If in normal times, if someone picks up something because he doesn't know the goods, the merchant can only blame himself for being blind. Even if he wants to regret it afterwards, the truth will not be on his side, and others will look down on him. Who can
I'm trying to make you blind. This principle is the code of conduct for these merchant monks!
Originally, the merchant did not dare to repent in public, not to mention that he was only a casual cultivator at the beginning of the martial arts realm, and did not have the ability or power to confront Yang Junshan and the other three.
However, the two parties had not yet cleared the money and goods, and had only reached a verbal agreement, but it was destroyed by Xiong Xiying's men. As a businessman, the most difficult thing to test on a daily basis is one's eye for price. This person dared to stand up to the inner disciples of the Shaking Sky Sect.
Even a fool knows how to hug anyone who has a hand in it, not to mention having a thousand jade coins, which is already an extremely considerable wealth for him, a wandering merchant and casual cultivator.
Today's situation was obviously provoked by Xiong Xiying on purpose. Liu Zhifei didn't know whether the other party had premeditated it or whether it was a whim after encountering it unintentionally. However, it seems that the latter is more likely. If it is true,
Yang Junshan would not have planned such a clumsy trap.
Liu Zhifei wanted to calm down the matter, but Xiong Xiying obviously did not take him seriously. He just said coldly: "It is precisely because he is a subordinate of junior brother that he has to have stricter requirements. Where is this place? This is a quarrying place. It is from Jade."
The monks from all over the state are doing business, not the county seat of Yu County! Every disciple of the Shaking Sky Sect here has the obligation to safeguard the glory of the sect. Is it possible that the junior brother has ignored the sect's face just because he protected one of his team members? "
Xiong Xiying put down his big hat, and Liu Zhifei's face turned green and white. At this time, he felt quite trapped in a dilemma. Naturally, he had to protect his team members. He wanted to get the quota of true disciples. Can he survive this time at the border?
Achieving eye-catching achievements in experience is the key, and people's hearts still need to be won over, not to mention that Yang Junshan is now an indispensable presence in the third team; but if you really want to protect Yang Junshan, I am afraid you will have to offend Xiong Xiying in front of you. This is
A true disciple of the Zhen Sect, now a monk at the peak of the Martial Realm, he is a popular candidate for the third generation of the Shaking Sky Sect to advance to the Zhenren Realm.
To be honest, Liu Zhifei had already known each member of the third team beforehand. Although he was not from Mengyu County, his teacher had a close relationship with Chen Jizhen, the magistrate of Mengyu County, so he could easily
I found out the details of all the members of the third team, so I also knew some of the dirty things that happened in Xishan Village about the Xiong family.
This was also the reason why he hinted to Xiong Xiyi not to target Yang Junshan when the team was first established, but at that time he just didn't want there to be disputes within the team.
When Liu Zhifei was in a dilemma, Yang Junshan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Okay, if we admit defeat, then we will also pay a thousand jade coins to buy this clay pot!"
"Well..." As soon as Yang Junshan spoke, Wu Shuo beside him seemed to have expected that Jiu Li would be dissatisfied. Just when Yang Junshan finished speaking, Wu Shuo put his hand on Jiu Li's shoulder.
, I don’t know what secret technique of the witch clan he used. Jiu Li really wanted to scream with an angry face, but no sound came out of his mouth.
Liu Zhifei breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Xiong Xiying deliberately provoked the matter and that Yang Junshan was not at fault, at this time he could only hope that Yang Junshan could take a step back. Otherwise, if the two sides really wanted to fight, it would be difficult for Liu Zhifei to guarantee that he would be there.
You will never take the side of your fellow students.
Yang Junshan also quoted the price of one thousand jade coins, but unexpectedly, the man in brocade clothes in front of him sneered: "Even if you want to buy this jar first, there is no reason why you can take it away at the same price as us.
, what’s more, it’s not even sure whether this merchant is willing to sell the jar to you!”
Yang Junshan's expression remained unchanged and he said directly: "One thousand, two hundred jade coins!"
The monk in Jinyi glanced at Xiong Xiying who was calm next to him, and the excitement on his face became more intense, and said: "Hey, I will pay you 1,500 jade coins. Fellow Taoist, I heard that you are also an array master? So?
I think the value of the formation engraved on this jar is very clear, so the higher the price you pay, the more I believe that this jar is valuable, so..., hehehehe!"
The monk in golden clothes revealed Yang Junshan's identity as the formation master, which made the monks watching the excitement let out a low cry. Then when they looked at Yang Junshan, their eyes changed. The status of the formation master in the world of cultivation is not like that of alchemists and alchemists.
The impression given by monks such as weapon masters is more intuitive, because the number of formation masters is much rarer than that of alchemists, and more often they give people a sense of ethereal mystery. Nowadays, an formation master is a living person
Standing in front of everyone, how can you not make them feel strange?
But precisely because of this, the many monks who were watching were even more convinced that this jar was of extraordinary value. Many people were already ready to join in the bidding, and some people put their hands to their mouths and whispered silently. After a while,
A sound transmission talisman rushed into the sky.
Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and asked: "Brother Liu, can you lend me a thousand jade coins and I can pay you back after today?"
Liu Zhifei was startled for a moment and glanced at Xiong Xiying aside. Seeing that he had no expression and looked calm, he said, "Okay, don't worry about paying it back!"
Yang Junshan took the money bag from his hand and weighed it. A rattling sound came from the bag, and then he said to the monk in golden clothes: "You have also seen it. I only have two thousand jade coins in my hand now. If you even
With one more jade coin, this jar will be yours!"
The monk in brocade clothes first showed a trace of ridicule, and then the ridicule filled his entire expression. Then he glanced at the companions behind him, and they "coaxed" them into bursts of laughter.
Some of them hugged their bellies and bent over with laughter, and some laughed until tears came out. In unison, everyone looked at Yang Junshan as if they were looking at a fool.
"Oh, it makes me laugh. A broken jar can actually be sold for two thousand jade coins!"
"Did you see it? This is a stick!"
"Returning to the Formation Master, you think you are so great. Aren't you just a half-assed person who got lucky and learned one or two formations? A guy who is imitating cats and tigers dares to call himself an Formation Master, and he is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue!
"
"Do you know who Young Master Xiong is? He is an authentic monk of the Shaking Heaven Sect. He will definitely become a real monk in the future. He is the real knowledgeable and knowledgeable person. This jar is indeed carved on
It is indeed an exquisite formation, and it is also a spirit-gathering formation, but that level of spirit-gathering formation has at least five more inheritances in Shaking Sky Sect!"
"This kind of formation is a trashy thing in Shaking Sky Sect. The formation masters of Shaking Sky Sect don't even care about it. This kid actually takes it as a treasure and pays back two thousand jade coins. What an idiot!"
"You can't say that. Maybe the things that are on the streets of Shaotian Sect are being held as rare treasures by people outside!"
The roars of laughter from the monks in gilded robes made the monks around them stunned. Looking at Xiong Xiying on the side, she looked unconcerned and showed off her superior demeanor.
Some of the onlookers sighed secretly, some gloated, some were thoughtful, and some walked away. Liu Zhifei and other inner disciples of Shaking Heaven Sect did not look good at this time. These monks in robes
It seemed that he was ridiculing Yang Junshan, but the tone of his words was more like he was trying to discredit the Shaking Sky Sect.
But even if they were dissatisfied, they could not get angry, because behind these monks in robes was obviously Xiong Xiying, an authentic disciple, whose status was far beyond what they could compare with.
At this time, Liu Zhifei saw a person flash out in front of him. It was Zhang Yueming who had been following everyone and said nothing. He said: "Senior Brother Xiong, you have to be merciful and merciful. I think this matter is fine."
Come on!"
One of the Jinyi monks saw that someone actually dared to stand up and talk to Xiong Xiying in a humble manner. Although the other party was an inner disciple of Shaotian Sect, the hierarchy within Shaotian Sect was very strict. This guy immediately seized this opportunity to show his loyalty and jumped.
He came out and scolded: "Boy, who the hell are you? How dare you talk to Young Master Xiong like that!"
"Shut up!"
Xiong Xiying suddenly stopped shouting, and the man turned pale with fright. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but Xiong Xiying had a rare gentle tone at this time and said: "Since it is Junior Brother Zhang who is speaking, this face
I will definitely give it to you, so you guys, get out of here!"
A few monks in gilded robes dared to stay. They bowed respectfully to Xiong Xiying and then got out of the crowd and left.
At this time, Yang Junshan walked up to the merchant. The merchant couldn't help but shrink his neck, and only heard Yang Junshan say: "Here are two thousand jade coins, I will take the jar!"
The merchant hurriedly took the two money bags and said incoherently: "Take it, okay, take it all, it's all yours..."
Seeing Yang Junshan pick up the jar and throw it into the storage bag, the merchant hurriedly put away the pile of things on the ground. He didn't know how many things were broken in his panic, but he didn't care about feeling bad and just carried them on his back.
He packed a big bag of things and left here as if running for his life.
Xiong Xiyi glanced at Zhang Yueming meaningfully and said: "Now that the things here are understood and the fellow Taoist monk has not suffered any loss, I will leave here. Junior Brother Zhang, you guys can do whatever you want!"
The crowd of spectators were dispersing, and Liu Zhifei looked a little embarrassed and said: "Xiao Yang, I didn't know what happened today would turn out like this. Don't take it seriously. Senior Brother Xiong is not something that your Yang family can do."
To provoke.”
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Something happened at home. I have been busy these days. I travel back and forth between my hometown and the city. Sometimes it’s not that I don’t have time to write, but I think about sleeping as soon as I sit down. I always think about sleeping first, sleeping first.
I write when I wake up, but once I fall asleep, I don’t have the willpower to get up again. Then I sleep for eight or nine hours. When I wake up, it’s time to continue running. I feel regret along the way. After two or three hours, is it possible?
Can’t you sleep two or three hours less to code out a chapter? Then make up your mind, and then continue the collapse cycle...
Sui Qiu’s willpower needs to be strengthened urgently!