Seeing more and more people around him, Yu Sheng smiled lightly, knowing that his goal had been achieved.
He lightly tapped his toes and landed on the table behind him.
The movements are graceful and the postures are handsome.
"well… "
"Damn, how did you do that? It looks like your legs are bent."
"Did you fly up there?"
A group of people cheered, and the onlookers on the periphery wanted to move towards the center, completely unaware of what was happening.
Ignoring everyone, Yu Sheng hooked the loudspeaker at his foot, and the loudspeaker immediately fell into his hands.
He held a loud speaker and looked at the people around him and said, "First of all, thank you all for watching my performance. Next, I will show you a divine book that fell from the sky. In fact, my real identity is not a medicine seller, nor a magician. I am a book seller. However, there is only one thing about my book selling, and that is that it all depends on fate."
"fate!?"
"What's the meaning!?"
Everyone looked at Yu Sheng in confusion, scratching their heads.
With a devilish smile on his face, Yu Sheng put his hands together and said, "Fifty dollars for one book. If you think my performance is good, please buy a copy. If you think my performance is not good, I can only say that I am very sorry."
"Fifty-one books, not expensive. But where are your books?"
"Yeah, where's your book?"
"There are so many of us here, do you have enough books?"
I saw some people making a fuss and couldn't wait. Even a magic trick was worth fifty dollars, so buying a book was not difficult for these people.
Holding a loud speaker, Yu Sheng looked at the crowd and said, "It seems that everyone is a little impatient. In this case, please step back a little. Next is the moment to witness the truth."
Suddenly, two golden crows flew out, and they drew a circle with their rapid flight. The people around them kept shouting "good".
They all retreated, forming a small circle of about ten square meters.
Even the uncles and aunts who were taking a rest in the square gathered together.
"The following is all true. Please refer to the actual product for details." Yu Sheng looked at everyone and chuckled.
As he spoke, Yu Sheng took off the space ring on the middle finger of his left hand and threw it lightly. Suddenly, the space ring flew up twenty meters, and at this moment, the space ring opened.
Countless books tilted down, and at the same time Yu Sheng jumped up.
Grabbing the space ring, he sat directly on a pile of books, bowed and said, "I wonder if you have any advice for my real magic?"
"Oh my god..."
"Could this be the legendary space ring? I didn't expect it to be a magic trick related to cultivating immortals."
"But how?"
"Nonsense, if you can tell how a magic trick is done at a glance, is it still magic!?"
The group of people were in a daze for a long time. At this time, a monk came forward. He picked up a book with some curiosity, took a look at it, and immediately felt something was wrong.
"I...actually!"
The next second he threw down five hundred yuan, picked up a book, turned around and ran away.
"Thank you for your patronage!" Yu Sheng was sitting on the mountain of books. A golden crow as big as a palm flew up and picked up the five hundred yuan on the ground.
At this time, the monk hiding in the dark couldn't help it. He saw people constantly rushing out of the crowd, picking up books, paying the money and running away!
In an instant, it caused a resonance effect, and the surrounding people immediately became happy, and one after another followed suit.
This huge mountain of books was actually shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. A golden crow was quickly flying around picking up the money, but no one noticed that some of the money disappeared as soon as it hit the ground.
What Yu Sheng picked up was only a small part. It had been confirmed that the money belonged to Yu Sheng, and the system immediately began to help recycle the resources.
In a dark corner, a cultivator was excitedly flipping through a book in his hand, and exclaimed in amazement, "What a brilliant immortal cultivation method, and there are ten sets of it, including spells. The martial arts secret book is also amazing, with three hundred moves recorded in it. And there are also internal energy techniques? Oh my god, this is advanced stuff! What is this? Magic? I..."
That's right, there are ten sets of immortal arts, ten sets of martial arts secrets, and ten sets of magic training methods. And each set is equipped with three hundred methods. After everyone finished scrambling for it, they found that Yu Sheng had disappeared without a trace.
Ten minutes later, in the middle of another busy street in the main urban area of Fog City, a young man was performing magic.
Yu Sheng prepared a total of 30,000 sets of books. Yes, he was the legendary person who stirred up trouble.
He is also the initiator of the civilization of gods on Earth.
…
At night, Daoming's face looked extremely ugly in the Tiandao Pavilion of Tianyi Pavilion. In front of him was a set of books that Yu Sheng had put out.
"Damn it, this ignorant beast! Haven't the people from Tianwu Pavilion arrived in Fog City yet? This brat must be killed for me." Daoming shouted angrily.
In front of him, the ninety-nine Pavilion Masters of Tianyi Pavilion looked extremely unhappy, frowning and saying, "It's not that we don't want to deal with him. It's just that the boy disappeared."
"What!? A living person disappeared? With so many people watching him, where could he disappear to? He must still be in the Fog City." Daoming questioned.
However, the Pavilion Master of Tianwu Pavilion shook his head and said, "It has indeed disappeared. I suggest using the Haotian Mirror. This Yu Sheng is even bolder than Zhuge Liuyun twenty years ago. Now the entire network is spreading these things. Sect Master, what should we do?"
"Let someone control it!" Daoming said angrily, "Do I need to teach you how to steal the books back from the hands of civilians?"
However, the head of Tianming Pavilion who was in charge of intelligence said, "I'm afraid it's impossible. Unless we destroy the city, the situation is out of control. There are 30,000 copies plus the version circulating on the Internet. The key is that these books all have a quick method at the beginning. It can make people feel the power of magic, cultivation, and martial arts. We got this book two hours ago, and now it's past dinner. Maybe many people have tried it. They may even ask their relatives and friends to start practicing."
"..." Daoming's face was extremely ugly. This was not a war era. Even if he was in power, he couldn't destroy the city. And in fact, he didn't have the final say. This country still had a president, and he was not from Tianyi Pavilion.
"Bring Liu Chuannan to me. In any case, find that bastard first. I will personally crush him into pieces! He is such a fool, he really thinks no one in this world can deal with him." Daoming was furious and said angrily.
Half an hour later, Liu Chuannan, who had recovered, rushed to the hall.
"Master, what is the matter with summoning your disciples?" Liu Chuannan bowed respectfully and asked.
Daoming stretched out his hand, and suddenly a three-meter-high bronze mirror fell directly in front of Liu Chunan. He said to Liu Chunan: "Look at the mirror and think about the rest of your life. This sect will personally kill this beast."
"..." Liu Chunan was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and said, "Disciple obeys!"
He was concentrating on Yu Sheng, and suddenly a shadow of Yu Sheng appeared on the Haotian Mirror.
Then a ray of light went straight through the sky and earth.
Everyone stared at the bronze mirror in a daze for several minutes. The head of Tianming Pavilion frowned and said, "Sect Master, this Haotian Mirror is not broken! It has no reaction at all."
"Bullshit!" Daoming couldn't help but swear. He frowned and looked at the Haotian Mirror, gritting his teeth and said, "How is it possible? Could it be that the guy has been killed? Or has he entered some secret realm?"
"Master, can we stop now?" Liu Chuannan looked at the mirror, beads of sweat appearing on his face.
Daoming shot a stream of spiritual power directly into his body, and said without retreating: "Don't worry. I will protect you. The Haotian Mirror consumes ten years of accumulated spiritual power every time it is used. Although it can be recharged with spiritual stones, it takes at least half a month to recharge once. It can last for a week, but I don't believe that he won't show up in this week."
"Yes, Sect Master!" Liu Chuannan said with an ugly expression and under great pressure.
(End of this chapter)