The bumpkin Zheng Wan looked all the way over.
Unlike the mortal market, the stall owners don't shout loudly, most of them sit on the stalls reservedly, and only answer if a monk wants to ask a few questions.
The attitude is neither cold nor cold, but not enthusiastic enough.
Although there are many monks in the whole stall, it is not too noisy.
Of course Zheng Wan didn't wear the white dress Cui Wang gave her last night.
Although she couldn't recognize the grade of the skirt, she could tell that this white skirt was much better than the disciple clothes issued by the sect, that is, the low-level magic weapon.
There are only two small formations embroidered on her school disciple uniform, one dust removal formation, and the other is not recognizable, but there are ninety-nine or eighty-one small formations embroidered on the white skirt. , Counted carefully, never wrong.
Although Zheng Wan is a perverse person, she still understands the truth of not revealing her wealth. There are too many young people in the market, and she is really happy with the beauty of the white dress, and she does not want it to suffer any accidents—
So before going out, I specially changed into a mortal skirt.
Didn't the play say that only by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can you make a fortune silently.
Therefore, when she appeared in the stall, except for a few nearby monks who took a few extra glances at her because of her beauty, she was really inconspicuous.
She was also able to watch the past quietly and gained a lot of knowledge.
There are all kinds of broken copper and rotten iron on this stall, and everything related to the Pill Talisman Array is even more comprehensive. Only you can't think of it, and you can't see it if you don't. However, judging from the reactions of other monks, pills are still the most popular.
In less than a stick of incense, Zheng Wan regretfully admitted that picking up the protagonist who only exists in the book of ghosts, with her current eyesight, it is impossible to think about it.
However, it is not without gains.
During the period, she used ten-yuan pearls, fifteen-yuan pearls, and one low-level primordial stone to buy three thick booklets.
A "Encyclopedia of Fengtu" tells about the distribution of forces in various parts of the Xuancang Realm and the rare treasures of the land; a book of "Thousand Treasures" tells about the top 1,000 treasures in the monastic world. Zheng Wan plans to go back and double it and write it down. In the future, if you travel abroad, it is better than being blind.
The last one is the most expensive, "Complete Collection of Talismans and Talismans", which was probably eliminated by some monk. The pages of the book have been curled and torn. The gap is enough for her to endure the imagination, such as a little spit—
Big deal, she just cleaned it up with the Dust Removal Technique.
But in this way, one of the twelve low-level primordial stones was used up, and the primordial beads were almost exhausted, and the remaining eleven low-level primordial stones could not even afford a talisman pen.
"How much is it?"
She finally saw yellow patterned paper, talisman pens, and cinnabar at a stall.
The stall owner was a thin, middle-aged monk, guarding the middle ground. Seeing her shabby body, he rolled his eyelids:
"Yellow paper with five hundred yuan beads and a knife, the talisman pen is made of the hair of the third-grade gray-tailed rat, one hundred lower-grade primordial stones, cinnabar, west-haired beast blood and golden water, a box of five lower-grade primordial stones .”
"..."
Zheng Wan silently put the talisman paper back.
Just when she was about to get up, the middle-aged monk suddenly stretched out his hand: "Five hundred yuan beads."
"I don't buy it."
Zheng Wan looked at the ragged hem of the yellow paper, and thought it would be better to go to the waiter in Qibao Pavilion for five hundred yuan beads, at least the quality is high.
"I told you to dirty it, how can I sell it?"
The middle-aged monk squeezed the knife talisman paper with his hand, and there was a gray mark on the first talisman paper. He pulled Zheng Wan to prevent her from leaving, and shouted forcibly buying and selling.
The stall owners of several nearby stalls gathered around in unison.
"What are you doing? No fighting is allowed here!"
City guards come over.
"My lord, it's not that I'm going to fight, it's that this female cultivator is really ignorant, she didn't want to buy this talisman after she got it dirty, we don't want her to run away like this."
The middle-aged monk nodded and bowed.
"Okay, don't overdo it."
The city guard glanced at Zheng Wan, but usually he was too filial, so he left on his own.
Zheng Wan was wondering whether it was Master Zhang's tiger skin or Zhang Cuiwang's tiger skin, but she heard a surprised voice behind her: "Hey? Junior brother's fiancee? Why are you here?"
Turning his head away, he saw a strange male cultivator approaching with a folding fan gently shaking. He was dressed in a light pink robe, with red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and a romantic attitude.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Wan cared about the other party's cultivation, but she couldn't see it, but felt the coercion when he came, at least he was in the realm of perfection.
"True Monarch Yuqing!"
The middle-aged monk obviously knew the other party, and when he heard his words, he was so scared that he broke out in sweat. This man's junior brother, isn't he the one... Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and bowed:
"We have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, how many offends, how many offends, I hope the real person will forgive me."
Zheng Wan was baffled, she didn't know who the so-called junior brother was talking about, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the situation clearly, that junior junior brother must be an evil star, look at this person is scary.
What she is best at is pushing her nose on her face:
"You want to leave like this because you bully others?"
The middle-aged monk wiped his forehead, looked up and saw the pink-robed monk waiting leisurely, so he could only admit that he was unlucky and said:
"Really, take the yellow paper that you fancy before, just take it, and make friends with it."
Zheng Wan lowered her head, honestly took the yellow paper, talisman pen and cinnabar together, and under the eyes of the man who wanted to cry without tears, she counted out five low-level primordial stones from the cloth belt she carried. give him.
"Here, my master Zixiu Daojun taught me that you can't take people's things casually, so as not to fall into the prestige of the master—" Zheng Wan said in the eyes of the middle-aged male cultivator who was getting more and more withered, "...the talisman pen is three yuan low-level Primordial stones and cinnabar are two low-grade primordial stones, and yellow paper is an addition. In this way, your wish is fulfilled, and my master will not come here for you with a knife of yellow paper just because of me. is you."
"True, real person or Zixiu Daojun's sect?"
This time, the middle-aged monk's face was ashen.
Zheng Wan nodded seriously:
"Indeed."
After thinking about it, she will take out a few of the few Yuanzhu, and give one generously to each of the monks who surrounded her just now.
Just when the middle-aged monk turned around and wanted to leave, he said again:
"By the way, the storage bag on your waist looks good to me—"
The middle-aged monk's face turned green, and he plucked his hair, but that's all. He turned around bitterly:
"A real person means..."
If you said that you didn't want to offend people because of the name of Zhenjun Liwei before, but now that you hear that the other party is Taoist Zixiu's apprentice, you don't even have the thought of resisting.
If you offended the previous one, they might just treat you as a fart, and let it go with a lift of your hand. But if you offend the latter, even if you hide in Gada, you have to find it.
Furthermore, everyone in Fengwu City knows that Taoist Zixiu has newly accepted a congenital Daoist as an apprentice, and that apprentice is very romantic and beautiful, such a pair is quite suitable.
It's just that he is blind. He has been hunting geese all year round, but he was pecked by geese.
"I have two primordial stones and asked if you bought them?"
Zheng Wan said with a smile.
In the end, seeing the middle-aged cultivator walking away dejectedly without even doing business, Zheng Wan happily recognized the Qiankun Bag as the owner, and packed the remaining five primordial stones, yellow paper, talisman pen and cinnabar together go in.
"Papa papa—"
Li Siyi watched for a long time, and couldn't help clapping his hands, "The little monk has such a quick mind!"
Grab his kung fu of holding the formation here, and then use the momentum to suppress others, but:
"Are you really the younger brother's fiancee?"
He didn't think it was wrong either, the more property this person lost this time, the more he would have scruples about extorting in the future—it's just that the female nun reacted quickly and knew how to take advantage of the situation, which really impressed him.
Zheng Wan raised her head with a smile on her face. She has gained a lot today. She is in a very good mood, and the pink robes of this man are also very pleasing to the eye. Just now, she also realized who this man is. The Merry Sword" Li Siyi.
Although she can't remember many things clearly, this man's demeanor made her remember him especially deeply.
"The junior brother in Zhenjun's mouth refers to..."
"Zhenjun Liwei."
"It used to be." Zheng Wan blessed Fushen, "Thank you Zhenjun for your help this time."
Li Siyi couldn't stand being wronged by a beautiful girl the most, and it was because of this that he made his debut just now. Seeing Zheng Wanyan smiling and flirting, he couldn't help but feel agitated:
"Call me Yuqing."
"..."
This apprentice.
But form is better than people, so Zheng Wan just smiled and said nothing.
On the other hand, Li Si thought that the female nun blushed and didn't speak, but just looked at him with wide eyes, and couldn't help but said: "Why don't you let Yuqing accompany the little monk?"
Zheng Wanzheng had this intention.
Only then did she understand the true meaning of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you have to be a tiger first. She is still a little piggy with no strength to restrain a chicken. It would be nice to use Li Siyi as a tiger to overwhelm the battle.
"Thank you Majesty."
She raised her lips and smiled.
Li Siyi said in his heart, if the younger brother really had a relationship with this person in the mortal world, he would understand. With that smile just now, his Dao heart almost relaxed.
but:
"I don't know what happened last night. The younger brother was obviously in the closed door, but he suddenly left the door in a hurry. Before I could react, he used the technique of shrinking the ground and left. I heard that he went to Xuanyi Pavilion to catch the adulterer. You Do you know about this?"
The two walked side by side, and Zheng Wan stopped to ask the price from time to time, and finally spent another three hundred and fifty yuan to buy two knives of yellow-patterned paper.
She said "Oh?" without changing her expression:
"Is there such a thing?"
Li Siyi looked at her inquiringly, trying to see the clue:
"I also gave him Yuliu Guangyi that day to the other party—"
"—Tianyu Liuguangyi?"
Zheng Wan exclaimed, covered her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
That was Tianyu Liuguangyi
I heard that one piece would cost one hundred high-grade primordial stones.
Zheng Wan couldn't figure out Cui Wang's intentions for a while, whether he cared about her or didn't care, or simply had too many primordial stones in his hand and didn't feel that this thing was precious.
Thinking of his impatience that day, the latter is more likely. Although she doesn't remember the reasons for those secret realms, Zheng Wan clearly remembers that when Cui Wang was sixteen years old, he entered an ancient fairy gate by mistake and got A whole fairy gate treasure house.
"It's okay," Li Siyi shook his head and smiled, his peach blossom eyes were all tactful and romantic, "My little junior brother is usually the most boring, he doesn't even have a word, so most people in my family don't believe this rumor."
"The origin of the Yuliu Guangyi was rather strange that day, and it happened in the summer of this year. At that time, my junior brother and I went to the Taibai Gate to congratulate the Sect Master on his promotion ceremony. The daughter of the Sect Master was very beautiful in a Tianyu Liuguang suit. When going down the mountain, Junior Brother went to Tianyi Pavilion and bought one."
Li Siyi said excitedly, "At that time, I thought that my junior brother was impressed by the first beauty and wanted to give her clothes to please her, but I didn't know that my junior brother didn't seem very happy when I bought it, so I just threw it away and never took it out again." .”
However, Zheng Wan's left ear went in and out of her right ear, and Feng Long's chest began to heat up for some reason, and the further she moved forward, the higher the heat; she tried to take a few steps back, and the heat began to drop.
Could it be that something in front of it is attracting it
Zheng Wan let herself go with her feeling until she stopped in front of a stall.
After this stop, both of them were taken aback, the stall owner was actually the waiter in black who fed her red fruit and lotus wine in Xuanyi Pavilion last night, Shuyuan
But she clearly remembered that Shuyuan was a mortal, but his aura at this time was like that of a middle-level monk, but his face was a little pale.
But this has nothing to do with her, Zheng Wan bent down, felt it seriously, and finally found that when she touched the crescent-shaped forehead ornament in the lower left corner, Feng Long was terribly hot.
At this moment, a hand picked up the forehead ornament:
"How do you sell this?"
Zheng Wan raised her head, and found another familiar face: Ming Yu Zhenjun.
How did she come here
Over there, Li Siyi had already folded his fan, and greeted Zhenjun Mingyu with a half-smile:
"True Monarch, what a coincidence."
In his eyes, there is no unlovable woman in the world, except for the tigress in front of him.
Zheng Wan looked at the forehead ornament that Mingyu held in her hand, and for some reason, a feeling arose in her heart that if she missed this thing, she must be extremely regretful.
She had to find a way to get it back.
"Thirty low-level primordial stones."
Books go a long way.