Chapter 122 - The so-called rules

The sun goes away, just as the mountains are gradually engulfed in darkness little by little, whether you like it or not, the night gradually falls.

The crowd has also become scarce, after all, it is safest to return to your own nest.

Eventually, the slaves received their food and slowly dispersed.

"Okay, that's all for today. I'll be back tomorrow......" Before she could finish speaking, a figure swooped in front of her.

In a panic, the girl saw this person, what kind of face is this!

There are no eyebrows, they are all burns, and there are only some hair left, and the two ears are charred and black. Not Lingyun or who?

Wu Youling was really taken aback, and the maid behind her even screamed in surprise, and hurriedly stood in front of the young lady.

"What are you doing?!" the burly old cultivator immediately shouted a loud reprimand.

If not, there may be those who break the rules again next time.

"Miss Zhang, you're okay, buy my goods!" Ling Yun shouted at Wu Youling regardless of the old cultivator.

Su Nuan stood silently in the distance, enjoying Ling Yun's performance with great interest.

"I have one last piece of steamed cake here, you can take it and eat it. A gentle smile appeared on Wuyouling's face, she didn't have any dislike for Ling Yun in her heart, just sympathy.

Looking at his injury, the experience must be very painful, when will people's pain stop.

Alas, he is also a poor man, and he can only do what he can.

Ling Yun took the steamed cake, but threw it on the ground: "I don't eat this, I want to sell the goods!" I sold my family's old house and bought this car of purple maple leaves. As a result, I can't sell it, and seeing that the leaves are about to dry up, what is the point of my life......?! If I can't sell it, I won't live, I'll be killed by a headfirst crash!"

As he spoke, he began to weep. It was both stomping and howling, and his expression was extremely excited, bringing out a hint of madness, and tears were constantly flashing in his eyes.

Su Nuan was stunned. "This kind of acting skills, I really can't match it!"

If she didn't know the details of Ling Yun, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by Ling Yun.

She looked at the expressions and eyes of the people around her, and sure enough, there were many surprises, contempt, sympathy, and indifference, but there was no doubt or suspicion."

Who is this person, he rushed over at once, and scared me!"

"It's really greedy, I actually want Miss Zhang to buy his goods. I want something else if I get cheap, I don't know what to do. ”

"This kind of person deserves it, do you really think that buying and selling is so easy to do?"

"Alas, he must have been underpriced. I think I also experienced it back then...... I don't know what he's selling. ”

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

"Well, you crazy man, you actually frightened my young lady, don't you get out of here!" The old cultivator who guarded it, like a spring thunder, took a step forward and protected Wuyouling behind him.

"Miss Zhang doesn't buy my goods, I won't live! Miss Zhang, you are a good person, please buy this carload of goods, save me." Ling Yun couldn't stop crying.

Wu Youling's heart softened: "Alas, don't cry. I just bought it, life is the most precious, you have to live a good life in the future, don't commit suicide. Uncle Zhang Zhu, give him three spirit stones. ”

"Miss......" The old cultivator of the guard frowned.

"I'll go, that's okay?!"

"Or I'm going to make a fuss like this?"

A group of vendors was thrilled.

"Miss Xie, Miss Xie. Miss Zhang, you are the life-saving benefactor of my black soil!" Ling Yun was ecstatic, with tears on his face, and bowed again and again.

The old cultivator's eyelids trembled, and he looked at the cart behind Ling Yun: "This cart of purple maple leaves is not worth two spirit stones at most. Three pieces is too much!"

"Uncle Zhang Zhu......" Wu Youling's voice was soft.

The old man sighed deeply: "Miss, it's not that I'm reluctant to give up three spirit stones. But this is still too much for him to be a slave. will provoke covetousness and plotting, Miss for his safety, two spirit stones are just right. Besides, if you give it like this now, I'm afraid tomorrow all the peddlers will come. ”

"What Uncle Zhang Zhu said is reasonable, then give two spirit stones. Wuyouling thought for a while, and was as good as a stream.

She had neither the need nor the conditions to give three spirit stones to an unknown person, and her spirit stones did not fall from the sky.

Ling Yun took the two spirit stones with trembling hands, and he glanced at Wu Youling deeply: "Miss Zhang, you are a very good person, you will get a good reward!"

Many small vendors cast jealous glances at Ling Yun and sour tones.

There are always some people in this world, who are self-righteous, and always feel that they know more than others. He will advise those who want to forge ahead for various reasons, and then whether he succeeds or fails, he will be tough on this person who dares to challenge.

Ling Yun took the two spirit stones he had obtained from selling the leaves into his arms, dropped the cart, and left the small market directly with Su Nuan, without looking back.

It's not that I'm afraid of trouble, but it's enough to make this appearance today.

Next, you need to cause contradictions, and just let yourself get close to Wuyouling.

"In my opinion, it's better to be captured directly. You want to get close to her, but don't forget who we are. Su Nuan whispered softly.

Ling Yun and the others are now helpers on the Chen family's side, and they rely on this identity to blend into the caravan, but now they have undoubtedly become an obstacle for Ling Yun to get close to Wu Youling.

However, Ling Yun already had a plan in his heart, he looked at Su Nuan and smiled slightly: "What you said is good. So, I'm going to beat people up now. ”

Su Nuan said: "Beat people?"

Starry and lively, the sound of knowing is scattered in the star field, and the sound of crisp field frogs is also flooded in the field.

In the spacious tent, several slaves sat in a circle, and a pot was burning on the coal stove in the center.

The tent was open, and a little soot from the burning coal and stone flew out of the hole in the roof.

There was meat in the pot, and several slaves stared at the meat, and the faint smell of meat wafted in, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva from time to time.

"Brother Qiang, I've inquired. About the two newcomers who came, they have found out clearly. "Skinny Monkey Road.

"Oh, what do you say?" the sturdy slave called Brother Strong raised an eyebrow.

"These two people were introduced by the old village chief of the village in Ziyou Mountain. The skinny monkey replied.

"That's right. ”

"I remember that the old village chief was originally a mortal, and the deputy chief wanted a stronghold, so he casually lit him. ”

"It turned out to be this background ......"

Everyone was stunned.

"Although there are cultivators behind the other party, what is that? Brother Qiang's sister is the concubine of our son Chen Xin!" someone shouted.

"These two newcomers are too dragged, if they don't treat it, they won't turn the sky up in the future?"

"Don't make any noise, let's listen to Brother Qiang!" someone shouted.

The tent fell silent, and everyone turned their eyes to Brother Qiang.

Brother Qiang looked a little hesitant. Behind Ling Yun and the others, there was a cultivator in the end. Even if this cultivator is not the Chen family. Even if this cultivator is an old man, half of his foot has stepped into the coffin. But he's still a cultivator after all......

"Have you found out? What is the relationship between these two people and the old man of the village?"

The thin monkey suddenly showed a look of embarrassment: "This ...... Brother Qiang, you also know. What kind of identity do we have, it is not easy to find out this. ”

Brother Qiang couldn't help but groan, the current situation is uncertain, and it is easy for them to find trouble when they make the first move.

"Big brother, these two newcomers are too crossy, what is their attitude towards the skinny monkey this morning? They obviously look down on us! We must learn a lesson. ”

"Not bad. That village elder, according to his original identity, is not as good as ours. It's just that he took shit luck and became a cultivator. ”

"What is he, a cultivator? If it weren't for our deputy leader to use him, could he become a cultivator? He's just a high-level slave. ”

"Besides, caravans are in danger. Even if these two people die, the old village chief won't dare to settle accounts with our Chen family!"

Everyone was gossiping, Brother Qiang frowned, this group was excited, it seemed that these two guys were dead.

The thin monkey observed for a long time, he wanted to trouble Ling Yun and the others, and this morning he held his breath, which filled his heart with hatred for Ling Yun.

But he knows that he has no background, and if he wants revenge, he can only rely on Brother Qiang.

Seeing that the time was near, he said, "I have just heard that they are selling dead and alive in the little bazaar. A cart of purple maple leaves actually sold two spirit stones. ”

Brother Qiang's eyes suddenly lit up, these two mortals dared to take the spirit stone, this is not looking for death.

"What? two spirit stones?"

"How is it possible, hasn't it been underpriced?"

"Luckily, which fool bought it?"

The thin monkey sneered, his tone full of disdain and jealousy: "Who else can there be." It's that Miss Zhang, just a mortal, but who told her to have a good life and give birth to a good family. ”

"His grandmother's, thinking that I was carrying private goods back then, and I was depressed by the price. Why don't you have such luck as these two guys!" Brother Qiang said indignantly.

He continued angrily: "I'll clean up the two of them tomorrow, as a newcomer, I have to honor our older generation." If they don't understand the rules, we have to be kind to them. ”

"Yes, Brother Qiang. ”

"Brother Qiang says to do what he does, let's do it!"

"Brother Qiang is wise and martial!" The thin monkey patted his ass and took out a spoon to scoop the soup, "The broth is ready, Brother Qiang, you taste it first." ”

The delicious broth, with a little aroma, hooks everyone's heart and courage.

The smell of meat is tangy, and many people roll their Adam's apples and swallow saliva.