Little Atul led Mu Qing through the streets and alleys, inquired all the way, and finally stopped in front of a wooden building covering a wide area, and there was a dead wood plaque hanging on the lintel of this wooden building, with three big characters of the Holy Family - "Dada Pavilion".

The meaning of the word "Dada" in the language of the Holy Race is roughly all-encompassing and lacking nothing.

Mu Qing knows that this "Dada Pavilion" is a market where everything is bought and sold. However, this breath is loud enough to be incommensurate with this somewhat dilapidated wooden building.

The boss of this "Dada Pavilion" Fang City is one of the several people of the same clan mentioned by the old shaman to Mu Qing, it is said that the age is much older than the old shaman, and the generation is also higher, I don't know how many generations, named Wind Chime, is an old woman. He is a second-level shaman of the Wind Warrior Division.

And the name of the old shaman is called Sycamore. This is what Mu Qing later heard from Xiao Atu.

At that time, the old shaman suggested that after Mu Qing arrived in Blood Pool City, she would first come to this wind chime shaman, saying that she knew more about the treasures of the blood clan in the ancient holy law realm than herself, and it could be called an encyclopedia.

......

It was still Xiao Attu in front and Mu Qing behind, and the two of them stepped into Dada Pavilion.

The decoration inside is very simple, but it is very wide, there are dozens of long blankets horizontally and vertically, and there are bottles, jars, boxes, and various colored crystals and magic utensils on the blankets, and there is a small wooden sign next to it, with words on it.

The surrounding walls are also full of animal skin bags of various colors, and each animal skin bag has a wooden sign with words on it.

Dozens of Blood-Clan people shuttled through the long carpet like a stall, sometimes picking up a piece of goods to take a closer look.

Mu Qing looked up at the beams of the house, and saw two straw ropes hanging down there, with a wooden board tied in the middle, and a young man of the blood clan sat on the wooden board with Erlang's legs crossed, swaying back and forth. The customer below asked for a price, and the young man quoted a price.

This way of opening the market is a common practice of the blood clan, and Mu Qing has walked down in the past few years, and it is no longer strange.

Little Atul waved at the young man above, showed a sweet smile, and asked, "This brother, is the wind chime shaman grandmother here?"

The young man glanced at the two of them and said slowly, "No—"

Little Atul was not annoyed by the young man's attitude, and said, "We were introduced by Grandpa Musk Shaman, and we want to meet Grandma Wind Chime, can my brother help?"

The young man shook his head and said impatiently, "Musk deer, I don't know, I haven't heard of it." Your wind chime grandma is very busy, she is not available!"

If it is said that this young man was ignorant of the answer before, this sentence is a bit deliberately annoying. This is really a bit of a big shop.

Little Atul glanced at the young man, took a few steps forward, came to a stall, and suddenly pointed to a spar and shouted, "Fake! Fake! This is a fake!"

The blood people are very honest and very disgusted with fakes, so fakes rarely appear in the market, and even shoddy phenomena are rare. Hearing someone shouting "fake", the people in the house immediately gathered around.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Little girl, don't shout if you don't understand!

While listening to Mu Qing's transmission, Xiao Attu pointed to the fist-sized spar and said: "This stone, you marked it as 'perfect delphinium crystal, weighing one catty and six taels', but this stone is all broken inside, all broken into slag, is it not a fake?"

A monk took this piece of delphinium crystal in his hand, knocked it, shook it, and sure enough, he heard a tiny sound inside, and raised his head and shouted at the young man: "But isn't it! It's all broken, and it is said to be perfect! I can't see it if I don't look at it carefully, I almost bought it just now!"

The young man jumped down with a swish, snatched the piece of delphinium crystal, and carefully examined it, and at this look, his face changed a little, and he said embarrassedly: "Everyone, I'm really sorry! This item was not carefully inspected by me, and it is indeed flawed! But this is not a fake!"

As he spoke, he glared at Xiao Attu fiercely, and saw Mu Qing, who was strange and tightly wrapped in a cloak beside Xiao Atul, and he was even more angry.

Being pointed out as a fake in front of so many people greatly damaged his reputation as a Dada Court. The young man was very angry, but he did not dare to attack.

In this market, he receives and sells goods every day, no less than hundreds of pieces, and he does the work of inspection and pricing alone, and it is inevitable that there will be small mistakes.

Little Atul didn't give up, stared back at the young man with a little face, and said: "There are fakes in your store, this is an ugly thing that everyone in our blood clan despises, you little guy doesn't count, tell your boss to come out!"

As soon as this remark came out, the melon-eating crowd who did not know the truth immediately echoed and said, "Yes, yes, call your boss out!"

The young man's face turned pale, and he suppressed his anger vigorously, and explained: "Everyone, this thing is really a mistake in my inspection, and it is definitely not intended to be shoddy, please forgive me! How many years have I Dada Pavilion been operating in Blood Pool City, and you don't know that our reputation and reputation are not the first, but also the top three!"

Little Atul was sharp and unforgiving, and said: "You said that you made a mistake in the inspection, but you made a mistake? I think you did it on purpose! Even if you didn't mean it, then you have to be responsible! I think, don't do it, you guy!"

At this moment, the young man was a little unable to hang up, and was about to have a seizure, only to hear the sound of footsteps on the second floor, followed by an old woman of the blood clan on crutches walking down slowly.

This old woman is a little hunchbacked, she doesn't look tall, only more than one foot and two feet, but she is extremely fat, her big face is pouting, covering her neck, and the two naked eye bubbles are like the kind of goldfish called "Wangtian", bulging, and the soft armor on her body seems to float on those fat meat, especially the two pieces on her chest, which shake when she walks.

When the old woman reached the middle of the stairs, she stopped and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please listen to the old woman." This thing is flawed, it's my grandson's omission, I'm sorry everyone! Today, all the goods in our store are 10% off!"

He sighed again and said, "Hey—this grandson is getting older, and the old woman is getting more and more unable to control it, and she dares to bully customers! When he is free tonight, he will definitely beat him with 300 rods!"

The appearance of this old woman can be regarded as relieving the young man.

The young man's face was full of grievances, and he lowered his head and said to the old woman: "Grandma, what you said, when did I dare to bully customers?"

"Say!"

The old woman's crutches slammed against the floor with a thud.

Mu Qing saw it really, this old woman of the blood clan had a long horn on her forehead that was nine inches, and there was a snake-like tail around her waist, which was more than a whole circle, according to her waistline, this long tail was more than ten feet long.

Little Attu bowed respectfully to the old woman, and said obediently: "You are the wind chime shaman grandmother, junior Atu, this is my younger brother, we were introduced by the musk shaman's grandfather." ”

Among the customers present, there were also regular customers, who knew this wind chime shaman, and when they saw her come out to play a round game, they naturally had to give face, and they all gave gifts to this wind chime shaman, and welcomed her practice of "nine percent off".

The wind chime shaman glanced at Xiao Attu and Mu Qing, and said, "Is that the little guy from the Sycamore Deer...... Alright, come up with me!"

With that, he turned around, twisted his huge ass, and walked up step by step.

Little Atul couldn't help laughing, pulled Mu Qing to follow, and secretly said to Mu Qing: "Brother, your method is really good!"