"I heard no—the pit demon isn't dead, and the news came from the damn old man."

"Well, I've heard that, too."

"Let's go, let's see, see"

A small group of monks talked a lot, then turned and left, heading towards a troubled place in the Chicken Imperial City.

Shinonome was surprised.

It seems that this old man is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

It has only been a few days, and the news can be spread in large quantities, which also makes him slightly relieved.

Against the five-party forces, it seems that there is hope.

Dongyun looked at the crowded and busy street, spit out a sullen breath in his heart, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the crowded and dense place.

"News - news - the latest news of the pit demon is coming, come and see, the news that 10,000 spirit stones are accurately located at one time"

As soon as Dongyun arrived in this crowded place, he heard these amazing words that made his heart tremble.

Amazing!

Looking at this one, the old man who was sitting across a pile of big grass stomping. Dongyun was a little shocked, even more shocked, this old thing's means.

There are no threes, twos, threes, and they don't dare to kick the south sky.

It is known to all people that they are guilty of sin.

In this troubled world, on the occasion of the great world, there is news of this demon who has harmed thousands of people, and there must be many forces who want to get rid of it as soon as possible. Among them, there are many big forces, and there are several powerful dynasties that hate them to the core.

Not bad――

It is the more than ten imperial forces that are pitted under the ninety-eighth peak of the Jihuang Mountain Range.

Under such pressure.

Not only did this old man not endure it, but he was blatant and set up a stall in broad daylight. However, it is safe and sound, and people have to be convinced, Dongyun can be sure that this old man must not be simple, and the energy is really terrifying.

Far away.

Dongyun looked at this old man who was blowing foaming and flying wildly, and flickered a large group of monks in the field.

"Heety Machine".

"Stop, call me Xitianji again, if you can't kill you, you have to call me Tianji Old Man." When a monk had just opened his mouth and called out to the heavens. The old man jumped up with a 'poof', and took out the two-inch knife behind him, with a murderous look on his face.

Threats, naked threats.

In this public, this monk wanted to go against the grain, but he forbeared. Obviously, he knew that this old man could not be offended, so he didn't say a word, his face was flushed, and finally he squeezed out four words in his mouth: "Old Man Tianji".

Speechless!

Many monks were speechless and watched the old man in the field playing tricks, and no one dared to take a step forward.

"Old man Tianji, may I ask if the news that you have a pit demon and are still alive is reliable."

A monk asked curiously.

Putting away the two-inch-long knife, squinting his eyes, and scanning the large group of monks, this thing took the strand of snow-white beard under his chin and said in a deep voice: "As for the news that came out of the mouth of my old man, who dares to say that it is fake, you, you, you?"

Lao Bangzi squinted at the nearest few people present, and he was playing with a fork.

As soon as these words came out, no one spoke.

This made Dongyun, who was standing not far away, stunned.

With a flick of the robe, his hands behind his back, Dongyun strode forward, the snow-white robe reflected him like a boy who slipped off the street, and the thick black hair behind him showed a domineering superiority.

The eyes are deep and sharp.

The steps are not fast or slow, but there is a sense of rhythm that shocks the heart.

As soon as you enter.

The old man who was foaming at the mouth swept away. Suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed on the wrinkled face of the old man. But he turned his head and looked natural.

"Everyone, listen, today, it's today, but I got the news of the pit demon again. For the sake of your stupid sincerity."

"Old thing, who are you scolding stupid nickname!" Before the old man could finish his words, the monk who had scolded him before jumped up, and there was a great momentum of immediate revenge, because a large number of monks were looking at the old man angrily.

Seeing the wind turning the rudder, the face sailed.

Seeing aroused the anger of the crowd.

Lao Bangzi stretched out his dead wood-like hand disapplausively, and said, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, you are not stupid." ”。

As the words fell, Yu Guang glanced at Dongyun.

Then he said: "The news is absolutely accurate, but well! This spirit stone must also have weight, otherwise there is no need to ask, rest assured, I am an anonymous shipment, and I will not let the pit demon track it down."

Huh――

Many people sighed.

They all looked at this product with disbelief in their eyes.

In the face of the doubts of this group of people, the old thief glanced to the east and west, as if to prevent the thief and said: "Send the most sincere news, the pit demon is injured, it is still a very strict injury, and he is currently in retreat."

It's not heavy, but it's amazing.

Many people believe that the injury of the pit demon is inevitable.

But-

Everything has to be in front of you to be sure.

And Lao Bangzi must have seen such outstanding words.

"Old Man Tianji, where is he now! If you say it, I will pay you ten spirit stones, and you should have the right to play in the water!" Although a monk looks like an ordinary monk, his extraordinary bearing is sure that he must be extraordinary.

After the monk's words, Lao Bangzi shook his head calmly, stretched out his dry palm and shook it, and then looked at the monk with a look of contempt: "Don't come out to mix if you are poor, you will be embarrassed! If you can't afford it, get out of the way and don't block Lord Ben's business."

Lean-

It's too tricky.

Many people were surprised from the bottom of their hearts.

"You are stupid for us! Fu Lingshi gave you this unknown position, if you have the heart to help everyone find this culprit, just say it." A monk descended the old man.

"Give me a copy of the news of the pit demon, to be real, in addition, the last Jihuang Mountain treasure map, good value for money, good, good. When many people were puzzled by Lao Bangzi, Dongyun stood up, dressed in a white robe, looking at the world.

Very imposing, very strict.

"Ugh!"

Lao Bangzi was stunned for a few moments, and then his eyes were like a mirror.

With a wave of his dirty big sleeves, he glanced at the surrounding group of monks in a very low manner, his mouth was not clean, and he said with a sarcastic look: "See no-see no-you illiterate idiots, hurry up, this son, what's the name, called"

"Immortal Son". Shinonome added speechlessly.

Lao Bangzi patted the wrinkled brain, as if the sky lantern was a little bit and said: "That's it, that's it, the immortal son, the son of the patriarch, has done a business with my old man, this is trust, this is my old man's perfect work, it's worth the money." Hurry up and get out, don't buy the information, otherwise, you won't be able to cut it to death." After speaking, his face changed, and he felt the two-inch-long knife behind him.

Damn!

Threaten people with a two-inch-long knife, and treat people as small fish and shrimp.

But-

No one dared to brave the wind and waves, and they all retreated to the side.

However, when this group of people retreated to the side, there were more than a dozen strange people, but they came behind this backward person and squeezed forward.

"What's the matter, my old man's words are like a fart?" Looking at these monks who came forward, Lao Bangzi's face was cold, and he had the momentum to start brushing.

And Shinonome, who was standing on the sidelines, understood.

The big fish took the bait.

If nothing else, these more than ten people are the masters who want to buy his life with spirit stones, but they are dressed ordinarily, and they can't be determined which forces they are.

These dozen monks.

They all stood quietly, looking at Lao Bangzi, and there was not much movement.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

That's it.

No one takes the lead, there is no future, Dongyun is at the beginning, this group of people has settled down, although this group of people stand forward, but they are waiting for Dongyun to come forward to trade.

Look at the face, how strong.

Dongyun has a hand on these truths.

Step forward.

The face is stern and very serious. His eyes were deep but not real and majestic: "Old man Tianji, make a price, where is the devil."

"I'm an old acquaintance, what kind of price do you offer, it's too out-of-the-box! Light money hurts feelings, and interceding hurts people's hearts. In this way, this news, only charge you nine layers, you can pay 5,000 spirit stones, and quietly tell you, my news is worth 10,000, in addition, the pit demon is not good, maybe the monk who turns into a spirit can kick him to death with one kick." The old man, with a thief's eyes, looked at the more than ten monks around him as if he was guarding against them.

Shinonome ""

For Lao Bangzi's ruthlessness, Dongyun can only express it in speechlessness.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was five or six thousand spirit stones, which was purely a lion's big mouth, even Dongyun, who was the lord of a country, had never seen a few spirit stones. Not to mention others.

Five thousand.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a small number. But with the addition of the word spirit stone, it would be terrifying.

"Three thousand! Trade and trade, and leave if you don't trade." The scenes are sufficient, and the appearance must be true. This is tempting more than a dozen tempting people.

"No, four thousand nine".

Dongyun was not angry or happy, and shouted again: "Three thousand one."

"Four thousand eight".

"Three thousand two" Shinonome continued to increase the price.

Lao Bangzi opened his mouth and came: "Four thousand seven."

"Three thousand five" Dongyun will increase the price again.

"Four thousand six—"

"Three Thousand Six"

"Four thousand five—"

"Three Thousand Seven"

"Four thousand four-"

"Three Thousand Eight"

"Four thousand three-"

"Three Thousand Nine"

"Four thousand three-"

"Four thousand"

"Four thousand two—"

"Forty-one"

"A good deal, forty-one is forty-one". Lao Bangzi didn't think much about it, so he beat the final word in everyone's stunned eyes.

Forty-one spirit stones were decisively sent up, and Dongyun smiled in Lao Bangzi's stunned eyes and said: "The spirit stone is paid, the information has not arrived, the speed is point, my son's time is expensive!"

"Damn, this is all right, it's actually forty-one out of four." A monk said extremely speechlessly, this kind of bargaining, no one would have thought that at the final moment, there would be a shocking reversal.

Lao Bangzi was stunned.

I thought fiercely in my heart: "Damn, it's good that it's not true, otherwise my old man would have jumped off the building." I wanted to think about it, but my face changed, I stared at Dongyun viciously, and I took out the two-inch-long knife, and roared angrily: "Changsheng Gongzi, you play yin, yin my old man, don't kill you today, I don't call Xitianji, look at the knife-."

The heart is smiling and the face is quiet, and the strict sù is serious.

Dongyun stretched out his slender and white hand, made a stop posture, and then stared at Xi Tianji with a pair of deep pupils: "Xi Tianji, who said the deal, forty-one is forty-one."

"Me!"

Xi Tianji said a little depressed.

Dongyun no longer looked at Lao Bangzi, but turned around and looked at the large group of monks who were watching the excitement: "You say, is this deal established?"