"Consignment?" Zhao Xu asked, "Since it can be consigned, why are there so many people setting up stalls outside?

"Of course, mundane things and some small ingenious creations are not eligible for consignment. The clay figurine replied, "Sir, do you have anything to consign?" It glanced at Du Qiang behind Zhao Xu: "Your ghost slave is in good condition, you can consign." ”

Du Qiang's face was expressionless, he no longer cared about what kind of ghost slave others said he was, even if Zhao Xu really sold him now, he had no complaints.

"Hey, 20 bottles of dreams!" Just then, a hoarse voice came from the side.

There were three people in total, a strong man walking in front, and a woman whose face could not be seen clearly pushed a wheelchair, and a sick body sat in the wheelchair.

The wheelchair was made of no apparent material, and shimmered with a strange brilliance.

"Guest officer, I'm sorry, the shop is understaffed, according to the rules, please wait in line......" Before the clay figurines finished speaking, suddenly, the strong man stretched out his hand and directly smashed the head of the clay figurines!

"Cheap thing!" the strong man shouted unruly, "no one has dared to make my young master wait!"

The fragments of the clay figurines' heads, like flying sand, scattered Zhao Xu's head and face.

Zhao Xu never thought that no matter how he looked at it, it was a stable and prosperous place, and it was orderly, and there would be such violent people.

He has been low-key since he came to Taishan Mansion, and when he encounters things, he tries to make things big and small, and he doesn't expect to meet this kind of guy here.

"What are you doing?!" Du Qiang shouted, although he was taken aback, he was immediately furious when he saw Zhao Xu being made disgraced.

"Where did the little ghost come from?" the strong man obviously didn't expect a ghost slave to jump up and question him, and the punching bag fist smashed directly towards Du Qiang.

"Smack"

A hand grabbed the strong man's wrist.

"Huh?" the strong man struggled hard, but he didn't break away.

"Bold!" He may have been used to being rebellious, and he didn't think much about it, so he directly swung his other fist and smashed it towards Zhao Xu.

"Boom!"

Zhao Xu grabbed the palm of the strong man's hand, and suddenly a golden-red flame ignited, and a golden bird's head poked out of the flames, and his dark eyes stared at the strong man's eyes like a fierce beast.

"Ahhh

This time he succeeded in withdrawing his hand, and he was secretly rejoicing, when he suddenly found that his wrist was scorched black, and his palm was gone!

No, it wasn't gone, but it was held in the hands of the ordinary-looking young man and burned to ashes, and the ashes burned on their own, and in the end even the ashes were gone.

"......" The strong man screamed a few times, then quieted down, and did not ask stupid things such as: "Who are you" and "What means do you use", but took a few steps back and blocked the wheelchair, as if to guard against Zhao Xu from being unfavorable to his family's "young master".

"Guest officer...... Don't do it......" The headless clay figurines on the side can still make a sound, but the voice is a little intermittent: "He is the West Mountain Cave Cave Heaven...... Young Master of the Heavenly Pillar Treasure Extreme Xuantian, you can wait for the government soldiers with peace of mind. ”

The clay figurine was only a body, and the strong man's punch could not make its true spirit annihilated.

Zhao Xu took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his face, it turned out to be a second-generation gentleman and his slave who was a dog.

What the hell is the West Mountain Cave Cave Heaven, he has never heard of it, but what young master dares to be so arrogant here, it is definitely not a good stubble.

The clay figurines are also a kind reminder, but according to the urine properties of the gentlemen, the beam just now is considered to have been formed.

Zhao Xu didn't regret what he did just now, everyone else pulled on his head, so he didn't have to endure it anymore.

Besides, as soon as this Taishan Mansion came in, it automatically blocked everyone's appearance and identity, if it hadn't been for the clay figurines saying it just now, Zhao Xu wouldn't have known where the guy in the wheelchair was.

As long as he doesn't report himself, no one will know his identity.

"What a pure True Yang Fire...... Ahem...... "The young master" in the wheelchair spoke, "I haven't asked yet, which high gate are you worshipping in?" Can you tell Master Ling that he has a misunderstanding today, and he will come to the door to apologize. ”

On the surface, the words of this gentleman young master seem to be calming things, but the subtext is that he is asking Shanmen, it seems that he doesn't want to let Zhao Xu go, even if he escapes back to his "master", he will chase him over and ask for advice.

Zhao Xu wanted to bluff people with the name of Meihuazhuang again, but after thinking about it, there was no need to make trouble for others, so he smiled: "I want to know the name of my master? Yes, listen well! My master is the 'Taiqing Mixed Yuan Moral Heavenly Venerable', have you heard of it?"

The three people on the other side were stunned at the same time, and after thinking for a while, they didn't understand who had such a terrible name in the secret realm caves.

"Young Master, I remembered, isn't the 'Taiqing Mixed Yuan Daode Tianzun' the legendary Taishang Laojun?" said the woman behind the wheelchair.

"Taishang Laojun......" The young master repeated, and then he was furious: "You dare to fool me? Why don't you say that your master is Shakyamuni?"

actually moved out of the mythical characters, and the young master was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and he couldn't stop wheezing.

"Boy, if you obediently report to the mountain gate, maybe you still have the life to go back and wait for death, if you don't say it, then you won't be able to get out of this Taishan Mansion!"

"Oops...... Everyone, don't make any more noise, my mud tire has been shattered, and soon there will be government soldiers coming...... Tang Gongzi, in front of the prince, everyone is not good-looking, isn't it?"

"Noise!" The strong man didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Xu, so he threw his anger on the clay figurine, and kicked it in the chest with a flying kick, kicking its entire upper body to pieces.

"Who dares to make trouble in Taishan City?" A cloud of black mist surged in from outside the venue, like a tornado, and instantly arrived at the place where Zhao Xu and the others were.

The black mist dissipated, and there were six black-armored soldiers who were also like terracotta warriors, but their shells were not clay or porcelain, but black and shiny crystals, with fiery red lines shining all over their bodies.

"The young master of the West Mountain Cave is here!" the strong man puffed up his chest and proudly reported the name of his master, "The mud figurines here are against my master, and I have taught you a lesson." ”

The soldiers glanced at the people in the wheelchairs, and then at the clay figurines that were broken into scum on the side, as well as Zhao Xu and Du Qiang, who were silent.

"Take it all!"