Feng Qingyang suddenly spoke loudly.
When everyone heard this, they stretched their necks to watch. They originally thought that he would pick out some high-quality ghost stone, but he actually picked out a low-quality strange stone the size of a fist.
The strange rock lay in a corner of the desk, and no one would take a second look at it.
Everyone felt extremely disappointed, but also fortunate, because this way, they were sure to win.
"You... why did you choose such a rubbish stone!"
The onlookers and those who had placed bets all looked on coldly, but Qian Duoduo was unwilling to do so.
Although he had a lot of top-grade spirit stones, he was strictly restricted by his father, the city lord. Each of his top-grade spirit stones was restricted, and even if someone else took it away, they could not be used. Moreover, if they were used forcibly, there might be unexpected disasters. This was why she dared to take them out in a high-profile manner.
"You don't understand..." Feng Qingyang said softly. He was very grateful to Qian Duoduo. You know, he was penniless now. If he hadn't brought Qian Duoduo, he would have been embarrassed here.
"Hmph... I don't care. Anyway, I don't want you to choose this weird rock. It's ugly and unsightly, and it's so ugly!"
Qian Duoduo pouted, her little face flushed red, making countless people stare at her with their eyes wide open.
Feng Qingyang was speechless, but he didn't want to point it out. He naturally had his reasons for choosing this stone, so he turned around and said, "Don't worry, I will never lose!"
Although Qian Duoduo was unwilling, he couldn't persuade Feng Qingyang any more, so he could only stomp his feet and stand aside without looking at him.
Feng Qingyang laughed dumbly and said, "Believe me!"
"I choose this one!" At this time, Mr. He suddenly shouted.
Feng Qingyang and everyone else looked when they heard the voice, and saw that he was holding a strange rock as big as a watermelon in his hand. The surface of the rock had clear textures, revealing a sense of antiquity and desolation. It was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary item.
Old He sneered, then his heart was burning with excitement, and he secretly thought that the top-grade spirit stones in the treasure bowl would be his.
"This piece of mine is called 'Gualing Jade'!" said Mr. He, holding up the strange stone in his hand.
Gualing Jade, as the name suggests, has the appearance of a watermelon. It is not hard on the outside, but it is full of essence on the inside.
"Mr. He... What is Gualing Jade?" the crowd asked excitedly. Just by listening to Mr. He's introduction, they knew that this stone was not simple. Seeing his confident look, everyone was even more excited and wanted to cut the strange stone immediately.
“Don’t worry… Don’t worry!”
Old He walked towards the crowd holding the strange rock in his hand, with an obvious smile on his face, while Qian Duoduo looked extremely embarrassed.
"This piece of 'Gualing Jade' is the essence of the strange stone. It has been deposited underground for thousands of years. It contains a strong life essence and has the effect of bringing back the dead to life."
Everyone was shocked. The effect of bringing back the dead to life? It sounds incredible, but it does have such an effect, just not as powerful as Mr. He said.
"and… "
At this point, he paused, looked at Qian Duoduo and the few female monks around him and said, "It also has the effect of keeping your face young."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's nose was almost crooked with anger, thinking to himself what a shameless old man was, who actually wanted to sow discord between him and Qian Duoduo.
Unexpectedly, Qian Duoduo said with disdain after hearing this: "Preserving beauty? I am Qianjin, the mayor of Guiyuan City. Would I be interested in such mundane things as yours?" She was just saying it in anger, but it sounded extremely harsh to Mr. He's ears.
The smile on his face suddenly froze, and turned into a cold expression. He returned to the table with the stone in his hand, and looked at Feng Qingyang coldly.
"Do you know what kind of stone this is?" Feng Qingyang also said while holding the stone in his hand.
Everyone was not impressed. What use could a fist-sized stone be? But they still watched with their ears lowered and eyes lowered. After all, this was a competition between two stone-cutting masters. Even if one of them was overestimating his own abilities, he at least had some strength.
Seeing that no one was talking, Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "My piece is not as good as Mr. He's 'Gualing Jade', because it is just a random stone on the roadside, so it is called a 'roadside stone'."
"What? 'Curbstone'?"
After hearing this, everyone staggered and almost fell down. Qian Duoduo was even more furious, and looked at Feng Qingyang angrily with his big, bright eyes.
"Don't know whether to live or die..."
"You're asking for trouble. You're simply embarrassing yourself..."
At this time, countless mocking voices were heard all around. Feng Qingyang listened to them and saw them with his eyes. However, he continued to introduce the "roadside stone" in his hand with a thick face.
"Why are you barking at the dog? I'll cut out the treasure and make you anxious to death. How about I make you lose today and run back naked?" Feng Qingyang continued with a smile.
"Shameless..."
"Don't you see how white my teeth are?"
"Your teeth are zombie teeth!"
"You haven't yet?" Feng Qingyang rarely showed such a gangster vibe, and everyone was stunned. However, Qian Duoduo at the side had his eyes blinking, as if he didn't recognize the person next to him.
"Who says that 'curbstones' can't be cut into treasures? Who says 'curbstones' can only be garbage?"
"Stop talking. Since this young man believes in his own judgment so much, then we will know everything. What do you say?" Old He, whose face was as black as charcoal, said with some displeasure.
"What's the hurry? Can't you see I'm introducing the 'curbstone' in my hand?"
"you… "
“What do you mean… Don’t be too impulsive when you’re old, otherwise your blood will rush to your head and your body will explode and you will die.” Feng Qingyang continued to speak shamelessly.
"Puchi!" Qian Duoduo on the side finally laughed, and the expression on her face disappeared. She stared at Feng Qingyang blankly, and a fog suddenly appeared in her mind.
"What kind of person is he?" Qian Duoduo said to himself.
He was bloodthirsty and murderous, cold-blooded but also loyal and righteous; lonely but also a bit of a scoundrel. Qian Duoduo couldn't figure it out. Although the man in front of her was so close to her, she always felt that they were countless worlds apart.
Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed the corner of Feng Qingyang's clothes.
Feng Qingyang turned around and saw Qian Duoduo looking at her nervously and puzzledly.
"You...you must win, I...I believe you!" She blushed and stammered.
Feng Qingyang felt warm in his heart, thinking that although this willful and capricious little girl was a little hot-tempered, she was actually very kind-hearted. He suddenly felt sorry for her and wanted to give up the competition and return to the Ghost King Sect, but then he thought of Zhu Xuezhu who was still waiting for him, and his heart suddenly turned cold again.
So he said softly: "I won't lose!"
"Mr. He... since you are my elder... then I will be courteous and let you cut the stone first!" As he said this, he took his 'roadside stone' and walked forward, standing opposite Mr. He's desk and looking at him.
Mr. He looked at him for a long time, and finally said, "Watch it!"