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Chapter 22 Complain with fools and she loses!

Chapter 22 She loses when arguing with a fool!

"Jiu'er is in the late sixth level, not bad."

Moran was happy to find that his daughter's cultivation had improved, "Whatever you want to have for dinner, my mother will cook it for you."

Xie Jiuniang was about to say that she wanted to eat meat.

A big head approached Mo Lan first and squeezed between mother and daughter, leaving Xie Jiuniang with the back of her head.

Song Baoer said coquettishly: "Aunt Lan, I want to eat meat."

Xie Jiuniang looked at the familiar back of her head and her hands itched. Where is my wooden stick? What should I do if I want to hit it again?

Before she could take action, Song Baoer turned around to show off, "Sister Xiaojiu, you have to practice hard. I have already reached the eighth level of Qi training."

Xie Jiuniang, "..."

Don't argue with fools!

If you argue with a fool, she will lose!

When Moran saw his daughter's serious little face, it was particularly vivid at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Xie Jiuniang said word after word with a straight face: "Mom! I want to eat vegetarian food tonight."

After saying that, Gao Leng turned around and left.

If you kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, there will be no one left.

"Hehehe..."

Moran couldn't hold back his laughter after all.

Xie Jiuniang quickly returned to her room.

When I came out, I had already changed into the cheapest cassock, with a few storage bags hanging around my waist, and walked out of the courtyard a little shabby.

After arriving in Xi'an City for half a month, Xie Jiuniang went out to hang out for the first time today. She had been to Xi'an City several times in her previous life, so the environment was not unfamiliar.

The destination of Xie Jiuniang's trip is a square in the center of the city that can accommodate 100,000 people.

The central square was originally a venue for the sect to recruit new members. The recruitment process should be held once every ten years, and other times should not be left empty. The city lord's mansion divided stalls according to east and west categories and rented them to small vendors. Gradually, the square became the largest in Xi'an City.

Fangshi.

The day before the sect's assessment in her previous life, Xie Jiuniang bought a rusty broken sword from a small stall in the open-air market.

At that time, my mother died not long ago, and my father was in a state of despair and could not take care of her.

She has very few spiritual stones...

Therefore, buying out the sword only uses up one spiritual stone.

Xie Jiuniang didn't know whether the broken sword was a coincidence, because the broken sword stayed in her hand for a short time.

The next day, he was in danger during the entrance exam and was rescued by a disciple from the same period.

She thanked him.

The other party said not to worry.

Someone next to me made a fuss, saying that thanks should not be given by words alone, but should be repaid with something practical.

She couldn't wipe her face for a while, so she put out the things in the storage bag and let the other person pick.

The other party only picked the broken sword. At that time, she was secretly relieved. She felt that the other party was a good character and picked the least valuable one.

Looking back now...ha!

I was successfully sold to someone, but I still thought they were good people...

Gan!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

This is obviously a game!

Who was the person who tricked her?

Two hundred years have passed, and I can't remember what the other person looks like. It seems that I haven't seen him since he entered the sect.

Xie Jiuniang walked near the square and found that there were gradually more pedestrians.

Near the entrance.

I bought a spiritual vegetable pancake at a roadside food stall for ten spiritual beads.

Come here in advance, Xie Jiuniang is not sure whether there will be the broken sword in that small stall, so she came here today to take a look.

Because when she bought the Broken Sword, the vendor seemed to say that she was the only one who knew the Broken Sword had been there for two or three months...

"Little friend, little friend eating sesame seed cakes."

Someone calls me?

Xie Jiuniang followed the sound and looked.

It was an old man with an aura of wretchedness all over his body, squatting in the corner, with a coarse cloth spread out on the ground in front of him, and a bunch of rags randomly placed on the cloth.

The old man waved to Xie Jiuniang, "Little friend, come here! Come here quickly, Pindao just counted with his fingers and figured out that a certain treasure here is destined for you... Oops, little friend, don't leave!"

Xie Jiuniang walked faster and took a bite of sesame cake first to calm down her shock.

A man-eating wolf, a starving ghost, the mouth of a small trader.

terrible!

Is this pile of garbage destined to me?

Take another bite of cake to calm down the shock...

Xie Jiuniang walked into Fangshi.

It's lively but not noisy, everything is in order. There are city guards in the city to maintain order, and there are strong men in charge, so no one dares to cause trouble.

Wander east and west.

Xie Jiuniang naturally walked to the small stall where she bought the sword in her previous life.

Scan at a glance.

I can't see the broken sword... It's a pity. I'll come back in a few days.

Just when Xie Jiuniang was about to leave, the vendor at the stall saw that she was about to leave, and immediately greeted her with a smile, "Little Taoist friend, it's better to come early than to come by chance. I just purchased the goods and haven't had time to put them on the table. It is said that they are good things unearthed from the ancient cave...

…”

I saw the stall owner putting away the original things and taking out the so-called "new goods" one by one. There were not many, only seven or eight items, and they were stained with a little fresh soil.

Coincidentally, there is a broken sword.

Xie Jiuniang remembered this sword because of the dragon-headed hilt. When she saw this sword in her previous life, her first feeling was that she wanted to buy it.

Let’s wait and see again in this life.

This mysterious and mysterious feeling is stronger than in the previous life.

From her perspective as a reborn swordsman, the hilt of the dragon head sword and the sword body are integrated, and the precious energy is restrained and natural.

It's a pity it was destroyed.

It is less than one ten thousandth of the glory it had when it was intact.

The owner of the broken sword must have experienced a life-and-death battle, and in all likelihood, he has died.

Otherwise, who would give it up?

Xie Jiuniang squatted in front of the stall, looking at this item and touching it, like a newbie.

Written all over his body, come and kill me, come and kill me.

Xie Jiuniang asked: "Uncle, how much does one cost?"

"Not expensive." The vendor held out a finger.

Xie Jiuniang asked confusedly: "How much is one finger? One spirit bead?"

"It's a thousand spiritual stones." The vendor said with a dark face.

"Huh, okay, it's not 10,000."

Xie Jiuniang looked happy, which made the originally unhappy vendor feel worried. Could it be that her price was too low? But this girl's cassock was ordinary, and she didn't look like a child from a wealthy family.

The next moment, Xie Jiuniang said again with a heartbroken look, "Uncle, can you negotiate the price? Do you want to sell a piece of spiritual stone? If you sell it, I will bite the bullet and buy one, but the uncle must ensure that it is an ancient stone."

He came from Xiudongfu."

The street vendor was confused.

What did he hear just now?

A spiritual stone? Or just buy one if you are on a diet?

The corner of the street vendor's mouth twitched, come on, he is really a poor little guy.

The neighboring vendor thought his colleague had caught another aquatic fish, but...that's it?

Xie Jiuniang blinked her innocent eyes.

It looked like I was betting all my money on it.

No matter how much the vendor negotiated the price, Xie Jiuniang still bit a piece of spiritual stone to death. In her previous life, she bought it for a piece of spiritual stone, which shows that this uncle's heart is not worth a piece of broken sword.

If that's the case, why should she pay more?

After dawdling for a while, the vendor saw someone looking over from not far away, and quickly whispered: "Okay, okay, just one piece, pick one quickly."

"Okay, thank you uncle, I wish you a prosperous business and get rich overnight!"

Xie Jiuniang threw down a spiritual stone, grabbed the broken sword, put it in her storage bag and ran away.

He didn't see the vendor behind him put away the spiritual stone, and then said to the next customer with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, it's better to come early than to come by chance. I just bought the goods and haven't had time to put them on the table. It is said..."

Good night

(End of chapter)


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