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When the little old man saw Tang Xian stop and walked forward, he thought that he was tempted, and at the moment he was even more clever, trying his best to exaggerate the rarity of this 'baby'.

"Childe, you don't know, the little old man was collecting medicine on the mountain that day, and suddenly the sky was overcast." The little old man danced and said, as if this would make his lies more credible, "Then I saw two rays of light, and one of them came from the clouds, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd. There is another person, sitting under his crotch with a tiger with a hanging forehead, holding a thirteen-story gilded and exquisite pagoda in his hand."

The vendor next to him couldn't help but mutter, "Another fat sheep has come and this old liar has been slaughtered." ”

Tang Xian was really upset by this old man's chatter, and couldn't help but interrupt loudly: "Uncle, you are a storyteller." ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lao'er was stunned, and said in surprise: "How did Childe know that Xiao Lao'er used to tell stories?" ”

"What you just said seems to be the story in the Legend of the Heroes of Xianxia."

Tang Xian whispered, and the little old man was not embarrassed after being exposed, he smiled and said: "Look at the memory of the little old man, in fact, the scene of that day is like this, there is a blue-eyed child, holding a sharp gun, stepping on the wind and thunder hot wheel,,,,"

"Romance of the Gods?"

"There is a white-robed knight, stepping on a seven-foot cold man."

"The Legend of Shushan Immortals?"

"Boy, you're here to find fault!!"

The little old man finally couldn't help it, his original dark old face turned purple, and his blood surged, and he had a big disagreement with the meaning of fighting.

"Alright, alright, let me ask you, how much is this thing worth?"

Tang Xian waved his hand, he really didn't want to continue to listen to this little old man's nonsense.

"Eh, this magic weapon fragment is three thousand taels of silver, well, for the sake of you and I chatting quite happily, one thousand taels will be taken."

When the little old man saw Tang Xian asking for the price, he changed his appearance, and said with a smile, "Boy, this treasure is." ”

"Alright, alright."

Tang couldn't stop waving his hand, if he didn't interrupt, God knows how far this old man would have to pull out.

"One hundred taels of silver, everything you have on this stall belongs to me, and people go."

Tang Xian didn't talk nonsense and gave the price.

One hundred taels of silver is enough for a moderate family of five to live for a year, and many poor people have never seen one hundred taels of silver in their lives.

"My Precious ,,,"

"Okay, if you don't sell it, I'll leave."

Tang Xian said that, and was about to leave, the little old man hurriedly said, "Sell, sell." ”

Tang Xian took out a hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms and handed them to the old man, rolled the things on the stall with the black cloth below, stuffed them into his arms, turned his head and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

But at this moment, a flirtatious voice came, "Fragments of magic weapons? I bought it, young master. ”

Tang Xian looked back, but it was a young man in white, fifteen or sixteen years old, with frivolous eyes and vague steps, wearing a pair of black-soled boots with a square character printed with a gold seal on them.

The white-clothed young man also noticed Tang Xian, was slightly stunned, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be Tang Thirteen Master!" ”

"Young Master Fang Jiu? Fang Hui? ”

Tang Xian frowned, the young man in front of him was the ninth son of the Fang family in Beishan City. This Fang Hui relied on his father to be the archdeacon of the Fang Mansion, and he was powerful and blessed, although he could not be called evil, but he often bullied men and women.

Once Tang Xian took Rou'er to hang out, but was stopped by this Fang Hui and a group of evil slaves, teasing Rou'er and insulting Tang Xian. Tang Xian naturally couldn't bear it, and immediately taught this Fang Hui a hard lesson, breaking one hand and one foot, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the Fang family, I am afraid that Tang Xian would be beaten to death. It is said that Fang Hui has stopped for a while since then, but he doesn't want to meet it again today.

"Hey, Thirteenth Master, I heard that you have done absolutely bad things, and the sky thundered and became a waste, I don't know if this matter is true or false?"

Fang Hui raised his head and said loudly, his hatred for Tang Xian can be imagined, he is afraid that he will not be able to eat his flesh and drink his blood, and he will naturally humiliate Tang Xian at this time.

"Tsk, it's a pity that the original genius was talented, but I didn't expect it to become a waste, you say this,,, this is really happy."

Fang Hui laughed at Tang Xian, and the evil slaves behind him also laughed, frightening the small traders around him to hurriedly close their stalls, afraid that this great demon king would teach people a lesson and harm the pond fish.

Tang Xian didn't make a sound, just looked at Fang Hui with a smile, as if he was looking at a barking wild dog.

Fang Hui was furious by Tang Xian's eyes, turned around, and said to the stall owner, "Stallholder, how much silver is the fragment of the magic weapon, I bought it, master." ”

Only then did the stall owner know that the young man who had tried his best to fool him just now was the son of the Tang Mansion, and now the one in front of him was the 'Fang Great Demon King', who was 'famous far and wide'. These two are customers who can't be provoked, and when they think that they have just deceived Tang Xian of a hundred taels of silver, their old faces turned red. It's just that at this time, he regrets it, if this young master knows that he has deceived him, wouldn't he have a seizure at that time?

The little old man had no choice but to smile and say, "Don't blame Young Master Fang, it's just that the fragment of the magic weapon has been sold to Young Master Tang,,,"

"I'll give you a thousand taels."

Fang Hui's brows furrowed slightly, so frightened that the little old man's heart couldn't stop beating, and he couldn't wait to jump out of his mouth.

"A general can't do it if you're timid."

"Anyway, from today onwards, I won't be able to stay in this Beishan City, so it's better to be a big vote."

"What about the Tang Mansion? What about Fangfu? Out of Beishan City, I don't believe you can find Lao Tzu? ”

Xiao Lao'er thought about it in his heart, settled down, and sneered at Tang Xian; "Don't blame Young Master Tang, it's just that someone gave a thousand taels of silver,,,, you see."

Tang Xian nodded, and didn't make a sound, just took out the 'magic weapon fragment' from his arms and threw it to the stall owner, the stall owner hurriedly returned a hundred taels of silver, Tang Xian turned around and left, without staying behind, leaving the proud Young Master Fang and the stall owner with a smile on his face.

At the moment he first started, Tang Xian knew that this so-called magic weapon fragment was not the source of the jade plate's restlessness at all, but when he reached out and touched the pile of medicinal materials, the jade card trembled violently a few times.

Tang Xian had just left, and the little old man was holding the fragment of the magic weapon in both hands, and the treasure seemed to be handed to Fang Hui.

"Fang Jiuye, look."

Fang Hui took it, and then handed it to a gray-clothed middle-aged man among the many slaves behind him, and said, "Third Uncle, take a look, is this a fragment of a magic weapon?" ”

The middle-aged man known as the third uncle stretched out his hand to take it, glared at him, and scolded: "This is just a piece of fine iron with gold lacquer, what kind of magic weapon fragments." ”

The middle-aged man scolded, and then with both hands, he actually slapped the so-called magic weapon fragment into a discus!!

"Grandma, dare to lie to me? You don't know who the master is? ”

Fang Hui turned his head and scolded the stall owner who was at a loss, and then ordered, "Call me and let him know that the people of our Fang Mansion are not so easy to fool." Grandma's, I knew that I would let that waste man be deceived. ”

Ignoring the wailing stall owner, Fang Hui turned around and complimented the middle-aged man: "Third Uncle's thundercloud electric light technique must have been practiced to the ninth level, and the strength between these hands is probably no less than a thousand pounds, which is equivalent to an ordinary innate martial artist." ”

The middle-aged man was called Fang Linhai, but after Fang Hui was beaten by Tang Xian, Fang's father assigned him to protect and supervise Fang Hui.

Fang Linhai sighed slightly and said, "Martial arts innate, how can it be so simple." Then he said with a little regret, "It's a pity that you were born with tuberculosis, and when you are older, you are addicted to women, and you can't practice, otherwise you will be able to inherit your father's position in the future, and even the position of the lord of the mansion is not indisputable." ”

"That's all for my life." Fang Hui also sighed a little, and then said optimistically, "With my father and third uncle here, I will be happy to be my domineering and evil." ”

"You kid."

Fang Linhai touched Fang Hui's head dotingly, and then said, "That kid from the Tang family beat you to a serious injury?" ”

At the mention of Tang Xian, Fang Hui was full of resentment, gritted his teeth and said, "It's that waste man." ”

"Alright, alright." Fang Linhai comforted Fang Hui a few times and said, "This tone, the third uncle helped you out." ”

"I want him to be unable to live, not to die."

"Alright, alright, uncle knows."

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