Nanwon Castle

A cry of surprise suddenly sounded in the caravan: "What? This clover is a good healing spiritual weapon, the quality is full of two grades, you only want to buy it for only a thousand spirit yuan, and you are sorry for what you said!" The Wu family was indignant.

Across from them, standing were members of the Luo family.

"Phew, what kind of bullshit clover, it's obviously a first-grade spirit weapon hay blade, our Luo family paid a thousand spirit yuan to buy it, aren't your Wu family still satisfied?"

"You are so deceitful, is there any royal law?" the Wu family members shouted one after another.

The movement here soon attracted Wu Cai as well, and he stood in the middle of the arguing crowd and began to ask, "What's going on?"

In front of the Four Rank Spirit Masters, those Luo family clansmen did not dare to be too presumptuous, and took the initiative to lower their posture.

And the Wu family has found the backbone.

They immediately poured out their grievances: "Elder Wu Cai, you have to be the master for us, it is the people of the Luo family who deceive people too much, and they only want to buy this clover with only a thousand spirit yuan!"

"It's just wishful thinking. ”

"They also say it's a blade of hay, which is nonsense!"

Wu Cai's brows furrowed when he heard this.

He looked at those Luo family members, but he sighed in his heart.

"These people are all low-level spirits, one by two, someone will always commit it again, I don't know how many such things happen in the caravan every day, let's go talk to Luo Xin." ”

So, Wu Cai turned around and left, without stopping to deal with the matter.

Seeing him gone, the Wu family was disappointed, and the biggest backer couldn't stop the Luo family's suppression, what hope did they have?

Those Luo family members were even more arrogant, looking at Wu Cai's distant back, and even a look of disdain appeared on their faces.

They laughed strangely, and in front of the Wu family, they unloaded all the clovers and moved them to their own family.

In the end, it was only paid at the price of 1,000 spirit yuan per clover.

This is a bitter thing for those Wu family members!

This is not the first time this has happened, and this is not the only place.

In fact, there is such a thing in the caravan that is inseparable from the manager!

If the managers treat each other sincerely and love each other, then the people below will naturally get along with each other, and the well water will not interfere with the river water.

Except for a few villains with great interests, it is basically very harmonious.

But how difficult is it for the two forces to be honest with each other?

As long as there is a distinction between high and low forces, then suppression from the bottom must be indispensable.

Even other family trades have such a phenomenon.

What's more, the Luo family and the Wu family are now in a state of crisis, and they have no trust at all.

The top management is suspicious of each other, and it will only get worse when it comes down!

By the time Wu Cai found Luo Xin, the caravan had already squeezed some goods, which was not a loss for the entire caravan, but for the low-level spirit personally, it was a big loss.

Some of these goods were personal gains, and they were to be sold in the name of caravans.

And those Luo family members have tasted the sweetness, and they will continue to put pressure next time.

This is not too friendly for the relationship between the two families.

Luo Xin couldn't look at it, and he immediately stepped in with Wu Cai to stop this behavior in person.

This can be regarded as suppressing this suppression turmoil, but the seeds of hatred have been deeply planted in the hearts of the Wu family, and it is not something that can be dispelled by a few words from the top!

The Wu family complained!

At the same time, on the other side of Nanyuan City, Su Mou had already infiltrated with Han Long, Pang Hu, Zhu Xi, and Liu Wu.

The appearance of the five of them at this moment has completely changed!

Su Mou has turned into a gray-haired old man.

And the other four people have changed a lot in appearance.

Even Chen Bao, who was closest to them, couldn't recognize him when he stood in front of him!

The five big bandits, you look at me, I look at you, laughing in unison.

"Brother Su Mou, you have become too old, you are simply self-destructing your image~"

"Look at me, how strong and handsome I am!" Pang Hu scoffed on the side, he was indeed tall and handsome now, the kind of handsome young man full of masculinity.

As he spoke, he flexed the muscles in his arms, beaming with pride.

As for Han Long, Zhu Xi, and Liu Wu, their looks are all very good, and based on their original appearances, they have all increased unabated.

Only Su Mou didn't care about the image at all.

He looked at the four beside him, and naturally felt the ingenuity of the disguise technique.

Transfiguration can not only change one's appearance, but also one's body shape, which can be described as a rare means of camouflage.

But at the end of the day, what kind of school the disguise technique belongs to, Su Mou can't say clearly.

When Zhu Xi performed the disguise technique, he directly portrayed it.

In other words, the appearance of Su Mou and others can be changed with Zhu Xi's description.

"Is it a painting?" Su Mou shook his head.

There is no basis for this school of painting, and the reason is that there is no complete system in the school of painting.

In other words, there is no representative figure who can carry forward the way of painting.

There are very few people who use the method of drawing the way!

The world does not see the strength of the painting system, and does not recognize the existence of this genre.

Like other genres, there are iconic figures, and people are willing to recognize this genre.

For example, the Son of the Wind Channel, his "Wind in the World" spiritual skill, can travel to any area of the spirit world with the wind.

Although the world is big, let it roam!

Another example is the Zhuge family in the arithmetic, and the representative figure is Zhuge Zhi!

He can calculate the historical context of the next ten years, see the truth of the incident in advance, and occupy the initiative whether it is preparing for the enemy or attacking the enemy!

In each genre, there is one or even several representative figures, who will carry forward the genre and make the people of the world have a deep understanding, and people will recognize its existence.

However, there is no such character in the painting, so Su Mou can't tell whether the disguise technique is considered a painting.

But all in all, it's practical!

At the same time, it is also very wide in the application range of the low-level spirits.

The five bandits walked on the streets of Nanyuan City with such a swagger, and no one cared.

Su Mou led Han Long and the four of them to a restaurant, which was called Fengmanlou.

It's magnificent!

The interior decoration is dazzling, the cigarette smoke is filled, and it is a pavilion of wind and moon.

When the five arrived, it was already in full swing, and the men and women were laughing and laughing.

Su Mou took Han Long and the four of them strode into it, and immediately an old bustard came up to greet them.

"Hey, hey~ Today, the fragrant wind has blown so many handsome young people into my store, come and come, please come in, and arrange a few upstairs Accord, is it feasible?"

As he spoke, the old bustard went to grab Han Long's wrist, and took Han Long with a light movement of lotus steps under his feet.

Su Mou and the others have not been forgotten.

"Eh~ Aren't you all together?" the old bustard blinked his big eyes and deliberately gestured.

Before Su Mou could speak, Pang Hu on the side said first: "Of course it's together!"

"Hai~ Then why don't you come over quickly, why are you stunned, there is no wine and beauty to accompany you here. ”

The old bustard saw that the appearance of several people was not bad, and he did not look like the owner of the poor money, so he took the initiative to be enthusiastic and invited a few people upstairs one by one.

Su Mou sneered, he didn't mind, he obeyed the old bustard's wishes, and went up to the second floor with Han Long and the four of them.

On the second floor, the screens are staggered, poetic and picturesque, and carved with a lot of landscape ink.

As soon as he came up, Su Mou felt relaxed and happy!

In the screens separated by four sides, a few wonderful songs are occasionally played, and you will not want to return.

Su Mou and the others chose an Accord and arranged it to enter.

After the five of them sat down, it didn't take long for seven women in bright clothes to come.

The old bustard raised his eyebrows outside the door, said a few words, and closed the door with his hand.

As for what he said, Su Mou and the others couldn't hear it at all, and their ears were full of the delicate voices of the seven women.

The seven of them giggled, and a few of them came to Su Mou's side, beating their legs and massaging, and poured wine without leaving a trace.

"The old gentleman is really a fairy wind bone, it's not common for you to come to the Qinglou to have fun at your age, you are a spirit master. ”

Su Mou is a clear white robe, with an extraordinary fairy posture, and his white hair is pure and unmixed, and he looks very high!

Naturally, the girls didn't think he was an ordinary person.

Su Mou smiled, stroked a handful of white beards, threw the wine in the jade cup up, and said with a smile: "That's nature, I'm a first-class spirit!"

"Wow~ Sure enough, it's Lord Spirit, the little woman is so polite!"

As she spoke, the seven girls gave salutes one after another.

This makes Pang Hu very happy!

"A first-grade spirit can be respected so much, then my four-grade cultivation is..."

Syllable!

Pang Hu suddenly stood up and said in a loud voice: "What is a first-grade spirit person, I am a fourth... Woo!

Before he could finish his words, Han Long on the side covered his mouth.

There was only a muffled whining sound.

slapped Han Long's hand away, Pang Hu's eyes widened, and he was anxious: "You Han Long, what are you doing covering my mouth!"

Han Long sighed helplessly, pulled him down to sit down, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Su Mou said that he is a first-grade spirit person, and he did not expose his true cultivation, it can be seen that he is deliberately concealed, we must also keep a low profile, and don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh~ I see, okay then, I'll keep a low profile. Pang Hu whispered in response to Han Long.

Then he saw that the girls were waiting for his next step, and he said embarrassedly, "I am not a spirit... Woo!

Han Long covered his mouth again.

Slapping off his palm, Pang Hu was displeased, and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Han Long listened to him and explained: "You can't say that you are not a spirit, this restaurant is a good scale, and the cost must be expensive, if you say that you are not a spirit, it is easy to arouse suspicion, how can an ordinary person dare to spend in such a place?"

At this time, Pang Hu finally understood Su Mou's intention of saying that he was a first-class spirit person.

Hehe smiled, Pang Hu looked at the girls, and said, "I'm also a... Woo, woo!"

Han Long came to cover his mouth again: "You can't say that you are also a first-grade spirit, where are there so many first-grade spirits?"

Slapping off his palm, Pang Hu was angry and shouted: "I'm nothing, it's okay!"

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