After a few sheep farts, it stinks.

At the same time, the earth-shattering shouts of the flower fat mist also came: "If you do this again, believe it or not, I will twist your wool, strip your sheepskin, and use it to make a winter jacket!" Tear down your bones and make grilled lamb chops! ”

With tears in his eyes, the little sheep ran into the corner, stayed for a while, and rolled out a lump of sheep dung.

The flower fat mist pinched her nose, only to feel that it was black in front of her, and the sheep dung next to the sheep's hooves formed a ball, exuding a strong smell, and she was almost angry with it.

"Are you a spirit beast or a shell?"

The little fat sheep lifted the little sheep's hooves, "poof", and trampled the sheep dung, and the black sheep dung was still wrapped in sparse grass clippings, among which, something different was slowly revealed.

Small, blue-green, a bit like a firefly, and a bit like a night pearl, mixed with sheep dung, like the core of a spirit python fruit.

The little fat sheep consciously had a sheep's hoof to pull out the "green beads", and the resin mist seemed to look at it incomprehensibly, took a scoop of water, and washed the sheep dung clean, so that the original appearance of the "green beads" could be seen clearly.

The "green pearl" is bright and round, clear like water, like a star in the night, exuding a bright light, and like the eyes of a steppe wolf, full of wild vitality and strength.

"What is this?"

The stench in the air hadn't gone away, she asked, pinching her nose.

The little sheep made a chewing motion, pointed to the belly of the sheep, twisted his buttocks, and gestured to her with great difficulty.

It's a pity that the resin mist didn't understand.

"What is this, go to the auction tomorrow to appraise it, don't be ashamed." If someone found out that this bead was dug out of sheep dung, wouldn't it beat me? ”

She picked up the "green bead" with palpitations, and the luster it emitted was a bit like the aura emitted by the spirit python fruit.

The little sheep slept contentedly, and the flower fat mist still regretted it.

She really shouldn't have hidden the spirit python fruit in the sheepfold, at that time, she only knew that no one would search the sheepfold, but she didn't expect that there was a glutton in the sheepfold, for many days, she didn't find anything delicious in the ghost mountain, and she was hungry.

But the matter has come to this point, so I have to make a mistake, can a small "green bead" be a treasure......

As soon as the morning dawned, the flower fat mist got up early, and after the Huanmian face, he touched the "green bead" in his arms and quietly slipped out of the Qi Mansion.

The streets and alleys are very lively, and there are many people who carry burdens, push small wooden carts, and even small dolls holding rock sugar gourds. All kinds of stalls are piled up in the alley, leaving only a narrow road, full of dazzling colors.

Yesterday, the owner of the tavern was so busy that he didn't even have time to ask a word, and occasionally shouted.

"Boss, may I ask ......?"

"Go, go, go!" The boss waved his hand and blasted away the mist of flower butter.

She frowned and dug into her pocket, "Isn't it enough to give the silver?" ”

The boss sneered while serving wine: "You don't look at what day it is, who is rare with your little broken silver, you see, the distinguished guest at the table next door is a big silver ingot!" ”

The resin mist stopped, and the probe took a look.

In a completely different way from the depressed scenes of the past, today it was full of guests. Most of the guests were men, almost no women, each carrying a package, dressed in high-end clothes, and with a knife pinned to his waist, he looked like a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Obviously, they are all waiting for this quarterly auction.

Strange, is the auction in Taira Sakura Castle so remarkable? Could it be because of the Dragonbone Mountains......

The flower fat mist still wants to ask for a way, but I'm afraid it won't work.