Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Woman in the Black Robe

The young man's face was hesitant and full of embarrassment, as if this move was selling his soul and trampling on his moral bottom line, but the index thumb of his right hand couldn't help rubbing back and forth, as if hinting at something.

"Do you know?"

Xiao Yishui almost gritted his teeth and said this, how could he not see that the young man wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price and take the opportunity to extort his spirit stone, but the mask was particularly important to him, and he was extremely unwilling to give up the clue.

"Who said I don't know, the man was skinny... Ah... My conscience hurts!"

The young man pretended to be, put his hands on his chest, gasped, and pretended to be uncomfortable, but his eyes glanced at the storage bag on Xiao Yishui's body from time to time, flickering.

"It's better not to play tricks!"

Xiao Yishui's clenched fist loosened again, and finally chose to endure it, gritted his silver teeth, and was full of unwillingness to take out another two-star spirit stone and throw it to the young man.

The young man took the spirit stone, his face suddenly showed a ray of joy, he quickly put the spirit stone away, his eyes rolled, and when he was about to continue pretending, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yishui's black face out of the corner of his eye, his face was a little unkind, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck again.

"Alas... That's it, seeing that you are so sincere and persistent, I will make an exception today and reluctantly tell you. ”

The young man shook his head, sighed, and his face showed embarrassment, and finally seemed to grit his teeth and make up his mind.

"The person who bought the mask is going in this direction. ”

The young man pointed in one direction in the crowd, his face swearing.

"The man was about twenty years old, tall and thin, and by the way, he had pockmarks on his face, and he was very easy to identify. ”

After a while, the young man couldn't help but sigh again, and covered his chest with his hands, as if he was accepting the condemnation of his conscience, as if he was aching faintly.

"Don't you want to trick me?"

Xiao Yishui's face showed a suspicious look, but when he saw the young man's appearance of a philistine, he felt that it was impossible to lie to him.

"Who lied to you!"

As soon as the young man heard this, he felt as if he had been stepped on by the tail, and immediately jumped up, his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and an unyielding emotion that was questioned instantly exploded.

"Hmph! It's better not to!"

Seeing the young man's expression, Xiao Yishui dispelled the doubts in his heart a little, snorted, and chased all the way in the direction pointed by the young man, as if he was afraid that he would be a step too late.

“shabi!”

Looking at the back of Xiao Yishui leaving in a hurry, the young man's face changed, with a playful smile, and he scolded with a smile in his mouth.

When Xiao Yishui asked him, he felt angry and funny, the master bought the mask, and even asked about his whereabouts in front of the master.

The young man was none other than Hu Qingniu, who came up after coming down the mountain.

Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity to use the fake spirit stone to do a few more votes, so I got Hu Qingniu, who was ever-changing, and I had a ghost in my heart.

Ran to the halfway up the mountain, concocted it in the same way, and faked a lot of two-star spirit stones and three-star spirit stones, after all, if Tang Liqing found out afterwards, if he wanted to use fake spirit stones to trade in the night market in the future, he might be in trouble, and tonight was the best time.

Although the appearance of the human form was only recognized by Tang Liqing, Hu Qingniu, who was a thief with a weak heart, happened to have a variety of faces, so he put on a mask with an excited face.

After wearing a variety of faces, it was not bad as he expected, this magic weapon was not driven by spiritual power, but with divine sense, and the consumption was not small, but he was not very human, and the bitter sea realm cultivated the method of divine consciousness, and devoured the sword intent, and the power of divine consciousness had already surpassed that of monks of the same level.

Wearing it on his face, it was like nothing, and he smoothly transformed into an ordinary-looking young man, and it was rare for Hu Qingniu to want to keep a low profile.

After returning to the mountain, he didn't bother to look around, so he simply set up a stall by himself, and went to the book to buy Zhu Guo, he never forgot the taste of Zhu Guo, and the most important thing was the medicinal power contained in Zhu Guo, which helped him break through his cultivation.

He had a strange thought in his heart, and deliberately set up a stall next to Tang Liqing, only feeling extremely excited, and there was a faint hope that Tang Liqing would see through the fake spirit stone, and then look at the wonderful expression on his face.

It's a pity that Tang Liqing didn't have time to see through it, and Zhu Guo didn't receive it, but an uninvited guest came who actually wanted to buy a mask, and he was extremely persistent about the person who bought the mask, which made him keep an eye on it.

This matter is strange, there are only two possibilities, either Xiao Yishui also has the method of divine consciousness and can use the mask freely, and the other explanation is that there are other secrets in the variety of faces, and it is not as simple as it seems.

As soon as Tang Liqing left, Hu Qingniu was afraid that Xiao Yishui would entangle and expose his identity, so he pretended to take Xiao Yishui away, and even gave him two two-star spirit stones.

"It's also lucky to meet this kind of fool, hehe. ”

Hu Qingniu had a look of banter on his face, and snorted coldly in his heart, I want to find the master?

It's just that in my heart, I can't help but ponder, what is the attraction of the ever-changing faces, it can be seen that Xiao Yishui cares very much, and there is an imperative.

It seems that he has looked for Tang Liqing more than once, but because the spirit stone on his body is not enough to buy, he has been delaying, and it can be seen that his spirit stone is not rich, but he is willing to use the spirit stone to buy a mask, the more he thinks about it, the more it is not simple.

After this play, tonight's night market time has quietly arrived, and many disciples began to pack up their things, and retreated to the bottom of the mountain in different directions, Hu Qingniu could only leave helplessly when he saw this.

Through inquiry, he already knew that the night market was not held every night, it was opened once every ten days, and it was not in the same place, and he was afraid of being discovered by the law enforcement disciples of the sect.

Hu Qingniu scoffed, according to his thoughts, it is estimated that the disciples who came to the night market also have the existence of law enforcement disciples, how could the sect not know about it, just turn a blind eye.

At this time, he was also a little impatient, wanting to return to Nishang Peak and study the various faces to see if there were any other secrets.

Following the direction in his memory, Hu Qingniu rushed towards the direction of Nishang Peak, he was a thief with a weak heart, and he took small roads all the way, avoiding other disciples.

After all, in the night market, many people are hiding their identities, so naturally no one will check them, but Hu Qingniu can't guarantee that he is a black household now.

"Huh?"

Halfway through, Hu Qingniu suddenly stopped, and he was shocked in his heart, he found a cold figure in front of him, looking extremely thin in the night, a black robe wrapped around his body, and his delicate and convex figure was even more concave.

It was the black-robed woman in the night market.

What surprised Hu Qingniu was that in front of the black-robed woman, there were two other acquaintances, who were the senior brother surnamed Chen and the senior brother of Duck Voice.