
Poplar city.
"Oh, life is really as lonely as snow."
The fat little man was wearing a majestic and luxurious military uniform, with five or six beautiful and exquisite storage bags wrapped around his waist, which he was wearing, and holding a large pile of dazzling high-tier spirit stones in his arms, walked down a busy street with a sad face.
"Yesterday, Brother Fatty was obviously just a farmer on hoe day, but this morning, a monk came to the house, insisting that my family had some kind of spiritual vein belonging to me! He bought ten acres of good land from my family forcibly, and gave it again." I have so many Laoshizi spirit stones! What to do, I don't know how much money can be exchanged for this spirit stone!"
He shook his head and deliberately shouted loudly, as if he was afraid that those around him would not hear him, and he was like a rich local who had suddenly become rich.
"Hey, from now on, my fat brother is also a rich man. First use this spirit stone to exchange for a golden hoe, then a golden scythe! Even if you are the Emperor, I'm afraid this is his treatment, right? From now on Plants should be more fertile while still alive!"
The fat little man was silly and happy, and after a while of public display, he walked through the streets and alleys and roamed around in the little alley that was rarely visited.After repeating it a few times, he walked through the streets and alleys, the three people led by a cultivator at the forging level finally blocked the path.
“Bad little guy, I heard you want to sell spirit stones?” The cultivator at the forging level took a step forward and asked with a smile.
The fat little man smiled innocently and said: "Yes, these stones are rare treasures for the monk, but to me they are all worthless money."
"I've bought all the books." The cultivator at the forging condition smiled more intensely, and once he extended his hand, the two cultivators at the picking condition beside him immediately took out some silver coins and placed them in his hand, "It's three thousand taels of silver. Ticket, this spirit stone is more than enough to buy you. If there's any extra, I'll give you a present."
The fat little man across was just a human with blind eyes and blind eyes.
Three thousand taels of silver was indeed more than enough to purchase over ten low-grade spirit stones, though, but anyone with sharp eyes could tell that the hundreds of heavy spirit stones on the arm of the fat little man were all of the highest quality and wealth of top grade spirit stone energy which was high-end products, rare items that have a price but no market.
"It's only three thousand taels ..." The fat little man tightened his grip on Lingshi in his arms, showing dissatisfaction.
The cultivator in the Forging Realm raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Not enough? Five thousand taels!"
The fat little man shook his head and said, "Sister, are you going to fool me again?"
"Eight thousand taels!" The cultivator in the Forging Realm sneered and said, "To be honest, this nonsense in your hands is only worth a very small sum of money. If you still want to be greedy, you should give a toast instead of eating quality wine."
The fat little man was extremely depressed and said: "However, the monk who came to my house to buy a field in the morning said that this spirit stone was enough for me to exchange for a woman who was working hard forging and returning. to help me hoe the earth together! Let me do it! I cannot be fooled by others. I was thinking of turning into a forging woman to help me farm, and then using my savings over the years to find the wife of a matchmaker in the village ..."
"that's enough!"
The Cultivator of the Forging Realm shouted decisively: "It's a waste of time. Xiaode, break her limbs for me, and bring the spirit stones directly."
"Yes sir."
A cultivator in the Qi-Picking Realm took out a sharp dagger from the storage bag, and walked towards the fat little man with an evil smile.
The simple and honest fat little man's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he said in a sly tone: "What are you going to do? There is no truth in business! I can warn you, the fat man is not easily bullied. ."
The cultivator named 'Little Virtue' smirked in contempt and said, "A little human dares threaten us if he toasts and refuses to drink quality wine? He sought his own death. Originally, he had only planned to cut off your limbs, but it seemed like he could not. Very good."
The fat little guy suddenly slapped his chest and said, "OK, you can hurt big brother's hair, I'll take your last name."
Qin Gou smiled warmly as if looking at a family member, and said with a smile on his face, "You must be planning to rob, right? Are you planning to kill people directly? Yeah, they're really three famous heroes."
For a moment, the three of them looked like they had just seen a ghost.
Where did this guy come from? What way? Why they didn't realize it at all.
"Ahem, fellow daoist, don't fuss. How about we split the bill after the problem is over? "The cultivators in the forging country laughed flatly and said persuasively.
"Kids make choices, I want everything!" Qin Gou grinned and took out his long sword.
The cultivator in the Forging Realm frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Daoist Fellow, aren't you planning to deceive others?"
Hearing this, Qin Gou and the fat little man looked at each other and smiled The fat little man slapped the storage bag and took out a large mace as tall as one person.
Are you in the same group?” The three people across suddenly turned pale from shock.
Qin Gou and the fat little man smiled evilly and walked towards the three of them.
"Wait, what are you going to do!"
"Please, someone's robbing the robber!"
"Where is Wang Fa!!"
...
It turned out that this fat little man was the strange man Qin Gou met at the gate of Gu Yue City three days ago. His real name is Chen Keshuai. He didn't look like a villain, so he just stayed by his side and walked with him.
The system had not given a new task these few days, and Qin Gou was unlikely to return to Mount Huyue directly.Seeing this fat little man was born honest, honest, and eloquent, he said, he was a man that could be made, so he let him work with him as a substitute.It was the sky's way '.
Whenever some criminals were released, Qin Gou would reward Chen Keshuai with a large amount of spirit stones with a large wave of his hand, which made the fat little guy so happy that he couldn't think of leaving.
After half an hour.
Chen Keshuai who used to be dressed in gold, silver, and the rich man of the land, changed his appearance, wearing rough cloth and white clothes as well as wearing linen and mourning.
Passing pedestrians are dumbfounded. They had seen a big, watery-looking girl and a daughter-in-law selling themselves to bury their father. How could a fat man play like this? What can you do by buying her a home? Can you make a poor family?
And the real mystery lay at the bottom of the broken porcelain bowl in front of Chen Keshuai, buried under the shards of silver dropped by a kind-hearted person, was a high-tier spirit stone with a strong breath, quietly waiting for the release of his 'guest'.
Suddenly, the broken porcelain bowl in front of Chen Keshuai was kicked out, the eyes of the fat little man who lowered his head suddenly burst into light, Qin Gou, who was disguised as a corpse, was, leaping out of the white cloth, and the long sword unsheathed, coldly shouted: "Where did the villain come from?"
A black-robed old man stared straight at Qin Gou with sparkling eyes, as if he was looking at an unparalleled beauty, and let out a piercing smile.
"I finally found you. Fortunately, I didn't give up."