Chapter 175

"Haha! The treasure is in hand!"

Senior Brother Chen laughed wildly in his heart, and pretended to turn around, then he joined the girl and walked 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 corner tower, the figure disappeared without a trace.

After a while, an Ang Zang big man with a giant sword walked into the market with heavy steps.

Li Yu changed his appearance and planned to continue to trick people.

The big man stepped into the market with his head held high, and he swaggered all the way. Then, unsurprisingly, he bumped into someone.

"boom!"

The big man Ang Zang seemed to stumble on something under his feet, and stumbled 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 have a very hot temper, he didn't answer at all, just waved his giant sword and slapped the fat monk with a slap in the face.

Mud Bodhisattva also has a three-point fire nature.

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

"what!"

The big man looks mighty, but he is actually vulnerable.

The fat monk slapped over, the strong man screamed and flew out, the giant sword in his hand fell to the fat monk with a "dang bang".

"You wait for me!"

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

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The fat monk shook his head with a wry smile. As a true disciple of Huayan Sect, the fat monk really felt a little helpless about such an innocent disaster.

about to walk away,

Suddenly glanced at the giant sword on the ground, the fat monk's eyes flashed, and he quickly bent down and picked up the giant sword.

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

Shouting in his mouth, the fat monk picked up the giant sword and hurriedly left the market. As for whether it is really necessary to return the giant sword to others... Hehe, it's okay to listen to this kind of thing.

So... another fish was hooked.

Not long after, there was a scream from a brothel in the market, and a figure flew out of the brothel with a bang, hitting the ground heavily.

This market was originally located in a small town under Cangwu Mountain, so things like brothel restaurants also exist.

"Bold thief! How dare you pretend to be a disciple of my Shuiyun Sect and swindle everywhere. How dare you drink flower wine and not give money, and ruin the reputation of my Shuiyun Sect, damn it!"

A figure rushed out of the brothel, swept across the sky, and a sword light like a torrent of water roared down.

"oops!"

The figure that just fell to the ground let out a strange cry, and an old inkstone table appeared in his hand. Throwing it out casually, the inkstone grew long against the wind and turned into a huge stone inkstone, which blocked the sword light.

At the same time, a cloud of smoke rushed up, and the man disappeared in an instant, escaping without a trace.

"Qiang..."

The sword light slashed on the giant inkstone, and a stream of sparks burst out. The inkstone fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Bastard! I will never forgive you next time I meet you!"

The sword light disappeared, and a young man in white clothes 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, and his whole body was shocked.

"Since it is the thing of the thief, there must be clues to the thief, but we must check it carefully."

With that said, the young man in white waved his hand to collect the inkstone, and then left in a hurry. Even the large group of girls in the brothel who are calling out affectionately can't take care of it.

The fish also swallowed the bait.

"Okay, okay! I haven't eaten for three days!"

An old beggar with a withered face, leaning on a cane, trembled into the market.

The old beggar held a bowl with a missing hole in his hand, and when he saw someone, he handed it over. Begging all the way down 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 stumbled and fell to the side of the road.

"Dang bang", the bowl fell to the ground.

"Um?"

The other scribe's eyes flashed with surprise, then returned to normal in an instant.

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

The scribe gave Junior Brother Xu a stern face, then walked over to the old beggar with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to help the old beggar up.

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

The scribe smiled and apologized to the old beggar, stretched out a piece of silver, and handed it to the old beggar, "Our sect pays attention to doing what we can, and we don't like people who get something for nothing. That's why my junior brother treats you badly."

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

The scribe kindly reached out and patted the dust on the old beggar's body, and continued: "Old man, follow the rules of our sect. It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. I don't give money for nothing. I bought your bowl. Bar!"

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

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

The fish was also hooked.

"Selling heirloom treasures! Selling heirloom treasures!"

A twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy with a mottled bronze statue in his hand was hawking all the way in the market.

"This is a family heirloom, and it's sold for just one or two silvers. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

The little boy walked all the way holding the bronze statue. The mottled bronze statue was very poor in appearance, had no aesthetic feeling, and did not have any aura fluctuations. Naturally, no one cared about it.

"Master, master, you bought this bronze statue! This is the treasure of our family. It only needs one or two silvers to sell."

The little boy's things could not be sold, and in the end, he stopped a young monk in a moon-white robe.

"Donor, the poor monk is a member of Buddhism. This bronze statue of you is obviously a Taoist law. I..."

The young monk glanced at the bronze statue and was about to refuse, but he was suddenly shocked, and quickly changed his mind and said, "Although Buddhism and Taoism are different, but you are so eager to sell the family heirloom, you must be in a hurry to spend money, the poor monk will help you once. !"

Having said 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.

Afterwards, the young monk left the market in a hurry as if he was in a hurry.

One day...two days...

There was an endless stream of baited fish.

In the past two days, the disciples who came to Cangwu Mountain to attend the Qinglian Patriarch's Enlightenment Ceremony, the Confucian Sacred Land, the Taoist Cave, and the Buddhist Temple, have gained a great opportunity in the market below Cangwu Mountain.

Everyone has their own opportunities, and everyone's circumstances are different.

The prey that hunters sell is chance, the stones that children play with are chance, and even the rescue of a hero... is not beautiful, you can get a token of love from a big girl who weighs 300 pounds.

At that time, when the young scholar of Bailu Academy received the token of love, the expression on his face was so tangled that Li Yu almost burst out laughing.

So far, Li Yu's chance sale event has been successfully completed. (To be continued.)