"Alas, it's hard to put into words!" Fan Zhe sighed lightly, looked at Wang Yifan, and then spoke: "This gentleman, you..."

Wang Yifan patted his head and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I haven't been named, and my surname is Wang Yifan." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Uncle Fan just calls me Xiao Yi, I'm just interested in the spirit tool in Xiao You'er's hand, there is nothing he thinks, Uncle Fan don't worry. ”

Fan Zhe's heart was relieved, seeing that he was indeed not like a person who believed in the river, so he sighed and said: "Little You'er... It was to pay tribute to his dead father. ”

"His father..."Wang Yifan was slightly surprised, and said in his heart that this little You'er must also have endless suffering, and couldn't help muttering.

Fan Zhe nodded slightly and continued:

"Seventeen years ago, Makino invaded south. Xiao You'er's father was ordered to guard Shiwei Pass, a key place in the north mirror, and there were only 3,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people in the pass at that time, but even so, he still dragged tens of thousands of troops. successfully dragged the fighter for General Shui Huo, thus laying the foundation for the victory of that battle in one fell swoop. After the war, the monarch was full of praise for him, and in order to show his merits, he also gave him the reputation of "the first general in the north". But at that time, no one knew that Xiao You'er's father had already used forbidden techniques in order to keep Shiwei Pass safe, and his life was overdrawn, and he didn't have much time to live. That year, Xiao You'er's mother had just been pregnant for three months, how could she be stimulated by this. Therefore, his father did not squeak, only said that it was a wartime trauma, and it was not fatal. Half a year later, Xiao You'er's mother gave birth smoothly, and his father also left unsupportably after meeting him, leaving his mother and son to rely on each other. Xiao You'er's father loved to drink before his death, so Xiao You'er has always wanted to exchange for the spirit wine of the store to worship his father. Speaking of this, Fan Zhe's thin yellow face suddenly turned red, and he clenched the fists on his legs, "If it weren't for Fan Zhe's own selfishness, what would it matter if this spirit wine was given to him." Alas! ”

Wang Yifan was a little sour when he heard this, and comforted: "Uncle Fan doesn't have to blame himself, I sent this spirit wine for you." ”

Fan Zhe was shocked when he heard this, "What? I heard you right, Mr. Xiaoyi..."

Wang Yifan waved his hand and said, "Hehe, Uncle Fan, don't torture me, I originally wanted to exchange this spirit wine for Xiao You'er's third-order spirit tool." After all, it is still the spirit tool that is more useful to me, and this spirit wine can only make it dusty if it is placed in my place. ”

Fan Zhe laughed when he heard this: "It doesn't matter, I Fan Cripple can still meet a young talent like Xiao Yi before his death, and it is not in vain in this life." In that case, Xiao Yi might as well do me a favor and help me send this sixth-order spirit tool to General Ling's mansion, how about it? ”

"Eh, I won't help with this favor, Uncle Fan should send it himself!" Wang Yifan thought for a moment, and always felt a little strange, so he rejected Fan Zhe's proposal at the moment, and resigned with Jin Jing first.

Fan Zhe was slightly stunned, this son is quick to think, and he is indeed a little different. didn't force it, he smiled and got up on crutches, covered up the black soil again, and staggered back to the "Makino Ghost".

The next day, Wang Yifan and Jin Jing went out early, and according to the address provided by Fan Zhe, they found Xiao You'er and successfully exchanged for spiritual tools. He quietly left a potion and a jade slip in the "Tie's Spirit Workshop" before leaving the second floor and going to the first floor.

These two and three floors have already been seen, so the air pavilion on the first floor is naturally indispensable.

And in the past few days in Origin City, Wang Yifan has already figured out that there is no distinction between high and low at this level, as long as there are enough credit points, anyone can go there. Compared with financial resources, Wang Yifan is still quite confident in himself, even if the credit is not enough, he can make up for it with medicinal agents and spiritual tools.

As soon as his feet were solid, the two black-armored soldiers at the entrance of the pontoon bridge held the sword at their waists, stepped forward and said, "Please show your jade slip." ”

High consumption is naturally matched by a high level of security. Wang Yifan didn't care, nodded slightly, took out the jade slip and handed it to the two of them.

After a while, the two black-armored soldiers looked panicked, came to Wang Yifan with a jade slip, and said with their heads bowed: "Sir, your jade slip." ”

Wang Yifan took the jade slip and said a faint "um". He raised his eyebrows slightly and muttered in his heart: It's strange! Why is it that when this soldier of Origin City sees my jade slip, his attitude changes so much?

"This guy is in a daze again." Jin Jing reached out and nudged gently.

Wang Yifan's back was cold, he suddenly came back to his senses, nodded at the two soldiers, and walked towards the tall archway at the entrance of the first floor. As he walked, he suddenly slowed down and asked in parallel with Jin Jing, "Jin Jing, is Feifeng Academy very famous in the Qin Kingdom?" ”

Jin Jing frowned when she heard this, "How do you say this?" ”

Wang Yifan rubbed his chin and said, "Have you noticed?" As soon as those soldiers saw our jade slips, it was as if they had changed people. Yours is better, but in my jade slip, there is nothing special except for a Mr. Feifeng Academy. What the hell is going on? ”

Jin Jing is not from the Qin State, where does he know this, he can only return the apologetic look, and said, "I don't know, I only know that the Feifeng Academy is the place where the Qin State was the monarch of the dynasty when he was young. Oh, by the way, I heard that Mr. Zhou was one of the gentlemen who taught at that time. ”

Wang Yifan took a long breath and suddenly understood, "Isn't this the answer!" "At the moment, there was no need to worry or doubt, and I went into the bustling and abnormal market, selling duplicate and redundant spiritual tools and potions, and purchasing more materials to cast and refine.

The existence of the system allows Wang Yifan to not need to consider the success rate at all, so in just a few days, he has earned considerable credit points and a large number of materials.

No wonder it is said that it is the nature of businessmen to pursue profits.

This job of buying and selling, after doing it for a long time, there is a faint feeling of not being happy.

A week later, Wang Yifan and Jin Jing sat in a gold-filled attic, pretending to drink tea and talking in a low voice.

"The two people on the side have been following us for two days, and it's really a bit of an eyesore." Wang Yifan held a delicate and small teacup, covered his mouth and nose, and said lightly.

"Well, I just don't know what the precepts of this Qin country are." Jin Jing glanced at it and replied with a frown.

"Eh, let them go." Wang Yifan sighed and asked in his heart: "Blade Niang, is there a way to solve these two tails." ”

After absorbing the spiritual consciousness of that spiritual tool, although it did not meet the standard of upgrading, it added a new function - "system recommendation".

Jian Niang's voice hasn't changed much from before, and it is still a little hoarse, "The master can use financial resources, can use force, can use courage, can..."

"Stop!"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Yifan directly interrupted her. I thought to myself: Yes! If you say it, you don't say it, forget it, these two tails shouldn't be able to turn up big waves.