The night curfew of Huangtai Fort was already in vain, Song Zheng did not go back, and when he arrived at the gate of the fort, he said to Shi Yi, and he returned to the bazaar.

It was already dark, but he didn't rush into action, but found a place to squint casually. When it came to the third watch, he suddenly opened his eyes and dived into the darkness like a tanuki.

He hurried along the streets of the bazaar, against the base of the wall.

When I passed by the inn, I flashed by. Inside the inn, Pan Ji, who was facing the sky and swallowing the night fire, did not move, but the fourteen Red Flame Dragoons outside all had senses. The old man's lips didn't move, but the voice reached the minds of the fourteen people: "Don't pay attention, it's just a little mouse passing by." ”

Song Zheng remembered the path in his heart, and quickly turned into a courtyard.

The front of the courtyard faces the street, and the plaque on the pavement reads: Fengtian Book Number.

At its peak, the Huangtaibao market was very prosperous, selling everything. According to Song Zheng's understanding, among the many book numbers that sell Taoist classics, the shopkeeper of this Fengtian book number is the strongest.

At that time, it was rumored that the three powerhouses in the market, the shopkeeper of the Fengtian Book Number were among them with the cultivation in the early stage of the Ming Seeing Realm.

It's a pity that this shopkeeper was very unlucky, and after the first holy decree, he couldn't come back, and I don't know what happened to him in the depths of the Divine Ember Mountain.

Yes, he came here late at night just to find Taoist scriptures.

Back then, in order to allow him to cultivate the truth, Father Song took him all over the world. And the "Thunder Sting Method" he is now cultivating has come to an end. If he wants to go further, he needs to ask for instructions from above, and then a new secret message will be given from above.

But now Huangtai Fort is in chaos, no one is in charge of things at all, and he wants the follow-up secret transmission of the military department is a dream at all.

Fortunately, the lowest-level secret transmission of the military department of the "Thunder Law" is widely accepted because it is for ordinary soldiers to practice, as long as Song Zheng finds a thunder cultivation classic, he can also cultivate smoothly all the way.

He came to try his luck today, and he didn't expect to find any clever Taoist classics, and those precious shopkeepers must have them with him. He only needs a good one, and he doesn't want to be unrepairable and stagnant for the time being.

There was silence in the book, and the big-headed soldiers had only been interested in the liquor store lately, and had not yet come to plague the place.

There are many strange arrays in the store, which are used to prevent robbery and theft, but whether it is the shopkeeper or the guy, they were all pulled to the depths of the Desperate Domain in an instant by the Holy Decree, and these strange arrays have not had time to be activated, otherwise Song Zheng is afraid that it will take a lot of effort.

Now, he can find it layer by layer along the bookshelves in a very solid way.

The books on the bright side of the Fengtian Book Number were quickly read by him, they were all some big road goods, Song Zheng pouted and walked back.

With some thought, he found a secret chest in the back hall. The secret cabinet is blocked by a strange array, Song Zheng scratches his ears and scratches his cheeks, there must be good things in it, but he doesn't know anything about the strange array.

After being at a loss for a while, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to the front counter. Rummaging through the drawers on the counter, he couldn't help but smile. In one drawer, there was a string of bamboo charms.

He grabbed it and tried it one by one in the secret cabinet, and finally when he was on the seventh bamboo talisman, a strange array of light flashed and opened!

He grinned silently, but he didn't dare to get carried away, quietly stepped aside, and got ready, and gently flicked the cabinet door open with a stick.

Sure enough, with a whist, a short but extraordinarily violent burst of firelight erupted.

Song Zheng snickered, thinking that if Zhou Kou saw it, he would definitely say that "the scholar is treacherous and cunning". He came to the secret cabinet, which contained dozens of old books and a few bamboo slips, all of which were ancient treasures.

He started with the bamboo slips, and then the ancient books.

But after reading the books, he became more and more disappointed. These ancient books are indeed good, they are not top-notch, but they can be close to first-class. But there is not a single book of Ray Monks.

The most is the fire cultivation book, and then the water cultivation, and even the very remote earth cultivation has two books, and there is no thunder cultivation in the partial life.

He looked at it again and found nothing, and was so annoyed that he almost burned down the entire secret cabinet. After calming down, he suddenly rushed to the secret cabinet with great momentum, knocking on all four walls, and making sure that there was no mezzanine, and there was a disappointment.

He rummaged in the back hall again, and the tornado was like a passing through, and this time he really found nothing.

There was no backyard, but he still didn't give up, and went to the backyard to look for it. I searched the shopkeeper and the men's quarters. The Taoist book was not found, but some of the silver taels and treasures in the private collection were turned out.

There were thousands of taels of gold and silver. Of course, he smiled unceremoniously and stuffed it into his mustard fingers. And in the shopkeeper's room, in the mezzanine of a drawer, he found a wooden box, and when he opened it, there were twenty yuan jades!

This was an unexpected joy, and he finally didn't run in vain.

There is no Lei Xiudao book in the Fengtian book number, he is not desperate when he is disappointed, there are other book numbers in the market, and one by one he looks for it, and he doesn't believe that there is no one.

He was about to climb over the wall in the backyard when he noticed a large room next to him.

This room has four walls, and it is so simple that people can tell that it is a storehouse at a glance. He pushed open the door with his hand: "A book number, what kind of warehouse do you want......

A burst of dust came from inside, choking him with a cough, and when the dust cleared and looked again, he realized that there was indeed a pile of rags inside.

Incomplete books, moth-eaten bamboo slips, broken jade plates, and all kinds of rusty gold books.

He understood at a glance that these were those old classics collected by Fengtian Shuhao, and after sorting them out, the valuable ones were sold and the useless ones were thrown here.

There is no business or treachery, but everything that has a little value must be taken to the front by the shopkeeper to sell. He turned to leave, and something flashed in front of his eyes in the corner behind the door.

"Huh?"

It seemed to be a large object, but what really caught his attention was an ancient talisman that was exposed.

He walked over and removed the various debris that had pressed on the thing, leaving it in dust. He finally saw the true face of this thing, it was actually a thick and simple bronze tripod.

The top is three feet high, and it has reached the roof.

Ding's body was covered with thick patina, and there were very few exposed parts, and the talisman seal that Song Zheng saw just now was one of the few remaining talismans.

He put on the dingkou, looked inside, and was suddenly covered with cold sweat: this big ding, obviously, was really used as a ding, cooking animal meat, the dings are also deeply rusty, and some animal bones are embedded in this thick patina!

"You're miserable enough. He smiled bitterly and patted Dading.

I can't say why, he actually has a kind feeling for this Dading.

However, this shot made him unexpectedly discover, and there seemed to be words on the Dingkou position. He looked carefully, and sure enough, there were four extremely simple seal scripts, although there was also some patina on the Dingkou, but it was much lighter than other places, these four words were not covered, and Song Zheng recognized them: "Dao...... Thunder...... Dingshu ......"