Chapter 7: The Red Carp Gang!

  The girl was about to turn and leave when the young man beside her smiled and said, "Since you're here, take a look. Who knows, it might be real." He led the way towards Tang Lin's stall.

  "Little friend, is that a talisman in your hand?" the young man asked gently.

  Tang Lin had long noticed him, "These two should be students of the Bamboo Sword Martial Arts Academy. Look at the young man's palm, his fingerprints are almost worn off, and he has calluses. The sunken spot on his temple is about the size of a bean, so he should have average martial arts skills." He recognized the embroidery on the young man's clothes.

  This is the logo of the Bamboo Sword Dojo.

  In the entire Longxiang City, the strongest first martial art hall is the Tiandragon Martial Art Hall. Next are the three major martial art halls: Zhujian Martial Art Hall, Tingyu Martial Art Hall, and Hanshang Martial Art Hall. Every year's martial art hall competition is a contest between these three major martial art halls and the Tiandragon Martial Art Hall for the first place.

  "Yes." Tang Lin nodded slightly and smiled, "Are you going to buy it? This is a 'Moon Clock Symbol'. Once used, within half an hour, young monsters who have just learned the art of transformation will not be able to harm you in the slightest!"

  "Can you withstand the monster's attack for half an hour?" The young man was somewhat surprised.

  "Who knows what's true or false, kid? Don't learn to deceive people at such a young age." The girl pouted and walked up to the stall, slightly raising her swan-like white neck, looking down at Tang Lin and said: "We're professionals, one look and we'll know if it's real or fake. If I find out it's fake, I guarantee you won't be able to leave with your pants on!"

  "It's true or false, just try it." Tang Lin said calmly: "Whether you buy it or not is up to you."

  The young man's eyes sparkled with interest as he nodded and asked, "How much per ticket?"

  "Ten taels!" Tang Lin directly quoted a high price, his mind was quick and he knew that the talisman was a rare item, as long as someone sincerely wanted it, they would haggle.

  "Ten taels?" The girl's eyes widened. "Why don't you go rob? How old are you, are you a demon catcher or something?"

  The young man couldn't help but furrow his brow.

  Ten taels is no small amount.

  "I'll take it!" A lazy voice suddenly came from beside him.

  Tang Lin and the young man couldn't help but turn their heads to look, only to see a white-clad youth walking towards them with an air of elegance. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his clear face had a hint of scholarly aura. He held a folding fan in his hand, and was followed by two attendants, one male and one female. The tendons on the back of their hands were as hard as steel, with thick calluses, clearly indicating that they were skilled in martial arts.

  "If Ling Feng." The young man's face sank.

  "Hey, I didn't expect to see you two here." The young man in white walked over, his eyes scanning the girl's body briefly before landing on the youth, "I wonder if the injury from our last match has healed?"

  "Hmph!" The young man's face turned gloomy. Last time he had a duel with the youth in front of him, he actually lost! This was a great shame that he had always thought about!

  "You're just a coward." The girl shouted: "If you have the ability, I'll find our senior brother to fight with you. Bullying my brother is nothing. Don't think that just because you got the true transmission of 'Thousand Layers of Rain' from Listening Rain Pavilion, you can win in the upcoming tournament four months later. With our senior brother here, you guys don't even have the qualification to enter the top three!"

  "Is that so?" The young man in white clothes gently shook his folding fan and said leisurely, "Since becoming a high-level martial artist, I really haven't had a match with someone of the same level. I hope your senior brother won't disappoint me."

  "Hmph!" The young man snorted and turned around to pull up his sister, saying: "Let's go."

  The girl was unhappy in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't beat the boy, so she could only follow her brother away with a huff.

  "Don't fight!" Tang Lin saw the business slipping away and immediately spoke up.

  "Who wants your ghost symbol? You're so young and yet you're playing such a deceitful trick. Don't let me see you again in the future!" The girl said angrily.

  Tang Lin helplessly shook his head and looked at the young man in white: "You just said you wanted to buy, how many do you want?"

  "How many?" The young man in white glanced at him, "I just happened to pass by and deliberately irritated them. Although I will go to the 'Misty Swamp' outside the city for training in a few days and need some talismans to protect myself, but I won't buy your fake talismans." After finishing speaking, he leisurely shook his fan and turned around to leave.

  Tang Lin gazed in the direction he had left, his brow furrowed, a cold glint flashing across his eyes. He didn't say anything else and sat down, continuing to wait for customers.

  Next, several more people saw the talisman in Tang Lin's hand, but they just took a glance from afar and left. In their opinion, only a demon-suppressing master could create such talismans, so how could a demon-suppressing master possibly come here to sell them in person?

  Tang Lin could only smile wryly at this situation.

  "Huh?" Several people suddenly appeared in front of Tang Lin's stall, all of them young warriors dressed in exquisite armor, some of which were made from materials that looked like snake skin, clearly obtained from fierce beasts.

  "Little friend, what are you selling in your hand?" asked a handsome young man gently.

  Tang Lin thought of his previous encounter and couldn't help but say, "These are all real talismans."

  The young man smiled slightly and said: "What kind of symbol is this? Judging from the number in your hand, it seems not small. Is it made by yourself?"

  Tang Lin's mind was racing, and he shook his head: "It wasn't me who made it, it was my teacher who made it. He is a demon-trapping master! As for this talisman, it is a defensive talisman called 'Moon Bell Talisman'. After using it, you can defend against small monsters' attacks for half an hour."

  "How much is it per copy?"

  "Ten taels." Tang Lin said without hesitation.

  "Hmm!" The young man nodded without hesitation, "How many do you have in your hand? I want them all. However, I'll try one first, if it's fake..." His eyes flashed with a hint of cold light.

  Tang Lin had never thought that a person's eyes could be so terrifying, and when he saw that cold light, he had no doubt that if the young man discovered the talisman was fake, he would immediately kill himself!

  This is murderous aura!

  However, Tang Lin, who had been influenced by the classics since childhood, was upright and straightforward, and said calmly, "There are twenty-seven here, all of which are genuine!"

  The young man nodded slightly and pulled out a stack of silver bills from his pocket, counted a large stack and handed it to Tang Lin, "Here is two hundred and seventy taels."

  Seeing the stack of silver notes, Tang Lin's eyes lit up, his heart racing with excitement, and his body slightly trembling. However, he didn't lose his composure and quickly checked the notes to confirm they were genuine before handing over the talisman to the young man.

  "Lighter." The young man reached out beside him.

  A young man beside him immediately handed him a lighter.

  He opened the lighter and skillfully twisted a talisman, carefully igniting it.

  "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

  On the symbol, a flow of light like mercury flashed immediately, and shot into the young man's body clothes, making his gray-white armor in the sunset glow, become as bright as silver, shining with extraordinary brilliance.

  The situation here attracted everyone's attention from all around. When they saw the changes on this young man's body, one by one, they were shocked beyond words.

  "It's really true!" The young man's face showed surprise.

  He had only been holding onto a try-and-see attitude, but unexpectedly the talisman in this child's hand was actually real!

  He said it was made by his master before, could he be a disciple of the demon-suppressing master?

  Thinking of this, the young man's gaze at Tang Lin immediately became kinder, and he smiled: "I didn't expect it to be a real talisman. The name 'Moon Clock Talisman' I've heard before, it's a relatively common defensive talisman. Little friend, does your master have more such talismans? I want to buy some more."

  Tang Lin was taken aback for a moment, "Buy more?"

  "Ah!" The young man smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hong Cheng, I'm the captain of the first battalion of the Red Carp Society. We often fight in the wilderness and need a large number of these talismans."

  Koi help!

  Tang Lin was taken aback, in the entire Longxiang City, there were people from all walks of life, the martial arts world was led by the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall, while the gangs were led by the Qingshan Gang. And this Hongliu Gang was the only gang in Longxiang City that dared to rival the Qingshan Gang!

  In a gang like this, all are martial artists, and even warriors may exist. It is said that in the Qing Shan Gang, there is a warrior sitting in town!

  Tang Lin quickly regained his composure and nodded immediately: "There are some more basic talismans like this, if you need them, I can ask my master to help you make them."

  Hong Cheng's face lit up with joy, and his attitude towards Tang Lin became even more polite. "Then thank you very much, this is our sect's entrance token. If you want to sell it in the future, just go to my sect's entrance, show them this token, and someone will bring you to see me." As he spoke, he took out a wooden plaque from his pocket.

  Tang Lin took it over, glanced at it, and put it in his bosom, saying: "Since that's the case, we'll meet again." He put the silver ticket in his bosom, shouldered his book bag, nodded to Hong Cheng, and turned to leave.

  Although he had unintentionally found the Red Carpentry Guild, Tang Lin did not want to talk too much. Now that he had enough silver, it was time to purchase materials.

  He immediately walked freely in the market.

  He had over 200 taels of silver notes in his bosom, and many people saw the scene just now. He was not in a hurry to leave here. After all, in the free market, there is no need to worry about security. If someone follows him, he can spend all the money and eliminate others' greed.

  "Copper furnace, ten pieces of Longxiang wood charcoal, He Shou Wu, eight lotus leaves, Blood burial flower, ginseng......" Tang Lin searched for these medicinal materials everywhere in the free market according to the formula given by Xiaogou.

  Tang Lin's mind was racing, and he suddenly thought of something. He walked to a secluded corner and quietly asked Xiao Hui in the book basket: "Since the Blood Cloud Pill is a tonic, if we replace the originally needed 100-year-old ginseng with ten 500-year-old ginsengs, will the effect be even better?"

  Xiao Hui said in a low voice, "Don't think wildly, first of all, your body may not be able to withstand the strong medicinal power, and the elixir also needs to match the materials, balance the medicinal properties, just like cooking, each seasoning must be even!"

  Tang Lin suddenly came back to his senses and could only buy according to the prescription with a sigh of helplessness.

  After spending two hours, all the materials were finally bought. For unfamiliar herbs like He Shou Wu and Ba Lian Ye, he had to go to the medicinal material district one by one to ask, and also compare prices among three shops, thus wasting a lot of time.

  All materials cost a total of one hundred and sixty taels of silver.

  Tang Lin saw that it was getting late and hurriedly walked back home along the wide and crowded road.