"Pull it down, you, eight medium-grade spirit stones, you better take it back and wipe your ass!"

"Hey, hey, don't be so anxious! My map is indeed genuine, and other people's houses are all drawn by themselves, so since Childe you make a price, how about it?"

"That's okay, a low-grade spirit stone, you can sell it if you want to, and if you don't want to sell it, forget it!" said the white-faced man.

"Childe, this piece of low-grade spirit stone is really a little less, can you see if you can add a little more?" said the vendor with a bitter face.

The price suddenly went from ten middle-grade spirit stones to one low-grade spirit stone, and the gap was not ordinarily large. A medium-grade spirit stone is a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and ten medium-grade spirit stones are a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and now this guy only has a low-grade spirit stone, and this bargaining is not an ordinary ruthless!

"Love to sell or not, this boy doesn't have so much time to talk nonsense with you here!"

"Sell, sell, I sell!" The hawker was about to cry, and there was really no way to meet such a buyer!

"That's it, boss, you don't have to be so embarrassed, this is called small profits but quick turnover! Your price is so high, you can't sell a picture in a day, what's the use?" the white-faced man suddenly turned back and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes! Childe said yes!" The vendor took a piece of low-grade spirit stone, and it was not bad to think about it, at least he didn't lose anything!

The white-faced boy was about to leave with the map, but he saw a familiar shadow running towards him, his face suddenly changed, he looked at the vendor and said, "Boss, borrow your table for a while!"

The peddler was stunned for a while, and before he could react, the white-faced boy had already gotten under his stall table.

"Hey, boss, have you seen a handsome man in a white brocade robe and a silver-white sword passing by?"

But the peddler had never seen such a beautiful girl, and he was dumbfounded!

But at this time, the white-faced boy hiding under the stall quickly pulled the peddler's trouser leg, and the hawker came to his senses and saw that the white-faced boy was waving his hand to him.

The peddler hesitated for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Girl, I seem to be a little impressed by what you said!"

"Really, where did you see him going?" said the woman excitedly.

"This ...... This one...... Where did he go? you make me think about it!" the peddler grabbed his head and covered his face with his hand, and then looked at the white-faced boy under the stall, which clearly meant that he was asking for favors!

The white-faced boy was so angry in his heart, and when he was hesitating, he heard the woman speak again: "You should say it quickly, which direction is he going?"

"This ......," the peddler hesitated, and looked at the white-faced boy again.

The white-faced boy had no choice, he was really afraid that this guy would really expose himself, so he quickly took out a low-grade spirit stone and shook it at the vendor.

"This ...... I have to think again, there are so many people passing by, I can't remember a little!" said the peddler, then looked at the white-faced boy again, and said, "Where is he going?"

The hawker's meaning is already obvious, that is, a low-grade spirit stone is not enough!

The white-faced boy was so angry, but in this case, he could only choose to compromise and had to take out a low-grade spirit stone again!

"Hey, boss, have you figured it out!" the woman urged impatiently.

"Girl, don't rush it, there are so many people passing by here every day, or if you buy me a treasure map, I might remember!" said the peddler with a smile.

Hearing this, the white-faced boy tugged at his trouser leg, but the peddler ignored him at all. He is not stupid, he sold nine medium-grade spirit stones on a map, and he only gave himself two lower-grade spirit stones now, which one made more money, and he could figure it out with his ass.

"You don't mean to deliberately trick me into buying your map, do you?" This woman is not stupid, looking at the hawker's appearance, it is deliberate.

"How so? I really can't think of it at once!" said the peddler with a laugh.

"Then how much does your map cost?" Although the woman knew that this guy deliberately wanted to buy the map herself, she had to compromise in order to find that stinky man!

"It's not expensive, it's only ten medium-grade spirit stones!" Seeing that the woman was so anxious to find the man who was in the stall, the peddler simply sat on the ground and raised the price.

"What! You want ten medium-grade spirit stones for this broken map, I think you're crazy about money, right?" the woman said angrily.

"Girl, this map of mine was drawn by me with my life in the Forest of Death, and you will never find a more complete map in the entire Luminous City! If you take my map and find a treasure, what are the ten medium-grade spirit stones?" said the vendor with a smile.

"Then I bought this map, are you really willing to tell me where the person I'm looking for goes?" the woman hesitated.

Ten medium-grade spirit stones are nothing to her, the important thing is that no matter how rich she is, she can't be deceived in vain, right?

"Of course, as long as you buy this map, I'll tell you where he's gone!" The vendor's smile widened when he heard the joke.

Although the white-faced boy was pulling him hard below, he didn't know it at all.

"Then I'll believe you once, if I let me know that you have deceived Aunt Ben, this girl will not only come back and dismantle your stall, but also pull out your skin!" The woman directly took out a handful of medium-grade spirit stones and threw them directly on the stall table.

The hawker was surprised in his eyes, and put away the spirit stones, exactly ten pieces!

"Girl, this is your map, you have it!" said the vendor, picking up a map and handing it to the woman, very enthusiastically.

"Now it's time to say it, where did the man go?" said the woman, somewhat angrily.

"Hehe, girl, it's easy to say, the person you said also bought a map from my stall just now, and has gone to the Forest of Death!" The peddler didn't care that the woman was angry, because he had already run away after doing this business, and he was waiting for her to come back to find trouble!

"This stinky man would rather run in there than see me!hmph! The more you don't want to see me, the more I'll chase after you!" the woman snorted, and then grabbed the map in her hand and walked in the direction of the Forest of Death.

"Childe, come out! The man is gone!" the peddler said with a smile as he saw that the woman had already gone away.

"Take it out!" said the white-faced boy as he crawled out from under the stall and said with a cold face.

"What?" the peddler didn't react at once!

"Spirit Stone!"

"Childe, I earned this by selling maps!" said the peddler!