In the north of the city, Dingxiang Qianzhuang has not yet opened, but outside the door, there is already a long queue.

As usual, there are a lot of casual cultivators almost every day, and they will wait outside the money village early, waiting, so that they can exchange for some cheap low-grade spirit stones.

At this moment, a young monk wearing a cheap ordinary cyan robe, with a dogtail in his mouth, swaggered past the monks who were watching outside the Qianzhuang, and walked towards the hall outside the Qianzhuang gate.

"Eh, young man, do you know the queue?"

"Hey, boy, do you know the rules! If you want to exchange spirit stones, go to the back of the line!"

"Yes, young man. You can't break the rules here because you're alone~! I'm old, but I've been here since the night before yesterday!"

Sure enough, this young monk's arrogant behavior was immediately criticized by all the monks present.

Obviously, the rule here is: as long as you want to exchange spirit stones, then you have to line up, if you don't queue well, or someone wants to make trouble here and break the rules, then the shopkeeper and head of this Dingxiang money village have the right to no longer sell that kind of low-priced auspicious spirit stone.

However, this young monk in Tsing Yi, who looked very ordinary and was no different from the monks in the line, heard these criticisms, he glanced back at everyone, smiled at the monks who were lining up and planned to buy cheap spirit stones, and said, "Eh, don't make any noise, I'll say a few words." Today, I've covered those cheap spirit stones in this bank. If I hadn't ......"

"Whew!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a shoe was thrown at him.

Fortunately, this young monk reacted quickly, otherwise, he would have been smashed outside the door of the money house by this shoe.

"What do you mean?" a burly, tall man immediately stood up.

"Oh, it's not interesting. I just want to tell you that if you want to exchange some low-grade spirit stones, don't stay in the alley here. You can see for yourself, behind you, at the mouth of the alley, there are a few stalls, and there are spirit stones there, and they are cheaper than here. ”

The young monk in Tsing Yi plucked the dogtail grass in his mouth, then took the dogtail grass and pointed in the direction of the alley, and said.

"How is it possible? There are spirit stones for sale at the mouth of the alley, do you think I am a three-year-old child~!" The tall man who was more than eight feet tall narrowed his eyes and scolded with a cold face.

However, the young monk in Tsing Yi was not angry, he reached out and patted his treasure bag, took out a chicken leg from it, and then patted it, it was another bag of mints, three steps and two steps, stuffed into the other party's hand, and then, he stood on the steps with a smile on his face, stroked the other party's big head, and said with a smile: "Eh, this Taoist friend, be good~! Hurry up and take the chicken leg out to see, I didn't lie to you." Besides, whether it's true or not, whether it's fake or not, you can tell it at a glance. ”

Suddenly, the tall man whose hair was messed up began to mess up, and it seemed that he was about to burst out.

You must know that the head of this monk, but their façade, ordinary monks, no matter how poor they are, cannot let others touch their heads for no reason!

"You~!What you want to say is true, I'll swallow this chicken leg immediately, and I won't even spit out a bone, swallow it,......!

The tall monk raised one hand and brushed his loose hair, and at the same time, with the other hand forward, he pointed at the young boy in Tsing Yi who didn't know the height of the sky, and put on a stand that was about to be furious, and was about to attack.

However, at this time, a small monk caught up with the rear.

"Quick, Brother Shanni, what this senior said is true, there are really monks outside, and they can be exchanged for spirit stones at a low price~!" Due to the large number of onlookers at the moment, the little monk couldn't squeeze in for a while, so he could only stand on the periphery of the crowd and shout at the top of his voice.

"It's that senior, it's that senior who is back~!"

"Ah, is it really that person, who came out to set up a stall again?"

"Okay, it's a good thing~!"

"Well, but that has to be fast, otherwise, we won't be able to catch up today. ”

“......”

Immediately, the monks who were originally at the back of the line, as if they had heard some good news, all began to crowd out of the alley frantically.

"Really?"

The tall man's eyes rolled as if he remembered something, and he seemed to suddenly remember the senior master he had heard of before who exchanged spirit stones at a low price.

Immediately, he didn't care about arguing with the young monk in Tsing Yi in front of him, so he directly bit the chicken leg on his hand, and then, reaching out and stuffing the bag of mints into his arms, he immediately pushed away the crowd and squeezed out of the alley.

"Eh, I said big one! Brother Shanni~!You slow down, remember what you said, don't waste my chicken legs~!"

Then, I heard the voice of the young monk in Tsing Yi behind "Brother Shanni".

Soon, in the blink of an eye, there was only the young monk in Tsing Yi left on the steps here.

Then, the young monk in Tsing Yi looked very bored, stretched out his legs, and kicked the door of the money house a few times, but it was not very heavy.

However, after a few kicks, no monk came out.

So, I waited boredly for a while, but still, I didn't see anyone inside coming out to open the door.

At this moment, the lonely young monk in Tsing Yi was a little embarrassed. Before this, there were still so many people, and it could be lively, but now, there is no one here, and you have to kick the door alone, isn't it like setting up a stage and acting in a good show, and no one is watching~!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The young monk in Tsing Yi kicked three more times in a row, but no one came out, and a look of impatience and annoyance began to appear on his face.

"Young people. Eh, young man, can you, can you exchange a low-grade spirit stone for the old decay?"

Suddenly, in the midst of depression, an old man standing in the alley behind him, who was walking a little tremblingly, called out to the young monk in Tsing Yi.

"Do you recognize me?" the young monk in Tsing Yi turned his head and was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, the old man does. The last time you came, although you weren't wearing this set of cyan robes, your bones were amazing, and there was a strange Taoist rhyme on your body, so today, I recognized you at a glance. ”

I saw that this old man slowly walked up the steps, and at the same time, he took out a handful of silver star and moon coins in his hand, and said to the young monk in Tsing Yi in a hoarse voice: "Eh, the old man only has six hundred star and moon coins on his body now, I don't know if this fellow Daoist can make it convenient and change a low-grade spirit stone with me?"

The young monk in Tsing Yi looked at each other up and down for a long time, as if he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, so he silently took out a low-grade spirit stone and exchanged it with this old man who had a little difficulty walking.

"Old man, you have also received this spirit stone, so hurry back, right?" After changing the spirit stone, the young monk in Tsing Yi said this with more concern.

Then, he raised his hand and knocked vigorously on the door of the bank.

"Hey, open the door, there's starving people outside the door!"

"If you don't open the door again, they're going to rush in!"

"Hey, hey, open the door inside, rob, we're going to rob!"

Next, the young monk in Tsing Yi was still alone, taking care of himself at the door, and staged a good show of many monks knocking on the door.

However, after doing so many things, no one responded.

"Eh, it seems that it's early today?" Then the young monk in Tsing Yi crouched down and said in thought.

"Yes! Dingxiang Qian Zhuang has a clear rule that you can't open the door until Chenzheng. ”

Suddenly, the words of the old man came from behind him, and when he turned his head, it turned out that he had not left and had not left here.

This frightened this young monk in Tsing Yi not lightly, this cold sentence, and he hadn't sensed the other party's breath yet, thinking that the old man had already left here.

"Oh, that's right, then I'll wait. ”

Glancing at the other party again, the young monk in Tsing Yi seemed to sense the person's breath again, and began to beat a drum in his heart.

Could it be that this old man is dying, and he needs to be faced with him to feel his presence?

However, at this moment, the small red door of the Dingxiang Qian Village squeaked open, and at the same time, a round-headed and round-headed monk appeared inside, yawning with half-closed eyes.

"You scattered cultivators, are you going to be finished, do you still want to exchange spirit stones?"

As soon as this little brother appeared, his aura was so strong that he didn't even open his eyes, so he shouted outside the door.

However, when the round-headed and round-headed monk opened his eyes and wanted to say a few more words, "Do you understand the rules?"

"Well, senior, it turned out that the seniors came, and there was a disappointment, a rudeness, a rudeness! I thought it was a poor and sour cultivator outside, and he was making trouble here and kicking the door. The fellow immediately bent down and made a gesture of please, but then looked around and was immediately stupid.

What about this man?

I heard a lot of monks knocking on the door, but now, why didn't anyone see them?

The round-headed and round-headed guy kept touching his round head, glanced at it, it was very weird, so weird that it was very deserted in the hallway, and he only saw the young monk in Tsing Yi in front of him and the old man behind him.

"Oh, I was the one who kicked the door before, shall we go in?" said the young monk in Tsing Yi with a blank expression.