Shen Qiang, who entered the exhibition hall, looked at the graceful Sleeping Fire Lily Demon Ke Bizhu with a smile, and the sexy purple with the meat and egg chariot level, tidying up the booth, looking at the perspective from which Shen Qiang was sitting, the figures of these two people were quite explosive.

Looking at Shen Qiang's side, the glamorous and sexy purple, and then at the intellectual and calm Ke Bizhu, and then at a glance, she was delicate and lovely, holding a large bag of potato chips and chewing them, and from time to time, Ye Guyun, who grabbed the potato chips and stuffed them into Shen Qiang's mouth, the many thirty-two skilled alchemists who followed Shen Qiang to the exhibition hall were so jealous that they couldn't stand it.

"Is there any reason for this? This Shen Qiangniu is so strong that even the old monster of the Medicine King Valley came out to see him, and he also had to prepare a pot of legendary immortal tea Ling Xiao Yinqu, ignoring us, not only that, but what is even more hateful is that it is clear that the beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy has already left, but there are still three by his side!"

"Dirty! Shameless! Moral corruption! This Shen Qiang should be arrested and shot!"

"Alas, these women, they're really stupid, what's so good about this Shen Qiang? We are upright and prestigious, but they don't look at us, you look at their watery eyes ...... Shen Qiang."

Many alchemists are jealous and hateful.

At this time, Shen Qiang had repeatedly provoked Shen Qiang before, but Shen Qiang ignored him, and the middle-aged alchemist in his forties walked over, although he also had straight eyes, looking at Ye Guyun, Ke Bizhu and Zi beside Shen Qiang with envy, but at a glance, it was booth 29.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he said aloud in surprise: "Haha, booth 29!

Hearing this, the many alchemists who were making preparations looked at each other with a look in their eyes.

"How do you say that? Don't pretend to be a man, pretend to be struck by lightning, aren't you Shen Qiang awesome? It's sending an elixir again, and there is Ling Xiao Yinhao waiting to drink, but what's the use of that? Colleagues here, who doesn't know, the most important thing in the pill conference is not how many names you get, but how many pills you sell!"

Following the middle-aged man's words, many of the alchemists present also laughed,

"Niu, that booth 29 is a well-known light pole booth! Counting, this is the fifth time I have participated in the pill conference, and over the years, no one at booth 29, no matter who it is, has been able to get more than 50 million orders. ”

"Haha, retribution! This is called Tianli Zhaozhao, understand? This exhibition hall is designed by a master, the No. 29 booth is the door of death, and any other booth has at least one window, which is called a glimmer of life, and No. 29 has no window, so it is also called a lonely place. ”

"Laughing to death, do you do business, the most important thing is to get a good fortune, such a lonely place, don't even think about it, your Shen Qiang's pill sales volume will definitely be the first. ”

Hear their laughter.

Shen Qiang, who was sitting there playing with Guyun and playing with his mobile phone at night, raised his eyebrows coldly and sneered: "When I look at you people, I haven't invested in a shop, do you know what the shop is particular about? To put it bluntly, the shops on one side are the best, followed by the corners, and the ones in the middle are the worst. ”

The middle-aged alchemist in his forties sneered: "Ah, I didn't expect that you Shen Qiang is still quite hard-mouthed, are you a corner? You are a dead corner, and the real corner booth is opposite you." ”

Just as everyone heard the words and laughed.

Shen Qiang raised his eyebrows calmly and said: "You are right, the booth opposite me is a silver corner, and I am a dead corner here, from the perspective of feng shui, his booth is like a sharp sword stabbing me, which is not good for money, according to reason, guests passing by here, their attention will be instinctively on his booth." ”

"But don't forget, everything is yin and yang, things must be reversed, in terms of location, the booth on the opposite side has taken advantage of it, if the level of the pill is about the same, I will be restrained by him, but as long as my pill is one or two grades higher than him, it will become my mortal Ke him, his sword, but he is just a fortune boy, is a beacon for the God of Wealth. ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank.

After all, they are all cultivators, and they all know the principle of yin and yang.

"Yin flourishes and yang declines, and yang flourishes and yin retreats, what Shen Qiang said is not unreasonable, although on the surface, the No. 29 booth is a lonely island outside the exhibition hall, and the feng shui of the entire exhibition hall is like a sword pointing directly at the No. 29 position, which will make the people there instinctively uncomfortable, and want to leave, but if this Shen Qiang can really suppress this evil spirit, then it is that all the booths in the entire exhibition hall are sending money to him. ”

"Does Shen Qiang have this strength?"

Suddenly a little uneasy, this Shen Qiang gave away two elixirs casually before, and the old guy who has been hidden in the Medicine King Valley for hundreds of years has to invite him to tea, in case this product really makes any moves, then this matter is really difficult to say. ”

The crowd looked gloomy and made eye contact with each other.

But here it is.

Swish.

In the entire pavilion, the lights of booth 29, which also needed light during the day, were turned off.

Everyone was stunned.

Ke Bizhu was surprised to switch on and off continuously, but the light was still not on.

See this.

The many alchemists present burst into laughter instantly.

"Aha, I've said it a long time ago, be careful and pretend to be struck by lightning, and I feel that I can change my life against the sky, Shen Qiang, do you know? This is retribution, do you think you can take all the good things? Oh, the beauties follow you, the old monsters appreciate you, what is the result? God has opened his eyes!"

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, I'm dying of laughter, I'm not good, I'm still pretending, what's the matter, I'm out of power after a while, right?"

"Hahaha, Shen Qiang, this time you will die, you don't even have electricity, you still want to pull orders, it's so dark, who will buy the pill from you?"

The middle-aged man in his forties also smiled strangely: "Shen Qiang, otherwise, I'll lend you a few small candles, maybe those cultivators will run to that little flame as soon as they come?"

In the laughter of the crowd.

Zong Zixiao also hurried over, seeing that Shen Qiang's booth was dark, he not only smiled, but was not in a hurry, but stood aside very firmly, with a face full of Shen Qiang, there is no power, can't you play? Come and beg me, I'll give you back your booth.

Looking at Zong Zixiao, who looked proud and shameless, with a sneer, and the many alchemists who opened their mouths and smiled, Shen Qiang sneered and laughed.

"What's the use of the light of the grains of rice? ”

Everyone present was stunned, and they didn't seem to understand how Shen Qiang could say such a thing.

But at this moment, with Shen Qiang's hearty laughter, everyone clearly saw that the quiet brilliance lit up in Shen Qiang's hands.

(End of chapter)