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"Haha! The treasure is here!"

Brother Chen laughed wildly in his heart, and made a pretense turn around, then the girl joined the girl and wandered around the market for a while, and then left in a hurry.

"A big fish has been hooked."

Li Yu smiled, and got up to close the stall.Turning to an unmanned turret, the figure disappeared without a trace.

After a while, a great Ang Zang man carrying a huge sword walked into the bazaar with heavy steps.

Li Yu changed his appearance and planned to continue to cheat others.

The big man strode into the bazaar with his head high and swaggered all the way.Then, he bumped into someone unexpectedly.

"boom!"

The Angzang Dahan seemed to have stumbled under his feet, and he staggered directly into 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 be very hot-tempered, he didn't answer at all, and he directly swung his huge sword at the fat monk and slapped his head to shoot.

The mud bodhisattva also has three points of fire.

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

"what!"

The big man seemed mighty, but he was actually vulnerable.

The fat monk slapped it over, and the strong man screamed and flew out. The giant sword in his hand fell in front of the fat monk with a scream.

"You wait for me!"

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

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The fat monk smiled bitterly and shook his head.As a disciple of the true biography of Huayan School, the fat monk really feels a little helpless about this kind of innocent disaster.

Just about to walk away, suddenly glanced at the giant sword on the ground, the fat monk's eyes flashed, and he quickly bent over to pick up the giant sword.

"Donor, your sword hasn't been taken yet. The poor monk picked it up and returned it to you!"

Screaming in his mouth, the fat monk picked up the huge sword and hurriedly left the market.As for whether you really want to return the giant sword to others... Ha ha, just listen to it.

So... another fish was hooked.

Soon after, a scream came from a brothel in the city center, and a figure flew out of the brothel with a "bang" and hit the ground heavily.

This market was originally set up in a small city under Cangwu Mountain, so things like brothels and restaurants also exist.

"Bold thief! I dare to pretend to be my Shuiyun faction disciple, slander and deceive everywhere. Even dare to drink flowers and wine without paying money, and ruin my Shuiyun faction reputation. Damn it!"

A figure rushed out of the brothel and flew across the sky, and a sharp streamline-like sword light whizzed down.

"Damn!"

The figure who had just fallen to the ground gave a weird cry, and a shabby inkstone appeared in his hand.After throwing it out, the inkstone grew in the wind and turned into a huge stone inkstone, blocking the sword light firmly.

At the same time, a cloud of smoke rushed up, and the person disappeared instantly, escaping without a trace.

"Chang..."

Jianguang slashed on the giant inkstone, bursting out sparks.The inkstone fell to the ground with a "poof".

"Asshole! I will never spare you next time I meet!"

As the sword light converged, a young man in white fluttering down fell to the ground, his face full of resentment.

"what?"

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

"Since it's the thing of the thief, there must be clues to the thief, but I have to check it carefully."

While speaking, the white-clothed youth waved to collect the inkstone, and then hurriedly left.Not even the large group of girls in the brothel calling affectionately.

The fish also swallowed the bait.

"All right! I haven't eaten for three days!"

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

The old beggar held a bowl with a hole missing in his hand, and passed it over when he saw someone.Begging along the street.

"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 staggered and fell to the side of the road.

With a cry, the bowl fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

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

"Junior Brother Xu, I am the old and the old of the people. How can my generation of scholars act like this?"

The scribe scolded Junior Brother Xu with a straight face, then walked to the old beggar with a smile on his face, and reached out to help the old beggar up.

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

The scribe smiled and apologized to the old beggar, stretched out his hand and took out a piece of silver, and handed it to the old beggar, "Our sect pays attention to everything we can, and doesn't like people who get something for nothing. That's why my younger brother will treat you badly."

"You are an old man, and you have lost your ability to work. Naturally, you cannot be treated like this."

The scribe cordially stretched out his hand to pat the dust on the old beggar, and continued: "Old man, in accordance with the rules of our sect. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish. Money, I will not give it for nothing. Forget I bought your bowl. Right!"

With that said, the scribe bent down and picked up the bowl from the ground, without asking the old beggar whether he agreed, he put it away.

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

This fish was also hooked.

"Selling heirloom treasures! Selling heirloom treasures!"

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, holding a mottled bronze statue in his hand, hawked all the way in the market.

"This is a family heirloom. You can sell it for only a couple of silver. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

The little boy walked by holding the bronze statue. The mottled bronze statue was very poorly sold, and there was no aesthetic feeling, and there was no spiritual fluctuation, so naturally no one cared about it.

"Master, Master, you can buy this bronze statue! This is the treasure of our family. It only costs a couple of silver to sell it."

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

"Donor, the poor monk is a person from Buddhism. This bronze statue of you is obviously a Taoist face, I..."

The young monk glanced at the bronze statue and was about to refuse, but suddenly his whole body was shocked. He quickly changed his words and said, "Although the Buddha and Tao are different, but you are so anxious to sell the family treasures, you must be in a hurry to spend money. The poor monk will help you once. !"

With that, 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 and put it away eagerly.

Then, the young monk seemed to be in a hurry and left the market in a hurry.

One day...two days...

The bait fish are endless.

In the past two days, the disciples who came to Cangwu Mountain to attend the Qinglian Patriarch's Enlightenment Ceremony, the Confucian sacred place, the Taoist cave sky, and the Buddhist temple, have obtained a great opportunity in the market under Cangwu Mountain.

Each has its own chance, and each person's experience is different.

Hunters sell prey as chance, children play with stones as chance, and even heroes save... not beautiful, they can get a token of love from a big girl who weighs three hundred jin.

At that time, when the young scholar of Bailu Academy received the letter of love, Li Yu almost smiled with the tangled expression on his face.

At this point, Li Yu's chance sale event has been successfully completed.(To be continued.)