, and the dead silence inside and outside the building is more and more frequent, which makes people creepy.

From the outside, this wooden building looks dilapidated, but inside it is a spacious hall with carved beams.

The lights fell on the floor paved with golden silk nanmu, and the strange golden light flowed all over the room.

The dome of the hall is extremely high, and the wooden dome is painted with all kinds of flowers and plants, I don't know who is from whom, these flowers and plants are painted vividly, the color is bright and intense, and this quaint wooden building is placed in one place, there is no sense of incongruity at all, but it is quite a bit of beautiful beauty.

Two bamboo windows were opened on the east and west gables, the windows were ajar at this time, the night breeze blew slowly, and the shadow yarn hanging in front of the windows rose and fell, just like the bright sky when the red sun illuminated the brilliant clouds on the horizon.

Under the north wall of the hall, a semicircular platform with two steps high was raised, and the silk yarn slowly opened to both sides, hooked up by carved gold hooks, and hung on both sides of the high platform, revealing the carved head case of golden silk nanmu on the high platform.

At this time, the high platform was empty, and the carved head table was empty.

There were dozens of people sitting in the hall, men and women, old and young, all dressed in brocade clothes, dressed extraordinary, all staring feverishly at the empty warped case.

Seems

There was an innumerable amount of real money on the empty head-to-head case!

"Eh, what do you think will be rare in today's auction?"

"It's hard to say, but the auction is only once every six months, so it won't disappoint."

"That's right, I heard that there was still that thing at the last auction!"

"Shhhhhhhh

As soon as everyone heard this, you look at me, I look at you, and they all closed their mouths in understanding.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and the scorching silence was broken by the not-so-light sound of footsteps.

Everyone's eyes slowly moved to the sound of footsteps, watching a short and fat woman slowly walk to the high platform.

"This is Master Fu of Suguo Building."

"Master Fu, this auction is presided over by Master Fu himself!"

"Master Fu personally came forward, there must be a treasure!"

As soon as the short and fat woman appeared, these people sitting under the high platform suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

Hearing everyone's undisguised exclamations, the woman smiled slightly proudly, and said loudly: "Today's guests are all distinguished guests from Suguo Building, and I think they have all seen the little woman, and they are not talented, tonight's auction will be presided over by the little woman, thank you for enjoying the show."

Although this short and fat woman was not good-looking, her voice was crisp and tactful, like the tinkling of spring water, and it made people feel comfortable to hear.

"Master Fu is gracious!"

"That is, we can all trust Master Fu."

When Fu Yu heard this, her smile added a bit of sincerity, and her originally ordinary appearance was also a little more gentle.

She said with a smile: "Tonight's auction, I think all of you already know about it, the auctions are all treasures that have never been sold publicly in Suguo Building, and the finale is an ancient recipe."

"Ancient recipe, Master Fu, what is it?"

"Yes, ancient recipes are not the same as ancient recipes, some are precious, and some are rotten."

Fu Yu pursed his lips and smiled: "What is the ancient recipe, forgive the little woman for selling it first, but this first lot, the little woman can let you have a look, and she will never disappoint you."

The crowd whispered.

With a smile on the corner of his lips, he looked at everyone and clapped his hands lightly three times.

A plain-faced cardamom girl came out from behind the silk yarn, her black hair was combed into a double ring, wearing a water-colored skirt, walking like a weak willow supporting the wind, setting off a faint fragrant wind.

The incense wind is not the smell of incense, but the innate body fragrance, dark and dark, as if there is nothing.

The cardamom girl walked to the high platform with an arm-long indigo flower brocade box wide in her palm, and the bright candle flame was reflected on it, and the indigo blue brocade surface was faintly flowing.

The brocade box that was held so solemnly could not be a general thing.

Seeing the surprised looks on everyone's faces, Fu Yu smiled faintly and slowly opened the brocade box.

At the moment when the brocade box was opened, a faint fragrance spread out.

This wisp of fragrance is so strange that I have never smelled it before.

The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became fanatical, if they didn't know the rules of this fruit building, these people would simply pounce.

"Master Fu, this aroma is extremely unfamiliar, I have never smelled it before."

"yes, yes, what kind of incense is this?"

Fu Yu squinted his eyes and smiled incomprehensibly: "Don't worry, everyone." She slowly took out a palm-sized white porcelain round bowl from the brocade box, opened the lid of the round bowl, and the lingering fragrance became more and more intense.

In this rich fragrance, there is also a faint trace of imperceptible blood.

The blood of this bloody person was tumbling for a while, and his mind suddenly became much clearer.

The crowd was shocked and looked at each other.

"What is this?"

"Master Fu is not going to sell Guanzi, tell me what kind of rarity this is!"

Fu Yu still smiled and said nothing, whetted people's appetites, took the purple gold copper Boshan stove held by the cardamom girl, took out a spoonful of incense powder from the white porcelain bowl, and threw it into the incense burner to ignite.

A thin wisp of azure light smoke overflowed from the Boshan stove, and the light smoke swirled on the Boshan stove and gathered and swayed, gradually weaving into a layer of mountains.

The light azure smoke also turned into a dark green and light blue, and the hazy mountains became more and more vivid.

Seeing this scene, everyone sitting in the hall involuntarily stopped talking, and even their breathing became slighter.

Someone twitched the tip of his nose slightly, and found that the moment after the incense was lit, the faint fragrance had dissipated.

"It's a thousand mountains and a blue, it's a thousand mountains and a green fragrance." Finding that the strange fragrance had dissipated, the man suddenly stood up, knocked down the bed with a "bang", and shouted loudly with a shocked face.

Hearing the words "a thousand mountains and a blue", everyone sitting under the high platform changed their faces, and their eyes stared at the white porcelain bowl frantically.

The legendary "Thousand Mountains and One Blue" can open the spiritual mind, and it is a rare secret fragrance in the world, which is extremely difficult to prepare.

It is not accurate to say that this "thousand mountains and one blue" is a spice, it has already been counted as a fragrant medicine, and the medicinal materials used are all fragrant herbs, which are not difficult to find, but it is the main medicine that is difficult to find.

The incense that circulates on the market is "Thousand Mountains and One Blue", and there is no complete recipe for "Thousand Mountains and One Blue", and no one knows what the main medicine of this incense is.

I don't know if the "Thousand Mountains and One Bi" in this auction of Suguo Lou is an accidental incense, or it is prepared by himself.

Of course, no one will doubt that the "Thousand Mountains and One Blue" on the high platform is a fake.

Suguo Lou suddenly appeared in the ghost market ten years ago, and as soon as it appeared, it released a lot of dense incense that shocked the world, causing countless people to rob like crazy.

This is how Suguo House became famous overnight.

Such a shop will never do anything that destroys its reputation.

There was silence for a moment under the high platform, and suddenly someone blushed and asked, "Is it the one who can refresh his mind and make stupid people smarter?"

Hearing this, everyone stared at Fu Yu tightly, waiting for her to speak.

Fu Yu smiled faintly, "There is no way to make a stupid person smart," she paused slightly, glanced at the complicated expressions of everyone, and smiled with a faint sense of pride: "But the little woman in her hand can make ordinary people smarter."

Hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted.

The temptation to make ordinary people smarter is much better than the temptation to make stupid people smarter.

After all, no one wants to admit that they are stupid, at most they are willing to admit that they are a mediocre ordinary person.

Oh my God, the first lot is so shocking, not to mention the later lots, put it in Chang'an City to break the head that can't be robbed!

There was an eerie silence in the hall for a moment, and suddenly someone shouted with a lot of money: "Master Fu, you just say how much money can be sold for this thousand mountains and one blue." As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of silver tickets from his arms, slapped them heavily on the table, and roared even more generously, "What Lao Tzu has is money! This is a thousand mountains and a blue, no one should rob Lao Tzu!"

The voice fell, and someone "poofed" and burst out laughing.

Where did such a stupid and money-rich mallet come from! Do you understand the rules!

The five big and three thick men in life have already begun to roll up their sleeves and prepare to beat people.

Fu Yu glanced at the excited crowd with interest, and smiled faintly as usual: "The rules of Suguo Building, all lots, the one with the highest price wins, this piece of a thousand mountains and one blue, five thousand taels of silver starts at auction, and each time the price increases, it shall not be less than five hundred taels."

As the rich voice fell, there was a strange silence in the hall for a moment, and then burst out one after another shouting prices, the sound was very loud, and it went straight to the sky.

The hall was suddenly plunged into a fiery scramble.

"My lord, this is it." In the darkness, a hazy wooden building not far away let out a low whimper

Wu Qiang, who had been guarding in the dark, listened to this voice for a long time, and still hadn't adapted to it, raised his hand and touched the goosebumps on his arm, and looked around cautiously, as if a ghost would rush out of the darkness.

Leng Linjiang and his party hid in the dark shadow around the corner, and before they got close to the wooden building, he had already smelled the smell of fragrant powder that Fang Cai had just said, and it was very faint with the wind.

"My lord, it's really fragrant." He Denglou twitched the tip of his nose twice and said in a low voice.

Leng Linjiang said "um", his eyes were deep: "It's Yurongxiang."

"......" He Denglou glared roundly, and sincerely complimented: "The flower girl of Pingkangfang likes to use jade fragrance the most, and the adults are really well-informed."

"......" Leng Linjiang's mouth twitched slightly, is this praising people? Is such a mallet really He Denglou?

God knows how much restraint he used to not kick He Denglou out!

Wu Qiang glanced at He Denglou in surprise, what is this missing door on his mouth is really their He Zhutou?

How can you praise people for every word and want to make people look like pigs' heads?

Could it be that the praise that has become popular in Beijing recently is the same as scolding?

Sure enough, it's not that he doesn't understand, but that this world is changing too fast!

He Denglou touched his chin, and seemed to realize that he was wrong, so he touched his chin and smiled awkwardly and turned his head: "My lord, this is Suguo Lou."

Leng Linjiang stared at the carved pattern on the door, which was the two willow trees drawn with a knife and pen, and sneered: "It seems that it can't be wrong."

He Denglou was about to ask why, but when he raised his eyes and saw the two willow trees carved on the door, he couldn't help but feel his heart jump.

"My lord, let's go over and have a look first." He Denglou grabbed Leng Linjiang Dao, just now he slapped the horse's ass on the horse's leg, and now there is an opportunity to atone the merit, how can he let it go.

"Wait, wait," Wu Qiang grabbed He Denglou and said in a low voice, "Catch the head, there is a commotion in that building, it seems that there are many people, and they knocked on the door, but no one opened the door."

"There are a lot of people, what are those people doing in the building?" Leng Linjiang's eyes narrowed and asked, "You can't get in, you can always hear the voice, right?"

Wu Qiang nodded heavily: "I heard it, there seemed to be an auction of something in the building, and I heard someone shouting 35,000 taels, and then there was a woman's voice inside, saying something called Lost Soul Incense, and then someone inside came to the door, and I was afraid of revealing my whereabouts, so I quickly retreated here to stare at it."

"Soul Lost Incense!" Leng Linjiang's face changed, and he roared in a low voice: "Did you hear it right? Is it the Lost Soul Incense?"

Wu Qiang said firmly: "I have not heard it wrong, it is the incense of losing the soul."

Leng Linjiang was shocked and even knocked on his head.

"......" He Denglou and Wu Qiang glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to look at the hunters hidden in the darkness in the distance, and a trace of happiness was born in their hearts.

Fortunately, they hid far away, otherwise seeing their own Lord Shao Yin go crazy, it would not take a moment to spread all over the capital, and maybe Lord Shao Yin would be what the hell he would be.

"Big, my lord, what the hell is the lost soul incense?" He Denglou asked suspiciously.

Looking at He Denglou and Wu Qiang's curious faces, Leng Linjiang pondered solemnly for a moment, and sighed faintly: "Okay, the more you know, the more defensive you will be in the future."

Accustomed to seeing Leng Linjiang Jiao'er's appearance, and suddenly seeing his serious appearance, He Denglou and Wu Qiang were somewhat unaccustomed, and their hearts invariably gave birth to a strange solemnity.

Leng Linjiang swept the faces of the two of them painfully and slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Ming of the previous dynasty was bent on immortality, and the red pill he took required a piece of skin from the heart of the cardamom girl, and it had to be voluntary, and it was stripped off alive was the use of the soul loss incense, that is, to control people's minds, so that they could do whatever they wanted, and they would never resist."

Hearing this, He Denglou and Wu Qiang "hissed" together, listening to the meaning of this, as long as they use this soul-losing incense, they are not even afraid of pain.

What is this dense incense,

This is clearly an evil medicine!

"Well, that was decades ago, and I've never heard of this thing in all these years, where did this thing come from?" He Denglou's eyes widened and he stumbled and asked.

"I don't know." Leng Linjiang shook his head: "The country of the previous dynasty was broken, and after Emperor Ming committed suicide, the recipe of the Lost Soul Incense was destroyed in the fire, and this incense has never appeared again." He stared at the ordinary but strange wooden building from afar, and his voice was so cold that it could freeze everything: "But I didn't expect this incense to appear in the ghost market."

"My lord," He Denglou's mind suddenly flashed, and he said hurriedly, "My lord, didn't the two cases of pregnant women also be controlled by people, could it be that they also used this soul-losing incense?"

"It's not the same," Leng Linjiang shook his head and said, "Sun Cheng has done it, but," he paused slightly, and smiled thoughtfully and coldly: "The person who can make the Lost Soul Incense must not be an ordinary person, whether it has anything to do with those two cases or not, once the Lost Soul Incense enters the people, it will inevitably cause an uproar and lead to sin, such a person must not be let go."

"What the lord said is that the lowly position will bring someone to serve them in a pot!" He Denglou was already angry, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over.

"Wait, headcatcher, there's still something to be said about the lowly position." Wu Qiang grabbed He Denglou again.

He Denglou jumped to his feet angrily and scolded, "Can you finish your words at one time?"

Pulling his sleeves one by one like this is easy to flash his old waist!

Wu Qiang said stupidly: "My lord, head catcher, lowly duty, lowly position just saw Wang Yansheng, the young eunuch of the Inner Servant Province, enter!"

These words were a thunderbolt, more terrifying than any soulless incense, and directly split Leng Linjiang and He Denglou into a lost soul.

"Inner Servant Province, the young eunuch, Wang Yansheng?" Leng Linjiang's face turned pale: "He, shouldn't he go to Yuhua Mountain with him?" How could it be, how could it be here?"

Although the young eunuch of the Inner Servant Province is not as noble as the chief eunuch, he is also a close confidant of the saint, and the saint went to Yuhua Mountain, but he stayed in the capital, and sneakily came to Suguo Lou to buy forbidden medicines, which makes people think a lot.

He is a eunuch, what is he buying these unsightly things for, and for whom?

It can't be for yourself, right?

Of course, there are some people in the inner prison who are distorted and perverted, but they can't kill a boatload of people with a rod, there are always a few normal.

At least the people who serve in front of the palace must be normal!

Then, these things he bought are worth digging into.

The royal man's style is the most rigorous, and he only obeys one person's orders!

Leng Linjiang showed a look of struggle.

His identity is sensitive, and the saint is not afraid that he is unproductive, but afraid that he is too capable and knows too much!

He has been in obscurity for a long time, and if he gets involved in the whirlpool, if he doesn't mention whether it will bring trouble to himself, at least this case will not be investigated.

Seeing that Leng Linjiang was speechless for a long time, He Denglou cautiously tried to say, "My lord, we can't do this errand......

His voice grew lower, and finally stopped abruptly.

He knows the difficulties of his own young Yin.

If you are not afraid of having a fault, you are afraid of having merit.

If you make a mistake, you will be scolded at most, and you will have the reputation of a gentleman, but if you have merit, then you will be ruined!

The trust of the superior is not easy, and suspicion is a matter of the blink of an eye.

"It's all here, how can you go home empty-handed!" Leng Linjiang glanced at He Denglou, squinted and said, "Since he came here at night in brocade, he must not want people to know his identity, so let's pretend that we didn't see him, and let him still walk in brocade at night."

He Denglou narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean? Let him go, and only catch the people behind the scenes?"

Leng Linjiang pondered for a moment: "What you have to do is not leaky, and you can't let him realize that it is someone from Jingzhao Mansion, let alone let him know that he was deliberately letting him go!"

"......," He Denglou covered his head.

It's too hard, his brain isn't enough.