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Qin Yin's eyes fell on these utensils, not a trace of disgust, but full of curiosity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These glances made the old man feel some bad premonitions, and he always felt that Qin Yin could see something from these things.

When he asked people to take these utensils out, he naturally made some hands and feet, and some more important things were not taken out.

Even if Qin Yin really took the most precious one here, he could only sigh unlucky.

Qin Yin's hand slowly touched these very rough looking instruments, as the old man said, these are rough blanks that the refining master does not want, both in appearance and power, they are all obsolete products, and people can't produce a trace of ** at all.

These utensils fall into the hands of the rural savages, which just complement each other, and they fall in the right place, so that people will not have strange ideas at all.

I just don't know, how could Qin Yin, as a child of a family, be so interested in these things that seem to be very 'shoddy'?

There are indeed patterns on the utensils, which are models of artifacts, but these patterns don't know why, blocking people's lives, like a fault on the flat road, which looks very abrupt.

Qin Yin's divine sense fell among these dao patterns, and he sensed it carefully.

He came into contact with the Dao Pattern through the Dao Pattern Sutra, which is the foundation of all Dao Patterns, and no matter how it evolves in the end, it will not deviate from the truth in it.

Qin Yin actually felt the breath of a desolate beast in these patterns, and these patterns seemed to represent a desolate beast, with teeth and claws, full of power.

In the Dao Pattern Sutra, it was once said that a very domineering method of engraving is to sacrifice some items with strong original power, and then use their energy to depict Dao patterns.

Because of the power of their souls, these patterns will have some very strange changes, and the specific ones depend on the caste of those origin powers.

Ordinary refining masters can't use this method to refine weapons at all, in addition to the high cost and too difficult to control.

And what Qin Yin saw seemed to be using these engraving methods, which made him extremely curious about this refining master, I don't know how he compares to the Che Houyuan who shouted about refining the number one all day long?

"These utensils, are you really picking them up?" Qin Yin looked at the old man, as if he wanted to see through him.

The old man Gu Jing Bubo, still said indifferently: "Yes." ”

"That's too lucky. Qin Yin muttered.

The old man was shocked, could it be that this young man really saw something.

Qin Yin licked his lips and said, "I can really only take one piece?" I can help you get a new batch, and I'm willing to compensate you accordingly, how about it?"

Although Qin Yin can't see what is contained in these utensils at present, just studying the Dao patterns on them is a very important wealth.

The old man in front of him was obviously just a guardian, relying on the last words of his predecessors to guard these utensils, and he didn't understand that if someone really knew the goods, he would definitely be able to see the difference between these patterns.

Qin Yin was also secretly strange, it stands to reason that once an ordinary refining master discovers these tools, he should have a curiosity, if this village really exists for 10,000 years, it is impossible for no one to find it.

In fact, Qin Yin's thinking was too simple, in the divine realm, the identity of a refining master with a little status was so noble, they were in the city as an offering to people like ancestors, how could they come to these mountains and wilderness, without the slightest divine energy. Standing for a long time will pollute their skin.

There are some adventurers who come to this place, but they don't understand the Dao pattern, and they can't understand what is special about these ordinary utensils, so naturally they don't have any curious thoughts about these utensils.

As for some of the real fanatics, they were also secretly solved by the old man, like Qin Yin, who was the first batch of guests in Sijue Village.

The old man shook his head and said, "These are ancestral things, and they have profound commemorative value for us. We give a gift to adults, it is already for the sake of the generosity and kindness of adults, and I hope that adults will not embarrass us. ”

Qin Yin couldn't help pouting, if he accepts one thing, he will be generous and merciful, if he doesn't accept it, he will be cruel and unkind?

If he was really the kind of unreasonable child of the family, he would have taken action directly a long time ago, where would he talk so nonsense to them?

Of course, Qin Yin really wanted to show off, but he was not a real god, but a tiger power that relied on his soul breath.

If you really fight, you might have to drown each other.

"Okay, then I'll pick this one. Qin Yin shook his head helplessly and pointed to the night pot.

"Huh?" the old man was dumbfounded.

Even the person who took out the night pot earlier was dumbfounded.

He deliberately followed the old man's instructions to aggravate the 'material' of this night pot, which not only contained urine, but also Yonedako.

Could it be that this child of a family is so heavy and likes this kind of thing?

The gaze they looked at Qin Yin was very strange, hoping to use this gaze to dispel Qin Yin's thoughts.

"Do you really want this?" the old man said with a playful look at Qin Yin.

"Yes, this is very good, I have a bad habit, I urinate a lot when I can't sleep at night, this is just right. Qin Yin scratched his head embarrassedly and said, that look, very honest and honest, like a big boy next door.

But the old man's heart was bleeding when he heard it, although this night pot was not the most precious thing in the village, it was definitely in the top three. If the young man was really taken away by this reason, then he would have the heart to die.

"I'm not embarrassed, is it? If you really like it, then I can get you a new one. The old man suddenly became generous, waved his hand and said to the people beside him, "Come, change one for the adults." ”

As he spoke, he was going to take the night pot away.

"How troublesome this is, just give it to me, I feel a little more about this. Seeing the old man like this, Qin Yin was even more sure that there was something wrong with this night pot, so how could he take it away for him easily?

At first, he only had some faint senses, and he didn't know what was in this night pot, but it was indeed the middle-aged man's 'additive' level, which made him feel surprised, so he made a tentative sound. I didn't expect this old man to be so breathless, and he tried it out for him at once.

Compared with acting skills, they are not as good as Qin Yin.

Qin Yin looked at the old man very honestly, with an extremely modest attitude, and said: "It's already very abrupt to take your things, how dare you have so many requests, it's good to give me this night pot." ”

Abrupt, abrupt, your sister!

The old man looked at Qin Yin's harmless expression, and wanted to beat him up.

(To be continued)