Fang Xing saw that he was almost there, so he sighed and said, "Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to expose you, I just admire your craftsmanship very much. Look, there is no difference between this flying sword and the real one. ? And this elixir, how did you make it? The color, the smell, my God, there is even a trace of spiritual energy lingering on it, it is more real than real... "
These words are half-truth and half-false, Fang Xing really admires this man's craftsmanship, the method of counterfeiting is really not low, like the flying swords, they are actually some damaged flying swords, but the magic circle inside It was connected in a unique way, so if the person who bought it tried it on the spot, the flying sword could operate freely, but the connection between the magic circles seemed complete, but in fact it was very reluctant. If it is turned back, it will collapse and cannot be used normally at all.
Of course, if it is used to deceive people, it is absolutely perfect.
And this panacea, although it looks very realistic, with a tangy fragrance and aura, but it is not difficult for people with discerning eyes to distinguish the difference. It can be found that there is not enough spiritual energy inside.
"Senior brother, don't laugh at me, little brother... it's just a moment of confusion!"
The stall owner didn't know what Fang Xing meant, so he said nervously.
Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "What is temporary confusion? Can this skill be developed in a short time?"
The stall owner was about to cry, looked around nervously, and begged in a low voice: "Hold down, what do you want to do, you should tell me clearly! I have met an expert today. What do you like? Take it... ”
"It's your craftsmanship that I'm interested in..."
Fang Xing said sincerely: "To be honest, in my previous family, there was also such an elder who specialized in this way, but his skills were a little rough, and he was incomparable to you, senior brother, so when I saw senior brother, I immediately Kindly, this senior brother, don't worry, I will never say anything about this matter, and I will also take care of your business, everyone who has money can make money... "
"Forehead… "
The stall owner was stunned, looking at Fang Xing blinking, wondering if what he said was true or not.
Fang Xing said in a low voice: "I have to plan the specifics carefully, this senior brother, please leave me a name..."
"What do you want to do?"
The stall owner became nervous. The ghost market never asks about his identity. This has always been the rule.
He dared to come to the ghost market to sell some counterfeit products because of this rule. As long as no one sees it through on the spot, who will know who he is after the ghost market is over? And every time he came to the ghost market, he didn't bring out the fakes right away. He always sold the real ones for a while, and after he was sure it was safe, he carefully revealed some fakes and mixed them with the real ones.
As soon as Fang Xing asked his name, he immediately alerted him.
Fang Xingdao: "Don't be nervous, isn't it convenient to contact you?"
The stall owner's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Let's forget it, brother, there are ghost market rules in the ghost market, since you have seen through my things, just pick a few of what you like. There are really quite a lot of things in my stall. As for leaving a name or something, let’s forget it. I have no intention of making this matter bigger. From today on, this stall will be gone... "
Seeing that the stall owner refused, Fang Xing laughed softly, looked at him and said, "Really not staying?"
The stall owner said firmly: "No!"
Fang Xing suddenly stood up and shouted: "Oh, your things here..."
The valley was originally quiet, and even if someone spoke, they would deliberately lower their voices. Fang Xing's voice suddenly rose up, startling everyone around him, and attracting countless eyes.
The stall owner was so frightened that he was dumbfounded and almost ran away.
But Fang Xing's next words made him stunned: "It's really great, how long did I find it, brother, you are my great benefactor, thank you so much, Please put away the spirit stone..." He said and dropped a piece of spirit stone, grabbed something from the stall, looked at it over and over happily, and winked at the stall owner at the same time.
"Hey, it turns out he's a country bumpkin, so excited just holding an Anxidan!"
Someone next to him cursed in a low voice, turned his head and ignored him.
An Xi Dan is just a pill for concentrating and sleeping, which helps people recover energy, it is really not a good thing.
At this time, a guard standing in the valley came over and said in a low voice: "This brother, control your emotions. We are all in the ghost market. It's better to be careful, and the voice should not be too loud..."
"Okay, okay, I'm just too excited, brother, don't blame..."
Fang Xing hastily saluted the guard, who waved his hand to signal no need, turned and left.
The stall owner collapsed immediately, looked at Fang Xing with fluttering eyes, and said helplessly, "How on earth are you going to let me go?"
Fang Xing looked at him, smiled without saying a word.
The stall owner gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, he took out a wooden sign from his pocket and handed it to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing didn't answer it, and said directly: "Give me the truth!"
The stall owner's expression became even uglier. Through a layer of black veil covering his face, he seemed to be able to see the corners of his mouth twitching. After a long time, he finally gave Fang Xing another wooden sign, and then hung his head in silence. , Fang Xing took the wooden sign proudly, poked inside with his divine sense, and immediately read out the person's information: "Outer sect disciple of Qingyun Sect, Heiyangu B character twenty-one house, Hua Qianzhi..."
This person's identity, name, and house were all in it, and Fang Xing kept it firmly in mind.
The wooden sign was handed back to him, and the stall owner said weakly: "What exactly do you want to do, can you tell me first?"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Let's talk after we think about it!"
Hua Qianzhi gritted her teeth and made a secret decision in her heart.
After returning, destroy all these things, and never do this again, so as not to be coerced by this guy.
"If you want to go back and destroy all the things, and then never touch this again, I can guarantee that the news of you selling fakes in the ghost market will spread throughout the outer sect, hehe, you think that without evidence, others will There is nothing I can do about you? Hmph, many people who have been duped are ashamed and indignant, they are eager to find someone to vent their anger, as long as someone can get them revenge, no matter whether there is evidence or not?"
Fang Xing's gloomy voice sounded: "Besides, since you did this, and your craftsmanship is not bad, if someone really wants to check you, I don't believe that you haven't left any flaws, and you can definitely find out..."
Hua Qianzhi's body froze, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, cupped his hands slightly and said, "Waiting for the good news from senior brother!"
As he said that, he started to pack his things. He really didn't want to stay with this scary guy anymore, but Fang Xing stretched out his hand to him again when he finished packing his things and said with a ghostly smile, "Take my coin Return the spirit stone to me..."
Hua Qianzhi was furious, and said in a low voice: "That An Xidan is real..."
"But your other things are fake!"
Fang Xing said nonchalantly.
Hua Qianzhi was speechless, returned Fang Xing Lingshi, packed up his things like hiding a ghost, and left in despair.
Fang Xing continued to wander here, looking for a flying sword that suits him, while estimating in his heart. He was not born to follow the usual path, and when he saw these fakes made by Hua Qianzhi, he began to plan in his heart. Now that he has grasped the handle of this person, he has to use his craft to gain some benefits for himself, and if the benefits are less, he will not do it.
As for the flying swords in Hua Qianzhi's hands, he looked down upon them, even if they were genuine ones, they were of extremely low quality.
The valley is not big, so after wandering around for a while, almost every booth came to look. When I came to the corner, I suddenly heard two people arguing excitedly and lowered their voices. One of them said: "This brother, I Seventy pieces of spirit stones are already quite a lot, although your demon spirit pill is rare, but it is not the top-notch item, and I am already paying a very sincere price!"
"Seventy spirit stones?"
Fang Xing's ears perked up subconsciously, and he couldn't help but squeeze his palms tightly.
"This is about three years' worth of spiritual stones for a disciple with first-class qualifications. What kind of elixir can be worth this price?"
"Senior brother, seventy spirit stones are not too small, but I have already said that this pill is only exchanged for stone essence!"
Another voice sounded, and it sounded familiar. Fang Xing thought about it carefully, and his anger rose suddenly.
He recognized who this person was, and it was Hou Qing.
Fang Xing is a person who holds grudges very much, once he has grudges against someone, it will be really impressive, and he will never forget it in ten years!
At this time, what happened when he was away from the mountain gate, although half a year had passed, he still remembered it immediately.
Looking back, I saw a young man sitting on a bluestone near the edge of the cliff. His face was covered with a white scarf, which was covered by the shadow of the mountain under the moonlight, so it was difficult to notice him. If you don't know who he is, that's all right, but since Fang Xing heard the voice, he took a closer look, and he clearly recognized him from the eyebrows and eyes. It was Hou Qing who met outside the mountain gate.
"Okay, the enemy's road is narrow, I happened to meet this guy, let's see what he wants to do!"
Fang Xing thought to himself, so he found a place not far away to sit down and listen.