Sword of Coming

However, the treasure of the store is a well-deserved spiritual weapon. It is a heavy iron arrow without feathers. Presumably the owner of this object must have been incredibly strong during his lifetime and was a warrior on the battlefield. , the blood stains have not faded yet, and have soaked into the arrows.

When the female ghost shopkeeper saw this man staring down in front of the arrow, she smiled and said: "The old immortal master really has a good eye. This object is called the 'Broken Mountain Arrow'. It was once an object that was defeated by thousands of enemies on the battlefield in Longxi Kingdom. That person The general is a military monk. His gift is a mountain-breaking bow. With twelve mountain-breaking arrows, one arrow can blast through the mountain. The power is extremely amazing. This mountain-breaking arrow is even rarer because the arrow is stained with blood. , because it shot through the eyeball of another enemy military general, the blood stain remained for thousands of years, so my master named it the "eye-breaking arrow". If it is an ordinary copper-stinking city ghost and the mountain spirit, it is One glance at this arrow will make you feel dazzled and your eyes will hurt. If the old immortal master buys it, travels through mountains and rivers, and swims with arrows, evil spirits will be warded off, and ghosts will not invade."

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Where is that broken mountain bow now?"

The female ghost shopkeeper lamented: "During the heart-wrenching battle at the Skeleton Beach, the bow was stretched to pieces by its master on the battlefield. Not only did the bow string break, but so did the bow body."

Chen Ping'an sighed: "What a brutal fight."

The female ghost smiled and said: "If this were not the case, there would be no chance for ghosts like us to come back to life. Instead, we have to thank those warriors who spare their lives on the battlefield."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I'll go shopping again."

The female ghost didn't force her and allowed the old man wearing a bamboo hat to leave the shop.

Chen Pingan visited all the shops on this street and found that the situation was similar. Each shop treasured a spiritual weapon. For example, there was an iron plate pipa in the shop at the end, which was in good condition.

The rest of the scattered ancient collections are not very popular. Even if Chen Ping'an wanted to buy it at a low price and resell it elsewhere, he couldn't pick out one or two pieces. Presumably, all the really good things had been given to the woman and the prime minister had collected them in that "palace." "city".

When it came to picking up leaks and having good eyesight, Chen Ping'an still learned a little bit from Ma Duyi and the old ghost from Shu Jian Lake.

However, after seeing too many good things, Chen Ping'an was somewhat confident about whether an object was good or bad. However, in the end, there was still a gap in how good it was and how good it was.

Finally, Chen Pingan returned to the shop where he first set foot. The two little guys were no longer afraid of him. They were sitting on the threshold to bask in the sun. They just moved their buttocks to let them out of the way.

The female ghost shopkeeper smiled and asked: "Old immortal master, is there any unexpected gain in our Jinfenfang?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You can't buy something with a good price and good reputation."

She glanced at the big package Chen Ping'an was carrying and asked, "Is the old immortal master going to give up his love and sell his treasure?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Try your luck. I wonder if the shopkeeper likes it or not."

She smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after seeing it. If you really have that kind of quality, my shop is not afraid of spending money."

Chen Pingan took off the package, placed it gently on the counter, and moved things out one by one.

These are only 30% of the items in the summer queen's boudoir and Fuhai Yuanjun's water mansion.

It can be seen that Chen Ping'an's ability to scrape the ground three feet before was so great that not a single blade of grass grew in the place where he passed.

The female ghost looked strange at first.

Because the previous items were actually items used in women’s boudoirs, makeup jars, makeup mirrors, silver boxes with mandarin duck patterns engraved with lines, and women’s headdresses, which were only as big as a fist, but were carefully carved with a cluster of bright red peonies and hundreds of dancing flowers...

This old foreign immortal master is really a shameless pervert!

The guy wearing a bamboo hat seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he stopped taking things out and finally started to rummage around and took out a few normal wealthy items.

The female ghost shopkeeper's sullen and embarrassed expression improved slightly.

When Chen Pingan took out a pair of golden chopsticks, her eyes changed slightly.

It was even more exciting than seeing the ingenious golden flower headdress.

In the end, Chen Ping'an only took out half of the items in the package, which were so densely packed that they filled the counter, and asked: "Does the shopkeeper have anything he likes?"

The female ghost shopkeeper's eyes wandered around all the objects at will, and only paused briefly on a gouache porcelain bottle. It seemed that she was only slightly tempted, but more disappointed.

Chen Pingan lamented, "Since neither you nor I can show anything, we have to go to the copper-stinking city in vain."

Seeing that the bad old man was already packing the package, the female ghost gently stretched out a finger, pressed lightly on the top of the gouache porcelain bottle, and said: "Old immortal master, I wonder how much this little porcelain bottle costs? I It looks so small and cute that I plan to buy it with my own money."

Chen Ping'an glanced at the small pastel porcelain vase, deliberately showed a hint of sarcasm, and said with a smile: "It is the least valuable among my treasures. Just give it to the shopkeeper."

Chen Ping'an was sure that it was really worthless. Ladies and powerful ladies might like it, but it only cost tens or a hundred taels of silver. The reason why it was chosen by the ghost shopkeeper was just a series of price-lowering tactics. First, Chen Pingan will never do business again, so he still has a lot of eyesight. In terms of the depth of her mind and the depth of her palace, can this female ghost shopkeeper from the Bronze Stinky City really compare to that scholar?

So Chen Ping'an began to stuff the items on the counter back into the package, as if you, the shopkeeper, were blind and I was determined to leave.

as expected.

The female ghost couldn't hide the anxiety in her eyes, and asked again: "Old immortal master, my shop has not been open for a long time. How about this? If I pack all the things in your package, I will offer you ninety snowflakes." How about spending money?!”

Chen Ping'an once again glanced sideways at the female ghost with a painful look on her face, pushed the pastel porcelain bottle, then kept moving her hands, and said angrily: "I'm not a beggar begging for food. I’ll just give you this thing, and for the rest of the real treasures, I’ll look for a buyer with real money elsewhere. I don’t believe it. There’s no one with a good taste in such a big copper-stinking city.”

The female ghost seemed to be a little angry. She didn't pick up the pastel porcelain vase, and she didn't say anything to persuade the bad old man to keep it. She allowed him to put all the belongings he took out back into the package and carry them behind her back again. Seeing that she didn't pick up the porcelain vase. Son, the old man was no longer polite. He held it in his hand without pulling it down. Finally, he crossed the threshold and walked away.

When the bad-tempered old man left the shop, the female ghost shopkeeper muttered silently for ten times, then hurriedly waved and called a little ghost girl to the counter and said, "Follow that man. If he turns around and walks back to our shop, , just leave him alone, if he walks all the way and doesn't look like he's going back to Jinfenfang, just go up and tell him that our shop is willing to discuss the price with him."

About a quarter of an hour later, the little girl rushed back to the shop with a sad face, wrinkled her little face, and was about to burst into tears, and said: "Sister Zhenguan, I followed that old man quietly all the way, and he really didn't notice me. I followed him for a long time. , but after he got close to Nuerfang, he turned into an alley. I didn’t dare to follow him too fast, for fear that he would see me when he turned around. So I poked my head out, and when he left the alley, I ran in again, and when I ran out to take a look, he He just disappeared. Sister Zhenguan, the old grandfather disappeared in a blink of an eye. I ran back and forth on that street several times, but I still couldn’t find him..."

The little girl covered her face with her hands and started sobbing when she talked about her sadness.

The female ghost shopkeeper was worried and distressed. She quickly walked around the counter, squatted down, touched the little guy's head, and said softly: "Okay, okay, it's not a big deal. Don't cry, don't cry."

The boy standing aside made a face, gloated, and said: "Sister Zhenguan, if you had asked me to follow you just now, the old man would definitely not be able to escape. You girl is stupid, and it's not like Sister Zhenguan doesn't know it."

The girl finally stopped crying, but now she burst into tears.

The female ghost shopkeeper gave the kid a fierce look, then went behind the counter, took out a silver bell, and threw it to the kid, "I can't leave here in the shop. Take this token and remember not to lose it. Then Hurry to the north palace gate and inform the gatekeeper, General Chu, that an old immortal master from abroad came to Jinfenfang earlier and has many treasures with him. Please tell the Prime Minister not to miss it. It is best to meet that person in person. Meet the immortal master."

The little boy nodded vigorously, "Okay, sister Zhenguan, don't worry, I'm much more reliable at what I do than the sparrow girl!"

The little girl cried harder and harder.

The female ghost shopkeeper pointed to the door, glaring at the little bastard who kept adding fuel to the fire, "Disappear quickly!"

"Got the order!"

The boy immediately ran out.

After a while, the shopkeeper, who was squatting on the ground to comfort the little girl, turned around and looked dumbfounded.

Outside the shop door, a tall woman held the motionless little boy in her hands. She walked into the shop with a smile and said with a smile: "Zhenguan, there is no need to look for me. The wind in Tongfu City has been tense recently, and all suspicious people are coming in and out. Our city lord is being watched carefully, so as soon as the old foreign immortal master walked into Jinfenfang, I got the news."

The woman put the little boy on the ground, sniffed it, her face was full of intoxication, and she said with a smile: "Hey, what a heavy aura of precious light, Zhenguan, you really missed a huge deal."

The young female ghost said guiltily: "I was thinking of helping the prime minister lower the price, but I never thought that the old man had a bad temper and just left in anger."

The woman waved her hand, "It doesn't matter. As long as he's still in our stink city, we can find him no matter what. I've already sent someone to invite him over."

The woman was the biological sister of the Tang lord of Tongfu City, named Tang Jinxiu. Over the long years, she was like a child playing house, building a court in the city and organizing the imperial examinations for the prime minister.

The city lord Tang Weiwei is an old golden elixir ghost, but he has almost never fought with anyone. This is not surprising. In more than ten cities in the south, Pu Chun has the strongest combat power. If he had not committed any evil, he would have been a shocking Yu Pu. The Ghost Sword has been repaired. The rest of the city lords, except for the Taifu City Heroic Spirit near Lanshe Town, have never reached the Nascent Soul realm, and none of them can even be said to be "hopeful". Further north, there is only one Nascent Soul City Lord. He is the hidden patron of the Summer Empress, the powerful heroic spirit of the city that never surrenders, the mainstay general who died in the battle of Shence Kingdom, and one of the three ghost commanders under his command. First, the owner of the broken mountain bow in Tongshicheng once visited Jinfenfang in person. He just took a look at the broken mountain arrow placed in the shop. Instead of taking it away directly, Tongshicheng wanted to return it on his own initiative. Even the golden elixir ghost commander didn’t accept it.

Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "When he comes over, he will say that I am the owner of this golden powder shop and the one who really manages the money. Once my identity is revealed, the immortal master will have to raise the price to death."

The female ghost shopkeeper smiled and nodded.

Tang Jinxiu glanced at the two little ghosts, the boy and the girl, and scolded with a smile: "You two idiots, let's go and play."

The two little guys ran out of the shop quickly.

A slender figure appeared out of thin air in the shop, with ripples of yin energy surrounding it.

Tang Jinxiu was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Brother, why are you here? If I remember correctly, this is your first time to visit my Jinfenfang."

The young female ghost whom she called Zhenguan was already kneeling on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Greetings to the city lord."

The middle-aged man said: "I'm here to tell you that you'd better not have any other ideas except doing business with that person."

Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "Isn't he just an old man? Why, are you afraid that I will take a fancy to you? He is not a young and handsome guy. I have no idea."

Tang Jingyi said helplessly: "This person is just using some deception. If the intelligence is correct, he should be the young swordsman who caused Fan Yunluo and the monsters in the mountain to suffer a lot. I just got a piece of news, that mountain dog He died too, his head was pierced by a flying sword, quietly, without even showing up."

Tang Jinxiu licked his tongue.

Tang Jingyi said sternly: "I don't care about you when we play in normal times. This time the matter is very important. If you are not careful, you will miss half of the stink city. If you still dare to do this, don't blame me for banning you for a hundred years!"

Tang Jinxiu said aggrievedly: "Since it is such a big deal, brother, why don't you just step in and do it yourself?"

Tang Jingjing laughed angrily and said: "I came forward? What to do? If word spreads, is it a secret plan to annihilate the other big monsters? Or is it ambitious and wants to annex surrounding cities? Or I am sitting down in this shop, eating melon seeds, and following He asks for a lot of money and pays it back on the spot? Since he has no intention of making any noise and just comes to our city to buy and sell, even you know how to hide his identity to prevent the other party from raising the price. How can I negotiate the price here? The other party only has an item worth a small sum of money. I Spend a Grain Rain coin to buy it? Otherwise, our copper-stinking city will not show respect to a young swordsman?"

Tang Jingwei stretched out his finger and tapped his sister who was full of shame. "Next, you just decide that it's just a business. Don't add any unnecessary extravagance or deliberately try to please. But if the other party is blindly aggressive, don't be too afraid. , our Tongfu City has signed an alliance with Qinglu Town, and those Pima Sect monks will definitely not sit idly by."

Tang Jinxiu said with resentful eyes, "I know."

Tang Jingwei turned to look at the young female ghost and warned her: "Remember to remind her not to be a nymphomaniac when the time comes. The prime minister of our Tongfu City is really not worthy of a young swordsman."

Tang Jinxiu stamped her foot, "Brother, have you ever said that about your sister?!"

The city lord's heroic spirit had already come in a hurry and quietly returned.

About half an hour later, a ghost woman who deliberately did not wear palace attire led the old immortal master to the corner shop of Jinfenfang.

The female ghost Zhenguan is like facing a powerful enemy.

Tang Jinxiu was already standing at the door of the shop, with her hands behind her back and a gentle pressure with the other hand, signaling to the real shopkeeper behind her not to be nervous.

After the woman understood the situation.

Tang Jinxiu looked at the "old man" wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a bag on his back, and said with a smile: "The old immortal master actually passed through the Daughter's Square without entering. He hid and drank, making it easy for us to find him."

Tang Jinxiu then began to introduce herself, "I am the shopkeeper of all the shops in Jinfenfang. Zhenguan is blind and doesn't have much money in her pocket, so I'd better do business with the old gentleman."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Okay, I hope you will never bully customers in the store. My old bones can't stand a few beatings. I can't even hear a single word of those threatening words."

Tang Jinxiu cursed in her heart, but the smile on her face grew stronger, "The shops in Jinfenfang, the youngest ones, are all four or five hundred years old, with gold-lettered signboards and lots of repeat customers, so the old immortal master can just rest assured. "

Chen Pingan entered the shop, and Tang Jinxiu and the female ghost Zhenguan stood side by side behind the counter.

The woman who found Chen Pingan was guarding the door of the shop.

Chen Pingan took off the package, took it out one by one, and placed it on the counter.

Still took 30% first.

There are dazzling arrays and precious light overflowing.

Tang Jinxiu picked up the pieces one by one and put them down one by one. When she saw the exquisitely carved golden flower jewelry with hundreds of peonies clustered around it, her heart trembled slightly and she said with a smile: "It's such a beautiful object. It's so beautiful to put down." In the market dynasties outside, this ingenious craftsmanship must have come from the gods on the mountain, and it should be worth ten thousand taels of silver. After all, this thing has a long history. It was once the favorite thing of a beautiful queen in the Anting Kingdom. As long as it is crushed, When you break up the snow and spend money like rain and dew, it drips into all the flower stamens, and it is said that strange scenes will happen. Well, I will offer you a small summer coin."

During the Tang Dynasty, Jinxiu mentioned the pair of golden chopsticks again. After looking at them carefully, they struck each other. She listened carefully, then nodded and said: "It is indeed it. This thing is also well documented in history books. It is the last king of Queshan Kingdom." The emperor gave the famous minister Song Jing a gift. At a banquet, in order to commend Song Jing for his integrity as an official, he specially ordered the immortal family to make these chopsticks. They were not made of ordinary gold, but were made of gold. The material of some secret treasures on the mountain was removed, so the sound of knocking was like someone whispering the words "incorruptible" and "upright" in the ear. Song Jing was worthy of this thing. He led the army to fight as a civil servant, and he actually made outstanding achievements in battle. , has made great achievements on the battlefield, but it is a pity that one person can resist the general trend. "

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "In this case, this thing will not be sold."

Tang Jinxiu said in astonishment: "Old Immortal Master, why is this? I am willing to pay the same price for a Xiaoshu coin. Besides, this pair of golden chopsticks will never be sold for such a high price elsewhere. Since I am not only buying things, but also in Lao Before the immortal made the price, he took the initiative to tell us the historical origin, which shows that our Jinfenfang is sincere and truly treats people with sincerity."

"Sincerity is of course very sincere."

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "But I plan to give these golden chopsticks to others."

Tang Jinxiu had no choice but to give up. Normally, she would really be attracted by the pair of golden chopsticks, but she would only offer fifty pieces of snow, thinking that the other party was saving money for her.

In the end, Tang Jinxiu bought about 30% of the items in the bag, including the golden flower headdress, for a total of nine Xiaoshu coins. Taking into account the premium of Xiaoshu coins to Snow coins, that is nine hundred and twenty-thirty snowflakes. money.

One of them, an old gilt incense burner that Chen Pingan could not detect, turned out to be the most expensive. Tang Jinxiu did not elaborate on the reason, but only said that she was willing to pay four Xiaoshu coins, so Chen Pingan raised the price by one, and Tang Jinxiu She agreed hesitantly, but when she asked Zhenguan, the female ghost next to her, to put away the small incense burner first, Tang Jinxiu burst into laughter and was filled with pride. Chen Ping'an knew that the sale was cheap, but it didn't matter, what he earned was his eyesight.

In fact, including this package, Chen Ping'an expected to sell five hundred snow coins based on the estimated value of all the remaining bottles and cans nearby.

If you can sell three hundred pieces of snow for money, it will actually be considered a big profit.

My trip to the Baggage Studio was basically a business of chopping the meat from the legs of birds and removing the fat from the bellies of mosquitoes and flies. I didn’t expect to make a fortune, I just relied on a trickle of water to accumulate a small amount.

Tang Jinxiu endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She took the small incense burner from Zhenguan's hand and rubbed it carefully with both hands. She really couldn't put it down. She looked up and smiled at the "old gentleman" who had taken off his bamboo hat and said, "This little incense burner. The origin is quite complicated. It was once a spiritual object that a great hidden immortal of the Qing De Sect always accompanied when he was young. It was just a seal on the bottom, which did not reveal the identity of the Qing De Sect. However, this great hidden immortal once had a travel book handed down to the world. , not widely available, I happened to have a copy in my collection. I read it often and became familiar with it, and then I understood the basics of this thing. Although the incense burner is not a treasure, it is just a spiritual weapon, but its true price should be worth a Grain Rain coin. It is an earthly immortal. No matter it is a ghost or a spirit, just light a stick of mountain water incense and you will quickly calm down and enter the state of meditation and forgetfulness, which is very rare."

The female ghost Zhenguan was a little anxious, so she gently tugged on her sleeves.

Tang Jinxiu then stopped talking angrily and stopped showing off his knowledge of textual research.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That means this thing is not destined to me, but it is destined to the owner of the workshop."

Tang Jinxiu handed the incense burner to Zhenguan and said, "Based on the old gentleman's free and easy attitude, I will be brave enough to add one Xiaoshu coin to make up one Grain Rain coin!"

Tang Jinxiu took out a Grain Rain coin from the purse at her waist and handed it to Chen Ping'an, "I've got both the money and the goods."

Chen Ping'an took the fairy coin, rubbed it with both fingers, weighed it, then carefully put it into his sleeve, nodded and said with a smile: "Both the buyer and the seller are very happy, it's rare. If you get some rare treasures in the future, you must come to the shop owner." Shake and shake here."

Tang Jinxiu pointed at the package, then covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Did the old immortal master forget that there are still 60% of the items in the package that have not been taken out?"

Chen Pingan slapped his forehead and said, "I have never touched a few Grain Rain coins in my life. The shop owner is laughing at the joke. I will slowly take out the other items. The shop owner will just take a closer look."

Tang Jinxiu smiled without saying anything and was very considerate.

She sneered in her heart.

Act, you continue to act.

As for the young female ghost holding the incense burner, she felt that it was an eye-opener. This young swordsman who was so blind and disguised was really a natural businessman.

Tang Jinxiu was not idle when Chen Ping'an was moving things out of the package. She began to put the beloved items that she had paid for on the treasure shelf behind her. As for the items that had not been successfully purchased, she moved them to the side of the counter first, with skillful movements and clever stacking, without any collision with each other. So even if Chen Pingan took out more than 30% of the items, the counter still didn't look crowded.

Tang Jinxiu picked three more items one after another, but this time the bid was only two small summer coins, a mutton-fat jade handle, and a spear tip with gold inscriptions, all because they were from the two dynasties. Only the relics of emperors and generals have such a price, but Tang Jinxiu said frankly that the spear tip was sold elsewhere. If he met a military monk who knew the goods, he might be able to sell it for two Xiaoshu coins, but in this ghost valley, this thing The price is not high, it can only be a pretentious ornament. No wonder her gold powder shop does not pay a high price.

Chen Pingan didn't take it seriously and still chose to sell it to Jinfenfang.

There was no room for items on the counter, so Tang Jinxiu asked Zhenguan to put the incense burner and then move the items on the row of treasure shelves behind the old immortal master.

This time Tang Jinxiu chose four small objects, a silver goose bowl, a scroll with two peonies, a small golden cage for crickets, and a small man boot...

When Tang Jinxiu put down the scroll and picked up the little boots.

Chen Ping'an's face looked as usual, it was all money.

Tang Jinxiu finally spent four Xiaoshu coins. The most precious painting was the two peonies leaning against each other. They were named "Little Yellow Lady" and "Mr. White". They were among the ten most famous trees in Shence Kingdom. Peony 2. This painting took up three Xiaoshu coins. The other three items were just for Tang Jinxiu's liking. They were tainted with some historical allusions from the Skull Beach countries. Otherwise, they wouldn't be worth a few gods' coins. They were sold to Tang Jinxiu in the bronze-stinking city. , it seems that the "old gentleman" in front of me has found the right person.

As for the scroll, the golden flower headdress from before, and the incense burner that she and Tongfu City missed the most, as long as you are not an "old man" from Skeleton Beach and Ghost Valley, no matter how good your eyesight is, you will miss it.

After checking out twice, I handed over the Xiaoshu coins.

Chen Ping'an started to pack the packages. His trip to the Baobo Zhai in Tongstin City was a bit unexpected and unexpected.

It's one Grain Rain coin, plus six Xiaoshu coins.

The rest of the unsold items in the package are not just junk. After leaving Ghost Valley and Skeleton Beach, there is still a chance to sell them for real money.

Chen Ping'an made up his mind to go back and leave Tongfen City the same way he came. He must reward the ghost of the city gate captain with another piece of snow money. That guy must have had a good reputation. This trip to Jinfenfang is not a source of wealth. Guangjin?

After carrying his luggage, Chen Ping'an put on his hat again, took out the pastel porcelain jar from his sleeve, put it on the counter, looked at the young female ghost, and said with a smile: "Just treat it as a gift to express your feelings. I wish the shopkeeper a prosperous business."

The shopkeeper named Zhenguan glanced at Tang Jinxiu quickly, and seeing that the latter had no reaction, the young female ghost accepted it with a smile.

Chen Ping'an left Jinfenfang and left Tongfu City through the previous city gate. He threw a piece of snow money to the city gate captain. The latter was overjoyed and bowed to thank him repeatedly.

Chen Pingan went to Qinglu Town.

Find a place to rest there, and in addition to recuperating, you also need to draw two shukuchi charms made of golden material.

After all, the places that can be called stable in Guixi Valley include Lanshe Town, only Qinglu Town where Pima Zongzhuquan is in charge.

Qinglu Town is not far from Tongshou City. It is just a detour through mountains and rivers. Chen Pingan did not wield a sword and was just walking on foot. After being able to see the outline of Qinglu Town, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Chen Pingan left the shop.

Tang Jinxiu tapped her fingers lightly on the counter with a smile on her face.

It is said that it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. Not only did I successfully invite gods, I also made a little profit, and I actually made money seriously.

However, Tang Jinxiu murmured a little, fearing that her brother, who rarely taught her a serious lesson, would scold her for "superfluous".

The moment Chen Ping'an walked out of the city gate, Tang Weiwei came to Jinfenfang's shop.

Tang Jinxiu's eyes were wandering.

Tang was surprised and said with a smile: "It's pretty good. I dealt with it well and even made a good deal smoothly. It's rare. Everyone knows that I helped Tongshicheng make money."

Tang Jinxiu was relieved.

Tang Jinxiu was very proud and asked: "Brother, do you think that guy knows my identity?"

Tang Qingyi twitched his lips, "He may not be sure at the beginning, but by the time he leaves the shop, he should already have an idea."

Tang Jinxiu asked doubtfully: "Where did I show my flaws? As the owner of Jinfenfang, he knows so many historical allusions, so it is not a flaw, right? Several female officials around me have read hundreds of years of books with me. They can all be treasured as treasures."

Tang Qingyi glanced at the female ghost Zhenguan and pointed at her.

The fair-skinned young female ghost immediately turned pale and colorless with fear, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.

Tang Jinxiu let out an ouch, then realized later: "Did that guy send the pastel can on purpose to test Zhenguan?"

Tang Jingwei seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile: "Get up. It's not a big mistake. It's something that can't be hidden. For Qi practitioners, the truth is often not important. It's far less important than what they think in their hearts. Suspicion. Furthermore, as long as any monk in the outside world can achieve this state, he will not live like a dog for a long time. Every word and deed of the two of you, and the final result, is considered the best. That’s right, as the city lord and brother, I have no reason to be more demanding on you.”

Before Tang Weiwen left, he said to his sister: "Remember to reward her with a small summer coin. It would be great if you could give some of the generosity and lavish spending to the men in Tongstin City to the women."

Tang Jinxiu rolled his eyes.

there.

Chen Ping'an had already picked up his face and walked into Qinglu Town. It was not big, not even as big as the Naiheguan Market.

There are just two criss-crossing streets. It is estimated that the total number of houses and buildings is less than a hundred, and there are no mansions.

There were only a few people walking on the road, but there were tea stalls and restaurants. The tea sellers and wine sellers were all beautiful young women. They must be the women who made a living here in the copper-stinking city, and most of them had some monastic skills, but unfortunately they were not. And you can't become a monk of Pima Sect.

There are two Xianjia Inns in Qinglu Town, one in the south and one in the north. The one in the north is more expensive, costing ten snowflakes a day and a night, while the one in the south only costs one.

Chen Pingan asked if it was because of the difference in spiritual energy. He never thought that the woman in the north inn smiled sweetly and said very honestly that there was no difference. It was just that the north inn was closer to the monastic hut of the sect leader. Rich immortal masters were all here. We are willing to get together here, and Master Du Xian lives in this inn all year round, so we can often meet him.

So Chen Pingan turned around and went south.

The woman blinked her eyes, seeming a little surprised.

The monks and pure warriors who can reach Qinglu Town are all rich and wealthy. There is really no one who is short of money. There are only two types: rich and richer. The most precious thing in the world is face, how can it be? Just because I spent money on nine snowflakes on this day, can I throw them on the ground and not be able to pick them up?

After Chen Ping'an asked for a room, he began to empty out the items and the package, replaced them with some fresh items, and put them into the package.

I plan to go to Tongshoucheng Jinfenfang again in a few days.

This man caught a fat sheep and pulled out the wool hard.

There is no shop like this after passing this village.

After doing this, Chen Pingan continued to spend money one by one to repair the spring grass robe on his body.

After about a cup of tea, Chen Pingan stopped.

Repairing the robe is not just a matter of spending money, it is a meticulous job.

Chen Ping'an began to practice sword furnace staking, running the sword energy that still couldn't completely break through all the barriers.

An hour later, Chen Ping'an drank a large sip of the deep stream water in the sword-raising gourd and began to refine the water essence to replenish his own water palace.

It only took more than an hour to refine three drops of "spring water" in one go, and gave them to the three green-clad boys in the Shuifu Mansion to catch them in their hands.

Chen Ping'an's superficial practice is so time-consuming, and once he retreats, he will not hear anything in the world. That's why there is a saying that you don't know the cold or heat of the world in the mountains.

When Chen Ping'an took advantage of his rest time to indulge in his mind, his Yin spirit turned into a mustard seed and wandered around the water mansion. As a result, he encountered resentful looks from those little guys.

It probably means that if your talent is mediocre, you should practice more diligently. The stupid bird will fly first. Why is it that after building such a large mansion with key acupoints, the past few years have been spent fishing for three days and drying nets for two days? It has been like fishing for one day and drying nets for one year.

Chen Pingan felt guilty and left Shuifu in embarrassment.

The fire dragon, which was condensed from the martial artist's pure energy, was staring at Chen Ping'an silently at a fork outside the Shuifu Gate.

Chen Pingan was silent.

It swung its head and tail and swam away quickly.

A few years ago, there used to be a little golden man in Confucian robes and a sword standing on top of its head.

Together with it, we hunt in all directions and expand our territory together in this small world. We are invincible, just like the civil and military forces of temples complementing each other.

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts and stopped looking inwards. After regaining consciousness, he sat at the table, his eyes lowered, and he was speechless.

It is not easy to convince others to be reasonable, and it is also difficult to convince yourself.

So why bother being reasonable?

A bowl of market rice and a boxing manual.

does it worth?

Even if the price paid for this is extremely huge and has damaged the foundation of the Dao, is that choice really the right one? What if it is wrong?

Chen Pingan was not obsessed with the first question that had an answer long ago, or the question that was destined to be temporarily unknown between right and wrong.

But Chen Ping'an was scared and palpitating because he didn't know why he was thinking these things.

Chen Ping'an suddenly took a deep breath, stood up, left the table, turned upside down, wore a green shirt with big sleeves swaying, closed his eyes, and began to walk upside down on the heaven and earth pile.