A woman in a red dress quietly squatted in front of the stall, her face covered with red gauze, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes. At this time, in the beautiful eyes, there is obvious loneliness.

"Brother, my sister doesn't have a stone, only this old skin that can't be bitten, can I change it for a treasure?"

"Ahem! No, the little monk dug up the tombs of the gods, and he lacked virtue enough. You can't dig into the corner of the old man's wall, it's really thunder and thunder!

"But you also saw it, the old man's heart is gone, he is ruthless, and the heart of the old sister is dead!"

"No, no! The little monk saw him turn around for a moment just now, and there was obviously a trace of remorse in his eyes. You can rest assured, the monks can return to the vulgar, and the old man can be rejuvenated. Hey, hey, hey!"

"What if I can't go back?"

"I'll take it!" the hat monk nodded with bared teeth.

"Giggles, cluck, okay, with your words, the old sister will be relieved. This garbage is good, the old sister will play with two!" The woman in the red dress laughed coquettishly and picked up two tatters.

"Stop, stop, let go! You can't take it without a stone!" the hat monk snatched the tatters from the woman's hand, clanged, and threw them on the ground.

"Stingy!" the woman in the red dress snorted, and was about to leave.

"Forget it, the little monk sees that it is not easy for you to climb the mountain, I still have a few gadgets here, you can take them as a souvenir. A Qixia Pill, three hundred years of rejuvenation, will make your old man dizzy; a kitchen knife, after being tempered by the little monk, has been thrown into the artifact furnace and refined several times, which is already very perverted. The other two items are considered introductory garbage, and you can show them to the golden armor at the door. The hat monk said with a smile and handed out a bag.

The woman in the red dress was stunned. Glancing at the bag. Instantly beautiful and radiant. Walked to the door without saying a word.

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A beautiful woman in a white dress hurried under the tree, almost to the gate, when she suddenly turned around and came to the bottom of the tree.

"How do you buy this garbage?" asked the white-dressed beauty, pointing to the ground.

"A thousand of the best, not a single one is sold!"

"I'll buy two!" said the beauty in the white dress dropped a ring.

"Two 10,000 best!"

"You...... Do you do that?" The beauty bared her teeth and snorted.

"Amitabha! Beauty, it's good to have a baby, why bother to get an inch? The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant, and there are too many demands. will blow up their own. ”

The white-dressed beauty's face changed for more than ten breaths, she leaned over and picked up the ring, wiped out half of it, and handed the ring to the monk: "Then one." ”

"That's right! Recognize your own position, not only to be recognized by others, but also to make yourself comfortable. The hat monk smiled, held the beauty's jade hand with his big hand, took the ring, and stuffed a brocade bag in the jade hand.

The beauty in the white dress felt the instantaneous strength of the big hand, and the jade face quietly floated red: "Dead ghost." If you have the ability, you can roll the palace again!What kind of thing is it to sneak around?!"

"Ahem!" the hat monk swallowed and retracted his neck. He sat cross-legged on the ground and read the scriptures.

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In less than a hundred breaths, a little beauty in a green dress flashed over, she walked around the tree several times, and finally smiled and patted the monk on the shoulder.

"Hey, Master, what's the deal?"

"Yes, yes! I dig up a little too much, and I can't use it up myself, so I just put it out and sell it. The monk sneered.

"Do you have any good goods? get one for the old lady to play with?"

"You, you didn't get it yourself?" the monk tilted his head to look at the little beauty in the green dress.

"I got a few pieces, but the goods are not good, and I feel a little weak!"

"Well, let the monk think about it! Good goods have no name, and those with a name are worse than others, you see?"

"Really, the old lady wants good goods, it doesn't matter if she has a name or not, anyway, the old lady can sit in a good position. The little beauty in the green dress stretched out her little hand and went directly to the monk's robe to tinker.

"Dead mother-in-law, in this big court, you are not ashamed!" The hat monk waved his jade hand and stuffed it into a bag for the little beauty. Inside the bag, a small blue soft armor is quietly placed in it.

"What's that?" the little beauty snorted.

"Four Spirits Refining Divine Armor: The Ancient Nine Grade Divine Armor integrates the four gods of water, earth, fire, and gold in one armor. Both offensive and defensive, non-god bodies cannot be envoys. A into the water spirit, the earth spirit, the fire spirit, the gold spirit. One spirit can stimulate the power of nine dragons, two spirits can stimulate the power of a hundred dragons, three spirits can stimulate the power of a thousand dragons, and four spirits can stimulate the power of ten thousand dragons. Plus your wood spirit, alas! Lord is scared when he hears it. Moreover, it is soft as silk, with a faint fragrance, and after refining, it can be fused with the divine body, and can freely enter and exit the body and outside, which will definitely not hinder our wind and flow happily! You say, isn't it very sharp?!"

"Dead pervert! Get a baby, and take care of the wind and flow! The old lady will kill you!"

"Hey, hey, don't, I'll send other beauties!"

The little beauty in the green dress turned her hand and took the bag: "You are stupid to be an old lady! Do other beauties have pure spirit bodies? Okay, do you still want to set up a stall, don't you plan to go in?"

"Alas, if you swing again, there will be half an hour before it starts! Maybe you can sell thousands of stones...... "The monk was still grinning, and the little beauty in the green dress was already standing by the gate.

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Half a moment later, two figures shot out together, one in a green robe, like a cold blade, and the other in a golden robe, with an eight-layer divine wheel hidden behind the head.

"Hey, this isn't ......" The little monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the big tree and wanted to speak.

"Get out, you little monk, dare to hinder this master's business and kill you!" the hat monk shouted angrily.

"Amitabha, what treasure does the master want to sell?" the little monk shook his head and walked under the tree.

"It's nothing! It's all dug up from the grave of the dead, and there are still a thousand of them, can you afford it?"

"Amitabha! Why did the master spoil the ancients?"

"You elm wood, those dead people, all dead, and you still keep treasures by your side, what is the difference between that and a ruined son......? Monk, I got them out and let the treasures see the light of day, and they should be grateful to me. Go, go, don't bother me if you don't have money!"

The blue-robed man nodded slightly, silently picked up one, looked at it for a long time, and asked with a sigh, "The master didn't dig up some good goods?"

"Ahh

"But I only have more than a thousand stones?" the blue-robed man weakly wiped out a ring.

The hat monk snatched the ring, wiped it on the robe, collected it instantly, and then nodded with a smile: "It's okay, you can take it all! Anyway, it's dug up, and it's no different from picking it up." Seeing that it is not early, if you don't take it off, you will be smashed in your hands. ”

"Thank you, Master, Zhan Tian is gone!" After the blue-robed man finished speaking, he threw down the little monk and flashed directly to the side of the gate.

The little monk was about to turn around and leave, but the hat monk sneered: "Hmph! Just a stick, let alone winning three thrones, it's difficult to take one!

"This ...... Senior brother, the little monk has become an eight-layer divine wheel by himself, only one step away from achieving consummation, and with the Heavenly Zen staff in his hand, can't he grab one or two thrones?" the little monk said with a slight hesitation.

It is said that the Heavenly Buddha became a nine-wheel as early as a thousand years ago, and he has the Holy Buddha Divine Secret and the Heavenly Buddha Treasure Armor. If you can't enter the Zhongtai Treasure Bowl, you really don't have much chance of winning the throne. Although the treasures of the Lord were all dug up, but to tell you the truth, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Buddha also openly excavated the tomb of King Ming, and was finally pulled out by the tiger's mouth!"

"Amitabha!" the little monk whispered a Buddha voice and walked solemnly towards the door.

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In the distance, a snow-robed man walked with a harp, and the melodies of the gods outside the gate were drawn as if no one was around, attracting the gods outside the gate to stop and watch. The snow-robed man walked all the way, and he also sat directly under the tree, playing in fascination.

"Hey, hey, you're getting in the way of your business! This is your master's territory!"

“......”

"What about you!" the hat monk pressed on the strings, and the notes stopped abruptly.

"Amitabha, brother, can't you let the musician finish this song?" the snow-robed man shook his head and sighed, waving his hand to take the seven-colored piano behind his back.

"When you're done, the daylily is cold!Yes, the genuine seven-color piano has also been collected by you!"

"Thanks to the blessing of the brothers, the music idiot killed the gods and snatched this piano into his hands. In order to keep this qin, he also killed no less than fifty gods and goddesses along the way. Sins, sins, sins!"

"Ouch, then you must have grabbed a good treasure, right? Fifty gods, loot, quack, it's hard to get rich or not!"

"Amitabha! The musician only protects the harp, and ignores everything else. ”

"It's not...... Fifty gods, not fifty pigs, you can make a big profit even if you take the sheep with your hands. The hat monk exclaimed depressedly.

"Hehe, in the eyes of the music idiot, there is only the piano and music, and nothing else. ”

"Okay! Then you get out! Ye is too lazy to pay attention to you!" the hat monk snorted coldly, and with a big hand, the peacock seven feather qin rested on the ground.

"This ...... What a piano!" The snow-robed man's eyes widened, and he picked it up and rested it on his lap to pluck the strings.

"Wait! you're going to die!" the hat monk hurriedly pressed the strings.

"Uh, yes, yes, yes! It's too obsessive. Brother, how do you sell this piano?"

"Do you have a stone?". The hat monk bared his teeth fiercely.

"Nope!"

"That master took your woman!"

"Woman?do I have a woman?". The snow-robed man said with a little confusion.

"Get out! Take this garbage, get in! If you can't grab a throne, the master won't accept your woman, and just smash these two pianos!" the hat monk waved his hand and drank vigorously, while throwing a bag into the snow-robed man's arms.

The snow-robed man was overjoyed, and without hesitation, he jumped up, and with one step, he landed next to the golden-armored godman. (To be continued......)