Fang Xing saw that he was almost frightened, so he sighed and said: "You don't have to be nervous, I didn't expose your meaning, I just appreciate your craftsmanship very much, you see, what is the difference between this flying sword and the real one? And this elixir, how do you do it? This color, this smell, my God, and a trace of spiritual energy hovering on it, it's even more real than the real thing......

The half-truths of these words, Fang Xing really admires this person's craftsmanship, the means of counterfeiting are really not low, like the flying sword, in fact, they are all some broken flying swords, but the magic circle inside is connected with a unique technique, so if the person who buys it is real on the spot, the flying sword can run freely, but the continuity between the magic circles seems to be complete, but in fact it is very reluctant, I am afraid that it will not be used once or twice, it will crumble, and it cannot be used normally at all.

Of course, when used to deceive people, it is simply absolute.

And this elixir, although it looks very realistic, fragrant, and full of aura, but if a person with vision comes to see, it is not difficult to distinguish the difference, that is, people who do not know how to do it, if the elixir is cut, you can also find that the aura inside is insufficient.

"Senior brother, don't laugh at me, junior brother...... It's just a moment of confusion!"

The stall owner didn't know what Fang Xing meant, and said nervously.

Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "What is a moment of confusion? This skill can be practiced in a while?"

The stall owner was about to cry, looked around nervously, and pleaded in a low voice: "Be quiet, what do you want to do, you should say it clearly! Today, I met a master, you have a fancy for something, just take the ......."

"What I like is your craft......"

Fang Xing said sincerely: "It's not a secret, in my previous family, there was also such an elder who specialized in this way, but the hand world was a little rougher, and you can't compare with the senior brother, so as soon as I saw the senior brother, I immediately felt cordial, this senior brother, you can rest assured, I will never make a noise about this matter, and I will take care of your business, and everyone will make money if you have money......

"Forehead ......"

The stall owner was stunned, his eyes blinking and looking at Fang Xing, not knowing whether what he said was true or not.

Fang Xing said in a low voice: "I have to plan the specific matter, this senior brother, you leave me a name......

"What do you want to do?"

The stall owner became nervous, the ghost market has never asked about identity, this has always been the rule.

He dared to go to the ghost market to sell some fakes, also because of this rule, as long as no one was seen through on the spot, after the ghost market was dispersed, who would know who he was? And every time he came to the ghost market, he did not immediately take the fakes out, but always sold them for a while, and when he was sure that it was safe, he would carefully show some fakes and mix them with the real thing.

As soon as Fang Xing asked him his name, he immediately became alert.

Fang Xingdao: "Don't be nervous, isn't it convenient to contact you?"

The stall owner's eyes flickered, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, this senior brother, the ghost market has the rules of the ghost market, since you have seen through my things, just pick a few things if you like something, I have a lot of real things in this stall, as for leaving a name or something, I still forget it, and I don't have the intention of making this matter bigger, from today on, this stall will be gone......"

Seeing that the stall owner refused, Fang Xing laughed lowly, looked at him and said, "Really don't stay?"

The stall owner said categorically: "Don't stay!"

Fang Xing suddenly stood up and shouted, "Oh, what you have here......"

The valley was originally quiet, even if someone spoke, they deliberately lowered their voices, Fang Xing's voice suddenly rose, startling the people around him, and countless eyes were attracted.

The stall owner was even more frightened and almost fled.

However, Fang Xing's next words made him stunned for a moment: "It's really great, how long did I look for it to find it, this senior brother, you are my great benefactor, thank you so much, please put away the spirit stone...... "As he spoke, he threw down a spirit stone, grabbed something from the stall casually, looked at it over and over again, and winked at the stall owner at the same time.

"Hey, it turned out to be a dirt bun, and I was so excited to hold a repose pill!"

Someone next to him scolded in a low voice, turned his head and ignored him.

The repose pill is just an elixir for concentrating and sleeping peacefully, which helps people to regain their energy, which is really not a good thing.

At this time, a guard standing in the valley also came over and said in a low voice: "This senior brother controls his own feelings, we are all in the ghost market, it is better to be careful, and the voice should not be too loud......

"Okay, okay, I'm just too excited, senior brother, don't blame ......"

Fang Xing hurriedly saluted the guard, who waved his hand, signaled no, and turned to leave.

The stall owner collapsed directly, looked at Fang Xing with fluttering eyes, and said helplessly: "How can you let me go?"

Fang Xing looked at him, smiling without saying a word.

The stall owner gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, took out a wooden card from his arms, and handed it to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing didn't answer, and said directly: "Give me really!"

The stall owner's face was even more ugly, through a layer of black veil covering his face, it seemed that the corners of his mouth were twitching, after a long time, he finally took another wooden card to Fang Xing, and then hung his head and said nothing, Fang Xing took the wooden card proudly, and Shen Nian looked inside, and immediately read out this person's information: "Disciple of the outer sect of Qingyun Sect, Black Rock Valley B word twenty-one house, Hua Qianzhi ......"

The person's identity, name, and house where he lived were all in it, and Fang Xing firmly wrote it down.

The wooden sign was handed back to him, and the stall owner said weakly: "What do you want to do, can you sue me first?"

Fang Xing grinned and said, "I'll talk about it after I think about it!"

Hua Qianzhi gritted his teeth and secretly made a decision in his heart.

When he returned, he destroyed all these things, and never did this again, so that he would not be coerced by them.

"If you think about going back and destroying everything, and then never touch this, I dare to guarantee that the fact that you are selling fakes in the ghost market will spread all over the outer gate, hehe, do you think that without evidence, others will have nothing to do with you? Hmph, many people who have been fooled are ashamed and angry, they are eager to find someone to vent their anger, as long as someone can let them take revenge, it would be fine, no matter if there is evidence?"

Fang Xingyin's voice rang out: "Besides, since you have done this, your skills are not bad, others really want to check you, I don't believe that you have left no flaws, you will definitely be able to find out......"

Hua Qianzhi's body stiffened, and after a long time, he sighed and arched his hand slightly: "Wait for the good news of senior brother!"

As he spoke, he began to pack his things, he really didn't want to stay with this terrifying guy, but after packing up his things, he was about to leave, but Fang Xing stretched out his hand to him again, and said with a ghostly smile: "Give me back my spirit stone......"

Hua Qianzhi was furious and said in a low voice: "That Sabbath Pill is real......"

"But the rest of your stuff is fake!"

Fang Xing said casually.

Hua Qianzhi was speechless, returned the Fang Xing Spirit Stone, packed up his things like a ghost, and left in a gloomy manner.

Fang Xing continued to wander here, looking for a flying sword that suited him, while estimating in his heart. He was not born to take the usual path, and as soon as he saw these fakes made by Hua Qianzhi, he began to plan in his heart. Now that he has taken the handle of this person, he has to use his craft to seek some benefits for himself, and he will not do anything if the benefits are less.

As for the flying swords in Hua Qianzhi's hand, he looked down on them a little, even if they were genuine, the grade was extremely inferior.

The valley is not big, so after a while, almost every stall has been seen, and when I came to the corner, I suddenly heard two people arguing excitedly, one of them said: "This senior brother, I have seventy spirit stones, which is already a lot, although your demon spirit pill is rare, but it is not the top thing, I am already very sincere at the price!"

"Seventy spirit stones?"

Fang Xing's ears subconsciously stood up, and his palms couldn't help but clench.

"This is the amount of spirit stones for a first-class qualified disciple for about three years, what kind of pill can be worth this price?"

"Senior brother, seventy spirit stones, but it's not too little, but I've already said it, this Dan, only change the stone essence!"

Another voice sounded, sounding a little familiar, Fang Xing thought about it carefully, and his heart suddenly became angry.

He heard who this person was, and it was Hou Qing.

Fang Xing is a very grudgeful person, once he holds a grudge against someone, it is really impressive, and he will not forget it for ten years!

At this time, although half a year had passed since what happened when he was away from the mountain gate, he still remembered it immediately.

When I turned my head, I saw a young man sitting on a bluestone near the edge of the cliff, with a white scarf covering his face, hidden by the shadow of the mountain in the moonlight, so it was difficult to notice him. If you don't know who he is, it's fine, and since Fang Xing heard this voice, if he looked closely, he clearly recognized him from that eyebrow, it was Hou Qing who had arrived at the mountain gate.

"Wow, the road is narrow, I just happened to meet this guy, and let's see what he wants to do!"

Fang Xing thought to himself, so he found a place not far away to sit down and listen.

(I was cheated by [Brother Baiyun], okay, accept my fate, add a more chapter, I wish the brothers a happy weekend!)