"Yours?" Huo Qing smiled disdainfully, "Did this boss accept your spirit stone?"
The monk selling the pen stretched out his hand holding five spiritual stones and said weakly: "Take it..."
Huo Qing glared fiercely at him, then hurriedly shrank back.
"So what if I gave it to you, now I'll sell it for double the price!" Huo Qing threw ten spiritual stones to the stall owner.
The stall owner was an honest person. Since he had already sold it to Huo Qizhi, he couldn't regret it. But he didn't want to get into trouble, so he handed the spirit stone to him and hesitantly advised: "It's just an old writing brush.
My friend, why not sell it to him and earn five spiritual stones."
"Did you hear that?" Huo Qing looked at Huo Qizhi with a charitable look, "You have already earned the five spirit stones, so stop pretending to refuse."
"I won't sell it." He didn't even look at the spirit stone.
"Say it again!"
"Don't say double, even ten times is the same answer. I won't sell it." Huo Qizhi tightened the pen in his hand and said word by word.
"I think you just want to die!"
Seeing that Huo Qing wanted to take action when he disagreed, Tong Yan, who couldn't squeeze in, became a little anxious.
Huo Qizhi's talent is so high, but if Huo Qing wants to take action, he is no match for him.
In desperation, she shouted, "Excuse me, I know the people inside!"
The man next to him who was too crowded to move heard this and sneered, "I know the people inside, so I can't get in."
Tong Yan:...Why is it different from what she expected?
No one gave way and still questioned her. Was she being punished by heaven?
Still no longer the protagonist!
The wind was surging inside, Huo Qing had already used his spiritual power, and was about to give Huo Qizhi a lesson.
With a muffled groan and the sound of falling to the ground, everyone around him took a breath at the same time.
Huo Qizhi actually received a punch from Huo Qing, half-kneeling on the ground in pain, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You can't even catch 30% of my strength, and you dare to fight with me!"
The public thought that Huo Qi was so confident and had some strength or trump card that made him refuse to sell his pen.
Who would have thought that a weak person could not withstand a punch, so why would he be so stubborn with others?
Everyone couldn't help but mutter, "How can a broken pen be so easy to steal?"
"That's right, I thought it was a close fight, but from this look, it's clear that this person is looking for abuse!"
Huo Qing stepped forward to grab the brush, but Huo Qizhi resisted and dodged. An angry look appeared in his eyes, and he slapped Huo Qizhi with his palm.
"What a shameless thing!"
After grabbing the pen, he played with it wantonly in his hand, looking at Huo Qizhi from time to time, his eyes full of proud provocation.
"Trash is trash. This broken pen is just right for you."
He looked at it for a long time and didn't see anything good about it, so he wanted to break it and throw it on the ground, and hit Huo Qizhi again.
Huo Qizhi rushed forward to stop him in time, but was kicked away again and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The situation inside was urgent, and Tong Yan didn't care if there were monks around him. If he used his spiritual power to force his way in, it would be mistaken for a provocation.
The spiritual power enveloped his whole body, and he rushed forward with brute strength regardless of the anger of the people around him.
He shouted, "Stop!" but it unexpectedly overlapped with another voice.
As soon as he came in, he saw a leg kicking Huo Qizhi sharply.
With a look on her face, she kicked the person back, turned sideways, pulled up the person on the ground, and protected her from behind.
"Don't go too far as a human being." Tong Yan looked at Huo Qing coldly.
The person who was hit was annoyed at first, but seeing that she really knew the people inside and the situation suddenly changed, he became considerate and concentrated on watching the show.
Huo Qing was angry that someone was meddling in his business, but after recognizing that it was Tong Yan, he calmed down part of his emotions.
An ordinary disciple may not know her, but he knows that the person opposite will soon be the young sect leader's disciple.
He couldn't afford to offend him, but he was unwilling to do so, "This is our Huo family's children's business, it has nothing to do with you."
Tong Yan asked back: "What does it have to do with you that others can buy and sell freely, or is it the rules of your family to buy and sell by force, to injure and rob your brothers of the same clan?"
Huo Qing held back his anger and said, "Of course not!"
"That's what we saw!" Tong Yan said aggressively, "The brush is not yours, please return it."
Huo Qing clenched his fists and his chest heaved, obviously unwilling to agree.
At this time, a female voice sounded like a Guan Yingyu.
"Junior Brother Huo Qing, how can you bully your clan brother in private? If Uncle Huo finds out, he will definitely be punished."
Tong Yan clearly saw the surprise and surprise on Huo Qing's face.
He said happily: "Senior Sister Lingmiao, are you out of seclusion?"
After a pause, he added, "I just can't get used to seeing this trash..."
Senior Sister Lingmiao scolded lightly, "Junior brother, please be careful what you say."
And Huo Qing was very obedient and kept his mouth shut.
"Give things back to people."
Huo Qing glanced at her, and even though he was reluctant, he did as he was told, threw away the pen, and said, "It's a piece of shit, no one cares about it."
Tong Yan caught the pen quickly with quick hands, checked that it was intact, and handed it to Huo Qizhi.
However, Huo Qizhi's expression was a little strange, and he took the pen silently without looking up at the other side.
Do you know them?
Sure enough, they knew each other. Lingmiao Lianbu came over lightly and looked behind her.
"Junior Brother Qizhi, you are doing well lately."
Huo Qizhi raised his eyes and looked at her, and said calmly: "It's very good that I'm worried about you, Senior Sister."
He gently held Tong Yan's hand and said, "We still have something to do, so let's take a step first and thank you, senior sister."
This time the crowd automatically moved out of the way and they were able to leave smoothly.
But thanks to Shunfeng Er, she clearly heard Huo Qing and Lingmiao say, "Senior sister, you have already terminated your engagement with him, and you still care about what he does..."
Mom, she seems to have come to the set of Waste Material Counterattack!
When the two of them got out of the encirclement, they saw He Zhan standing behind the crowd, looking at her aggrievedly.
Oh, I was so anxious just now that I got him in the crowd.
She smiled coquettishly and said without confidence, "Azhan is here. Why didn't I see you just now?"
He Zhan stepped forward and took Huo Qizhi's hand, shaking it coquettishly: "Sister Yan, don't forget me next time."
Tong Yan kept nodding his head and ensuring: "It will definitely happen."
His hands were empty. Huo Qizhi lowered his eyes and held them twice in discomfort. Then he raised his eyes and met He Zhan's eyes.
Cold and paranoid, it is like the hostility and warning issued by a lone wolf when his private property is coveted.
His eyes flashed away, and he looked at Tong Yan with a pure and innocent look on his face. Huo Qizhi almost thought that look was his illusion.
Tong Yan: "Let's go find Ji Xing quickly. He just came to Yatai City. What should we do if he gets lost in a place he's not familiar with?"
The three of them had not walked forward for long when they met Ji Xing who came back to look for them. After exchanging what happened after they separated, the four of them continued shopping.
This time Tong Yan was more careful and tried to keep the four of them as close as possible to avoid getting separated again.
Ji Xing's steps were a bit long, and Tong Yan had to walk a little faster to keep up. After following him for a few steps, he saw him stop in front of a stall selling talismans.
He and the stall owner discussed everything from the material of the talisman to the production methods and uses, but it was so profound that she was confused.
Tong Yan's attention shifted to the talismans on the stall. Most of them were very basic talismans and some materials. However, in front of the stall owner, there was a talisman with no clear function.
Seeing the two of them chatting happily, she was too embarrassed to interrupt them, so she reached out and picked it up to take a look.
She turned over and over again but couldn't see anything interesting. Just when she was about to put it back, the stall owner suddenly spoke to her.
"Do you know this talisman, little fellow Taoist?"
Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know you. This is the first time I've seen a talisman of this style."
The stall owner smiled and said: "I got this ancient talisman in the Huangchen Secret Realm last time, but the talisman has been stored in the secret realm for too long, and its spiritual power has long been lost, so I can't tell what the talisman is.
Later, when I set up a stall, I would always take it out to try my luck and see if anyone recognizes it."
Ji Xing also looked over, his eyes rested on the talisman for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "This talisman has some sinister aura."
Buddhist practitioners are most sensitive to these evil spirits, so what he said must be true.
Tong Yan was so frightened that he threw the things away, and the stall owner almost became angry and raised his beard.
"But because it was so long ago, it has no effect, and only a trace of Yin Qi remains on the paper."
I told you earlier.
It turned out to be just a false alarm, and she sighed: "Fortunately, it's not some kind of ghost container or some inexplicable spell."
Then she would want to cut off his claws.
Ji Xing still reminded her, "Don't touch these useless things at will in the future."
Her vigilance is too weak.
Tong Yan quickly agreed, stood up, turned around and looked around, wondering: "Where did Huo Qizhi go? Don't lose it again."
He asked He Zhan with his eyes, but He Zhan shook his head blankly, expressing that he didn't know.
She walked a few steps toward the street, and after Ji Xing's reminder, she saw Huo Qizhi far behind, with his back to them.
He seemed to be talking to someone.
She trotted over and said worriedly, "Brother, you just encountered something, why don't you keep up with me?"
She was really afraid that if he met someone who was looking for trouble again, he would be crippled with another slap.
When he was about to arrive, Tong Yan saw the figure in front of him flash, and the man holding the fortune-telling equipment hurriedly left.
Tong Yan couldn't help but joke: "Were you telling fortunes just now? Who do you think you are?"
After saying that, I realized something was wrong and quickly said, "No, what kind of...are you?"
Tong Yan scratched his head, it still seemed weird...
Huo Qizhi looked at her strangely, probably thinking that he suspected Tong Yan was scolding him, but he had no evidence.
After a while, Huo Qizhi said: "I just met a madman who talked like crazy."
Tong Yan didn't believe it. It was so easy to meet a madman on the street.
Then I thought that the person in front of me might be the counterattack protagonist of a certain novel. It is normal to encounter strange things.
So she said meaningfully: "Perhaps some expert is really giving me some advice, or maybe he sees some amazing hidden talent you have."
When Huo Qizhi heard this, he looked at her with slightly complicated eyes, "Do you... think so?" That word couldn't have been softer.
"People have unlimited potential!" Especially a protagonist like him.
Perhaps inspired by the child's words, Huo Qizhi looked at her blankly for a while and then suddenly smiled.
The smile suddenly dispelled the gloomy air from his body, making him look like a very ordinary boy.