Linyuelou is a famous landscape of Zhuguo. It is located on the bank of the drunk moon lake. It is built on the lake. It has seven floors and a height of nine feet. The structure is extremely ingenious. Looking over the top floor, the whole drunk moon lake has a beautiful view. It is refreshing. In the building, there are hidden treasures left by famous literati. The poetry mad 'Lingyue Dengxian' is the most treasured. It is the treasure of the town building. It is difficult for the leisure people to have a good eye.

This drunken moon lake is full of smoke, vast and vast, reeds deep, I do not know a few, the aquatic products are rich, not only the scenery is intoxicating, but also to support a large number of nearby population, the drunken silverfish produced in it is a must, in the moon building The signature dish is the most delicious part of the seventy-seventy-seven silverfish. It is carefully prepared and delicious. It is said that the taster is like a fairyland, and the rest of the meat is not known in March.

At this time, in the box, Fang Yuanda was sitting in a golden knife, in front of a white jade pot, the wine was overflowing and the dishes were rich. The most middle part was the signature dish of the Linyue Building, the seven treasured fish, the thin fish. Such as the flaps, crystal clear, and with a clear alcohol, it really is refreshing.

"Well... good, really good!"

Fang Yuan also clipped a chopsticks of fish and threw a small piece of gold to the waitress who served next to him: "This fish is fresh and tender, not to mention, the key is this drunken wine, it is not the day after tomorrow, but it is a bit of a natural The taste with the fish is the most rare..."

"The son is really an expert!"

Hearing the praise of Fang Yuan, the waitress next to him was blessed, and the gold was put away without any trace. The eyes were filled with joy: "This is the top-notch drunk silver fish, born with its own wine, even in the drunken lake. It is also very rare!"

"Drunken silver fish?"

Fang Yuan smiled, and the scorpion flashed slightly: "Can the fish still drink alcohol?"

"This... I am afraid it will be. If the son comes here, isn’t it for the drunken month?" The maid said.

"Drunken Moon Festival?"

Fang Yuan leisurely to drink and eat: "To the Lord!"

"Yes!"

The maid looks a little surprised, but still explains it carefully.

It turns out that this drunk month lake has several days every year. At the peak of Yuehua, the lake will emit unknown wines. If there is nothing, looming, mixed with the moonlight, it is a wonder, this is also the drunk moon lake. The origin of the name.

And at this time, the lake will produce some good things, such as the best drunk silver fish, and even other spiritual things!

This naturally attracted many literati and martial artists, and came to seek secret exploration, market transactions, exchanges, and finally formed a specific festival.

"Oh?"

Fang Yuanyi smiled: "This is really a good time to come, but it is a coincidence. Partial life makes me catch up, but also has a fate!"

"This nature! The son is a blessed person!"

The maid smiled and smiled, but her heart was not very faithful.

Linyuelou is not a place where anyone can come. Although the son is stranger and mysterious, the worship in the building is shocked and he is told to be careful and entertained. How can it be ordinary people?

Needless to say, this temperament is elegant and the shots are wide.

She has already guessed in her heart that this is the son of a family.

Fang Yuan picked up the wine cellar, blowing the breeze, watching the beautiful scenery below, but his heart was constantly thinking: 'I can’t think of it... the land that the treasure map refers to has become a scenic spot, the man is acting, very Unexpectedly... However, it can be hidden under the eyes of everyone, and the means of arrangement may not be so simple. It just happens to have a market, but it is extraordinary to delay the day and then explore the lake...

......

Since this drunken festival is famous in Zhu Guozhong, it will naturally have a clue in the early days.

In Fang Yuan’s view, the concentration of people in the vicinity suddenly increased. There were more warriors with swords and swords. The light was sharp and the atmosphere was fine. When you walked on the road, you unconsciously avoided it.

At night, the moonlight is high, and above the lake, the smoke is vast.

In the silence of a piece of silver, the lakeside, a few smoldering fires appear, the green is like a blue, the sinister is very infiltrating.

Then the sweltering fire continued to increase, and the cattle and horses gathered together, and the cloth sheds were set up, faintly assembled into a market-like appearance. In the eyes of unsuspecting civilians, it was a group of magical dances.

In fact, this gathering is really called a ghost set.

Although in Fang Yuan’s view, it’s just that the assembly of the practice circles is just a mystery and I don’t want to let the civilians harass.

“The annual black market can be seen, what are the novelties!”

Since it is so hidden and exposed, the people who come here are also mostly ghosts. Fang Yuan wears a fight from the big stream and covers his face.

This kind of black market, without asking the origins, there are really some good things coming out.

Of course, once you get out of the ghost market, you will encounter what you will encounter, and you will not be guaranteed. Whether it is buying fake goods or earning stolen goods and bearing **** hatred, it is only a bad luck.

"Hello, are you coming for the first time?"

At the entrance to the ghost city, a few black-skinned people dressed in the door, saw the arrival of Fang Yuan, and smiled forward to meet.

"Exactly... I don't know if there is any rule here?"

Fang Yuan’s eyes lit up, and the radiant light was released, which made the black people cool behind.

"Where...just some customary things, I want to remind you one or two!"

The black man’s leader immediately changed his smile: “In the ghost market, it is a barter, gold and silver are also collected, but no bills are collected, and once the transaction is made, the money and goods are clear, and they cannot be returned. Of course. The most important thing is that you can't use force in the ghost city, otherwise you will fight it!"

"Ok."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and entered the market directly.

"Big brother..."

A black man next to him saw him so rude, and immediately stepped forward and asked behind the leader.

"Don't think about it, are you tired of living?"

The leader of the black man is a scorpion, and he directly swears: "We are being elected by the various families and guarding the door. It is because this is unselfish, the little tricks underneath are more, and it is worth the loss! And..."

He looked in the direction of Fang Yuan’s departure, with a trace of anxiety in his throat.

Although the voice of the other party is young, but the ghost knows whether or not the old monster is posing. If it really provokes a master of the game, it will be no one will be in his head.

......

Of course, this leader did not know, because of his own prudence, saved a small life.

At this time, Fang Yuan was looking around in the market, and his face was very pleasant.

“It’s a black market. The probability of producing a good product is still very high, and the price is cheap. It’s just that the origin is not clear...”

Just visiting a few stalls, Fang Yuan began to follow the mind, and started a few rare species of spiritual things.

Others, he has little interest.

After all, with his eyes at this time, and the vastness of the owner of the mountains, there are very few things that can be seen.

"You, the drunken lake will open, the spirits are prosperous, it is the best opportunity to try your luck, how can you get a water map?"

In front, a burst of rumors came, such as the thunder.

Among the ghost markets that whisper, it is even more compelling.

In the first two steps of Fang Yuan, he saw a cloak sitting on the side of the road and posing a small stall in front of it. There were only three maps on it.

"This drunken moon water map is that I have spent decades trying to find out, only three copies, each thousand or two silver or equivalent items!"

The cloak is very crowded.

“The catalogue is beautiful, but I don’t know if it’s true or not... Otherwise, one thousand two is really not expensive!”

A bystander next to him looked up and shook his head again: "Can you see the whole picture?"

"Nature is not good!"

The cloak refused: "Only if you pay the price, you can see the complete catalogue, and I can also swear here, this year's ghost market, only these three maps will flow into the market!"

'Ok? It is a smart person! ’

When Fang Yuan came forward, he saw that the maps were only remnants, and they were covered up in many areas, but they were beautifully crafted, with dense scales and notes on them. It looked like they used their hearts.

However, in that case, the possibility of fraud is too high. If you buy it, regret it is too late.

And, who can give this cloak a guarantee, do you really believe it? After all, the map is copied a few more points and sold out. It is simply unprofitable.

"It's a pity... If it's one hundred and two silver, I will gamble on my grandfather!"

One of the onlookers started to swear.

"I am Jiang... I work, natural virginity is not deceiving, it is three, it is three!"

The cloak was angry and his voice was a bit louder.

"Haha... In this case, the old man will sell you a face!"

At this time, the crowd flashed away, and a black man with an old voice came in: "This is a good drunkard, a value of two hundred! Ten, how about the map of the little brother?"

"Natural answer!"

The cloaked man embraced the fist and took the pearl of the old man and put the map on his hands.

"It won't be a fake, the two collude, come and lie to us?"

Seeing that the big head appeared, the people present were hesitant, and then they were somewhat uncertain, for fear of encountering a liar.

In this ghost city, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and naturally everyone has it.

But Fang Yuan has a different view.

‘The two people, the understanding is the understanding, but it is the cloak of the previous sales map, the urgency of the rush, revealing flaws, this was discovered! From the reaction of the old man who bought the map, it seems that there is still some fame... although the left and right are only four-day-level warriors...’

There is a point in my heart, and a few points are confirmed for the authenticity of the map. Fang Yuan immediately goes forward and carefully looks up.

Under this sweep, the corner of the eye is a jump.

Because in the part of the remnants of the exhibition, it seems to have a subtle coincidence with the treasure map on him!

"Drunken Moon Lake is also very big after all. It is too much trouble to find one by one. At this time, I found a clue directly. I really took a nap to give a pillow!"

At this point, Fang Yuan immediately entered the scene and rolled up a map.

"This friend..."

The cloak was angry, but immediately turned into a cold hair, as if facing a prehistoric beast.

"Reassured, the old man will not take advantage of you!"

Fang Yuan hoarse and scorpion, and arbitrarily picked up a jade bottle.

"This is ... a panacea?"

After the cloak man pours out, his eyes are wide and his voice is screaming, and the audience is full of sorrow.