There is an extra pockmark-faced monk in Heihefang, who wanders around the shops every day, and enters the shop without a mouth, only with eyes and ears. And it's just to see and not buy.

The boys in the shop are also accustomed to it, and there are often some lonely and unheard of loose cultivators who come to the market and leave in a few days.

Sure enough, on the fifth day, there was no podicated face, but a short dwarf entered the treasure building that had just opened for business.

The yellow-faced monk was sitting in the private room on the third floor, his face was gloomy like water, and the backer of the treasure building was a monk in the Yudan period.

When I went to invite him, I was unlucky, and the people who were high in the knot went out on a long trip, and no one knew when they would return.

He waited for two days and had to return to Heihefang, thinking about whether to leave Heihefang and find a new place to settle down.

If he leaves Heihefang, his decades of hard work will be ruined, the relationship will be overturned, and the reputation will be re-established in a strange place, which will be a troublesome and troublesome matter.

Heihefang only knew that Jubaolou had offended the Jiedan monk, and he didn't know that he wanted to kill people and seize the treasure, the best way was to find the Jiedan master, bow his head and make amends, and the disaster would disappear.

How to deal with this nowhere and shadowless thing?

Just when the yellow-faced monk was secretly distressed, the dwarf downstairs directly found the Tsing Yi attendant and asked to see Fan by name.

"Tuk Tuk"

There was a knock on the door, and Fan Feng, who was sitting on the second floor, also had a sad face, and he didn't drink tea or read books, and he was thinking about how to leave the treasure building these days.

"Enter!" Fan Lixuan said weakly.

It was definitely not a guest who came early in the morning, and it was estimated that the landlord went to him to ask for some information.

Yesterday, I was called to talk all night, and Fan Fengfeng racked his brains to tell the matter of the female cultivator, but the incident a year ago was held in his heart and he didn't mention a word.

"Fan worship, a distinguished guest is looking for you. The Tsing Yi attendant said politely.

Fan Lixuan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stood up, and when he saw a short dwarf walking in with a smile, his face suddenly froze.

Fan Lixuan has also made offerings for more than ten years, and said enthusiastically after a pause: "It turned out that Brother Xing was visiting, please come in!"

I saw that he skillfully boiled the water and took out the fragrant tea, and his movements were also very skillful, but his hands were shaking a little, and the smile on his face was a little unnatural.

"Why is Brother Fan so nervous?" Han Yu said with a smile.

Fan Lixuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "I didn't sleep well last night, and my spirit is a little bad, please forgive me." ”

Hiss hiss"

The mud pot made a screeching sound, and after a while, the sound gradually disappeared, Fan Lixuan picked up the mud pot, poured a cup of fragrant tea, and asked, "What is the reason why Brother Xing came?"

"I was ordered by my ancestor to seek justice for my little junior sister!" Han Yu blew the tea leaves and said lightly.

Fan Lixuan, who already had a ghost in his heart, turned pale when he heard this, his hand shook, a pot of boiling water spilled out, and the celadon teacup also fell to the ground, and the boiling water flowed along the corner of the table to the broken teacup.

"Brother Xing, this matter is not my doing!" Fan Lixuan immediately put aside the relationship.

When someone comes to buy the heavy treasure in the building, they have to ask the landlord is rule, he just smeared the honey of Xunfeng on the bottom of the box, which is all indicated by the shopkeeper.

"Who did that?" Han Yu said with a sneer.

"Brother Criminal, wait a minute, I'll go and ask the shopkeeper. Fan Lixuan smiled bitterly and said, he really can't control this matter.

Han Yu put the teacup on the table and stood up and said, "I'll go with you!"

"This..."Fan Lixuan was a little surprised.

The smile on Han Yu's face narrowed, and he asked coldly, "Is there a difficulty?"

"Alas!" Fan Lixuan smiled bitterly: "Then go together!"

Han Yu followed Fan Lixuan to the front of the room on the third floor and knocked lightly on the door a few times, and a somewhat impatient voice came from the door: "Who?"

"Shopkeeper, there is a distinguished guest asking to see!" Fan Lixuan said stubbornly.

The yellow-faced monk was weighing the pros and cons, and was annoyed by being interrupted, so he said, "Come back tomorrow!"

Fan Lixuan wanted to retreat when he heard this, but Han Yu directly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Who are you?" The yellow-faced monk's divine sense swept over and found that it was the Qi Refining Monk who had attached the shape change talisman, and was immediately furious!

I saw that he took out a strange short blade from the storage bag, and wanted to kill this rampant Qi refining cultivator.

"Wait a minute, shopkeeper!" Fan Fengfeng hurriedly rushed in to stop him.

"Who is he?" said the yellow-faced monk coldly.

"I'm here to get justice for my little junior sister!" Han Yu smiled coldly, but he was panicked in his heart.

The yellow-faced monk looked at Han Yu very calmly, glanced at Fan Lixuan with his eyes, and saw him say with a wry smile: "His little junior sister is the female cultivator from a few days ago."

Fan Lixuan no longer dared to hide it, and told the truth about what happened a year ago, and the yellow-faced monk's face turned pale.

Fan Lixuan is quite reliable in his daily work, and he dropped the chain at a critical moment, if he knew that there might be a Jindan master standing behind that female cultivator, he would definitely stutter, how could he offend.

"It seems that the shopkeeper doesn't want to give my little junior sister justice, so I'll leave first!" Han Yu turned around and was about to leave.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!" the yellow-faced monk hurriedly shouted.

The yellow-faced monk looked at Han Yu and turned around and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Torturer, this matter is made by my two apprentices on their own, and I don't know about it. ”

I saw him take out a small white flag from the storage bag and said: "This thing is called the Lost Trace Flag, as long as it is injected with mana, it can hide its figure, and it will be regarded as a surprise gift to the young lady." ”

As he spoke, the yellow-faced monk handed over the small flag with a smile on his face, and the expression on Han Yu's face was not as gloomy as he was just now.

"Go get some good fragrant tea!" said the yellow-faced monk as soon as he saw the play.

Fan Lixuan hurriedly ran downstairs, and the yellow-faced monk pointed to the chair next to him and said with a smile, "Please take a seat." ”

Han Yu clenched his fists at him, and said with a soothing face: "My young lady was attacked by the ancestor, but afterwards, the ancestor also understood that the young lady would definitely encounter all kinds of troubles when she went alone. The ancestor just asked me to ask for an explanation, since the treasures of the shopkeeper were given away, the ancestor should not worry about these little things. ”

When the yellow-faced monk heard this, he felt relieved, and he also hugged his fists at Han Yu and said, "This matter is also wronged in this building, and it is all my two disciples who are greedy and troubled!"

At this moment, two beautiful maids walked in, serving two cups of rich fragrant tea, Han Yu took a sip lightly, and said with a smile: "Is the honey under the treasure box also the masterpiece of the noble apprentice?"

The yellow-faced monk was a little embarrassed when he said this, Han Yu put down the teacup and said, "There is one thing that the master needs to ask the shopkeeper to come here for me to come here. ”

"It's okay to say something, as long as you can do it, you must do your best!" said the yellow-faced monk with a happy face.

Han Yu took out a storage bag and pushed it over, and said with a smile: "Old Ancestor is worried about Miss's safety, and wants to exchange the contents of the bag for the best defensive magic weapon!"

The yellow-faced monk used his divine sense to poke into the storage bag and found that it was full of low-grade rough stones, about a hundred catties, so he said with a smile: "The best defensive magic weapon that our store just acquired a few days ago will definitely be able to fulfill Miss's intentions." ”

"Go and bring the Mu Kui Dun from the treasure house!" the yellow-faced monk shouted outside, and Fan Lixuan, who was standing at the door, hurriedly went downstairs.

Fan Lixuan, who was half a cup of tea, walked into the house with a treasure box in his hand, gently placed it on the table, and respectfully withdrew.

Han Yu didn't look at the treasure box but was leisurely drinking tea, and the yellow-faced monk opened the box as usual and said with a smile: "Daoist friends can take a look." ”

Han Yu, who was drinking tea, turned his gaze and saw a palm-sized yellow wooden shield lying in the brocade box, emitting a mist of light on it.

"This thing is called the Mu Kui Shield, it is a superb defensive magic weapon with thirty-six prohibitions, and all kinds of magic blades can eliminate most of the power when hit on it! This magic weapon can allow the young lady to use it from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period, it is a rare treasure!" said the yellow-faced monk with some pride.

Han Yu picked up the wooden shield and glanced at it, then threw it back and said, "I'm a little qi refining cultivator, how can I know how to distinguish treasures, so let's ask my master to distinguish them!"

"One hundred catties of low-grade rough stones are worth five thousand spirit stones, but the cost of processing has to be deducted five hundred, this thing is purchased by five thousand spirit stones in this building, and the difference of five hundred taels is considered a careful intention of this building. The yellow-faced monk said flatteringly.