As a city of monks located in a peaceful area, Yantian City has not been involved in any disputes for nearly seventy years, and has remained prosperous and wealthy. After decades of painstaking development, the 'Maotian Sword Sect' that manages the city has successfully become one of the powerful in the Northern Continent, with more than 10,000 inner disciples and ten elders in the Jindan period, which is in the heyday since the founding of the faction.

Looking at the entire Yantian City, although there are strange people and strange people, few people dare to spread wild on the head of the Maotian Sword Sect. Even if it was a Jindan monk, if he suffered the loss of the Maotian Sword Sect in the city, then he had to obediently admit his bad luck and dare not complain.

However, there is an accident in everything.

In the past few days, Yantian City is holding the 'Heavenly Dao Poetry Conference'. The monks who thought that they were both excellent in poetry and sword came to participate, and for ten consecutive nights they competed with others under the Yantian Pagoda in the center of the city, and wrote poems on the spot.

Since the winners were able to receive the generous prizes prepared by the Utian Sword Sect, the participants were more than one year after another. In recent years, it has almost become the most important literary event in the northern continent.

The poetry meeting has been going on smoothly for eight nights, and the number of excellent works is far greater than in previous years, but no masterpieces have yet been born. Just when people were expecting a new famous phrase to be born, something strange happened. Suddenly an anomaly descended from the sky, and a pair of large hands grabbed at the tower where the winning prizes were held.

None of the people present had ever seen such a formation, and they had no clue where this big hand came from. However, stealing at such an important conference was obviously a challenge to the authority of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Several Jindan elders didn't say a word to stop them, and they repelled the big hand with just one combination.

Just when everyone thought that the thief was seriously injured and fled, the big hand actually killed him again. Grabbed a huge iron rod and came to make trouble.

Although the thief brought a weapon this time, the result was still the same, and he was easily driven away by Brother Jindan. The conference was only suspended for more than half an hour, and it was quickly resumed, and the champion of the night was successfully contested, and a Heart God Pill was obtained as a reward.

Tonight is the ninth day of the conference, the semi-finals. The prize was exchanged for an even more precious item - a magic weapon 'Fire Worker Fairchild'.

The sun is sinking in the west, the lights are on, and the Yantian Pagoda is full of visitors. People have forgotten about the episodes that came out last night, and are talking privately about the contestants who competed tonight.

It was then that the vision reappeared. A large amount of white powder suddenly fell from the sky, like a sandstorm. For a moment, it obscured the stars, moons, and lights, and shrouded the entire city in darkness. I can't see anything clearly.

"This white powder is...... Flour?!"

After several confirmations by the monks, it was indeed flour.

"Where did you get so much flour and who is sprinkling it?"

Just when people were trapped by this question and couldn't figure it out, a huge suction force suddenly came from the sky. Seeing this, the Jindan elders were nervous, and they thought it was some kind of demon spell, and they used body protection spells to defend themselves. Soon they discovered that there didn't seem to be any aura fluctuations in the suction, as if it wasn't a spell......

That is, after more than ten seconds, the suction power suddenly disappeared, and most of the flour was dispersed. There were no injuries around the Tower, except for the prizes on the tower.

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In front of the box, Zhuoer grabbed the pure gold plate the size of the basin, and shouted excitedly, "Lao Tzu, I have made a fortune!!

At his feet, there were empty woven bags of flour and a high-powered vacuum cleaner.

After the lesson of the beating he had received last night, Drow did not dare to reach out to the tower, even if his head was iron. It hurts so much. Since you can't fight the enemy, you can only outwit it.

He rubbed his chin and pondered for five minutes, thinking of such a strategy. First, a hundred pounds of flour were shaken down as smoke bombs throughout the city, and the monks in the monk poked the vacuum cleaner pipe into it when he was nervous and panicked, and sucked the gold out when people were unprepared.

The vacuum cleaner's suction, magnified countless times, successfully completed its mission, sucking in the heavy gold plate. The gold plate returned to its original size the second it was out of the box, breaking through the pipe and jumping out, a little squeezed and deformed.

Drow grabbed the gold plate and measured it on the scale, a full ten kilograms, so beautiful that his snot came out.

While carrying out the plan, he was always worried that the vacuum cleaner would suck up some mess and blow up his house. Or suck a big living person back and kill yourself, after all, the people in the box world are not easy to deal with.

Fortunately, none of these situations have happened, but it does not mean that this move is absolutely safe, and it can not be used. If you walk a lot at night, you will see ghosts.

Grabbing the gold, Drow pulls out the phone and calls his old classmate who is a hooligan in the city, asking him to help him get rid of the stolen goods. Before he could dial out, the soles of his feet were suddenly hit by a box.

"Oh, by the way, this thing should have been on top of a gold plate, and it was sucked in. ”

Considering the value of the gold plate, the box on it should be worth more. Drow opened it in anticipation, and it contained only a ceramic artifact, a chubby little doll.

"What the hell, it's not as good as a matryoshka doll. What is this thing for?"

Zhuo Er didn't think that the immortals in the box world would put a worthless thing in such a grand place, this porcelain doll must have his role, I don't know what kind of fairy treasure it is.

"But...... How do I use it?"

I grabbed this little thing and tinkered with it for a long time, but there was no clue. Drow ran out of patience, dropped it in a drawer, and went on the phone.

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The gold plate is too big and heavy, and it is a bit eye-catching to take it out and sell it in one go. According to the instructions of his old classmate, Zhuoer filed it with a file for one night, took down enough to sell 500,000 RMB, and drove into the city early the next morning.

When he repented of the county, he had become a rich man, and the deposit in his bank card had skyrocketed from 8,000 yuan to 610,000 yuan.

"Get rich, get rich!"

The rich people did not spend money indiscriminately, mainly because there was really no place to spend money in Qishan County. He swept some snacks for lunch in the small supermarket downstairs, and then sat back in front of the box to peek at the little beautiful girl Luo Qi.

At this time, Yu Luo Qi was standing by the river and waving his arms to the sky. She'd been waving all morning, trying to call out her big hand, but to no avail. There wasn't even a cloud in the sky.

Until Daddy Yu went out to run errands, she still didn't give up. It's not so much that she's trying to call out Drow, it's that she's angry. She waved her hand and stored up her anger to herself, intending to wait for the big hand to appear and burst out and punch him twice.

Zhuoer saw Yu Luoqi's unhappy expression, and then realized that he had neglected this little beauty, and hurriedly grabbed a piece of potato chips and handed it to her to make amends.

In the middle of the world in the box, the oversized potato chips were pinched in Drow's hand, and the pestle was in front of Yu Luoqi's mouth.

"What the hell is this? Why are you poking me with it?"

Yu Luo Qi was very unhappy and pushed away the potato chips with her hands. Drow was amused to see her like this, and urged her to try this delicious junk food from another world.

"Eat, eat fat. I don't want to have a chance to eat such big chips. ”

Just as the two were at a stalemate, there was a noise in the desk drawer. The porcelain doll, which looked like a matryoshka doll, wriggled its arms and legs.

Drow was startled when he heard this, and the potato chips came out of his hand and smashed on Yu Luoqi's head. He didn't care about the displeasure of his sweetheart in the box, and hurriedly opened the drawer to check.

"What the hell is this!"

In the drawer, the porcelain doll was dragging a flame in both hands, looking like it wanted to set fire to the house.