"Shh!" The old man with a waxy complexion was talking to him. He looked around with a pair of yellow eyes and said quietly: "Is this fake? It is said that Gu Changsheng didn't even hold up a move under his hands, and Mr. Fang was gone. It is said that he was killed by him. Wuhan Lingbao will be tied by him."

"Isn't this possible?" The middle-aged man was still a little unbelievable: "He has only been in the industry for a few years! Although he is now the number one Yinwu shopkeeper in Wuhan, he is just a junior. It's still okay to fool ordinary people by just one move. It's definitely a brag."

"It's really true!" Another old man with a wrinkled face came forward and said, "I have also heard that this kid has made rapid progress in recent years and has successively banned many vicious ghost kings. It is said that the shipwreck of the Ussuri River is also related to him."

"Ussurijiang? Didn't it mean that a top foreign expert was killed? Why, Zhang Jiulin also participated? I don't believe it. If it were his grandfather Zhang Yaoyang, it was almost the same, but how could this kid... be it?"

"What's impossible?" said a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, gray temples, and looks like an old scholar. "There is no order of learning, and the best is the most respected, especially the Yinwu merchants. They never rely on their age to make a living. For example, Wu Laohuai, we have to admit that his experience and eyesight are very good, but when dealing with Yin Ling, it is a waste. Zhang Jiulin is talented and willing to work hard, and what's impossible is it to achieve great success on the way!"

"Yes." Someone echoed, "But what does this Jiulin look like? Whoever has a photo of him posted to see it? Don't even know each other when you meet again."

"Hey? Master Li, aren't you also from Hubei? Have you ever seen Zhang Jiulin?" Someone asked the thin Taoist priest I met at the door.

"No...no." The old Taoist quickly shook his head, as if the whole family would be in trouble once he had something to do with me.

Maybe it was the last time I detonated the Thunder Talisman and killed two masters in a row that shocked him, and he was still in lingering fear. And I also sternly warned those present that day that they must not tell this matter.

More importantly, I made a big fuss in the Wuhan Lingbao Club at that time, and now I am here in Xi'an again. If I make another big fuss, he will be afraid of being implicated by me.

"I'm in the same evil circle with him. I often see him posting messages and answering questions to others. I have never seen a real person or a photo of him." said a young man in a suit and tie.

"Hey, yes! I'm also in that evil circle. A few days ago, he sent a message asking for a two-headed snake, old salt, what else is there?" Another guy with acne-faced face also recalled.

"Jinliangu, Li Mazi has replied, saying that Mr. Liu from Chengdu has helped find that thing, and he is now squatting at the old lady's house."

They are right. The circle of Yinwu merchants is not big or small. Anyone who has been in this industry for a few days will have some hearing, but there are not many people who have contact with each other, and even fewer people have actually met each other.

Just like in this room now, there may be many people chatting in the group of evil businessmen, and even helping each other, but they have basically never seen each other, and they are basically similar to netizens.

"Oh, shopkeeper Zhang, are you here too?" At this moment, someone suddenly called me.

I followed the sound and saw that it was Gao Datou far from the bathroom, shaking his hands while shouting.

This guy used to be active in the evil circle. Once, when he came to Wuhan, he came to me to take a look. Li Mazi and I had a good friendship with the landlords and invited him to drink a drink.

From then on, this guy became a familiar guy. Sometimes, if he didn't want to take it, he would push me, such as the bronze dog chain, which is neither profitable nor beneficial.

This guy is tall and big, with a big round head, looking like a toad with an amazing voice.

The voice was heard clearly all over the room.

Everyone in the room was talking about me. When he heard him shouting, his eyes gathered towards me.

After a moment of tranquility, the crowd in the room suddenly exploded!

"This is Zhang Jiulin!"

"So young?"

"The most famous rising star in the Yin world."

...

Everyone was talking in surprise, and many people picked up their phones and took photos at me repeatedly.

The bald man who was shaking his palm-leaf fan and disdainful of me quickly stood up, afraid that I would take revenge on him in public, so he quickly retreated into the crowd.

Gao Datou was stunned immediately, looking at me blankly and didn't know what to say. He had just gone to the bathroom and didn't hear everyone's comments about me. He hadn't shown up in the dark circle for a long time. He never expected that my name is so loud now. When I called out my name, it caused a sensation in the audience!

I could no longer pretend, so I stood up, hugged and fisted around and said, "I'm lucky to meet you all! As the brother said just now, I'm looking for a century-old salt and a two-headed snake. Please help me, I'll thank you in advance."

"Hahahahaha... Zhang Jiulin, I don't know if you have a broken brain or are brave enough to come here." Suddenly, a loud laugh came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people walked in quickly from outside the door.

The leader was an old monk who was out of his seventies. His body was as thin as a hair. His glossy head was covered with scars like centipedes. There was no beard on his chin, but his eyebrows were surprisingly long, standing upright, both black and long, like two iron brushes!

Although he was thin and about 1.6 meters tall, every step he stepped out would make the ground thudding.

Behind him were eight monks wearing cassocks and large rosary hangings, each with extremely vicious faces.

When everyone saw this, they hurriedly flashed aside.

The old monk took the eight evil monks straight to me and stood seven or eight meters away. He looked at me up and down, and said disdainfully: "I thought you, Zhang Jiulin, have three heads and six arms, and it turns out that you are just a little baby who can only commit suicide."

I smiled slightly and replied coldly: "I thought it was a big-bellied toad, but it turned out to be a thin old bald donkey."

When the old monk heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes, pinched his fists and shouted, "Children, come in line!"

Whoosh!

The eight evil monks leaped together and immediately surrounded me in the center.

"Master Poisonous Poison..." At this time, an old man hurriedly squeezed over from behind him and whispered something in his ear.
Chapter completed!