The person who beat Hou Lin'er's group of beggars to the point of crying dad and mother, and also occupied their field, is naturally Zhuoer. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the person sitting on Jingyang Gang will only sigh with some puns and cold jokes of "not outstanding, but drowning elves", the habit of being a teacher has long entered the late stage of incurable.

Therefore, before turning into a beggar, a job with a deep history, Zhuoer also had to suffer the mental devastation of someone.

"Your qualifications are not bad, although you can't talk about Immortal Bone Shanshan, but your six senses are keen, far beyond ordinary people, and you seem to know a little bit about the method of cultivating the form god? Although this method is of a slightly lower grade, it is only worthy of being included in the countdown among the various cultivation methods that Wei has seen, but if you can master a little foundation, there is a benefit. ”

The person who spoke, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, was making a peerless appearance: "It doesn't matter if the skin has black spots, with such a healthy complexion, maybe you can deceive some ignorant girls." But in practice, you can't blindly go down the dark path, especially if you are a young person who has been a spy for many years, the three views have their own gloomy places, and you can no longer soak down the treacherous and changeable path -- this is not good for mental health. ”

After a moment of digging from his sleeve, the fairy warlock took out a bamboo slip and threw it at him.

It was just a bamboo slip with a sigil that Zhuo Er couldn't understand, but when his fingers touched the bamboo slip, a large esoteric text emerged.

"The "Hanguang Tibetan Hui Chapter" contained on this bamboo slip emphasizes the rest of delusions, concentrating on introspection, bathing in snow and clear heart, and straining in the sky, and it is also a rare authentic secret book of Xuanmen - although I only took out a small half. If you don't understand something, ask me again. ”

Although it was really difficult for Drow to get used to this kind of behavior of his life-saving benefactor and creditor, he couldn't help but think of those gods in his hometown who pretended to be gods but had no talent for acting.

But as an unsuccessful spy, soaking in the sewage of conspiracy and betrayal all year round, Drow has somewhat mastered some of his own skills.

When your life was saved by the other party, and the guy who looked extremely unreliable was a great cultivator with a very high and high realm, enough to look up to, then hugging your thighs was the best choice.

Therefore, even though the words on the bamboo slip were written elegantly and tamely, and some allusions that he did not understand at all from time to time, Zhuoer still spent three days memorizing the entire "Hanguang Hidden Glory Chapter".

And next, it was a whole day of the old Wei family's signature cramming education, someone above was full of interest, quoting scriptures, and the only audience below, who couldn't hear it clearly, was confused, and it was all supported by perseverance.

This is a very simple idea in Drow.

Since this new boss is a great cultivator who needs himself and has to look up to his useless master, then his teaching is an opportunity that he has never had before.

Finally finished talking about the simple mysteries in the "Hanguang Hidden Glory Chapter", the immortal warlock glanced at Zhuo'er, who was still desperately memorizing his words, shook his head slightly, and then unfolded the bamboo slip terminal in his hand-

"Welcome to the Leprechaun Flour Packet, we are the logistics station of the multiverse. Now spend more than 200 coupons, surprise gifts non-stop!"

And in this advertising slogan, which I don't know whether to say whether it is good or not, the tall crystal dragonborn merchant shows his face.

With that crystal-shaped single horn, Badres, who had resold a large amount of military rations to the late Han Dynasty, smiled, and showed a smile to Wei Ye, but after opening his mouth, it was completely irrelevant: "Ah...... It's you, Miss Suzuka's uncle. Can you convey a word to Miss Suzuka for me? She dug the big hole of "Phantom Night Copy", but she still has no intention of filling the hole...... Are you going to just abandon us souls at the bottom of the pit? ”

"Good crystal dragonborn, what do you say about the unjust soul at the bottom of the pit, wake up, business has come to the door. ”

Interrupting the other party's words mercilessly, Wei Ye went straight to the point: "Although the goblin flour package is a bulk grain and oil business, Wei knows that you also have investment in the tableware industry?"

"That's right!" As soon as he mentioned his business, the half-dragon merchant immediately picked up a list of samples and sent it over: "Look, this is our latest flagship magic tableware series package!

Appearing in the hands of the Banlong merchant was an old-fashioned soup pot, the hemispherical body of the pot showed a kind of mellow beauty, but the body of the pot covered with black charred showed a faint gold: "This is a delicious cream soup pot, as long as you pour water into the pot and put a nail on it, you will have a pot full of cream soup that you can't drink." According to the needs of customers, we have launched hundreds of flavors such as French lobster milk pot and Italian mixed boiled milk pot ......"

"Stop, stop, I know what this magic cauldron is all about. Aren't they all equipped with a small dimensional door in this pot, which leads directly to the kitchen of the fairy kingdom closest to the user? ”

After being debunked by the immortal warlock, the half-dragon merchant didn't mind at all, and took out a white porcelain jar with a warm glaze: "This is a salt jar that will never be used up." As long as the salt grains are put into the jar, and then poured down, it will flow out with an endless stream of salt, which is a perfect portable condiment! In addition to the salt jar, we have also developed special varieties such as sugar jars and spice jars, which are definitely a good helper for your travel!

"Huh...... I remember that you can't use up the jar of salty salt, it seems that it was made from the divine power curse 'Salt Pile' in a certain point in time and space, right? A divine curse that can convert all matter into table salt, and once it gets out of control, it can destroy a country. What does Wei want this dangerous goods to do!"

“...... Mr. ”

"What?"

"Are you here to buy something, or are you here to smash the field? ”

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Drow watched as the sorcerer spread out a scroll of bamboo slips, and then watched him smile at the wordless bamboo slips, frown, focus, and mock.

The Great Cultivator who was originally floating in the clouds was in front of him at this moment, but Zhuo Er felt that his imagination of those masters in the past was shattered.

But the culprit is calm, and he is still judging the same display of goods, and he is very picky.

"Isn't this 'one strawberry fruit box a day' a constant magic berry?

"A bag of dry food with additional grain making skills? This thing can only get a piece of dry food that can't be boiled soft every day, who wants this thing except to survive in the wilderness?"

"This feast tablecloth is not bad, spread a piece during a picnic outing, you can have whatever you want, but it lacks the fun of picnic. But what Wei wanted was not such a convenient and comfortable thing. ”

Hearing that the patron in front of him was too bad on the left and inferior on the right, and even the feast tablecloth that could become a collection for many spellcasters didn't have too many good words, Bardris finally became a little impatient: "What do you really want?"

Wei Ye didn't look at the half-dragon merchant's face that was gradually darkening, his eyes turned and he pointed to an inconspicuous small stone bowl on the shelf: "Show it to me." ”

The jet-black stone bowl was placed in a corner alone, and compared with the various magic weapons and props that exuded aura, it looked so ordinary and cold.

The half-dragon merchant glanced at the immortal warlock suspiciously: "This is not a magic weapon, it's just an antique that is very old." ”

Wei Ye nodded: "I know it's not a magic weapon, but Wei feels that there is a very familiar smell on this stone bowl." ”

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For the black stone bowl handed over by the new boss, Zhuoer was actually a little resistant.

"Boss, I think my face is already dark, and I don't need you to stress it again with this thing. ”

Zhuoer looked at Wei Ye and said very sincerely. But it was obvious that his sincerity did not make the other party feel: "Although this stone bowl is a little dark, it is an antique with great historical value, and I will give it to you because this thing is very helpful to you." In terms of selecting equipment, Wei has always considered himself to have a good vision. ”

The good eye is to take such a black stone bowl that is too big to pound garlic and too small to give me?

This sentence was swallowed wisely in his throat and not spoken directly.

Ignoring the dissenting expression of Drow, the fairy warlock played with the black stone bowl with a rough outer edge with one hand, and said in a very ancient manner: "Don't dislike this stone bowl as ugly, as a stone, it is older than you and mine, and as an antique, it is a witness to a poignant love." ”

"It is said that on the island across the sea, there is an outstanding beauty that attracts many lustful wild bees and butterflies to pursue. But this girl is probably naturally tired of these lustful disciples, and does not shy away from them......"

Seeing that the new boss began to talk to himself again, Zhuoer had no choice but to resign himself to playing the role of praise: "Boss, in this kind of story, of course, it should be a down-and-out genius who abducted the big beauty, but I don't think those powerless sour people will use this kind of rough black benzene stone guy as a token of love." ”

The only one who can take this kind of stupid guy is a black-faced rough man like himself. Drow silently added in his heart.

"If it's the kind of boring story of hooking up and adultering, where is it worthy of coming out of Wei's mouth? The beauty in this story has a wonderful temperament, and the wonderful thing is that she is generally unpretentious to the prince, the minister, and the rich businessman. But in order to send these annoying perverts away from afar, I asked them to find those rare treasures in the world, such as the jade tree of the fairy mountain, the seven dragon balls of the divine dragon, and so on. And a prince was sent to the Buddha country by this beauty to welcome the stone bowl used by the Buddha. ”

"Boss, don't tell me, this stone bowl is the holy object of the Buddha, this thing is too valuable, taking it out will make the bald people's eyes burst into flames. ”

The immortal sorcerer snorted from his nostrils: "The stone bowl used by the Buddha is the supreme treasure enshrined by the Heavenly King of Bishamen, and only the Buddha can hold it. After the Buddha was destroyed, this stone bowl shone out in vain and disappeared into the Vulture Mountain, how could it be so easy to get his hands on? In short, the prince listened to this condition, thought hard for a long time, and did not know how to find this treasure of Buddhism, so he simply found an ancient temple in the deep mountains that had been untouched for a long time, and stole a black stone bowl enshrined in front of the Arhat statue, and regarded it as a stone bowl of the Buddha and dedicated it to the beautiful person. ”

Listening to the new boss's words, Drow looked at the black stone bowl and had a bad premonition.

And Wei Ye didn't live up to his premonition at all, and said with a smile: "Since this stone bowl blackened by lamp oil and coal smoke can't afford to be a Buddha at all, the scam will naturally be exposed on the spot, and both the prince and the stone bowl will be sent out of the gate." Only this vassal and elegant prince composed a short song to show his innocence: The Buddha's stone bowl is ashamed of your radiant beauty, and I have thrown away this stone bowl now, but I can't give up my love for you. ”

After the story was finished, Zhuo Er looked at Wei Ye expressionlessly: "Boss, you better just give me a broken bowl, at least it's lighter than this thing." ”

Wei Ye was unmoved by Zhuo'er's passive resistance: "My generation of cultivators, where do you want to see the surface of things? This stone bowl was originally placed in the ancient temple, and I don't know how many years it has been supported by incense offerings, although it is not a treasure, but it has also been stained by the breath of Buddhism for a long time. With it, there is naturally a Buddhist aura enveloping the whole body, and no matter how fake the monk is, others look like masters of ascetic practice. The best thing is that this stone bowl is not a magic weapon, and it has not been trained by magic, so no one can see through it in your spare time, and it is even better to use it to cover your identity. ”

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock shook his sleeve and pulled out a wooden staff as black as black iron: "With the rice bowl and one less cane, you can also take this ebony cane with you." ”

"If you want a rice bowl and a dog stick, boss, you really think about it for me......"

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Holding the ebony cane, Zhuoer opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the black stone bowl in front of him, and a few copper coins in the stone bowl, and sighed slightly.

Then he closed his eyes again, silently following the method of "Hanguang Zanghui Chapter", collecting the five senses, and gradually harmonizing his mind with the surrounding environment of Jizo Nunnery.

You don't need to deliberately feel whether there is a breath between heaven and earth that echoes with you, you just need to listen, the breeze passes through the anthill, the water vapor is steaming on the leaf surface, the dust is flying in the air, and even the footsteps that feel chaotic on weekdays feel like a fit at this moment.

But in such a faction of harmony, there is one thing that makes him feel extremely discordant.

It seemed to be a woman walking out of the gate of Jizo Nunnery, but in Drow's perception, the woman's bones made a subtle writhing sound, and even the posture of walking was much stiffer than that of others.

Drow opened his eyes, and what he saw was a very beautiful woman, the object of his eyes for days. From the naked eye, her every move touches a man's heart, and there is nothing special about it.

But in Drow's eyes, this beautiful woman is like a finely crafted doll, always lacking a trace of human freshness.