"This is the secret pill of Tongtian Temple in the previous dynasty. It is mainly used to open up the orifices. Even ordinary people can use this pill to open up the orifices, become smart, and have extraordinary memories." The storyteller said proudly: "As for practitioners taking this pill, it will help break through the limit of the seventh grade and increase the probability of brewing the eighth grade magical powers. Unfortunately, Tongtian Temple has declined, and the monks who were able to refine this secret pill have already died. This kind of spiritual pill is too precious, and you will eat one less."

The Uighur mission practitioner heard the secrets clearly and was even more anxious. He quickly asked, "Where can I get this kind of elixir?"

"It is difficult for those who don't know the way to reach the sky. Even if you go to Chang'an, you may not be able to buy it. But you are really lucky and ask the right person." The storyteller smiled and stretched out his hand, "There are twenty more copper coins, and I'll tell you the way."

The practitioners of this Uighur mission were happy to go out.

Who could have expected that the problem that plagued the entire mission would be completely solved in just forty copper coins?

At that moment, he grabbed more than twenty copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the storyteller's hands, "Tell me quickly."

The storyteller collected the money and smiled and said, "There is a small Taoist temple in the city's Lantern Hutong. No one goes to that Taoist temple on weekdays, without any incense, and it is dilapidated, but there is an old Taoist who is almost old and has something to do with Tongtian Temple. I heard that he was seriously ill and short of money before, so he sold the only one in the cash-based magic pill in his hand to Xixuanshu in the city. It's just a foreigner. I can remind you that when he sold this thing, it was said that he sold a thousand gold coins. This thing is amazing."

"Spoon the spoon!" The Uighur practitioner cursed and said, "After saying so much nonsense, it turns out that this elixir fell into a shop. It's hard to say whether it's used or not!"

"I haven't heard of resale!" The storyteller called Qu, "If you are in a hurry to use this elixir, hurry up and ask."

The practitioners of the Uighur mission muttered and cursed again, and quickly rushed back to the guesthouse to report.

It was only a dozen breaths. As soon as the storyteller left, several practitioners from the mission had already grabbed the map and rushed towards the direction of the Xixuanpu in the city.

It was still early, and the shop only had a side door open.

A few servants were sprinkling water to clean.

"Where is your shopkeeper?"

Among the Uighur missions, a middle-aged man wearing a brocade dress with a very rich look and spoke very standard Tang Dynasty mantras, asked with a smile.

A servant immediately stepped forward and said, "The shopkeeper is still resting in the backyard. I wonder why the distinguished guest came so early, so I will go and communicate with you."

Seeing that the servant was polite, the middle-aged man immediately pinched a small piece of silver and handed it over, saying, "Then I'm sorry, I went to spread the word, and said that I'll find out that there was a cash-based intelligence pill in Guifang, and asked the shopkeeper if the pill was still there. If it was there, then I'd like to give a good price."

The servant in Qingyi immediately bowed again, smiled and said, "The distinguished guest is so generous, you can't buy any spiritual pills. The shopkeeper likes to do business with a distinguished guest like you. If the distinguished guest is waiting for him, I will run to ask him immediately."

"This guy is tactful." The middle-aged man in brocade clothes thought the guy was very clever.

But after a moment, the servant in Qingyi came out with a frown, "Dear guest, my shopkeeper probably got up. He said that the elixir is too expensive and you probably can't afford it. If you sincerely want to sell it, it's equivalent to three thousand gold. He also told me that it's three thousand taels of gold, not three thousand taels of silver, don't make a mistake."

After saying this, he whispered: "Dear guest, I guess my shopkeeper is crazy."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi smiled kindly and asked a deerskin bag to the servant in Qingyi, saying, "You can give it to your shopkeeper directly and let the family take out the pill more easily. We will not bargain, but if you don't give it to the price, don't blame us for being polite."

"Did you agree directly?"

The servant in green was shaking all over. He shook his head and ran to the backyard with a bag. After only a short while, he ran out with a purple wooden box.

The middle-aged man in brocade opened the purple wooden box and saw a copper-colored elixir in a groove in the center of the inner room.

The pill looks soft and glutinous, with a strange fragrance that makes people feel energetic, and there is a hint of coolness in the nostrils and lungs.

"I'm sure it's this Consumer Finance Kaizhi Pill?"

The middle-aged man in Jinyi suddenly felt that this was a good thing, but he still asked in peace.

The servant in Qingyi said solemnly: "Dear guest, since you come to our shop, you will naturally know the reputation of our shop. Moreover, this thing is worth the annual income of our shop. How dare our shopkeepers deceive us..."

After saying this, he leaned closer and said quietly: "Tell the truth, our shopkeeper saw so many pearls and gems at once, and his legs were weak and he couldn't walk, otherwise he would have run out to curry favor with the distinguished guest."

The middle-aged man in brocade suddenly laughed and muttered in his heart that the Tang people in this place were just here to make a comeback.

Then he carefully packed the purple wood box and returned to the guesthouse like a flying.

In the evening, Wen Haiya personally took the purple wood box out and arrived at the agreed Wangshan Tower.

This is a restaurant specializing in wild game in Youzhou City, which is very famous.

Although Wen Haiya spent a lot of money, he didn't feel sorry for him at all.

The monk can run away but cannot run away from the temple. The person who came to trade now doesn’t know what the way it is, but the owner of the shop doesn’t have much backstage. After the transaction is finished, the two of them will take back the bag of pearls and gems at night.

He thought beautifully.

But reality is very desolate.

When the night was dark, the agreed time had already passed, and he had not waited for anyone to come to trade.

He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he still felt a little lucky.

Until the middle-aged man in brocade clothes could not hold back, he asked softly with a pale face, "Will you be fooled?"

"This pill..."

Wen Haiya's heart suddenly sank.

"You send someone here to wait and take me to that shop!"

Although it was winter, when the middle-aged man in brocade clothes arrived at the door of Xixuanpu, he was soaked in cold sweat.

Xixuanpu is closed.

There are still two of the shops around them open.

Without waiting for Wen Haiya to give instructions, the middle-aged man in Jinyi quickly arrived at the nearest shop entrance, bowed to the shopkeeper inside, and asked, "I'll ask, why isn't Xixuan Shop open?"

The shopkeeper inside was a bald man over fifty years old. He was very kind and greeted him with a smile and said patiently: "It's a coincidence that the distinguished guest has been closed for two days. The shopkeeper of Xixuanpu is from Yuyang County. There happened to be something happening at home. He went back two days ago..."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man in Jinyi and Wen Haiya, not far behind him, changed his face.

The voice of the middle-aged man in Jinyi changed, "Then I opened a side door early in the morning... There are still many people cleaning here?"

"Then I don't know." The bald man, who was over 50, was a little stunned. "Our street is made of furniture, antiques, jade and some medicinal materials. It usually doesn't open until noon. Who comes here to clean in the morning..."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi had to ask again, and Wen Haiya's cold voice had already sounded behind him, "Go and find that storyteller."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi was not a waste, so he responded directly, "I had already sent someone to look for him when I left Wangshan Tower just now."

Wen Haiya took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart was speechless.

The cunning and despicable Tang people!

The insects don’t want to give them, and they still have to try to greed for such a large amount of money.

"Do you still remember the appearance of those who cleaned up and those who gave you this pill?" he suppressed his anger and continued to ask.

The middle-aged man in brocade clothes had a blank mind.

In the eyes of many Tang people, Hu people look almost the same.

And in the eyes of these Uighurs, the teenagers of the Tang people, who were about the same age, seemed to look almost the same.

Moreover, in his limited impression, the servants in blue seemed to have no special features.

Wen Haiya's mouth twitched slightly.

If this middle-aged man in brocade clothes had not been very effective in doing things, he would have really killed him with one palm!

This pill...

He took out the purple wood box in his arms, and the moment he opened it, the pleasant fragrance and cool smell still shocked.

He took a deep breath.

At this time, he took a deep breath just to calm his mood. However, when he took a deep breath, he suddenly felt a familiar smell.

this……

The smell in his lungs made his hands stretched out a little stiff.

He took out this "elixir" and put it on the tip of his nose, and he felt more sure what the smell was.

His face turned ashen, and he walked up with the pill with two fingers and handed it to the bald shopkeeper who was over 50 years old, "I'll ask, do you know what this is?"

The bald shopkeeper thought the two Hu people were too weird, but he only felt that the other party seemed to have a noble status. He didn't dare to perfunctorily. He looked carefully and didn't see any name. But when he got closer, he smelled the smell and immediately reacted, "This distinguished guest, this should be the jujube and lotus root pills from Tianxianglou!"

"Yes!"

He leaned closer and became more certain, "Yes, it's the taste. This is the name of Tianxianglou. He uses date paste and a small lotus root as the main ingredients, and adds some cool grass as seasoning. This makes him clear and can open the orifices. If the nose is not ventilated in winter, you will be able to open it by eating two."

"The locals are so rude!"

Wen Haiya's face suddenly turned a little distorted.

The thing he used to cheat thousands of gold was not used to use a real pill, and he was so perfunctory!

The middle-aged man in brocade clothes even softened his legs and sat on the ground.

How many thousand golds can a jujube pill be cheated on?

In the dark night, the Uighur practitioner with a long sword with an extravagant sword stood silently in an alley.

In front of him were two firewood piles.

The center of the firewood stack is covered with hay and a new bedding.

But the bedding has been soaked in blood.

The storyteller had been dead for a long time, his throat was cut open and his blood had turned purple and black.

There were two yellow paper bags in front of him, and inside were two roast chickens that were so cold that the oil flowers were frozen into white.

An Zhilu stood quietly not far outside the guest hall where the Tubo delegation was checking in.

He was wearing armor.
To be continued...