311 Chapter 311
β, 1335_ customers and uninvited guests
I heard someone whisper, "That bodyguard looks so scary, his face is expressionless, is he angry?"
The obedient person stopped: "Shut up, be careful of being beaten, that's the immortal that Tang Zhuang has admitted." β
"The immortals are just the beauty in the middle, right? The other two are...... Fairchild?"
"Don't Fairy Boy feel old?"
"That's why I say it's a bodyguard, oh no, it's supposed to be an assistant, to help the immortals with mundane affairs. β
......
Monks in the mortal world are often labeled as willful, willful, and vindictive, but few monks will be concerned with the whispers of others. With very few exceptions, most of the monks did not feel painless when they heard someone cursing that they deserved to die, or said contemptuously: "What are you muttering?" There is a kind of standing in front of me and scolding.
Therefore, although the mortals are a little afraid of the willfulness of the monks, they are not so afraid that they dare not speak. Even in the face of the monk who looked fierce and vicious, even if he knew that the monk had good hearing, mortals would dare to talk about it nearby.
Moreover, there are few monks who are fierce and evil in appearance, and the cultivation of the mind is a part of cultivation, and the proportion of monks who cultivate the evil path and the evil aura is so strong that it covers the beauty effect of cultivation is not large--the slightest carelessness in that path will go astray, which is very dangerous for themselves-even if they are monks who cultivate this path, and some of them will do superficial disguises, in order to exert their surprise and kill with one blow when attacking.
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With the growing popularity, reporters who must join in the excitement are also coming.
"Hello, can you interview a few immortals?" asked a smart-looking female reporter in a professional suit and stilettos.
"No, I can't. My brother and Pei Bing replied at the same time.
The female reporter paused for a moment and looked at me: "Let's take some video records, just stand next to me and shoot, and I won't disturb you." β
Pei Bing: "You've already bothered. β
The female reporter still looked at me: "Just a few shots, it won't be a long time." β
Well...... I looked so much like the one in charge? I was a little happy, so I replied, "Buy things first." β
My brother: "Only spirit stones are accepted." β
The female reporter looked at the customers who were transferring mortal coins to my brother.
Pei Bing: "They are customers, you are uninvited guests." β
β, 1336_interference
The female reporter forced a professional smile and asked again: "Is it okay to have a spirit bead?"
My brother looked very cold: "Only accept spirit stones." β
The female reporter's smile was completely uncontrollable.
The photographer partner next to her poked her shoulder: "Xian'er ......"
The female reporter squeezed out words between her teeth: "Didn't you see that I was busy?
Photographer: "Don't be busy. I just want to tell you, you can't shoot. β
"What?!" the female reporter turned her head sharply.
The photographer showed her the picture: "If you don't let me shoot, you can't do it." β
My brother was playing with a jammer in his hand with an obviously deliberate posture: a magic weapon at the level of the Qi cultivation period, so that all the images taken by non-spiritual shooting tools were mosaic.
If these reporters can come up with magic weapons for shooting, my brother will immediately come up with a foundation building level or a Jindan-level jammer - it's impossible that there can still be a magic weapon above the Jindan level in the mortal world, right?
I made an ice sculpture of equal size according to the shape of the jammer, and it was immediately bought, and many people looked at me with blank eyes, probably expecting me to make another one, but they didn't dare to speak directly, probably for fear of being charged a custom fee by Pei Bing.
The pair of reporters were the first to come up and ask, and some others were either watching or trying to take pictures from afar and gave up if they couldn't do it.
The female reporter surnamed 'Xian' was more persistent and asked, "If I buy your handicrafts with spirit stones, can I interview them?"
Photographer: "Hey, Da Xian, this kind of fee will not be reported." β
Fresh reporter: "I paid it myself." β
Photographer: "Okay, you pay for it yourself, I won't give it to you, you know I'm poor." β
"Didn't count on you. The reporter said angrily, then looked at me with a smile, "Excuse me, how long will you stay here?"
Pei Bing: "Depending on your mood, maybe you will close the stall immediately?"
The fresh reporter gritted his teeth and said to the photographer: "You wait for me here, I'll get the spirit stone." β
Photographer: "Are you really playing? Forget it, it's normal for immortals not to let you shoot, and there are many other stalls for shooting." If you have to shoot immortals, the immortals in Tangzhuang are allowed to shoot. β
Reporter: "There are too many of them, who will watch them if we add one?" This ice sculpture fairy can make headlines just by his face. β
I know I can just make headlines on my face, but what is the name of the Ice Sculpture Immortal?
βγ1337_Do it at your fingertips
Photographer: "But did you hear clearly, the ice sculpture fairy said to buy things 'first'." 'First'. That is, there may be a second, a third, many, many more steps until you give up. β
He actually wanted to say that I was just shirking or playing tricks on them, and it was impossible for them to interview and shoot at all.
Am I? Maybe.
Fresh reporter: "You talk a lot." Wait for me here. I'll be back as soon as I can. After speaking, he no longer listened to the photographer's dissuasion, and ran away quickly on his stiletto heels. Well, it's really fast, and in terms of mortal balance, it's very powerful, but it's far worse than the basic skills of sword cultivation, for example, if I'm wearing high heels......
Come, next topic.
The photographer pointed the camera at the customer who bought the ice sculpture and the ice sculpture in their hand, and then my brother took out a second jammer and aimed it at the photographer, and asked him to shoot everything as a mosaic.
The photographer soon found out that he was being targeted, because he even took pictures of the fat sparrows bouncing on the ground with his back to us. He looked back, looked at us, and scratched his head. There was no anger in his expression, but he yawned and turned off the camera.
I said to my brother, "He's saying you're boring. β
My brother: "You're boring. β
I then made an ice sculpture based on the second jammer that my brother had brought out, and it was also bought immediately. I also made sparrows, cameras, microphones, nails, press cards......
A chubby boy was following his brother while biting on a sugar gourd, passing by my ice sculpture stall, so I made another string of sugar gourds, a sugar-coated hawthorn that had been bitten. The fat boy saw it, stopped, grabbed the hem of his brother's clothes, who was constantly looking at his watch, pointed to the notched hawthorn, and made a fuss: "I want that!"
His brother ignored him and continued to try to move forward.
The fat boy dragged his brother steadily by his weight: "It was made for me, I bit it!"
His brother had to stop and look at my booth and the customers queuing up to pay, and probably listen to the discussion of the price around him, and finally he looked at the fat boy impatiently and said, "If you want to buy it, go to the queue, what are you pulling me for?"
Fat Boy: "Why am I in line?"
His brother: "Didn't you want to buy it?"
Fat boy: "You should have bought it for me! Mom said you have to take care of me today!"
Him: "If you make any more trouble, I'll take you to the hospital." Tell me, how many injuries do you want to be beaten?"
β, 1338_ stall
The fat boy saw that he was about to howl, and his brother took out a stick as long as his hand, flicked it, and threw it into a whip, threatening: "If you howl, I will smoke it, you try." You see if my mother scolds me fast, or if I pump you into the hospital quickly. β
The fat boy hiccuped: "I'm going to eat another sugar gourd." β
His brother: "Do you still want ice sculptures?"
The fat boy can bend and stretch: "I don't want it, and I can't eat it." β
My brother said to me, "You don't need a blood test to know that it's my brother." β
One twin isn't enough for you to beat?"Is there a sense of accomplishment in bullying the weak?" I asked.
My brother looked at me for a while and said, "Of course, there is no sense of accomplishment in bullying the weak, but it is very ...... to bully you I felt it. β
Do you dare to complete the words that were skipped in the pause?
I made monkeys, pigs, horses, bowls, rabbits, and mooncakes......
My brother put them on the shelf and complained, "Can't you make something aesthetically pleasing? I thought it was cheesy when you first made flowers, but now that there's a contrast, I think it's okay to be clichΓ©." β
If I want flowers, I can do them all the time without stopping, but I don't really have much appreciation for flowers, I don't think any variety is particularly beautiful, I don't think which variety is particularly unbeautiful, and I don't care about pollination, they are not attractive to me.
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At sunset, I saw that there was no one in line, so I closed the stall. I put away all the ice sculptures that were not sold. Someone asked, "Are you still here tomorrow?"
My brother looks at me.
Me: "No, just set up a stall for a day today." β
"Huh?!" exclaimed. Next up:
"Wait, I still have to buy it, I don't have enough money today, tomorrow, oh no, the day after tomorrow, can I buy it the day after tomorrow?"
"I, I wanted to line up, so I hesitated, can I buy it now? I want that monkey. β
"And me, I want corn kernels. β
Pei Bing: "If you miss it, you miss it, don't think about it." β
The scene immediately cooled down.
"Please wait, I just got the spirit stone, medium grade, please casually sell me an ice sculpture and let me interview. The fresh reporter rushed over, replaced his high heels with flat shoes, his hair was a little messy, and his makeup was a little flowery. It seems that it takes a lot of effort to get a medium-grade spirit stone in half a day.
Her photographer partner sighed.
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