Nangong Xiao raised his eyes and saw that this was a street dedicated to setting up stalls for monks, and there were not many people setting up stalls.

However, there are a lot of people to watch, so it seems to be quite lively. The man's stall was right in front of him, and there were already three people gathered there. He nodded and walked slowly.

As soon as he got closer, he heard one of the people around the stall bargaining. "Fellow Daoist Hu, I'll buy you twenty fireball talismans, and you can buy three spirit stones cheaper."

At this time, a rough voice replied, "Three spirit stones!?" Nian Daoyou, I'm just making a little money, so much cheaper, I'm going to drink the northwest wind? But for the sake of you often coming to buy spirit runes, it is cheaper for you to have a spirit stone, and it is not a second price. ”

Nangong Xiao was stunned, and took a few steps up to take a look, and suddenly felt a little bored.

The stall owner was a fierce giant, nearly four feet tall even if he sat cross-legged on the ground, and he was afraid that he would be eight or nine feet tall when he stood up, with a face like black charcoal, big eyes, a big nose and a big mouth, and a beard almost covered half of his face.

This kind of person is a thief of the green forest when he puts on a fur, and he is a peerless fierce general when he puts on iron armor, but he can't hook it with a pen.

Nangong Xiao thought about the scene where this guy was holding a spirit pen and gently and meticulously drawing spirit runes, and couldn't help but shudder, this painting style was too messy.

Originally, I thought that Wu Zifan's hearsay that the quality of this person's spirit rune was a lie, but now I think it may be the truth.

The big man had just finished dealing with the young monk, and when he saw Nangong Xiao looking at him with strange eyes, he was not annoyed, and laughed.

"This fellow Daoist, come and take a look at the spirit talisman of the Sprinkle family, all kinds of fine products, you are satisfied!"

Nangong Xiao saw him greet him so warmly, and was a little embarrassed by what he thought just now, touched his nose, and squatted down to check the spirit talisman.

There is only one kind of spirit rune on the stall, and a wooden sign is placed in front of each one to indicate the name, grade and price of the spirit rune, and there are many types of spirit runes, there are as many as ten.

After he checked a few samples, he couldn't help but be happy.

The quality of the low-grade low-grade talismans here is not much different from the quality sold in the store, but the price is much cheaper.

If the spirit runes on this giant man's body were of such quality, he wouldn't mind buying them in large quantities.

It's just that when he saw a low-level mid-grade golden sword talisman, his divine sense swept over, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The quality of this talisman is really worse than the same kind of talisman in the store.

The giant stall owner has been observing Nangong Xiao, not because Nangong Xiao's domineering appearance is exposed, but because of the storage bag on his waist.

He also has one of them, and it's very expensive.

At that time, he spent one hundred and thirty spirit stones to buy a five-foot square storage bag, which was his savings for nearly two years.

So even if Nangong Xiao was wearing a beggar costume to pick out the spirit talisman, he would treat him as a distinguished guest.

When he saw Nangong Xiao staring at his golden sword talisman for a long time, he sighed and said, "This fellow Daoist, this talisman is a recent work of the Sprinkle family, and there are still many flaws. However, the low-level low-grade talisman sprinkler can pat his chest to ensure that there is no problem. ”

Nangong Xiao nodded and agreed, the price here is thirty percent lower than that of the store, but the quality is no different, so naturally I want to buy it.

Immediately, he didn't say much, and chose ten quicksand talismans with a sluggish effect, ten winding talismans, ten Shenxing talismans, and ten low-grade golden sword talismans for breaking defenses.

There are a total of sixty-seven spirit stones.

It's really cheap, if it's in the store, sixty-seven spirit stones can buy at most twenty-five or six identical low-grade talismans.

After watching the giant man get the spirit stone, he began to clean up the stall, and Nangong Xiao's large purchase just now swept away most of his inventory.

Now that the sun is in the west, I want to close the stall early and go to the tavern for a drink.

Nangong Xiao saw him closing the stall, so he arched his hand and said: "In Xia Nangong Xiao, I don't know what to call a friend?" ”

"Haha, there are not many people like Daoyou who are generous."

"I bought such a cheap talisman from Daoyou today, but it saved me a lot of expenses. I see that Daoyou is also planning to close the stall, why don't you be the owner myself, how about going to the Shixian Building over there to have a drink? ”

When the giant man heard this, the wine worm in his stomach was immediately hooked.

He was a good drinker, and he felt that he had given a lot of concessions to the person in front of him, and it was not wrong to be invited to a drink.

So he divided the stall into the storage bag, laughed and entered the Immortal Eater Building with Nangong Xiao.

The little second child of the Immortal Eater Building seems to remember what happened to Nangong Xiao last time.

As soon as Nangong Xiao entered the door, his face turned snow-white, and he ran to the shopkeeper to report it.

Seeing the big man surnamed Hu looking at him suspiciously, Nangong Xiao scratched his chin in embarrassment.

But this is only a matter of a moment, after all, he is just here to eat and consume, he is God, and he is not afraid that the guards in the restaurant will be unfavorable to him.

After Xiao Er'er finished reporting the name of the dish with a little trembling, and trembling again to pour them tea, Nangong Xiao really couldn't stand it.

Is it so terrible for himself, he reached out and took out a grain of golden barley and put it in front of Xiao Er'er.

Xiao Er'er immediately straightened his waist, served tea quickly, bent down and retreated, and the golden barley was long gone.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing in this shop?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just young and vigorous."

After a while, more than ten dishes were put on the table, and neither of them spoke, concentrating on eliminating the exquisite delicacies in front of them, and only when they had eaten seven or eight full portions did they pour wine and chat with each other.

During the conversation, Nangong Xiao briefly talked about the experience of coming to Yunjingfang City.

However, he put aside the matter of the death fight with the ghost clothes Taoist, and only said that he saw the blood-red evil qi gathered on the battlefield and avoided it far away.

"Daoyou's move is wise," Hu Qianli showed a hint of fear on his face after hearing this. "If Daoist friends go to check, I'm afraid it will be a pile of dry bones now."

"Oh, why?" Nangong Xiao pretended to be curious and asked.

Hu Qianli drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said while pouring the wine: "Because most of them are disciples of the Devil's Demon Sect collecting evil qi, and the disciples who come out to do this kind of errand must have cultivation in the late stage of qi cultivation." ”

"Thankfully, fortunately." Nangong Xiao nodded "Happy".

"Daoyou, what's going on with your face?" When Hu Qianli was eating just now, he saw the abnormality on Nangong Xiao's face.

Now chatting and finding that Nangong Xiao's expression was almost unchanged, he was extremely surprised. He was a straightforward character, so he asked directly.

"This is the sequelae of illness in the early years......" Nangong Xiaozheng made up nonsense sadly.

suddenly remembered that the person in front of him could see it, and it didn't make sense that Fan Mengyao couldn't see it.

See it and don't expose it, this is the rhythm of preparing to pit your grandfather. Others dare not say it, Fan Mengyao will definitely make this calculation.

Hu Qianli was silent after seeing him finish speaking, thinking that he remembered something sad. Poured him a glass of wine. "Come, drink, drink, and forget all these troubles."

Nangong Xiao didn't explain, and drank three cups with him.

Nangong Xiao put down his wine glass and asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, your inferior spirit talisman is almost the same as the one sold in the store, and the price is still cheap, don't the people in those shops trouble you?"

"There is no trouble, my talisman making speed is too slow, and I will set up a stall every once in a while, and there are too few monks in the Fang Market who have settled down, and there are not many people who know that I have cheap talismans here, so it can't hinder the business of those shops."

"Why didn't that Daoist friend provide the talisman to the store, so that he should earn more."

Hu Qianli drank the wine in the cup again, playing with the wine glass, his eyes were a little gloomy.