The next day, Feng Yechang came to the community as always, and the morning exercises, hall training, and study pavilion were all fully involved and meticulous. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It wasn't until the afternoon that the wind and night were long. Although Mukong, Wan'er, and Tian Xiong asked to go out with him, they were all resolutely rejected by Feng Yechang.

After all, the matter of "returning the treasure inkstone", Feng Yechang has not yet stepped through that threshold, and in front of friends, he always feels that he can't save face, and he really doesn't want everyone to know.

Before coming to the shop of Qiu Lao of the Longdan Chamber of Commerce, the scene in front of him couldn't help but be taken aback by the wind and night.

Although this Qiu Lao usually does not have a lot of business, because he has always been straightforward and sincere, the passenger flow is still good at this time. Today, for some reason, the whole store seems to be very deserted. Looking at the old Qiu himself, the changes in the whole person are even more shocking.

The original appearance of the transcendent fairy wind dao bones has completely changed in just one night. The beard that had been shiny yesterday was now dry and dull, and had been torn off a lot; The original ruddy and shiny face has added a few wrinkles, and the bright eyes have been dimmed, and the dark circles under the eyes mark the traces of a sleepless night.

"Qiu Lao is good!" Feng Yechang restrained his puzzled expression and bowed politely to the old man.

"You!?" Hearing this familiar voice, Old Qiu's unruly state suddenly disappeared cleanly, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes, as if they were about to melt the young man in front of him.

"I'm really sorry, I bought a stone inkstone from you yesterday, I originally thought it was an ordinary thing, but I didn't want it to be a treasure of the world, and I unintentionally got this heavy treasure, which made the kid very panicked. Today, I am here to return the treasure inkstone, and I hope that Qiu Lao will forgive me. ”

Feng Yechang has already made up his mind, cut through the mess quickly, and leave quickly after finishing the words and changing the inkstone. So, while directly explaining the reason, he handed the "dripping ink inkstone" to the old man.

"This is that Fang Baoyan?" Qiu Lao screamed in a trembling voice, grabbed the stone inkstone in his hand, and let out a sigh of "ho ho" in his mouth, while holding it up in front of his eyes and observing it carefully. The whole person was like a patient who had been given a cardiac injection, and he came back to life in the blink of an eye.

After looking at it for a long time, Qiu Lao ** sighed: "Hehe, it's really Master Ye's posthumous work, hahaha!" Woooooo "For a while, he was in tears, like a child who had regained his relatives.

At this moment, this is the situation. Feng Yechang realized from the bottom of his heart the true meaning of "comparing the heart to the heart" that his father said. Yesterday, I was proud of picking up a "leak", but where did I experience the feeling of being cut off "meat" Qiu Lao?

It can be seen that last night I was just a little entangled in the "return of the treasure inkstone", but the old man in front of me, who has worked hard in the stationery store for decades, must have known the true value of this stone inkstone, so in the whole night of going back, it is still a question whether to go back, this whole day and night immersed in self-blame, chagrin, and remorse, will cause the earth-shaking changes in front of him.

"Little friend!" The old man finally recovered from the joy of regain, and called the young man who was in a daze in front of him back to reality.

"Old Qiu, the kid is scared, and you are worried. Please also take back the treasure and exchange it for an ordinary spirit inkstone for me! Feng Yechang suddenly felt a little guilty, and regretted his actions a little.

"This!?" Qiu Lao's expression gradually returned to normal, looking at the ink inkstone in his hand, he didn't know what to do for a while. After thinking for a moment, the old man's eyes flashed again with the brilliance of the day before, as if he had an epiphany.

"Little friend! This inkstone already belongs to you, where is the reason why it needs to be returned? The rules of this business are like this, each according to his ability, each according to his needs, you and I will, and bear the consequences. Yesterday, you had the ability to find it out, that is, you have a fate with this treasure, and the treasure is psychic, and it is the way of heaven to leave it for fate.

Although I love this treasure very much, I also understand this truth. If I accept your stone inkstone today, won't it be a violation of my business ethics and rules for many years? This is absolutely unacceptable! After saying this, Qiu Lao regained his former demeanor more and more.

"Old Qiu, this is really embarrassing for me!" Seeing the old man's determined expression, Feng Yechang knew that his desire to solve the problem quickly was shattered. couldn't help but reveal some impatience in his tone.

"If you are embarrassed, I have a proposal, please accept it!" Qiu Lao's eyes rolled and he thought about it.

"Please!" The wind night chief hurriedly responded.

"In my small shop, no matter what kind of goods, you can choose from them, and in addition, I will pay you two thousand spirit stones, which will be counted as the treasure appraisal fee you contributed to my small shop. What do you think? Qiu Lao said with a smile.

"How can this be?" Wind Night replied urgently.

"What's wrong, this Fang Ye Master's posthumous work, if it is auctioned in Longkou Town, it will also earn at least five thousand spirit stones. If it is in other parts of the Diyuan Continent, it is unknown if I can earn a few medium-grade spirit stones, but I still take advantage of it! Qiu Lao said with a smile, to the young man in front of him, how to look at it suddenly, and other careful thoughts moved in his heart.

"It is natural to choose stationery from your store, this spirit stone is still forgotten, the kid is ashamed, and please Qiu Lao don't be embarrassed!" Wind Night Long responded sincerely.

"This can't be done, if you don't accept the spirit stone, I can't ask for the stone inkstone." Qiu Lao pretended to be categorical.

"Old man, you?!" Feng Yechang was depressed for a while, and he couldn't speak. How can there be such a person, who is unwilling to ask for the treasure of Baide, and insists on giving people spirit stones, has the way of the world really changed?

In this way, Xiaoyou doesn't want to embarrass Lao Er! But why should it be difficult for me? Qiu Lao asked with a smile.

"Alas!" Feng Ye let out a long sigh and said in his heart, it seems that it is not possible to tell the truth.

After making up his mind, Feng Yechang explained to the old man that he had discovered the ins and outs of Lingyan here a long time ago, how he prepared for it, and how his father sternly refused in the end.

After saying everything, Feng Yechang suddenly felt a sense of relief all over his body, and a powerful feeling that he had never felt before rose in his chest, turning into a ball of cool air and gradually infiltrating into the sea of consciousness that had just condensed the rudimentary form, so that the sea of consciousness immediately had the potential to take shape, and then there was a glimmer of chance, it seemed that it could be turned into a tangible and qualitative special existence, and the divine consciousness that was originally hazy and unclear suddenly increased by dozens of zhang square circles, and finally had a sense of substantive clarity.

At this moment, Feng Yechang had a feeling that there was only a line of bottleneck between his pure body realm and the meditation realm, as if he could break through it in one breath.

"You're the Wind Night! Your father is Feng Qingyu? Qiu Lao asked, his voice was both surprised and obviously happy.

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