Yujia Town is the only market in the fishing villages around the south bank of Dongting Lake, and many villagers come here to sell their fish.

And the cities and towns around Yueyang City will also come here to buy fish, Ning Wuqian and the young people in the village entered the fishing town, but he did not come to sell fish, but to buy books and paper.

To the south of the fishing town is the fish market, to the north are some merchants, to the north of a book pavilion selling paper and pencils, Ning Wuqian walked in.

There are some calligraphy and paintings hanging in the shop, and the smell of ink is striking.

"Shopkeeper, how much do you say this pen costs? It's not a rare thing, how can it be sold for a hundred?"

There was a scream, and several sons stood by a shelf, on which hung a wolf quill, long and pointed, as thick as a thumb.

A few people around the book gathered together, and they also secretly smacked their tongues, a brush is a hundred times, which is too expensive!

The money is enough for an ordinary family to live for half a year!

Ning Wuqian followed the prestige and was slightly stunned.

"Magic weapon?"

There is a trace of mana fluctuation on the pen, the aura is flickering, and the pen condenses a white Haoran aura, in the past two years of travel, Ning Wujian has also seen a lot of people who do learning, a breath of Haoran in his chest, not afraid of ghosts, gods and demons, this breath, even comparable to the Haoran Qi in the chest of some great Confucians.

"Is it the group of Jinghe dragon grandsons last night?"

I noticed a few young men on the side, Ning Wuqian raised his eyebrows, what he liked was a few dragons he saw last night, after the demon clan turned into a human form, this change is unchangeable, unless you can learn some change techniques, such as the seventy-two changes of Sun Wukong and the thirty-six changes of Tianpeng.

These little dragons just cast an illusion spell so that people could not see the dragon horns above their heads, not a magic of change.

The art of illusion is much simpler than the art of change, that is, Ning Wujian can also transform into a different form, the illusion is just a technique of confusion, the cultivation is more advanced, you can see through it at a glance, mortals open their hearts, and they can also see through some illusions.

"A few sons, this is my family heirloom, if it weren't for the shortage of money in the family, I wouldn't take it out and sell it, if it's usual, this is a thousand yuan that the son gave me, and I won't sell it. ”

A thin old scholar stood aside and wiped the sweat from his forehead, these sons in brocade clothes looked like they had extraordinary origins, which made him wonder in his heart.

"It's just a broken pen, a thousand runs, you go grab it, it's fifty runs, the pen, this son took it!"

The boy in Tsing Yi sneered, threw out fifty pieces of money in his sleeve, piled them up, and reached out to grab the brush.

"Fifty runs, too little, this one, I won't sell it!"

The old scholar's eyes were red, this was a bright robbery, and he reached out to grab the brush.

"Hmph...... Old thing, if it weren't for my uncle's face, my son wouldn't even give you a penny, get out of the way. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi pushed the old scholar away, but this push made a dark energy, the old scholar was caught off guard, took a few steps back, sat on the ground with a butt, and the surrounding boy Ha Lu Ha laughed, and the young man in Tsing Yi grabbed the brush, with joy in his eyes.

"Let's go ......"

"Give me back the pen, I won't sell it......" Seeing that his family heirloom was taken away like this, the old scholar used both hands and feet, caught up and hugged the thigh of the boy in Tsing Yi.

The young man in Tsing Yi's eyes flashed, and slapped it with a palm in his right hand, "Old thing, I don't know whether I live or die!"

Syllable......

One hand tightly grasped the hand slapped by the boy in Tsing Yi, the boy in Tsing Yi was startled, and looked at the owner of that hand, his eyes were stunned, "It's you?"

"Forgive others and forgive others, do too much evil, and you will be punished!"

Ning Wuqian snorted coldly, holding the hand of the boy in Tsing Yi, this palm was real, and the old scholar didn't want to get out of bed in his life.

"Stinky scholar, let go, the hand of this son, how can you be pinched by a mortal like you?"

The boy in Tsing Yi kept trying to break free of Ning Wuji's hand, and his eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and he was extremely cold.

"Yes, I still think that pinching your hand will dirty my hand!" Ning Wujian let go of his hand, and with a skillful force, the young man in Tsing Yi was shocked back a few steps, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

"Big brother......" Several sons around him held him up, and looked at Ning Wujian viciously.

The young man in Tsing Yi shook away a few people around him, and stared at Ning Wujian coldly, "Okay, very good, stinky scholar, you remember this young man, let's go!"

Ning Wujian blocked the door and smiled, "Wait, it's okay to take that pen away, didn't you pay the money first?"

"Boy, do you know who we are?" a purple-clothed boy snorted coldly.

Ning Wuqian glanced at him, "Who cares who you are?" Whether it's a dragon or a snake, it's my business." There are buying and selling, if you want something, then you can buy it with money, and the value of that pen can be measured by the yellow and white things of the world?"

"You are looking for a dead ......" A man in yellow looked like a grumpy man, and rushed straight towards Ning Wuji, his claws wrapped in the cold wind.

The boy in Tsing Yi stopped the boy in yellow, his face was gloomy, "Second child, stop, the matter of the third child has not been decided, don't miss the third major event, clean up one person, there is a chance." ”

"It's fifty runs, put it away, don't go away!"

The cuffs of the boy in Tsing Yi rolled out fifty yuan again, and the thin old scholar was stunned, how could these cuffs hold so much money? One hundred yuan of money, how to say that it weighs dozens of pounds!

"Let's go ......"

The young man in Tsing Yi stared at Ning Wujian with a cold gaze, and the killing intent in his eyes was unscrupulous and undisguised.

"Wait, a hundred times is enough? Besides, you really think I'm a fool, you're a fool yourself, don't think others are fools. ”

Ning Wuqian smiled faintly, pointed his finger, and the hundred yuan on the ground suddenly disappeared, leaving only a pile of gravel.

"Take a pile of rotten stones to deceive people? This trick has long been outdated, I see that the piece of jade on your waist is not bad, so leave it for the shopkeeper." ”

The old scholar was stunned, and the scholar in the store had a ghost-like expression, pointing at a few sons.

"It turned out to be a liar......

"I didn't expect that wearing brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes turned out to be a group of tricksters on the street. ”

Seeing that Ning Wujian had broken his illusion, coupled with the ridiculed voices around him, the handsome face of the young man in Tsing Yi was red and purple for a while, and the other people were not much better.

They are all sons in the Jinghe Dragon Palace, how could they have been humiliated like this, let alone humiliated by mortals?

"What, do you still want to do it, aren't you afraid of missing a big deal?" Ning Wuqian looked at Jilong with a smile, clasped his hands, and stood at the door.

The young man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath, pulled down the jade pendant on his waist, threw it to the shopkeeper, and glanced at Ning Wuji, "Don't let this young man meet you again, let's go!"

"Stinky scholar, you're dead!"

Ning Wujian watched the dragons leave, thinking to himself, maybe he would see him again soon.

"Thank you, thank you, Childe......" The thin old scholar thanked Ning Wuqian with a salute.

"When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, it should be, I don't know if the old man has good rune paper and cinnabar here?"

"Yes, there is ......"

On the shore of Dongting Lake, several dragons gathered together and kicked and smashed a few boulders, "It's so annoying, a mortal dares to treat us like this, if you don't kill him, it's hard to understand the anger in my chest." ”

"Don't act rashly for the time being, wait for the third brother's matter to pass, fortunately, the Spring and Autumn Pen fell into our hands, a piece of jade pendant, in exchange for a Confucian treasure, it is worth it." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi reached out and took it into his sleeve, his face changed in vain, and it was extremely ugly, "Damn it...... The Spring and Autumn Pen is gone, it must have been taken away by that kid when he pinched my wrist just now. ”

"What? The Spring and Autumn Pen is gone?" the faces of the surrounding dragons changed greatly, "Let's go, go back to him." ”

"Wait, I have a feeling, soon we will see each other again, and if we go back now, we may not be able to find him, a mortal, who has mastered some tricks, and dares to fight us, I don't know how he will die. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi was furious, his fists clenched, and he sneered.

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