Chapter 3

Although Tang Zheng's spatial belt could be considered as "poor but with only money left," apart from the gold bars, there was nothing else inside. However, from Tian Meng, Tang Zheng still received a very, very comforting piece of information.

Purple Gold has value!

And it has a lot of value.

The currency used for transactions on the Starlight Continent is a round coin with a square hole, commonly known as "Purple Gold Treasure," weighing one tael each. The material used to mint this currency is the special precious metal that falls from the sky, Purple Gold!

In addition to the Purple Gold Treasure, there are also Flowing Silver Treasure and Secret Copper Treasure, which have the same shape but are made of different materials.

"In fact, in ordinary market transactions, you rarely see Purple Gold. Only in very large transactions would Purple Gold be used, or in the form of credit notes from powerful families," Tian Meng said.

Tang Zheng was a bit surprised. Credit notes, aren't those just paper money?

Tian Meng took off the jade pendant inlaid with gold from his waist and handed it to Tang Zheng: "Apart from large transactions, the main use of Purple Gold is to be crafted into various accessories through special methods to assist in cultivating Star Power. After all, it is a precious mineral that fell from the sky, and no mineral on the ground can match its compatibility with Star Power."

Tang Zheng turned the jade pendant over.

The light yellow surface was covered with a faint purple hue, which was the Purple Gold he was very familiar with!

However, the stuff in his spatial belt was not measured in taels but in tons—this couldn't really be blamed on him; which game doesn't have inflation?

Tang Zheng estimated that even if the Purple Gold in his belt was still there, he would often face the awkward situation of "Dear, I can't make change."

But before the awkwardness, the key issue was how to get some "blue" to take out the Purple Gold from the spatial item.

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

Of course, he wouldn't be so foolish as to ask Tian Meng why, despite being a waste, he still wore a Purple Gold jade pendant to assist in cultivation.

It was already late.

Tian Meng had spoken too much and been startled several times, and his physical strength could no longer support him.

The three of them took bedding and clothes from the chest and laid out three sleeping mats.

The room, with its flickering lamplight, returned to silence.

...

Tang Zheng closed his eyes to rest but did not fall asleep.

Listening to Tian Meng and his book boy's breathing, which was deep and shallow, it seemed they were also not sleeping soundly.

The first half of the night passed relatively peacefully.

In the second half of the night, a faint fragrance slowly wafted into the room.

It was like the scent of flowers or fruit, identical to the smell on the clothes he found in the chest, but dozens of times stronger.

As soon as he sat up, he saw the pair of eyes on the door panel appear again.

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

Tang Zheng's figure flickered, and he quickly moved to the wall, maintaining a combat-ready stance.

Suddenly, the little book boy opened his eyes.

He first looked around with an empty gaze, then jumped up in terror, desperately pulling at his hair with both hands.

Tian Meng, who was not sleeping soundly, was startled awake by the book boy's movements. Before he could react, the little book boy was already dashing towards the wall!

Tian Meng's eyes widened, and he lunged to pull him.

His hand slipped, and he missed. The little book boy smashed himself into the wall, and blood immediately seeped from his forehead.

The dark red blood slowly trickled down the wall...

But the little book boy seemed oblivious to the pain, and he reached out to strangle his own neck, rolling his eyes and drooling, moaning, "No... don't... don't strangle me to death!"

Tian Meng's face turned pale, and he stumbled over to push him, but as soon as he stood up, his legs gave out, and he fell again.

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

Could there really be a ghost?

Why couldn't he see anything?

On the contrary, he felt an indescribable joy rising from the depths of his soul.

Awesome! So awesome!

From his hair to his toes, from his body to his soul, he felt an inexplicable comfort.

At this moment, the star constellation behind Tian Meng, the Frostless Blade, rose again: "How is this possible? How can there really be a ghost? I saw it, I saw it... she... she was sticking out her tongue, right... right there, look... look... she's even smiling at me!"

Tang Zheng covered his ears and looked in the direction Tian Meng pointed: "Where?"

"Right there! Can't you see? You can't see... only I can see..."

"..." Tang Zheng gave up on communication.

Tian Meng could still converse with Tang Zheng, maintaining a basic level of rationality, but his mental state could not sustain normal communication. As for his little book boy, he seemed to neither see nor hear Tang Zheng.

The fragrance was getting stronger...

Tang Zheng's indescribable comfort was also increasing, and his brain seemed to be working several times faster.

The little book boy was already convulsing, vomiting every few convulsions, and the last vomit even contained blood!

Tang Zheng delivered a precise chop to the little book boy, knocking him unconscious, as letting him continue like this would surely be fatal.

Tang Zheng held his breath.

He was not familiar with this world and needed to think in a way he was familiar with!

If this were a dungeon...

If this were a plot...

Then, what is the first thing to find when reading such a dungeon?

The plot trigger point!

"Trigger point... trigger point... fragrance!" Tang Zheng quickly began to move.

Clang, clang.

One door, two doors...

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

On the cold night, the cold wind, carrying a bone-chilling chill, rushed in through every opened door and window!

The air began to circulate!

In just a few seconds, the fragrance in the room was completely dispersed.

The little book boy was still unconscious on the ground.

Tian Meng sat dazed on the ground for a long time before muttering, "She's gone, she... she's finally gone."

All the candles had been extinguished.

The only light left in the room was the cold glow emitted by the Frostless Blade behind Tian Meng.

...

The sky gradually brightened.

The tumultuous night finally passed.

Seeing the sunlight streaming in through the open doors and windows, Tian Meng's face regained a bit of color.

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

"Everything was fine in the first half of the night. It wasn't until the second half when I smelled a fragrance that your book boy went crazy. As the fragrance grew stronger, you said you saw a ghost, and I saw nothing, but felt like I was being pampered by several beauties, and my thoughts became particularly clear. In the end, I opened the doors and windows to disperse the fragrance, and you gradually recovered."

Tang Zheng's clear explanation was not sure if he was talking to Tian Meng or organizing his own thoughts.

The little book boy's face turned pale again, not from fear but from weakness due to blood loss.

"If I'm not mistaken, the reason we saw ghosts was because of hallucinations. The fragrance you mentioned is a hallucinogenic poison!" Tian Meng said after listening to Tang Zheng.

"Hallucinogenic poison?"

"A special pill that, when used in small amounts, can cause hallucinations, and if taken long-term, can be addictive!"

If it can cause hallucinations and be addictive, then it must be...

Various names of prohibited substances popped into Tang Zheng's mind.

"But your book boy's condition was more severe than yours, and your condition was more severe than mine..."

"Do you have something very valuable on you?" Tian Meng asked directly. If they had just met, he would never have asked such a direct question, but after last night's conversation and the incident, his eyes seemed to have gained a lot more depth.

Tang Zheng stared at Tian Meng's face for a moment and then nodded.

"More valuable than my Purple Gold jade pendant?"

"Much more valuable..."

"I see. Hallucinogenic poisons come in many types, and the one we encountered should be..." Tian Meng pronounced the name of the hallucinogenic poison, "Paper Intoxication!"

"Paper Intoxication?" Tang Zheng immediately felt it was not a good thing.

"Paper Intoxication is a very famous hallucinogenic poison, not something just anyone can afford. Only with something valuable on you can Paper Intoxication cause various pleasant hallucinations and occasionally make you feel refreshed and clear-minded..." Tian Meng's tone changed, "Without something valuable, it will cause terrifying hallucinations, continuous nausea and vomiting, and in the worst case, it can even damage your vital organs, leading to death!"

Tang Zheng subconsciously touched his spatial belt.

There was actually such a bizarre hallucinogenic poison in the world?

If he didn't have this Purple Gold belt, he might already be a corpse.

However, based on the characteristics of Paper Intoxication and his different reactions from Tian Meng and the book boy last night, he could deduce an important piece of information—his Purple Gold in the belt was all there and extremely valuable!

"So... so there was no ghost at all?" The little book boy was still trembling.

Tang Zheng lightly tapped his head, his thoughts now completely clear.

Paper money at the door, strange-smelling clothes, eyes on the door, ghost stories...

"Yes, the so-called ghost village, Fengmen Village, is actually a drug trafficking base!" Tang Zheng organized the plot like in a game, tapping nearby objects, "They create the illusion of ghosts to prevent people from entering. If someone accidentally stays overnight, they release a large amount of Paper Intoxication, causing terrifying hallucinations. These people, after leaving, naturally spread their ghostly experiences..."

He suddenly stopped halfway through.

Tian Meng, who had just caught up with his rhythm, nodded, "Then what?"

"Then, apart from that useless blade behind you, do you have any other useful blades?"

"Ah?" Tian Meng was once again lost.

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

Just as Tian Meng was confused, applause sounded from outside.

Six burly men in simple villager clothing blocked the wooden door!

"Fengmen Village hasn't had guests like you two in a long time. One has broad knowledge, recognizing the rare hallucinogenic poison Paper Intoxication, and the other is smart, quickly uncovering the truth about Fengmen Village. If you had entered separately, you might have had a chance to survive, but now, it's just your bad luck..."

Tian Meng immediately understood.

They were really foolish!

These men were revealing the truth about the so-called "ghosts" in Fengmen Village, clearly intending to silence them.

At this critical moment, Tang Zheng still had the presence of mind to make a joke: "Team death successful, plot ends, entering combat!"

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