Chapter Forty-Nine: The Stallholder's Fake Is Really Hard to Distinguish

Out of this dim alley, there was a long street, and there were many people setting up stalls on both sides of the street, and what puzzled Qiu Luoguo was that some of these vendors showed their true faces, and some were shrouded in black fog like them.

"The one who didn't use the invisibility stone was all from inside the black market, and there was a person in charge of the black market, and the things they bought and sold were also spread by the black market, so they couldn't be retaliated against by others. And those who are shrouded in black fog are people from outside who come here to sell things. Leng Yue explained a few words briefly.

Qiu Luoguo and several people said that they understood, and Leng Yue said with a smile; "But they need to pay a fee as a venue fee."

Qiu Luoguo secretly calculated, and the astonishing figures she got made her a little envious of the people behind this black market, this financial power is enough to squander the weight of a country.

But these things can't be their turn after all, Qiu Luoguo looked at the dazzling array of items placed on both sides of the street, touched Huahua's head, and said with a smile: "Son, open to buy!" ”

Looking at Huahua's fierce and vicious nod is the back of the long away, Leng Yue's heart twitched suddenly, although it was his own treat, but ...... That's so unkind!

It's just that I promised it, and I can only swallow it in my stomach when I feel distressed.

So, on the black market, I saw a small black fog floating around quickly on the street, although the others were very surprised by this, but they didn't say much, after all, in this black market, there are different responsibilities, who knows if this small figure will be a joke made by an old cultivator?

"Mother! Come and see! There's something good here~" "And here! Huahua's excited voice came, it seems that there are a lot of good things here.

Qiu Luoguo had no choice but to catch up, the people here were all covering their figures, and a little flower that couldn't be seen might run away.

"Mother, come here." Huahua pulled Qiuluoguo to a stall, pointed to the things sold by the black mist man and said: "More than half of the things here are fakes, and the roots of the tree are obviously unearthed, and this one!" Picking up something similar to a teapot, the nose sniffed, frowned and said, "Fake can't be fake anymore, this smell is a smell of raw earth, it must have come out five days ago." ”

Huahua's voice was not loud, but the people who could come here were not ordinary people, so many curious eyes focused on the small figure.

The stall owner was shrouded in black fog all over his body, and he didn't know what his expression was.

Qiu Luoguo looked at Huahua's smug expression and sighed helplessly, they are connected to each other, so they can see their respective faces, but Huahua is so open-mouthed, and I don't know that this stall owner is alive.

Sure enough, Xu was told by Huahua that the original low figure of this black mist man suddenly became taller, and it seemed that he was squatting there just now.

"What does this little friend mean! I sell my things, and I ask my friends not to disturb my business here. A deep voice came from the Black Mist Man.

Qiu Luoguo listened to this person's speech quite politely, and she didn't want to cause too much trouble, so just as she was about to speak, she was beaten back by Huahua's crisp cold snort.

"Humph! The things you have here are all deceitful, my mother said, deceitful people are not good things, aren't you selling things like this to be a fraudulent person who buys things? ”

Listening to Huahua's aggressiveness, the stall owner couldn't help it, and there was a little anger in his tone.

"Crazy boy! How do you know I'm fake? Look, this thing, this thing, let's identify it, it's true or not! The stall owner seemed to be forced by Huahua, so he beckoned the people watching the excitement on the side to identify them one by one.

Qiu Luoguo looked at the stall owner with a confident tone, and couldn't help but be a little worried, but Huahua was not afraid, his small chest was straight, and he stepped forward majestically, and he was not to be outdone: "Okay! I'll let you know that what you're selling is a fake! ”

Huahua is young, many people listen to the voice, Qiu Luoguo stood next to him, but the worry in his heart gradually increased, I don't know why, he always felt that this stall owner was so confident that there must be fraud.

At this moment, I suddenly heard an old voice next to me, "Alas...... This little doll is going to be out of luck. ”

Shocked in vain, Qiu Luoguo turned his head and looked at a black mist, but Qiu Luoguo had no doubt that it was the voice made by this person.

"This ...... Grandpa, what do you say? Qiu Luoguo asked tentatively.

The old voice came again. "The owner of this stall is an old man here, and he has never had anyone dismantle his platform here, not because someone is covering him behind him, and someone provokes him, and the body of the person who can't be guaranteed will hang on the wall the next day."

Qiu Luoguo was secretly surprised, it turned out that this stall owner was a person with a backstage, so to speak, Qiu Luoguo was much calmer, no matter how hard your backstage is, can you be hard to pass the monarch?

"Alas...... Aren't you the doll's mother? You guys, let's hurry up, the farther away from the imperial city, the better, this person's backstage is related to the royal family. The old voice persuaded again. He heard that these two people were mother and daughter, and he didn't want them to suffer, but he heard the woman laugh and say.

"That's a coincidence, our backstage, it's really royalty, thank you, grandpa." After saying that, Qiu Luoguo just squeezed into the crowd.

The man with the old voice was obviously stunned, and after a while, he muttered.

"Why are the two portions so sufficient, my old man finally met a free seedling and ran away, alas...... Wait and see. ”

No one heard these unclear words, and everyone focused on this troublesome place, so naturally no one would care about an ordinary black fog.

The stall owner lowered his body again, obviously sitting, but the voice was smug.

"Well, it's all true, right?"

Hearing the stall owner's words, Huahua was silent, Qiu Luoguo rushed over, but saw Huahua's face full of disbelief, looking at the child's shock, Qiu Luoguo's heart was also angry, but the stall owner was still a strong blow.

"Let's go home and eat milk, a little doll dares to come and dismantle Lao Tzu's platform, and don't ask, who dares to mess with you Lao Tzu in this black market, haha!"

Insults are endless, not to mention that the object is still a child. Huahua's eyes soon turned red, after all, he was a child, and he must not feel very comfortable being said like this.