Xiao Er watched Lin Shen walk down from the room, still holding the paper he had just picked up in his hand.

looked at the fat shopkeeper with squinting eyes in the counter, after all, he didn't have the courage to stop Lin Shen, so he could only stupidly watch the young man in a black shirt walk out.

Although, Lin Shen didn't even pay for the house. Xiao Er said in his heart that he didn't have any food, so he still didn't keep it. If you offend the other party, you don't know how to die even if you die.

Even though it was already dusk, the city was still crowded with pedestrians, and it did not reduce the lively atmosphere at all.

Looking around, the location of the street doesn't seem to be very good. The most pedestrians around him were brocade clothes, and Lin Shen knew in his heart that this was not the best place to sell paintings.

So, holding the paper rolled up in his hand, he walked to another street.

The people around him didn't hook him in the slightest at all. The cold breath floated faintly around him, but it made passers-by bypass him far away when they met him.

That's it! Lin Shen's heart moved, and he looked at the clothes of the pedestrians around him, which were obviously different, carved gold-threaded purple jade robes, and pink butterfly silk narcissus skirts...... The streets are not paved with ordinary sand and stone, but are neatly paved with gray-yellow marble.

I don't care about other people's eyes at the moment, those eyes are all revealed because of the clothes on Lin Shen's body. After all, what Lin Shen was wearing was just an ordinary black robe.

"Sell words!" Lin Shen sat cross-legged by the wall and shouted loudly.

He doesn't care who buys it, and he doesn't care how much it costs, as long as he knows the goods. He is not short of these twenty words. No one paid attention to him at all, Lin Shen waited for a few minutes and shouted again.

A middle-aged man in a purple and gold gorgeous brocade robe walked up to Lin Shen, looked at Lin Shen with disdain, and asked, "What about your words, take it out and see how much do you want to sell?" ”

Lin Shen glanced at him lightly, his steps were vain, his face was pale, and he was obviously overly intercourse. So he said loudly: "Words sell for a thousand gold, pay for the goods!" ”

The man shook his head, and secretly said in his heart, go to the Ecstasy Building once, and find the top chicks there, and it will only be ten taels of gold at most. Your words are worth the price. At that moment, he looked at Lin Shen with an idiot-like look, turned around and walked away.

……

"How much do you sell?"

"Daughter! Pay for the goods! ”

"Don't let me see it?"

"Don't let it!"

I don't know how many people asked Lin Shen, but the latter always had such an answer. So, the sky gradually darkened, and his painting was still in his hand.

"The world is vulgar! Sell words! Thousands of gold, no reduction, pay for the goods, do not let observation! Lin Shen finally shouted, he decided that if no one bought it, he would tear up the painting directly.

In the distance, a handsome man in a cyan Qiluo robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, stood in front of a young man dressed in black, and all the pedestrians stopped.

"It's Kaedama! The youngest son of the city lord of Maple City! ”

"Yes, it is said that he loves calligraphy and painting the most, and now when I see it, I am afraid that he is really going to be deceived by that guy."

"But I don't know if his father will be angry again......"

Lin Shen listened to the discussion around him faintly, and the man stood in front of him, still not saying a word.

Suddenly, a breeze blew around, and the painting in Lin Shen's arms was blown to the ground without holding it tightly.

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. Twenty words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, shattering everyone's doubts.

Quiet!

The streets that were bustling just now were incredibly quiet. Those twenty words seemed to be written alive, flowing in the hearts of all people, although they only glanced at it, but from now on, they could never forget this poem, this one word.

You must know that Su Musha's cultivation and cultivation were all stunned, let alone these people.

That Fengyu was still a little hesitant to buy it, but when she saw this majestic poem, she jumped on the paper like a hero who was proud of the world. He's completely stupid.

"Father, my father has been practicing calligraphy for forty-six years, if you compare it with this character,......" Feng Yu said secretly in his heart.

"It's not too much to have a thousand gold, it's not too much!" Feng Yu let out a long sigh, looked at the piece of rice paper on the ground with feverish eyes, and took off a jade pendant from his waist.

"This is a warm and cold fragrant jade, concentrate on it! Worth three thousand taels of gold, how about exchanging the word in your hand! "Even if others have knowledgeable goods, they don't dare to compete with the son of this Fengcheng City Lord.

Lin Shen smiled faintly, turned around and picked up the words on the ground.

Selling words is not what I want. Originally, it was just for one person who really cherished the word to buy it, but now it is out of my will. Could it be that providence is so?

The young man looked at the rice paper in his hand lightly, and groaned in his heart. So without hesitation, he tore it to shreds. Then he used his sword qi to stir it into ashes and scattered with the wind......

"Pay the money to give the goods, and now it is seen by many laypeople, this word is still worthy of being called a word!" Lin Shen glanced around coldly, stopped talking, turned around and prepared to leave, it seemed that he had to go to the city to hunt some demon beasts to earn some silver taels, otherwise, would he go and rob it?

Everyone stupidly watched the boy's movements. Three thousand taels of gold is a pair of words, it can be said that from now on, there will be whatever you want, how many beauties you want, and how many beauties you want. How many houses do you want, and how many houses are there, and they are actually destroyed like this?

That Fengyu was stunned, but he hadn't reacted yet, he looked at Lin Shen stupidly, and stretched out his finger and pointed at him-

"You...... How dare you ruin my words and want to leave? ”

Lin Shen's figure froze, the word is his? His eyes were cold, in this life and his previous life, the two things he couldn't bear were disrespectful to his mother, and the other was that the other party insulted his own words, with this Fengyu, he dared to speak out!

"You don't deserve him!" Lin Shen said coldly.

Fengyu's face immediately turned red and she shouted loudly.

"You...... You ......" was so angry that he couldn't speak. Thinking about it, as the youngest son of the city lord of Fengcheng, it can be said that he wants wind and rain in Fengcheng, who dares to speak to him like this.

"You are a son of a bitch, didn't your mother and father teach you how to speak...... I ......" Feng Yu was furious, pointing at Lin Shen's nose and scolding.

didn't pay attention to it, the latter's eyes had changed from the original cold to the current Sen Ran.

Although he had heard everyone say just now, this Fengyu was the youngest son of the Fengcheng City Lord, but what about the Fengcheng City Lord, even if he dared to scold his mother, he would have to pay the price.

"What are you talking about-" Lin Shen's sword aura was all over the place, and the momentum of the two-star swordsman overwhelmingly pressed towards Feng Yu. He made up his mind, if this Fengyu dared to say a dirty word again, he would definitely make the other party's blood splash on the spot, otherwise, how could Lin Shen think of Lin Shen?

Feng Yu's face instantly became a little ugly, and he realized that the person opposite was actually a two-star swordsman. So, his face was pale, and he hesitated for a long time, but he didn't say a word of cruelty. Although Lin Shen's murderous aura only came from demon beasts, the indifference after Lin Yun's death made Feng Yu a little frightened.

Count him lucky, one more word. Even if Lin Shen didn't want to do it, in order to stick to his heart, he had to do it.

"Humph!" He snorted coldly, and no longer looked at Fengyu, who was sweating profusely.

Then he turned and left, the emaciated figure as lonely and desolate as ever.

Feng Yu looked at Lin Shen's figure that was gradually moving away, and there was a resentful light in his fearful eyes. Then after scolding at the surrounding people for a while, he rushed to the City Lord's Mansion......

PS: Xiaoxian knows that everyone doesn't like to insert nonsense in the text, but Xiaoxian still wants to ask for a collection and flowers. It's those flowers that Xiaoxian shamelessly voted for herself.