"I bought it! Ten taels of gold! ”

The middle-aged man in the hat smiled proudly, threw down the gold and put the 10,000-year-old ginseng into his arms.

Seeing this scene, Zi Ming was suddenly displeased, raised her head and glanced at the middle-aged man.

"I saw it first! What do you mean? Believe it or not, out of this town, the master beat you half to death? ”

After speaking, Ziming rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist, about to teach the middle-aged man a lesson.

The latter also knew that he was at a loss, smiled and looked down at him in response.

"Don't mind! My old mother is terminally ill, so she is waiting for me to come home, how about me? ”

"Humph! It's true? Zi Ming snorted coldly, looked at the man's sincere face, and said suspiciously.

"It's more real than gold! Who lacks the heart to deceive children these days? "The middle-aged hat is categorical.

Rolling his eyes, Zi Ming turned around and left the vegetable stall, although the 10,000-year-old immortal ginseng was precious, it was not as good as Zi Jun's peach.

The reason why he wanted to buy it was just to insist on the shameful principle of waste, and reluctantly asked for the price.

Seeing him leave, the man in the hat whistled and followed him with his hands on the back of his head.

As if thinking of something, the middle-aged man smiled from time to time.

"Old man, you mussel shell ......!" In front of the stall selling seafood, Zi Minggang pointed to a large clam shell and asked for the price.

But I saw two ingots of gold thrown on the stall, and the blue-gray mussel shell disappeared with it.

"If you have a slow hand, you can't, doll, if you like it tightly, the old man will give you one, how about trying it?"

After that, the old man casually picked up a clam shell with a relatively small head and gave it to Ziming.

After taking the mussel shell sent by the old man, Ziming is gone! The middle-aged man with the mussel shell pointed at the hat and shouted.

"Give me back!"

"If you don't give it, the old man said it, if you are slow, you don't have it, it's all fate."

The middle-aged man in the hat was a little proud, and he couldn't help but open the mouth of the clam shell, only to see a dark blue bead lying inside.

- I'm going to be a good girl! Isn't this the South China Sea Dragon Clan, the Dinghai Divine Pearl that has not been found for thousands of years!

What the hell is this little guy all about! Why are all the babies sent to him?

Looking back at the angry Zi Ming, the middle-aged man in the hat clenched his fists to his mouth and coughed, and said nonsense.

"My mother ......!"

"I'll go to your uncle's mother! I want to fool the master again! Give me back! And that ......! ”

Before Zi Ming's words fell, the middle-aged man in the hat hurriedly covered his mouth, raised his index finger and said quietly.

"Don't talk! If you kid still want to go on a treasure hunt, shut up! Otherwise, this heaven and earth will not tolerate you. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man in the hat stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, suggesting that Ziming was weird here.

Believing him for half a minute, Zi Ming slapped off the palm that was covering his mouth, stared at the middle-aged man in the hat weirdly and asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?"

Thinking of this kid, he brought himself this rare opportunity, and the middle-aged man in the hat took him to the alley alley and explained.

"There is a divine array above this place, even if the Xuan Immortal Ancestor is here, he has to be a grandson."

Looking up at the blue and white, clear sky, Ziming can't see anything special.

As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, the middle-aged man in the hat said softly again.

"Aren't you asking for that mussel shell, as long as you can take it, Dao Ye will really return it to you. Do you want to try it? Well? ”

The middle-aged man in the hat fearlessly put the clam shell he bought earlier on the palm of his hand.

"Cut! I don't believe it! That's what you said, don't regret it for a while! ”

Ziming looked up at him, and the middle-aged man in the hat smiled and nodded in agreement.

After speaking, Zi Ming slowly stretched out his hands, and was just about to touch the clam shell, when he heard the thunder again!

Bang!

He was already sensitive to the Heavenly Tribulation, so he immediately withdrew his hand, swallowed his saliva and looked up at the sky.

"Is there really such an evil sect? This thunder won't fall, will it? ”

"It's okay! This thunder tribulation can't kill us and other monks, why don't you try it? ”

At this time, the middle-aged man in the hat was like a god stick on the street, bewitching Ziming to snatch the clam shell in his hand.

"Come on, come! You really didn't lie to the master? This thunder tribulation really can't kill people? ”

The courage that Zi Ming had just summoned suddenly poured out a little more.

He's afraid! I'm really afraid that this thunder tribulation can kill a dragon! After all, he has only crossed the peak of the tribulation period, and the ghost knows if he can bear it.

"Uh-huh......!" The man in the hat nodded in the affirmative.

The atmosphere was set to this point, and Ziming couldn't put his face away, so he could only stretch out his hands and quickly hold the clam shell into his arms.

A breath past! I only hear thunder, but I don't see it!

Three breaths past! I saw a middle-aged man in a hat, walking slowly against the wall away from Ziming.

"You...... What do you mean by that? Ziming was so frightened by the middle-aged man's actions that she muttered in her heart.

"Hey, hey! It's okay! If you stand still, you'll be surprised! ”

The middle-aged man in the hat didn't explain either, boom! I saw a light blue thunderbolt falling vertically on Zi Ming's body!

"I ...... I...... I...... You............ Big...... Father! ”

Thump!

It wasn't until the mussel shell in Ziming's arms rolled to the ground, and the continuous thunderstorm stopped.

Thump!

Ziming's fair-skinned little face was pitch black, and her short hair was like fried hair, curly and fluffy!

Exhaled a breath of turbidity, Zi Ming's body twitched uncontrollably a few times, and he fell unconscious to the ground!

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in the hat walked up to him and sighed.

"Oops~! Daoist I also came here like this back then, and it was much more embarrassing than you kid at that time, hehe! ”

Putting away the mussel shells on the ground, the middle-aged man with the hat carried Ziming on his shoulders and walked out of the alley.

"It's strange, this celestial phenomenon is actually a good omen, could it be that it is not what the poor Dao thought in his heart, and now there will be results?"

Under the pavilion of the school, wearing a white dress embroidered with ink landscapes,

Mr. Handsome, who was standing on the stairs, looked up at the sky with a strange expression.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Kong smiled and left the private school leisurely.

"Time is also fate, and I don't know when I will see my old friend again......"

Muttering, Mr. Kong left the school .......

Half an hour!

Outside a courtyard full of green bamboo, Mr. Kong pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard.

The surrounding decoration is simple, and there is a pavilion built next to the bamboo house, and a stone table and four stone benches are built under the pavilion.

On the stone table was a chessboard, and on top of it was a set of unfinished chess.

"Sir, you're back." A childish boy's voice came from inside the bamboo house.

Crunch!

When I opened the bamboo door, I saw a gray-clothed scholar walking towards me with a pair of tea sets.

"Can you think about it, where will you go next?"

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Kong walked over to the stone table and sat down.

"Mr. chess skills are exquisite, the student thought for a long time, thought of a step, please Mr. advice."

The tea set was placed on the edge of the chessboard, and the gray-clothed little scholar's index and middle fingers twisted a black chess piece and landed on top of Tian Yuan.

This hand seems to be surrounded by white chess, but it also forms a horn with the black chess piece above the star in the lower right corner!

And that's not all! Tian Yuan's step can be described as the coolest position on the entire chessboard!

But if you choose to be there firsthand, it is not a wise move.

There is a proverb in Go, "Golden horn and silver edged grass belly." "This Tianyuan is the land of grass belly.

"Well, there's progress." Mr. Kong laughed lightly, and twisted the white and fell on the chessboard.

(End of chapter)