Chapter 6: The Little Fox in Sin City

Outside the camp, as the sky darkened, it was another evening. The demon hunters, who had been battling for days at the bottom of the canyon, turned back to their respective camps in droves.

Suddenly, all the camps under the entire Blood Lan Fortress broke out in a burst of earth-shattering cheers and screams, and as a red dragon flew through the void crack over the fortress and flew back, an astonishing news spread throughout the fortress, saying that a cultivator had stolen the treasure of the red dragon, and when they all fled to the flying boat and were about to leave, they were chased by the angry dragon and pulled out of the boat barn...

There was an uproar up and down the fortress, and the demon hunters teamed up and approached the core of the void rift, and the dragon's treasure attracted the greedy eyes of many people.

Fang Cheng, who had slept well and had eaten well, walked out of the temple in the noise, looking at the excited demon hunters in the camp, Fang Cheng shook his head, most of the people who had this kind of thought were new demon hunters, and if they stayed here for a while, they would know that the dragon's next door to the Void Rift, with their strength, it was impossible to enter the core area of the Void Rift.

Giant dragons were not uncommon for Fang Cheng, who grew up in Sin City, and he could see them two or three times a year. In the past, he also had some unrealistic fantasies about the dragon, because he had never been able to awaken the armor and become a cultivator, so this fantasy could only be kept.

And Fang Cheng, who has awakened the armor and condensed the first piece of armor, needs divine grace the most in exchange for the Ning Armor Pill to continue cultivating, and he also needs a guide to realize his previous fantasy...

As for what's in front of you... Of course, Fang Cheng was going to do business, he still had a few bottles of elixir in his hand, he couldn't smash them in his hand, there was no better way to sell them than when the demon hunters returned to the camp.

When Fang Cheng came to the door of the camp, a team of demon hunters climbed along the steep mountain road, he shook the money bag in his hand, and the gold coins in it made a pleasant crashing sound, money, always the best thing in the world, this beauty spread to Fang Cheng's face, so that his cold and hard face like a knife was attached to a smile like a spring breeze, and greeted the demon hunters.

The little fox of Sin City is about to get down to business.

"Big man, this trip looks good. Fang Cheng greeted the six-person team and greeted him warmly.

"That's," the big man in the team leader said about the harvest, reined in the exhaustion on his face, and showed a cheerful smile, "With Liao Fat Man leading the team, we have been squatting in Hengyue Valley for five or six days, where the King Kong Demons are as dense as ants, if it weren't for the group of scum in the forward camp to make trouble, our harvest..."

The triumphant big man said, looking at Fang Cheng who was approaching, he suddenly realized something, and immediately changed his words: "Little fox, don't fight the idea of the divine grace certificate this time, don't sell it, we really don't lack money." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Fang Cheng staggered past the big man, and when he saw the only female demon hunter in the middle of the team, he suddenly looked pity, "Sister Siying, you are such a beautiful beauty, but you don't look good with multiple neck injuries..."

"Liao Xiu's dead fat man didn't have time to save the scene, so he let the ape demon fish it out. Zuo Siying, who was slender and beautiful like a flower, touched the dark red scar on her white neck and said angrily.

"What a big deal, you see," Fang Cheng said, he took out a small porcelain vase from his body and shook it in front of Zuo Siying's nose.

"Ah, Qingyanlu!" Zuo Siying's face instantly turned sad and happy, and she was about to snatch it away, and suddenly she remembered something, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, stared at Fang Cheng with a pair of apricot eyes and asked, "How much, I can't fool your sister Siying anymore this time." ”

"How can it! Tong Su has no conscience to deceive the world. Fang Cheng said and opened a hand, "Five hundred gold coins!"

"You damn little fox, you might as well grab it," Zuo Siying roared hysterically, "Go to the temple of the fortress for treatment, twenty points of divine grace are enough, converted into gold coins, it will be two hundred." ”

There was no one next to them to help, they all looked at Fang Cheng with a smile, how to sell Qingyan Lu worth two hundred gold coins to five hundred gold coins, as teammates, they didn't seem to be worried that Zuo Siying would be fooled at all, because the price was too high, and a fool would buy it. In this boring forward camp where only fighting and killing remains, watching Fang Cheng do business is also a small amount of fun.

Fang Cheng was not in a hurry at all, and analyzed them slowly: "Sister, what you said is too right, but the treatment in the temple, it is the treatment of Haotian Shenhui quoted by the priest of the temple, and they can't get a single hair of twenty points of divine grace, so you are not afraid that they will be jealous of your sister's beauty and leave you a little flaw?

Si Ying was silent when he heard this, what Fang Cheng said was not untargeted, the priests of the temple are also people, although they all have rich money, but as long as a person lives, no matter how much money he has, he will always feel that he is short of money.

Therefore, the priest of this temple used his expertise and convenience to make all kinds of elixirs for healing wounds and scars, and privately handed them over to the camel merchants who ran in the forward camp to sell, in order to make their medicines sell better, when healing the demon hunters, they could not help but be a little half-hearted.

"Besides," Fang Cheng licked his lips and continued: "Go back to the fortress from here, take the main road for at least three days, how many demons you have to kill and how many divine grace certificates you have to hunt in these three days, have you calculated this account?"

It's not that they haven't counted this account, even if they don't have Liao Xiu, a full-time guide in the camp, be careful that three or four hundred divine graces can be earned in a day, although when they came back, they all promised Zuo Siying to accompany her to the fortress temple for treatment, but now if someone sends the medicine to the eyes...

At this time, they understood why the old people in the camp were all called Fang Cheng Little Fox, and they originally planned to watch it for fun, but when they came down, they found that this little fox had put all their fun in it.

The big man and the other teammates all looked at Zuo Siying, and the meaning was obvious, either he gritted his teeth and bought Qingyanlu, or he didn't care about this scar, and after a month, everyone had hunted enough divine grace, and then treated it when he returned to the fortress temple to sacrifice.

But do women not love beauty?

Especially in this advance camp where there are more men and fewer women, any woman is a flower bone in cow dung, and for the staring or peeping eyes of the men, they put on an expression of disgust and disgust, and at the same time they are happy and satisfied in the bottom of their hearts...

This is called vanity.

If vanity is a disease, especially when a woman has it, it is an incurable cancer!

So Zuo Siying gritted her teeth and discussed with Fang Cheng in a low voice: "Little fox, do you see if it can be cheaper?"

Fang Cheng smiled gently, you call me a little fox, if I lower the price for you again, can I still call me a little fox?" Thinking like this in his heart, Fang Cheng put away his smiling face and said seriously: "Conscience of heaven and earth, if I earn more than fifty gold coins in this bottle of Qingyan Lu, let me be killed by that damn monkey on the road." Regarding this kind of curse, Fang Cheng said every day that he even scolded the Origin God Haotian in front of him, and he didn't see what happened to him, would he care about this level of curse?

"Besides, you are all Haotian's darlings, cultivators who have awakened the armor, in the eyes of our group of ordinary people, we are masters, our group of people are all hardworking, just make some money, sister, you can't cut off our way of life" Fang Cheng first framed the other party with a tall hat, holding the other party tall, and talking about himself as humble, saliva is not worth it anyway.

These ways of doing business, Fang Cheng learned from books, although the depictions in the books are too blunt, but Fang Cheng can learn and use them now, vividly. The premise is that you are willing to save face. Fang Cheng, a person who occasionally has the idea of seeking death and seeking relief, is not afraid of death, so what do you have to do with your face?

"But but, we don't have enough gold coins..."Zuo Siying saw that the big man didn't object, blushing and a little embarrassed, not enough money doesn't mean that they don't have money, who has nothing to do with hundreds of heavy gold coins to the bitter camp haha, they all store the gold coins in the blood crystal card, and the only way to cash them out is to find a trading bank.

"What is this called, it doesn't matter" Fang Cheng waved his hand generously, turned around and stared at the backpack on the big man's back, the green blood night had been dyed through the leather backpack, Fang Cheng sniffled and asked about the smell, it contained the divine grace certificate cut from the alien demon, that is the existence that can be exchanged for divine grace in the temple, and divine grace is the most valuable thing in the world, there is no one.

"Several brothers and sisters have forgotten what I do? Divine grace certificate for gold coins, a ratio of one to seven, this market in the camp is kind enough. Fang Cheng said that he had already stuffed the Qingyan Lu in his hand into Zuo Siying's hand.

Yes, they all knew that Fang Cheng's main business was to exchange divine grace certificates for gold coins, and they didn't want to change it at first, but the result was that Fang Cheng played a trick and went sideways, and a bottle of Qingyan Dew forced them to change.

"You go die, the fortress is all 1 to 9.5, 1 to 10. Zuo Siying held the Qingyan Lu in her hand tightly and said angrily.

Fang Cheng was not annoyed at all, and said pitifully: "Sister, why don't you say it, the minimum ratio of the divine grace certificate to the gods is one to fifteen, and those who are lucky enough to be one to twenty can bump into it, sister, even if you take the avenue, there is a robber or something, we can't afford to delay the time to walk the big road, we can only touch the valley and walk the path, the robber will not talk about it, and the ape demon you missed, sister, you can pity and pity us, we are worth the life of these few gold coins!"

"I can't say you little fox!" Seeing that the big man had untied his backpack, Zuo Siying smiled, and Yi Yi was disgusted and happy, which only made people's hearts shake.

In the end, the big man exchanged the full amount of the divine gift certificate for Qingyanlu, the more than two hundred gold coins in their hands, and the dry food and water in the camp to prepare for the next expedition, this time it was given to Fang Cheng, and next time it had to be exchanged from Fang Cheng and their group of camel merchants, so why bother.

After the transaction was completed, Fang Cheng did not return to the camp with them, but looked at the last short and fat figure in the team from afar, he was carrying a huge bow almost equal to his height, and the fat all over his body trembled with difficulty, making him seem to need someone to help him every step up, but in the next moment he could step up, and maintained this rhythm of "difficult and staggering".

His face was covered with fine beads of sweat, but his fat face had a pair of clear big eyes, giving people a simple and honest feeling. He is Liao Xiu, the full-time guide in the camp.

The canyons below the camp are criss-crossed, and the demons range from the first order to the fifth order, for the new demon hunters, if there is no one to guide the way, going down without permission is almost the same as looking for death, not to mention the endless alien demons, if you get lost, you can starve to death.

"Liao Fatty, it's okay, you don't care about the jade when you make small moves..."When the big man disappeared from the intersection above, Fang Cheng hurriedly went down and helped Liao Xiu.

"Hehe" Liao Xiu didn't answer, squinted his eyes and raised his hand to Fang Cheng to make a gesture of counting the money.

can make a few big men okay, but a girl suffers a little inconsequential injury, and it hurts her slender neck that she is most proud of, obviously this is not a matter of luck, this is a technical job.

And Fang Cheng put a cloth bag containing gold coins in Liao Xiu's hand at the right time, which contained a hundred gold coins.

There is a saying that the weak wait for opportunities, the strong seize opportunities, and the wise create opportunities.

Like Fang Cheng, a camel merchant who does business with a basket on his back, there are at least five or six camps in the Sin City, so if Fang Cheng wants to make more money, he must think of ideas, obviously, he and Liao Xiu are in an embarrassing situation, showing his superior IQ.

"Is there any bone cream?" Liao Xiu looked at the money bag in his hand, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"There's another box, what?" Fang Cheng immediately paused, Fat Liao has never been a person who talks much, since he asked about bone cream, that means that there must be people who need bone cream.

"There is a team of people below, there is a child of a family in Shazhou, let a two-headed demon step on a broken calf, are you sure?" Liao Xiu asked a little uneasily, the people of Shazhou are all over the world doing business, and anyone who is involved in business is cunning and cunning.

"You see, as long as he comes back and has a breath, I can let him take off another layer of skin!" Fang Cheng still has this confidence.

Liao Xiu nodded, then looked at Fang Cheng, and saw that he didn't react for a long time, so he had to raise his fat hand again and make a gesture to count the money.

"You are embarrassed to ask for money for this bit of news" Fang Cheng hurriedly jumped away, is this still the fat man Liao who has been with him in the camp for more than ten years?

"That two-headed demon was the one I saw the opportunity to get by. Liao Xiu said with an indignant face, this child of Shezhou was too unkind, and he led the two snake demons into another demon hunting team with his flexibility, causing many people to be injured.

Fang Cheng was stunned, then stretched out a finger with a hint of evil smile, pointed at Liao Xiu slightly and said with a smile, "Fat Liao, you have learned from the beast!" After speaking, he counted another hundred gold coins and gave it to Liao Xiu, Fang Cheng continued: "Hurry up and go up to take a bath and eat, I have something to discuss with you when I come to the temple at night!"