There is a small square not far from the shop, and the lively place mentioned by Hanjiang Diaosu is there. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zong Xiu walked over, found a vacant lot, and then said to Hanjiang Diaosuo: "You go find a sign for me." ”

Hanjiang Diaosu looked at Zong Xiu in surprise, and said suspiciously: "Hey, you also have to sell yourself to bury your father...... Oh no, don't you have a team?"

Zong Xiu said: "I have other uses. ”

Hanjiang Diaoyu said strangely: "What can it be for?"

"If you don't, then I'll go back to sleep. ”

"You kid is trying to blackmail me? How can the old man eat this! I'll go find you a brand, see how you can blackmail me?"

After a few words, Hanjiang Diaosu said himself as if he was the victorious side, and regardless of the contradictions in his words, he immediately took action.

While he was talking to the disciples who were standing with signs, his eyes refused to leave Zong Xiu at all, for fear that Zong Xiu would take the opportunity to escape.

I don't know how to say it, one of the young disciples happened to have a surplus, and he didn't want to be paid, so he just gave Hanjiang a fish.

Hanjiang Yusuo proudly put the sign in front of Zong Xiu and said, "How is it? Boy, are you convinced?"

I don't know what kind of wood the sign is made of, it is quite heavy, Zong Xiu used a knife to engrave the six words "draw the magic weapon spirit pattern", found a flat place to sit down, put the sign forward, and then began to wait for customers to come to the door.

Han Jiang was also happy to see that Zong Xiu sat down and didn't leave, there were a lot of novelties around this square, he happened to walk over one by one, plus this square has a wide field of vision, as long as you pay attention from time to time, you don't have to worry about Zong Xiu sneaking away.

However, before leaving, he did not forget to instruct: "The old man went to investigate the market for the pavilion master, you kid must not make trouble, stay obediently and don't run around." ”

The words are righteous, and I don't know who is running around?

After Hanjiang Yusuo left, Zong Xiu finally had a quiet time, but there were no customers coming, and he felt a little bit like a crowd.

"Little brother, no one will come like this. ”

Zong Xiu followed the voice and looked at a man sitting next to him, with his eyes focused, pressing the knife in one hand, sitting upright, looking like a dormant tiger. However, the clothes are shabby, the hair is scattered, and it looks like a broken family.

In most cases, because immortal cultivators know all kinds of techniques, they will make their clothes clean and clean. And this person feels like Zong Xiu, not like an immortal cultivator, but like those people in the rivers and lakes seen in the world.

When the man saw Zong Xiu coming, he said: "The people who come here are all scheming people, you are a newcomer, you are unfamiliar, and there is nothing outstanding, who will rest assured that the magic weapon will be tossed for you?"

Zong Xiu thought about it for a while and felt that it was right. He brought the wooden sign back to his body, lifted the painting spirit pen and traced along the six-character structure of "drawing magic weapon spirit patterns", and the pen was over, and the fire spirit power was condensed but not dispersed.

The man looked at Zong Xiu with interest, but did not say anything. Zong Xiu looked at the wooden sign, thought for a while, and then drew another layer on the six characters.

The wooden sign began to "squeak", and the fire at the six characters of "Drawing the Spirit Pattern of the Magic Weapon" seemed to rise, but it was bound by an invisible force and could not come out. As Zong Xiu's last stroke fell, the wooden card returned to calm, but the six characters had a unique charm, and if you looked closely, the fire spiritual power inside was almost condensed like a substance.

The man's face finally changed, and he exclaimed, "Superimposed Spirit Pattern?! Spirit Pattern Master!!"

Zong Xiu shook his head and said, "No, I made a trick." ”