Chapter 3: There is only one truth, but there are many idiots.

  Although Tang Zheng's waistband could be considered the legendary "poor to the point of only having money left", apart from gold bars, there was nothing else in his waistband. However, from Tian Meng, Tang Zheng still obtained a very comforting piece of information.

  Purple gold is valuable!

  And it's very valuable.

  The currency used for transactions on the Star Continent is a round, square-holed coin commonly known as "Zijin Tongbao", weighing one or two taels, and the metal used to cast this currency is a special precious metal that falls from the starry sky, Zijin!

  In addition to Zijin Tongbao, there are also silver and copper versions of the coin with the same design.

  "In fact, in ordinary market transactions, you rarely see purple gold. Only particularly large transactions will use purple gold, or some powerful families' IOUs." Tian Meng said.

  Tang Zheng was slightly surprised, wasn't a promissory note just paper money?

  Tian Meng took the jade pendant with gold inlays from his waist and handed it to Tang Zheng: "Apart from large transactions, the main purpose of Zi Jin is still to be made into various accessories through special methods to assist in cultivating star power. After all, it is a precious ore that fell from the starry sky, and no mineral on the ground can match its degree of harmony with star power."

  Tang Zheng flipped the jade pendant over.

  Above the bright yellow, there was a faint purple hue, which was precisely the Zi Jin that Tang Zheng was extremely familiar with.

  But what's in his space belt isn't counted by the "two" but by the "ton" - this really can't be blamed on him, which game doesn't have inflation?

  Even if the purple gold in his waistband is still there, he's probably going to be frequently faced with the awkward situation of "Honey, I lost my wallet".

  Before getting embarrassed, how to get some "blue" and take out the purple gold in the space props is the most critical issue.

  Tang Zheng returned the gold-inlaid jade pendant to Tian Meng.

  Of course, he wouldn't go ask Tian Meng why someone as useless as him would wear a purple gold jade pendant for auxiliary cultivation.

  The sky has darkened.

  Tian Meng said too much and was startled several times, his physical strength couldn't hold on.

  Three people took out blankets and clothes from boxes and made three beds on the ground.

  The house with swaying lamp shadows regained its silence.

  ……

  Tang Zheng simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, without letting himself fall asleep.

  Listening to Tian Meng and his book boy's breathing, deep and shallow, it seems that they also sleep restlessly.

  The first half of the night was still peaceful.

  It was late at night when a faint fragrance slowly drifted into the room.

  It was like the scent of flowers, and also like the scent of fruit, just like the smell on the clothes that Tang Zheng had found in the box, only several dozen times more intense.

  He had just sat up when he saw those eyes on the door panel again, and they floated up once more.

  "Uhh... Gugu..." Tian Meng's little book boy suddenly let out a low, strange cry.

  Tang Zheng's figure flashed and he quickly stuck to the wall, maintaining a combat stance.

  Suddenly, the little book boy opened his eyes.

  He first looked around with a vacant expression, then suddenly jumped up in terror, frantically clutching his hair with both hands.

  Tian Meng was also sleeping lightly and was startled awake by the noise of Xiao Shu. Before he could react, Xiao Shu rushed towards the wall with all his might!

  Tian Meng's eyes widened and he rushed over to grab him.

  His hand slipped and he didn't catch it. The little book boy heavily slammed himself into the wall, and a large amount of fresh blood immediately seeped out from his forehead.

  Deep red blood slowly flowed down from the wall...

  The little book boy was completely unaware of the pain, and he stretched out his hand again, pinched his own neck, rolled up his eyes, and drooled uncontrollably, muttering: "Don't... don't strangle me to death!"

  Tian Meng's face turned white with fear, and he stumbled over to push him, but as soon as he stood up, his legs softened again and he fell to the ground.

  Tang Zheng held his breath and observed everything in the room.

  Is it really a ghost?

  Why didn't he see anything?

  On the contrary, he also had an inexplicable and mysterious sense of joy, as if it rose from the depths of his soul.

  Awesome! So awesome!

  He felt an inexplicable sense of comfort from head to toe, from body to soul.

  At this moment, the star map behind Tian Meng suddenly rose again: "How is it possible? How can there really be a ghost? I also saw it, I also saw it... She... she was sticking out her tongue, just... right there, you see... you see... she's still smiling at me!"

  Tang Zheng covered his ears and looked in the direction of Tian Meng's pointing: "Where?"

  "It's right there! Can't you see it? You actually can't see... Only I can see..."

  Tang Zheng gave up on communicating.

  Tian Meng was able to converse with Tang Zheng, maintaining a basic level of rationality. Unfortunately, this mental state made it impossible for him to engage in normal communication. As for his young servant, he seemed oblivious to Tang Zheng's presence and didn't appear to hear anything he said.

  That fragrance is getting stronger and stronger...

  Tang Zheng's whole body had an indescribable refreshing feeling that grew stronger and stronger, his brain's processing speed seeming to increase several times in an instant.

  Tian Meng's little book boy has started to convulse, and with each convulsion, he vomits a mouthful. The last thing he spat out was actually streaked with threads of blood!

  Tang Zhengyi's precise hand knife knocked the little book boy to the ground, because if he let the little book boy continue like this, he would definitely lose his life.

  Tang Zheng suppressed his breathing.

  He doesn't understand this world, he needs to change his way of thinking to one he's familiar with!

  If this is a copy...

  If this were a plot...

  So what is the first thing to look for in such a copy?

  Plot trigger!

  "Trigger point... trigger point... fragrance!" Tang Zheng quickly started his walk.

  Ding dong, ding dong.

  One door, two doors...

  One window, two windows, three windows, four windows...

  On a cold night, with piercing chill in the air, the icy wind rushes in fiercely through every open door and window!

  The air has convection!

  In just a few seconds, the fragrance in the house was completely gone.

  The little book boy on the ground was still in a daze and asleep.

  Tian Meng sat stupidly on the ground, sitting for half a day, before muttering to himself: "She's gone... she's finally gone."

  All the lights have been blown out.

  The entire house was left with Tian Meng's back and the unfrosted knife, emitting a cold light.

  ……

  The sky gradually brightened.

  The torturing night has finally passed.

  As the sunlight shone in through the wide open doors and windows, Tian Meng's face finally had a bit of color.

  "Last night..." Tian Meng's voice sounded like a fish that had been dried in the sun for several days.

  "Last night, everything was fine until the second half of the night when I smelled a fragrance wafting in. Soon after, your servant went mad, and as the scent grew stronger, you said you saw a ghost too. But I didn't see anything, instead, it felt like being served by several beauties, feeling extremely comfortable, and my mind became unusually clear. Finally, when I opened the doors and windows to disperse the fragrance, you slowly came back to normal."

  Tang's clear and lucid explanation, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Tian Meng or organizing his own thoughts.

  The little book boy's face turned even paler, not because he was scared, but because of the weakness caused by excessive blood loss.

  "If I'm not mistaken, we see ghosts because of hallucinations. The fragrance you mentioned is the hallucinogen!" Tian Meng said after hearing Tang Zheng's words.

  "Poisonous illusion?"

  "A special pill, when used in small amounts can cause hallucinations, and if taken long-term, it's also addictive!"

  Causes hallucinations and is addictive, isn't that...

  In Tang Zheng's mind, various contraband names popped up.

  "But your servant's condition is more serious than yours, and your condition is more serious than mine..."

  "Are you carrying something very valuable on you?" Tian Meng asked a bit directly, if it were when they had just met, he would never have asked such a direct question. After going through last night's candlelight conversation and the unexpected event, his eyes seemed to hold many more things.

  Tang Zheng stared at Tian Meng's face for a moment before nodding slightly.

  "Is it more precious than my purple gold jade pendant?"

  "Ah, much more precious..."

  "I understand. There are many types of hallucinogenic poison, and the one we encountered should be... " Tian Meng slowly enunciated the name of this hallucinogen, "Paper Drunken Golden Obsession!"

  "What's 'Paper Drunken Gold Bewilderment'?" Tang Zhengyi felt it wasn't anything good as soon as he heard it.

  "Paper drunk gold is a very famous hallucinogen, not something ordinary people can afford. Only when there are precious things on the body to suppress it, paper drunk gold will produce various happy hallucinations, occasionally even having a refreshing and agile thinking effect..." Tian Meng's tone suddenly changed, "If there is no real gold to suppress it, terrible hallucinations, nausea and vomiting will occur non-stop, at worst, it may even harm the foundation, ultimately leading to death!"

  Tang Zheng subconsciously touched his own waistband.

  Is there really such a bizarre and strange poison in this world?

  If he didn't have this purple gold waistband on him, he might be a corpse by now.

  However, with the characteristics of being drunk and confused, as well as his completely different reaction from Tian Meng last night, he can infer an important piece of information - all the purple gold in his waistband is still there, and it's worth a fortune!

  "So... so you're saying there's no such thing as ghosts?" The little book boy was still shivering.

  Tang Zheng gently knocked on his head, and his thoughts were completely cleared up.

  Paper money at the door, strange-smelling clothes, eyes on the door, rumors of ghosts...

  "Ah, the so-called haunted village of Fengmen is actually a drug trafficking base!" Tang Zheng tapped on nearby objects as if organizing the plot in a game. "They created the illusion of being haunted just to keep people out. If someone accidentally spends the night there, they release large amounts of hallucinogenic drugs, causing the person to have terrifying hallucinations. And when that person leaves, they naturally spread their own ghostly encounters far and wide..."

  He stopped suddenly in mid-sentence.

  Tian Meng had just caught up with his rhythm and nodded: "Then what?"

  "Then, apart from the useless knife behind your back, did you bring any other useful knives?"

  "Ah?" Tian Meng was once again left disoriented by his sudden jump.

  "We're screwed!" Tang Zheng said bluntly, as if he wasn't cursing himself.

  Just as Tian Meng was confused about what was going on, applause erupted from outside.

  Six burly men dressed in simple village attire blocked the wooden gate!

  "It's been a long time since we've had two guests like you in Fengmen Village. One of you is knowledgeable enough to know about the extremely rare Paper Drunken Gold Dust poison, and the other is clever enough to figure out the truth about Fengmen Village with just a few words. If you two had entered the village separately, you might have been able to beg for mercy and get out alive. But since you've run into each other, it's clear that your luck has run out..."

  How could he not understand after hearing it once?

  I've really been foolish!

  They thus one by one spoke out the truth about what was called "ghosts" in Fengmen Village, wasn't it just to silence them?

  At a critical moment of life and death, Tang Zheng unexpectedly spit out a sentence: "Team formation successful, plot ended, enter battle!"

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