"Haha! The treasure is here!"

Senior Brother Chen laughed wildly in his heart, pretended to turn around, and then joined the girl and wandered around the market for a while, and then left in a hurry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"A big fish has taken the bait. ”

Li Yu smiled and got up to close the stall. Turning to an uninhabited corner tower, the figure disappeared without a trace.

A moment later, a great man with a giant sword on his back walked into the bazaar with heavy steps.

Li Yu changed his appearance and planned to continue to trick people again.

The big man strode into the market, swaggering all the way. Then, unsurprisingly, it bumped into someone.

"Bang!"

The big man seemed to have tripped over something, and he stumbled and hit a fat monk with a fat head and big ears.

"Donor ......"

The fat monk stretched out his hand to help the big man, and was about to speak.

"Shi your grandma!"

The big man seemed to have a very hot temper, so he didn't answer at all, and directly swung his giant sword and slapped it on the fat monk's head and face.

Mud bodhisattvas also have three points of fire.

Faced with this unreasonable sword, the fat monk could only wave his hand and slap it over.

"Ahh

The big man seems to be mighty, but in fact he is vulnerable.

The fat monk slapped over, the strong man screamed, flew upside down, and the giant sword in his hand fell in front of the fat monk with a "dang chang".

"You wait for me!"

The strong man rolled over and got up from the ground, shouted loudly, and limped out.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The fat monk smiled bitterly and shook his head. As a true disciple of Huayan Sect, the fat monk really felt a little helpless about this kind of unwarranted disaster.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly swept the giant sword on the ground with a glance, and the fat monk's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly bent down and picked up the giant sword.

"Donor, you haven't taken your sword yet. The poor monk picked it up and gave it back to you!"

With a shout in his mouth, the fat monk picked up the giant sword and hurried out of the market. As for whether you really want to return the giant sword...... Hehe, this kind of thing, just listen to it.

Thereupon...... Another fish has taken the bait.

Soon after, a scream came from a green building in the market, and a figure flew out of the green building with a "bang" and slammed into the ground.

This market was originally located in a small city at the foot of Cangwu Mountain, so things like Qinglou restaurants also exist.

"Bold thief! Dare to pretend to be a disciple of my Shuiyun Sect, and swagger and deceive everywhere. I dare to drink flower wine without giving money, ruining the reputation of my Shuiyun Sect, it's really damned!"

A figure rushed out of the green building, flying through the air, and a torrent of sword-like sword light roared and slashed down.

"Oops!"

The figure who had just fallen to the ground screamed, and a worn-out inkstone appeared in his hand. Throwing it out casually, the inkstone grew in the wind, turning into a huge stone inkstone, blocking the sword light.

At the same time, a cloud of smoke rushed up, and the man disappeared in an instant, fleeing without a trace.

"Qiang ......"

The sword light slashed at the giant inkstone, bursting out with a spark. The inkstone fell to the ground with a "poof".

"Bastard, I won't spare you next time!"

The sword light faded, and a young man in white fell to the ground, his face full of resentment.

"Huh?"

The young man in white was about to leave, when he suddenly saw the inkstone left on the ground, and he was shocked.

"Since it is the thief's thing, there must be a clue to the thief, but we must examine it carefully. ”

As he spoke, the young man in white waved his hand to collect the inkstone, and then left in a hurry. Even a large group of affectionate girls in the Qinglou couldn't take care of it.

The fish also swallowed the bait.

"Okay, okay! I haven't eaten in three days!"

An old beggar with a withered face, leaning on a cane, walked into the market tremblingly.

The old beggar held a bowl with a missing opening in his hand, and when he saw someone, he handed it over. Begging along the streets.

"Go aside!"

When the old beggar stopped the bowl in front of two young men dressed as scribes, one of the scribes stretched out his hand, and the old beggar stumbled and fell to the side of the road.

With a "thud", the bowl fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the other scribe's eyes, and then he returned to normal in an instant.

"Senior Brother Xu, the old man and the old man. How can my generation of scholars act like this?"

The scribe reprimanded Senior Brother Xu with a straight face, and then walked to the old beggar with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to help the old beggar up.

"Old man, we were wrong just now, and we frightened you. ”

The scribe smiled and apologized to the old beggar, reached out and took out a piece of broken silver, and handed it to the old beggar, "Our sect pays attention to each doing his best, and we don't like people who don't get something for nothing. That's why my junior brother has a bad attitude towards you. ”

"You are an old man, you have lost the ability to work, so naturally you can't be treated like this. ”

The scribe kindly stretched out his hand to pat the dust on the old beggar's body, and continued: "Old man, according to the rules of our sect. It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. I don't give money in vain. Count me in for buying your bowl!"

So saying, the scribe stooped down and picked up the bowl from the ground, and without asking the old beggar if he agreed, he put it away.

Subsequently, the scribe separated from the junior brother Xu and left the market in a hurry.

The fish also took the bait.

"Sell heirlooms!

A little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, holding a mottled bronze statue in his hand, sold it all the way through the market.

"It's a family heirloom, and it can be sold for a tael of silver. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

The little boy walked all the way with the bronze statue, the mottled bronze statue looked very bad, and there was no sense of beauty, and there was no aura fluctuation, so naturally no one cared about it.

"Master, master, you have bought this bronze statue! It only costs a tael of silver and it is sold. ”

The little boy's things couldn't be sold, and finally stopped a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe.

"Donor, the poor monk is a person in Buddhism, your bronze statue is obviously a Taoist law, I ......"

The young monk glanced at the bronze statue and was about to refuse, but he was suddenly shocked, and quickly changed his words and said: "Although the Buddhas and Taoists are different, but you are so eager to sell the family heirloom treasures, you must be in a hurry to use the money, and the poor monk will help you once!"

As he spoke, the young monk took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to the little boy, then took the bronze statue from the little boy's hand and eagerly put it away.

Then, as if in a hurry, the young monk hurriedly left the market.

One day...... Two days......

There is an endless stream of fish that catch the hook.

In the past two days, the disciples of the Confucian Holy Land, the Daomen Cave Heaven, and the Buddhist Temple, who came to Cangwu Mountain to participate in the enlightenment ceremony of the Qinglian Patriarch, have gained a great opportunity in the market under Cangwu Mountain.

Each has its own opportunities, and each person's circumstances are different.

The prey sold by the hunter is chance, the stone that the child plays with is chance, and even the hero saves the ...... is not beautiful, you can get a love token from a yellow flower girl who weighs 300 pounds.

At that time, when the young scholar of Bailu Academy received the love token, the expression on his face was so tangled that Li Yu almost burst out laughing.

So far, Li Yu's chance sale has been successfully completed. (To be continued.) )