The chaos is flattened, the chaos is caught, the "ghost set" returns to normal order, the owner Ji Luocai said a few more soothing polite words, and is about to step down, the stall owner of the big platform saw it, hesitated for a moment, walked forward and stretched out his hand to stop it, Ji Luocai was wondering, but listened to the stall owner hesitate to say: "Ji, Ji boss, just now my tome, the treasure 'Ten Thousand Fu Ten Thousand Demon Scroll' was snatched away by the gangsters, no, I don't know if you can help recover it?" ”

Ji Luocai frowned and said, "Brother Song lost the treasure, Ji is also very sorry in his heart, if he has the opportunity to see the treasure thief again in the future, he will definitely help Brother Song to find an explanation." With that, he walked forward again.

The stall owner gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Boss Ji, go slowly, this, this is the situation in your set, you, you are a reasonable person, and you will not leave it alone."

Ji Luocai's eyebrows rose, and his face instantly turned cold: "Then according to Brother Song, Ji should do his best to help you recover the treasure?" ”

&Dare, don't dare, it's just that the little brother has suffered a lot of losses this time, and I also hope that Boss Ji will help bear some -- " The stall owner's face turned red, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Ji Luocai's face became even colder, and he snorted: "Hmph, Brother Song, what kind of reason are you, you lost something, but let irrelevant people pay compensation, I promised to help you pay attention to the treasure robbers out of kindness, but there is no obligation, don't force people too much!" ”

>> But this treasure was obviously lost on your set--" The stall owner's voice changed from small to loud, and the loss of such a precious treasure really made him extremely angry.

When Ji Luo heard this, he didn't laugh angrily: "According to your logic, you lost money on the bus, and you still have to find a driver to accompany you, right?" He pushed the stall owner's arm away, took a step forward, and then turned around and said, "If you don't take good care of yourself, you have to blame others, and you want to blackmail me here, delusional!" ”

As soon as he saw the stall owner being pushed away, the subordinates on the stage were suddenly angry, and they all surrounded to do it, Ji Luo smiled coldly, nodded to the audience, and suddenly more than a dozen strong men rushed to the stage, and the two parties confronted each other, and everyone in the audience looked at the "good show" above, and began to discuss it before and after, some supported Ji Luo should not pay, and some advocated that the stall owner should protect his "legitimate rights and interests".

Seeing this, more than a dozen "small gangsters" who were accused of living were overjoyed, and most of them shouted and scolded, provoking the anger of the two gangs. More than a dozen men jumped up in the audience to help the fist, and the "little gangsters" took the opportunity to make trouble, broke free from the shackles, and fled in all directions, so that the riots that had just been pacified were revived, and the sound of fists and feet, shouting and scolding, and screaming and screaming were mixed together, which was even more chaotic than just now.

The people in the audience can't see it, they go to the stage to persuade them, but they are all red-eyed, how can they still distinguish between the enemy and me, and they don't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, their fists, legs and feet are recruited to recruit each other, and some people who are kind to dissuade are also involved, and the fight is more chaotic and the scolding is more fierce.

Jin Jiazi wanted to go up and join in the fun, he saw Humpty Dumpty and his gang secretly lying near the Taichung box to protect, so he wanted to take the opportunity to take a cheap bargain, happy legs and feet, but was dragged by Brother Mu, he just wanted to break free, but found that Brother Mu's eyes had been staring at the "Qiushui Spirit", so he looked curiously and followed, and at a glance, his heart suddenly moved.

I saw that "Qiu Shui Ling" just now had returned to normal, her hand was quietly reaching for a stick in the box, silently chanting something in her mouth, the halo around the box seemed to have become a little thinner, the runes on it jumped back and forth up and down, left and right, without any rules, after a few runes flashed, they disappeared one by one, Jin Jiazi was shocked, and she was startled again, but she saw that the girl's fingertips suddenly gathered a little dark blue light, and a finger was replaced by Brother Mu, and the stick snapped from the middle, and then turned into powder, The halo around the box suddenly disappeared, and the girl took a deep breath, jumped up with all her might, and in a flash, jumped to the roof of the shed.........

Humpty Dumpty was lying near the box, and also suffered a few "innocent" kicks, and suddenly found something strange when he was screaming in pain, he reacted quickly this time, took out a few blue charms and ignited them, and hit the girl, but in a hurry, only one was posted on the girl's calf, and the girl's body suddenly swayed violently, and the calf stretched straight out, and she didn't obey the call, but she endured the severe pain, and the fingers of her hands suddenly glowed with blue light, and reached out to pull the black cloth on the roof of the shed. Just urging the spell of the trapped demon, and throwing it upwards with all her might, the girl was startled, and her hands pulled both sides, and with a hiss, the roof of the shed had been torn open a big hole, and a strong wind poured straight in, blowing those burning blue talismans scattered in all directions.

Only then did the people who were fighting around react, stopped and wanted to chase, but it was too late to say anything, "Qiu Shui Ling" pulled the edge of the black cloth with one hand, looked down at the stands, nodded slightly, and then flipped up and disappeared into the vast night.........

Brother Mu nodded as if thanking the "Qiushui Spirit" and didn't respond to anything, he had his own concerns in his heart -- I don't know if what he did this time was right, whether he would let go of a demon who could help the world, but according to her behavior of sacrificing her life to save the red-faced man just now, this spirit demon seems to have a good heart, and I hope that she is not helping to abuse her.........

The treasure scroll was lost.

The spirit demon also ran away.

The stall owner of the auction table had no intention of fighting, he fell to the ground in despair, and the people on both sides stopped fighting, waiting for the master's instructions in a daze.

>> It's gone, there's nothing left--" The stall owner wanted to cry without tears, and his broken heart was scattered.

Seeing the stall owner's miserable appearance, he also couldn't bear it, went up and patted the stall owner's shoulder, and said in a harmonious voice: "Alas, Brother Song, let's mourn and change, today's matter, you and I have lost a lot -- " He pointed to the hole in the roof of the shed on his head, and the collapsed and broken platform utensils around him, "My 'Mengtian Tent' is not much cheaper than your two treasures, and there is also the peach wood that builds the platform, and the spiritual rune that supports the formation--alas, you and I are connected by the same fate---" ”

The stall owner looked up at Ji Luocai, and his eyes turned even redder.

Ji Luocai sighed and shook his head: "Okay, these damaged artifacts of mine, count them as my own, I'm afraid your losses can only be slowly recovered in the future--Again, if there is a chance, I will definitely give the help-Besides, for the sake of our friendship of cooperation for so many years, I promise you, in the future, when you buy and sell on the ghost set, I will only charge half of the commission for renting the territory, and I can only do it here---Alas, be relieved--" Ji Luocai patted the stall owner on the shoulder again, sighed and walked off the stage, The strong men under him also retreated into the crowd one after another.

The stall owner's subordinates helped him up and began to clean up the mess, and some of the people in the audience were sorry and sympathetic, some were gloating, and all kinds of psychological sorrows and joys were different, and they also began to slowly walk out of the field.

But just when the wind and rain stopped, some people came onto the big stage again and sang a big show.