Volume 1: Spring in Wulong Town Chapter 3: There is only one truth, but there are many idiots
Although Tang Zheng's belt was filled with nothing but gold bars, Tang Zheng still received a very comforting piece of information from Tian Meng.
Purple gold is valuable!
And, it’s of great value.
The currency used for transactions in Xingyao Continent is a round currency with a square hole, commonly known as "Purple Gold Tong Bao". One weighs one tael, and the material used to cast this currency is a special precious metal dropped from the starry sky, purple gold!
In addition to the purple gold Tong Bao, there are also the Liuyin Tong Bao and the Secret Bronze Tong Bao which have the same shape but different materials.
"In fact, you will rarely see purple gold in ordinary market transactions. Purple gold is only used in extremely large transactions, or the letters of credit of some powerful families." Tian Meng said.
Tang Zheng was a little surprised. A note of credit, isn’t that just paper money?
Tian Meng took off the jade pendant with gold inlays from his waist and handed it to Tang Zheng: "In addition to large transactions, the main use of purple gold is to be made into various accessories through special methods to assist in the cultivation of star power. After all, it is a precious ore that fell from the starry sky. No ore on the ground can compare to its degree of compatibility with star power."
Tang Zheng turned the jade pendant over.
The bright yellow was covered with a layer of light purple, which was the purple gold that Tang Zheng was very familiar with!
However, the stuff in his space belt is not measured in "taels" but in "tons" - you really can't blame him for this, which game doesn't have inflation?
Tang Zheng estimated that even if the purple gold in his belt was still there, he would probably often face the embarrassment of "Dear, I can't find the money" in the future.
But before the embarrassment, the most critical issue is how to get some "blue" and take out the purple gold in the space props.
Tang Zheng returned the gold and jade pendant to Tian Meng.
Of course, no matter how stupid he was, he would never ask Tian Meng why he had to wear a purple gold jade pendant to assist in his cultivation when he was obviously a loser.
It's getting late.
Tian Meng talked too much and was frightened several times, so he could no longer hold on.
The three of them took bedding and clothes from the box and made three beds on the floor.
Silence returned to the house where the lights were flickering.
…
Tang Zheng just closed his eyes and rested, but didn't let himself fall asleep.
Listening to the breathing of Tian Meng and his servant, which was deep and shallow, it seemed that they were not sleeping well either.
The first half of the night was relatively peaceful.
In the second half of the night, a faint fragrance slowly drifted into the room.
It smelled like flowers and fruits, exactly the same as the smell of the clothes Tang Zheng found out of the box, except that it was dozens of times stronger than the smell on his clothes.
As soon as he sat up, he saw the pair of eyes on the door panel reappear.
"Woo...Gugu..." Tian Meng's little servant suddenly made a low strange cry.
Tang Zheng's body flashed and he quickly stuck to the wall, maintaining his combat position.
Suddenly, the little book boy opened his eyes.
He first looked around with empty eyes, then he jumped up in horror and grabbed his hair desperately with both hands.
Tian Meng was not sleeping soundly and was awakened by the noise of the servant boy. Before he could react, the servant boy rushed towards the wall desperately!
Tian Meng glared and rushed over to pull him.
His hand slipped and he lost the hold, and the little boy slammed himself against the wall, with blood oozing from his forehead.
The bright red blood slowly flowed down the wall...
But the little boy didn't feel any pain at all. He stretched out his hand again and pinched his own neck. He rolled his eyes, drooled, and whimpered non-stop: "Don't... don't strangle me to death!"
Tian Meng's face turned pale with fright. He stumbled over to push him, but as soon as he stood up, his legs went weak and he fell down again.
Tang Zheng held his breath and observed everything in the room.
Is there really a ghost?
Why didn't he see anything?
On the contrary, he also had an indescribable sense of joy that seemed to be rising from the depths of his soul.
Cool! So cool!
He felt inexplicably relaxed from the tips of his hair to his toes, from his body to his soul.
At this moment, the star sign behind Tian Meng, the Frostless Blade, rose up again: "How is it possible? How could there really be a ghost? I saw it too, I saw it too... She... She stuck out her tongue, right... Right there, look... Look... She's still smiling at me!"
Tang Zheng covered his ears and looked in the direction Tian Meng pointed: "Where?"
"It's right there! Can't you see it? You can't see it... Only I can see it..."
“……”Tang Zheng gave up communicating.
Tian Meng was able to talk to Tang Zheng, which meant he was still able to maintain basic sanity. Unfortunately, his current mental state made it impossible for him to maintain normal communication. As for his little servant, it seemed that he could not see Tang Zheng or hear what he was saying to him.
The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger...
Tang Zheng felt an indescribable sense of comfort growing stronger and stronger, and his brain speed seemed to have increased several times in an instant.
Tian Meng's little servant was already twitching, and he would vomit after every few twitches. What he vomited out actually had a little bit of blood in it!
Tang Zheng knocked the little servant to the ground with a precise knife move, because if the little servant continued to suffer like this, he would definitely die.
Tang Zheng held his breath.
He doesn't understand this world, he needs to think in a way that is familiar to him!
If this was a replica...
If this were a plot...
So, what is the first thing to look for when reading a copy like this?
Plot trigger point!
"Trigger point...trigger point...scent!" Tang Zheng started moving quickly.
Clank, clank.
One door, two doors...
One window, two windows, three windows, four windows...
On a cold night, the bitingly cold wind rushed in fiercely through every open door and window!
The air produces convection!
In just a few seconds, the fragrance in the room dissipated completely.
The little book boy on the ground was still sleeping.
Tian Meng sat on the ground blankly for a long time before he murmured, "She's gone, she...she's finally gone."
All the candles have been blown out.
The only thing left in the entire room was the Frostless Sword on Tian Meng's back, emitting a cool light.
…
The sky gradually brightened.
The night of tossing and turning is finally over.
Seeing the sunlight shining in through the wide-open doors and windows, Tian Meng's face turned a little red.
"Last night..." Tian Meng's voice sounded like a fish that had been dried in the sun for a few days.
"You were fine in the first half of last night, until I smelled a fragrance in the second half. Not long after that, your servant went crazy. It was not until the fragrance became stronger that you said you saw a ghost, too. Moreover, I didn't see anything. Instead, I felt as comfortable as if I was served by several beauties, and my mind became particularly clear. Finally, I opened the doors and windows to disperse the fragrance, and then you slowly recovered."
Tang Zheng explained clearly, and it was unclear whether he was talking to Tian Meng or organizing his own thoughts.
The little servant boy's face turned pale again, not because he was frightened, but because he was weak from losing too much blood.
"If I'm not mistaken, the reason why we see ghosts is because of hallucinations. The fragrance you mentioned is the phantom poison!" Tian Meng said .
"Illusionary poison?"
"A special kind of pill that can cause hallucinations when used in small amounts. If taken for a long time, it can be addictive!"
It can cause hallucinations and be addictive, so that's...
The names of various contraband items popped up in Tang Zheng's head.
"But your servant's condition is worse than yours, and your condition is worse than mine..."
"Do you have anything valuable with you?" Tian Meng asked a little directly. If they had just met, he would never have asked such a direct question. After experiencing last night's candlelight conversation and the unexpected events, there seemed to be a lot more in his eyes.
Tang Zheng stared at Tian Meng's face, and after a moment, nodded.
"More valuable than my purple gold jade pendant?"
"Well, it's much more expensive..."
"I see. There are many kinds of phantom poisons, and the one we encountered should be..." Tian Meng recited the name , "Debauchery and Debauchery!"
"Living a life of debauchery and extravagance?" Tang Zheng felt that it was not a good thing when he heard it.
"Debauchery is a well-known illusion poison that not everyone can afford. Only when you have valuable things on your body to suppress it, will debauchery make people have all kinds of happy hallucinations, and occasionally have the effect of feeling refreshed and having a sharp mind..." Tian Meng changed the subject, "If you don't have real gold on your body to suppress it, you will have terrible hallucinations, nausea and vomiting, and in the worst case, you may even be injured and eventually die!"
Tang Zheng subconsciously touched his belt.
Is there such a strange and magical poison in the world?
If he didn't have this purple and gold belt, he would probably be a corpse now.
However, based on his dissipated and decadent nature, as well as his completely different reactions from Tian Meng and the others last night, he could infer an important piece of information - all the purple gold in his belt was still there, and it was priceless!
"So...so, there are...no ghosts at all?" The little servant boy was still shivering.
Tang Zheng tapped his head gently, and his thoughts became completely clear.
Paper money at the door, clothes with strange scents, eyes on the door, ghost stories...
"Well, the so-called haunted Fengmen Village is actually a drug trafficking base!" Tang was knocking on things nearby as if he was organizing the plot in a game. "They created the illusion of a haunted village just to prevent people from coming in. If someone accidentally stays overnight there, they will release a lot of extravagant things to make the person have terrible hallucinations. After these people go out, they will naturally spread their personal experiences of encountering ghosts..."
He suddenly stopped halfway through his speech.
Tian Meng had just caught up with his rhythm and was nodding: "And then?"
"Then, besides the useless knife on your back, do you have any other useful knives?"
"Ah?" Tian Meng was once again confused by his jumping.
"We are so stupid!" Tang Zheng spoke without any politeness, as if he was not the one being scolded.
Just when Tian Meng was confused about the situation, applause was heard outside.
Six burly men dressed in simple villager clothes blocked the wooden door!
"It's been a long time since Fengmen Village has encountered two guests like this. One of you is knowledgeable enough to know about such a ; the other is smart enough to have uncovered the truth about Fengmen Village in just a few moves. If you two had entered the village separately, you might have been able to find a way to survive, but you bumped into each other. It's your bad luck..."
When Tian Meng heard this, how could he not understand?
What a fool!
They spoke one by one about the truth behind the so-called "haunting" in Fengmen Village. How could this not be an attempt to silence them?
At this critical moment of life and death, Tang Zheng was distracted and complained: "The team succeeded in committing suicide, the plot ends, and the battle begins!"
