Chapter Twenty-Nine: Three Hundred Thousand Fakes
He Xiuxiu heard Wu Yong's words, but was speechless.
Wu Yong's eyelids moved very rarely, he turned his head to look at Dongfang, and said in an inaudible voice, "Someone is coming." ”
Wu Yong's divine sense is five hundred meters away, if it were an ordinary person, it would never be possible to arouse his vigilance, Wu Yong's divine consciousness suddenly moved, even if the person who came did not reach the foundation building period, he was at least a monk in the qi refining period.
I don't know whether it is friend or foe, and I am not completely sure, Wu Yong is still unwilling to deal with other monks.
Because Wu Yong didn't know what the relationship between cultivators and the government was like in this society on the earth now.
Judging from the Lin family's attitude towards themselves, the secular forces largely did not know about the matter of cultivators, which made Wu Yong very confused.
Before he had clarified the doubts in his heart, Wu Yong didn't plan to contact other cultivators.
At a distance of 500 meters, if you don't walk, you will be discovered within 10 seconds.
Wu Yong immediately looked at He Xiuxiu and said, "Offended!"
Before He Xiuxiu understood what Wu Yong meant, he was already picked up by Wu Yong with one hand, carried it on his shoulder, and rushed towards the west quickly.
"Let Me Go ......"
Before He Xiuxiu could say anything, he was covered by Wu Yong's hand, his eyes widened in horror, and he suddenly felt very uneasy in his heart, but he heard Wu Yong say lightly: "Someone came, it is estimated that they sensed that I used spiritual power just now, so I pulled you away." ”
Pull me away?
He Xiuxiu felt that the tender flesh on her waist fell into Wu Yong's hands, and she only felt that her whole body was weak, and her strength seemed to be drained, and she couldn't exert any strength at all.
The crispy and numb electric shock made He Xiuxiu feel dizzy.
From childhood to adulthood, He Xiuxiu has never been carried on the shoulders of a man like this!
Under the moonlight, the surrounding woods were pitch black, and the trees moved backwards so fast that they looked out the window when they were in the car, even faster than in the car!
The strong wind hit, but He Xiuxiu felt that her face was very hot, her whole body suddenly became hot, and every inch of her skin seemed to have been burned by fire.
"His hands are so warm, so comfortable......"
He Xiuxiu was taken aback by such a strange idea, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and she whispered shyly, "Is it okay?"
Wu Yong didn't answer her, it took more than ten seconds to stop, and immediately put down He Xiuxiu, at this time, He Xiuxiu felt a sense of loss in her heart, and wanted Wu Yong to hold her for a longer time, because Wu Yong's hands were too warm and comfortable.
With such a shameful thought in her heart, He Xiuxiu couldn't help but have a fever on her face, and secretly glanced at Wu Yong, but found that Wu Yong did not look at herself, but looked at the east.
"It's okay. Wu Yong said lightly.
Wu Yong looked back at He Xiuxiu and said, "Your house has arrived, okay, I'm leaving." ”
He Xiuxiu only found out at this time that she had returned home!
What a speed!
He Xiuxiu was about to say something, but found that Wu Yong had disappeared.
A thousand words were swallowed in her throat, but she couldn't say them, and He Xiuxiu found that she seemed to like this young man who had only seen two sides.
But I liked it just now, and fell out of love again, He Xiuxiu finally held back a thank you, and turned around and went upstairs.
When he turned around, He Xiuxiu hoped that the young man behind him could suddenly appear in front of him, or even hug him, but unfortunately no, this was just He Xiuxiu's own fantasy.
"Could it be that he already has other people in his heart?" He Xiuxiu suddenly felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry.
After a while, the light in He Xiuxiu's eyes flickered brightly, revealing a resolute look, and only a voice that she could hear said, "I don't want to give up like this!"
......
Just after Wu Yong took He Xiuxiu away, less than ten seconds later, Zhang Daolin, who was wearing a suit, flew leisurely through the air on a donkey, blocking the moonlight.
Zhang Daolin landed at the scene of the incident, glanced around, and said strangely: "It doesn't make sense, I obviously sensed a faint spiritual power just now, where did the person go?"
Fifteen minutes later, a white-haired young man with a fairy wind appeared at the scene of the incident, touched the small tree that had been knocked crooked, his figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Daolin, who was ten meters away, and knocked Zhang Daolin's forehead, Zhang Daolin screamed, covered his forehead and screamed.
"Uncle Shi, what are you doing here?!"
No one would have thought that this white-haired young man who looked younger than Zhang Daolin would actually be Zhang Daolin's uncle.
"Hmph, it took you 10 seconds to arrive at a distance of two hundred meters, your mana is a Xiangxiang, you don't need to look at it to know that you are lazy to ride a donkey! It takes you 5 seconds to run with all your strength?"
"It's so tiring to run with all your might. Zhang Daolin covered his head and was still talking.
The white-haired young man directly kicked Zhang Daolin ten meters away.
"If you are lazy every day, what else will you do except be lazy? Have you heard too little of the story of hurting Zhongyong? This talent that has not been encountered in a hundred years has been wasted by you like this, hmph! Go back to penance, if you can't break through to the middle stage of foundation building, you will stay in the small black room for the rest of your life. ”
As soon as Zhang Daolin heard the three words of Xiao Heiwu, his face suddenly changed, and he begged for mercy and said, "Uncle Shi, you can spare me." ”
"Spare you, how do you want me to explain to my dead master? Loving mothers are more defeated, strict teachers are high apprentices, go!" As he spoke, the white-haired young man grabbed Zhang Daolin's foot with one hand, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
But Zhang Daolin's screaming voice came from the air: "Uncle Shi, I'll go by myself, don't grab my feet like this, it's so scary!"
......
After sending He Xiuxiu away, Wu Yong walked through the gate of the antique city, and in front of the stall on the side of the road at the door, Wu Yong suddenly stopped.
Because Wu Yong felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, Wu Yong immediately turned his head to take a look, and was sure that it was something in the stall in front of him.
But the fluctuation of spiritual power disappeared, Wu Yong frowned, squatted down, secretly observed for a full five minutes, and finally locked his eyes on a piece of Tang Sancai horse in front of him, although this trace of spiritual power fluctuation was very weak, but Wu Yong still found it, and his divine sense swept away, revealing a strange expression.
This is an old man in the stall, this Donglin City antique city used to be called the antique market, this old man has been here for decades of stalls, since the renovation of the antique city, the rent of the shop inside has risen sharply, the old man gave up continuing to rent a shop inside, simply sold at the door.
This Tang Sancai horse is also a genuine product, if it is in good condition, it is not a problem to sell it for 10 million, but when it was unearthed, the horse's hooves and the horse's buttocks were damaged, which led to a sharp drop in quality, and for this reason, it came to the hands of the old man.
The old man has been professionally repairing for thirty years, and after repairing and antique treatment of this damaged Tang Sancai horse, he is not a professional, and he can't see that this is repaired in the later stage, after all, the old man is also a graduate of Nanxiang.
The old man didn't have the ability to observe words and feelings, and it was impossible for him to sell antiques for so many years, and he could see at a glance that this young man was interested in this Tang Sancai horse.
Although this teenager is wearing a school uniform, his appearance is not good, but the old man observed a little, and he saw that the teenager was not simple, the watch and shoes, if I read it correctly, were Versace's, this model was new, and it was basically impossible to find A goods in Donglin City.
And this young man looks indifferent and calm, and at a glance, he knows that he is a rich second generation.
How could the old man let go of such a fish in the water, so the old man smiled and said: "Little brother, it's not a way for you to look at it like this, if you don't sell it, don't hinder me from doing business, are you right?"
Wu Yong nodded and said, "How can you sell this horse?"
"Oh, little brother, you really have a vision, this Tang Sancai is not simple......"
Wu Yong stopped the old man from talking, and said, "Just say how much you want, don't talk so much nonsense." ”
"Si, 300,000!" The old man originally wanted to say 100,000, but looking at Wu Yong's indifferent eyes, he gritted his teeth and directly quoted the price of 300,000.
The old man thought so in his heart, 300,000, even if he cut it in half, there are 150,000, this is also a big profit, this Tang San Caima, the old man only used 1,000 yuan to get his hands on it, if this business is successful, it will be a hundred times more.
"Well, can I swipe my card?" Wu Yong said lightly.
The old man was suddenly confused?
"Swipe, swipe?" the old man asked subconsciously.
Wu Yong saw the old man's spitting appearance, frowned and said, "Can't swipe the card?"
The old man reacted and hurriedly said, "You can swipe the card, you can swipe it!"
As he spoke, the old man took out a POS credit card machine like a trick, and Wu Yong directly took out the black card and swiped it.
When 300,000 yuan was recorded, the old man was still like a dream, and just like that, this Tang Sancai horse was sold for 300,000 yuan?
The old man felt the world of local tyrants, he really didn't understand, the young man brushed 300,000 yuan, and he didn't frown, and when the old man reacted, the young man was gone.
Wu Yong took Tang Sancai's horse back home, a little excited, this is the first time he has been reborn on the earth, and he has seen an item that exudes spiritual power, at least it is a broken magic weapon.
"The item that emits spiritual power is not Tang Sancai's horse, but the thing inside. As he spoke, Wu Yong's hand was slightly forced, and the entire Tang Sancai horse was shattered into pieces and scattered to the ground.
And Wu Yong's hand grabbed the only horse leg that was not broken, and the breeze came, and the porcelain piece on the outside of the horse leg shattered, revealing a small piece of dark green jade cylinder the size of a tail finger inside, which was what Wu Yong wanted.
Wu Yong had long known that this Tang Sancai horse was not worth 300,000 at all, but 300,000 could buy the jade pillar in the horse's leg, Wu Yong felt that it was worth it, what was 300,000.
It's impossible to say who will suffer.
Wu Yong tried to input his spiritual power into the jade pillar, but was surprised to find that a string of obscure golden runes flashed on the jade pillar, and his spiritual power bounced back.
"It's a sealing circle!"