Diagonally opposite Chen Ping's booth.

The two monks were silently watching the situation on Chen Ping's side.

"See? What's the difference between that monk who sells talisman skins and a few 'good Samaritans' you and I just met? You said. A swarthy monk snorted Nu Chen Ping with his mouth and asked the green-robed monk beside him.

The green-robed monk looked childish, and observed for a while before saying:

"It's one person too."

"It's just sold out, too."

After speaking, he looked at the swarthy monk as if he were confirming.

The swarthy monk had a teachable expression and nodded:

"The comprehension is not bad, just a little bit. Since you are a fellow villager, Ling Zun has entrusted you to me, and you will follow me to practice well in the future, and resources are indispensable. ”

"What you just said is very true, but there are a few more points that need to be a little bit more important to you."

"When looking for a target, the first thing to do is to assess the strength. What does it mean that this monk sells talismans, not talismans? It means that his cultivation will not exceed three layers. Drawing talismans can make more money than talisman skins, how can anyone put high-income things and do low-income things instead of doing low-income things? Unlikely. ”

"And I am the second level of Qi training, you are the middle stage of Qi training, we are in the dark, and he is in the light. Hold the cards in one hand. ”

"In addition to that, you have to evaluate whether the target is really a person. We've been following him for so long, and we haven't seen anyone talking to him, so it can be seen that the other party is here at least today. ”

"Again, speculate on the level of their possessions. If you are too well dressed, you can't do it, I can't afford to offend, and if you're too poor, you don't need to do it, it's not worth it. The monk in front of him, his weapons and robes were not magic weapons, he was dressed ordinarily, and he was not a member of a wealthy family. But it sells talisman skins, so it is not too poor. It's the best way to help you and me practice. ”

"Do you understand?"

The green-robed monk nodded like a chicken pecking rice:

"Brother Li, then when are we going to rob the Dao?"

"Look at you," the swarthy monk dissatisfied, "this is not called robbery. This makes the other party kind-hearted, willing to give some money to help you and me practice, this is him accumulating virtue..."

“... What Brother Li said is extremely true. The green-robed monk was a little timid.

He had never done such a thing.

He was the only Qi practitioner in their village, and he came to Qingyun Sect to seek a teacher with the hopes of the whole village, but unfortunately he failed to pass the assessment, so he could only temporarily settle down in Lianyun City and wait until next year to take the exam again.

Fortunately, I found a fellow villager in the village next door.

The swarthy monk was finally satisfied when he heard the words of his blue-robed companion.

"Right now."

......

After Chen Ping finished closing the stall, he felt that something was wrong as soon as he took a few steps.

The next moment.

Before he could fully react, he felt something his waist.

Then, an arm hooked up to his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw a swarthy face smiling at him.

An unrecognizable face.

Then, another monk appeared on the other side.

The two sandwiched him in the middle.

.

Careless.

I thought that there might be danger, but I didn't think that there were still so many people in the current market, and someone dared to rob the road openly.

Then he heard the voice of the swarthy face:

"Fellow Daoist, do me a favor, the spell that this monk practices is a flick of the fingers of spiritual power, but it is not long after getting started, and it is easy to pop out uncontrollably, especially when you are nervous. Daoist friends don't want this either, right? ”

"Moreover, this monk has already entered the third level of cultivation, so you don't have a chance."

Chen Ping pondered the predicament in his heart, and said quietly:

"What do you say?"

The Swarthy Friar grinned in satisfaction:

"This street is under the care of the monk. For the sake of maintaining stability for everyone, you and I are both immortal cultivators, so I naturally have no complaints. But recently, there has been a shortcoming of spirit stones, can you lend me one or two? In this way, keep an account, and when I have money, I will naturally return it to my fellow Daoists. ”

"Don't say no, Daoist friends, I sold a lot of talisman skins just now."

Chen Ping 'approved' and said:

"Daoist friends are worried about the safety of Fang City, what is it for me to contribute some spirit stones? As it should be. If I don't give it, it will seem that I am not interested. ”

After speaking, he signaled the other party not to be nervous, and then decisively took out a wallet and handed it to the dark Taoist.

The swarthy Taoist priest fell.

I didn't expect Chen Ping to be so easy to speak.

I took my wallet and pinched it.

... It's spirit stones, not gold and silver.

The swarthy Taoist smiled with satisfaction, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "How about borrowing this sword from me too?" ”

Chen Ping's pupils shrank, his hand clenched unconsciously, and then he returned to calm and said:

"Fellow Daoists take it."

The swarthy Taoist priest smiled: "Thank you for your help." Then don't bother Daoyou to make a fortune. ”

After speaking, he pulled out the long sword on Chen Ping's waist and glanced at his companion, and then the two slowly stepped back, but their eyes kept staring at Chen Ping.

It was only when he retreated to a place where there was a lot of traffic that he suddenly turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Chen Ping suddenly felt that the breath that was locked on his body disappeared.

Exhaled.

The way of the world...

Why is it so hard to be a good person?

......

The swarthy Taoist priest and the blue-robed monk walked a long way, and they were relieved to be sure that Chen Ping had not followed.

Although one's own cultivation is better, but in this kind of thing, it is the best result to be able to get money without conflict.

Moreover, it is in public.

Fortunately, the other party is very interesting.

"Brother Li, I always feel that this person has more than this spirit stone, why don't we want them all?" The green-robed monk was puzzled.

"Look at you, I just praised you for your high understanding."

The swarthy Taoist priest glanced at his fellow countryman and continued:

That's another thing I'm going to teach you. We rob the Dao, unlike those Dao robbers who gamble with their lives, if we want to avoid conflicts, we must know how to be proportionate. ”

"Monks who often come to Fang City, who would put a spirit stone in a money bag? Which is not several money bags? As long as we have one of them, the other party will think about 'breaking the fortune and eliminating the disaster', and will not fight with us for our lives. ”

"If you really want other people's money, you will not die."

"Do you understand?"

The green-robed monk suddenly realized: "Brother Li is taught. ”

... Learned, learned.

"Do you know why I took his sword? This sword is not worth much, not a single spirit stone is worth it. The swarthy monk asked rhetorically.

"Let him lose the chance to sneak attack."

"The children can be taught."

"So, the monk won't pester us just now, will he?" The green-robed monk asked not very confidently.

"Don't worry."

The monk was timid at first sight. Moreover, looking at the face is not a person who holds grudges, and it is out of the way. "The swarthy monk is confident.

He has always been very accurate in seeing people.

"Let's go, go to Salted Fish Alley and see how many there are."

There have always been few pedestrians in the salted fish deep alley, and it is a favorite place for monks who rob the road.

The two of them drove into the alley with ease.

Today, I robbed three monks, how many or less, but it is estimated that there are dozens of spirit stones in total, which is a big harvest day. Coupled with the huge amount of money stolen a few days ago, there are enough resources to retreat and cultivate for a period of time.

For the sake of immortality, what is the use of these means?

The swarthy monk was in a happy mood, but as soon as he turned a corner, he felt a cold light flash.

He was shocked.

'Someone robbed? ’

Under the pressure, he snapped out several consecutive spiritual powers, and exploded backwards.

Looking down, he was frightened and flicked his spiritual power this time without money.

I don't care about the lack of spiritual power at all.

“... The leg is gone. ”

He fell into an ice cellar and broke out in a cold sweat.

This person's sword is too fast, the sword qi leaves no room for it, and the distance is too close, so fast that he can't exert his strength at all.

In the shadows.

Chen Ping didn't give the other party a chance to react at all.

The wind is drizzling, the wind is not stripped, the wind is clear and the moon is bright, and the air is quiet...

When the sixth form was finished, the swarthy monk fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't believe that this person was actually a monk who had just been robbed by himself.

The same is true of the green-robed friars.

... Obviously, Brother Li said that this person is as timid as a mouse.

... I'm not a grudge.

... Brother Li has always been very accurate in seeing people.

"Why did you rob me?" Chen Ping gave the green-robed monk a breath.

The green-robed monk was sweating profusely and asked with difficulty, "I... Can you still live? ”

"You don't have room for bargaining." Chen Ping stuck a sword in his arm.

The green-robed monk gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and under the desire to survive, he chose to answer:

"Brother Li has his eyes on you and says that you are suitable for robbery."

"Brother Li? He. ”

The green-robed monk nodded.

"Does anyone else know about this?"

"No... Yes, no one... Indicate us, and neither are we... This fang city's... Friars of Vian. The green-robed monk began to speak intermittently, looked at Chen Ping with a survival gaze, and said with difficulty:

"I... Still alive... Is it? I didn't want to. ”

Chen Ping knew that this person was a new hand, and this person was still a little trembling when he threatened him in the market just now. That's why he focused on attacking the Swarthy Monk just now in the middle of the battle.

He glanced at the green-robed monk, the tip of his sword placed in the green-robed monk's heart, and thrust it downward. Give him a hard time.

That's the only thing he can do.

Chen Ping was sure that the two of them were lifeless, so he quickly withdrew his long sword and quickly touched the corpse.

The battle only takes place for a few seconds, and the people around you will not see it for the first time, but as long as they hear movement, it is likely that they will appear here soon.

So it's imperative to hurry.

He quickly cleared all traces of himself, ignoring the body, and quickly evacuated the scene.

After turning a few alleys, he changed his face again, and then quietly reintegrated into the flow of people in the market.

Despite the pounding in my heart, it was ostensibly like nothing had happened.

After a short stop in Fang City, I set out on my way home.

Leave the land of right and wrong.