Fu Nanhua, the young lord of Laolong City, was sitting upright opposite the boy surnamed Song, carefully holding the small pot with the bottom marl with his hands, and carefully looking at the bottom marl mark, as if he admired the graceful body of a beautiful lady, looking at it all over the world, looking at it, rubbing, and breathing. Fu Nanhua had been tossing and tossing for half an hour, and couldn't let go of it. There were always people or things that made people fall in love at first sight and feel happy. For Fu Nanhua, who was picky, this heart-raising pot is exactly this. Although there are only a line between picking up bargains and slashing eyes, Fu Nanhua firmly believes that he was the former this time, and the gap he picked up is not small. Lao Long City where he is located is among the many sects in the south of Dongbao Pingzhou, so Fu Nanhua is truly a child of the immortal family who has seen great wealth, which is also the reason why Cai Jinjian showed weakness all the time before.

Song Jixin yawned, hurried in the chair, changed into a more comfortable position, and asked lazily: "Brother Fu, since the authenticity of the thing has been confirmed, should we talk about the price?"

Fu Nanhua, who is rarely called brothers, suppressed a faint discomfort in his heart, reluctantly put down the mountain marble pot and smiled: "I know what my sincerity is, Brother Song must know. Otherwise, I would never be open and honest. I will directly tell the true value of this pot as soon as I meet, and I will not be so slow and slow. I will directly show my determination to win this pot, in order to avoid both parties asking for money to be paid in a hurry, wasting time, and hurting brotherly relationships. Brother Song, I, Fu Nanhua, have regarded you as a confidant on the road to practice in the future. At present, I can do business with confidence, and whether you can rely on good fortune or misfortune in the future, or even entrust life and death, it depends on whether we take the first step today, whether we are going down-to-earth or not."

Song Jixin stretched out a finger, pointed out the Gaoguan young master with a sincere expression, and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, I am very vulgar and full of money. Of course, my friends will recognize you. But when everyone sits down to discuss business, if someone talks about brotherhood to me, I will inevitably ask myself in my heart, will such a person need him to talk about brotherhood in the future, and he is actually planning to do business in his heart?"

Fu Nanhua's face turned cold, and he leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, and gently tapped the table with one finger, his movements were gentle and silent.

Song Jixin seemed to be unaware of Fu Nanhua's attitude change, "I'm sincere when calling you Brother Fu, take out this pot and give you a look. Since everyone wants to make a deal, then be more straightforward. Brother Fu, you give the price, I nod or shake my head, I'll give you two chances to bid. After two times, it's equivalent to passing this village without this store. You promise me a mountain of gold and silver. Sorry, brother, I won't sell it."

"The jade pendant was my meeting gift, called "Laolong Buyu". It is not a powerful magic weapon for immortals. It can only escape the summer heat, clear the mind and avoid filth, especially for meditation and forgetting. If there is a secret formula from the Taoist sect as an auxiliary, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Fu Nanhua smiled sincerely, and there was no arrogant look on his face. He put an embroidered bag on the table, pushed it to Song Jixin with his palm, and said solemnly: "My bag of copper coins is called offering money. It is one of the many incense money in the world. It is generally worshipped on the statue of the City God Temple or Wenchang Pavilion, held in his mouth, hidden in his belly, and held on his palm. It is all possible, and each has its own requirements and functions. But these are not the most important. The real key point is that these coins that look like gold are far more expensive than gold. The immortal once said that "the water may be picky, and the secret of the golden essence is not discussed", which means this thing. This bag of gold essence offering money is more than enough for buying a pot. It is still a fair price. If the old dragon pendant is added, I, Fu Nanhua, dare to say that you will definitely make a profit from Brother Song."

After saying these "heartfelt words", Fu Nanhua Jing and others replied.

Song Jixin was silent for a moment, blinked and asked, "Is it over?"

Fu Nanhua smiled bitterly and said, "I'm done."

The boy suddenly turned his back and slapped him on the table, "Of the last name Fu, get out of your uncle! I am a three-year-old child who is so fooled?! Before you enter the town, you will have three bags of copper coins. After that, every time you get a treasure, no matter how big or small, you will have to give it a bag. A bag of copper coins can be as many as thirty, or at least twenty, but are there twelve pieces in your shriveled wallet?! You don't even talk about this honesty, and you dare to change opportunities from your uncle?"

Fu Nanhua's fingers increased the weight, from slow to fast, tapping the table again and again.

Song Jixin's heart trembled, and he had difficulty breathing for no reason. His face turned red and blood bleeded out of his eyes. The boy quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it on his heart. His heartbeat was as violent as a drum, and it was like he was about to break through his chest.

Fu Nanhua gradually slowed down the speed of his finger tapping, and the boy's face improved. Fu Nanhua asked with a smile: "Since the first time I have offered the price and I haven't agreed to it, I will open the price again. Twenty-four gold essences are provided with money. Will you sell this marl pot?"

Song Jixin, who was sweating profusely, was hesitant. Seeing that the other party was moving, the young man was about to ease the situation. The young lord of Laolong City, who was used to being held by stars, had accelerated the knocking speed again, like a sudden summer rain.

Song Jixin pressed his chest with both hands, his handsome face had already been twisted, with a hint of ruthless smile.

Fu Nanhua almost couldn't help but knock the wolf cub to death, but at the last moment, he ascended the sky step by step and proved immortality, but still overwhelmed his personal likes and dislikes, so he stopped his fingers and let the young man go.

Song Jixin gasped, his eyes were hot and he smiled hoarsely.

Fu Nanhua was puzzled by this. There seemed to be no hatred in the boy's eyes. Fu Nanhua didn't think it was a terrifying thing. On the road to cultivation, there were many weird people, and they just asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Jixin's breathing became more and more stable, he leaned against the back of the chair, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said with a bright look: "I was extremely happy when I thought of the near future, I could have the ability of you, and I would kill someone with a blink of an eye."

Fu Nanhua laughed it off and was worthy of being a fellow man who made him appreciate each other.

It is best to deal with people like this. As long as you have a better position than him, it may be the hardest to deal with. Once he climbs over his head.

However, the young city lord of Laolong City does not feel that after successfully intercepting the opportunity here, he will not be as good as a young man who was not taken away from the town before he was nine years old.

Song Jixin looked at the small pot on the table, half a bag of copper coins, and then looked up and said, "Fu Nanhua, I have two conditions. As long as you agree, I will sell you a marl pot and take out an old item that is not inferior to it."

Fu Nanhua suppressed his joy and tried his best tone to be calm: "Tell me, let me see."

Song Jixin didn't keep it in a circle, and he was speechless and never stopped. "First, I want you to give me three bags of gold coins, not two!"

Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "Yes!"

Song Jixin stared at the other party's eyes.

Fu Nanhua smiled and said, "Believe it or not. At the same time, before I go out today, you must take out the thing worth two bags of golden spirit and let me see it myself."

Song Jixin also nodded and said, "Of course!"

Fu Nanhua asked, "So the second condition?"

Song Jixin said slowly: "Kill someone for me."

Fu Nanhua shook his head and said, "Since you know how many copper coins a bag is, you should know that we 'outsiders' cannot kill people here at will, otherwise you will be expelled from the town immediately, and even some of the roots and bones may be peeled off. The saints then use immortals to strip away the relevant opportunities, which is a terrible sight, and it will cause the family to lose all opportunities here."

Song Jixin raised his lips, "Don't rush to refuse, you can wait and see what happens?"

Fu Nanhua asked with a smile: "I'm very curious, who do you want to kill?"

Song Jixin said half true and half falsely: "I'm thinking too."

Fu Nanhua picked up the small pot again, felt the delicate texture of the pot body, and said casually: "Then I will wait and see."

Opposite the table, the boy subconsciously rubbed his neck, his face extremely bad.

———

Before, Zhigui sent Cai Jinjian outside the Gu family courtyard. At that time, Song Jixin's maid went shopping on her own. Cai Jinjian pushed the door open and entered, and was as if struck by lightning. She stood there and did not dare to move. Looking at the old man sitting on the bench, she asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, is the Zhenjun Jie Jiang who is secretly practicing in Shujian Lake?"

The old man asked, "How did you recognize me?"

Cai Jinjian said respectfully: "My younger generation, Cai Jinjian, followed his father to Shujian Lake ten years ago to watch the wonders of the old turtle carrying the monument. He was fortunate to see the style of his predecessors from afar. He still remembers it freshly and still unforgettable to remember it."

The old man nodded and said, "I understand."

Cai Jinjian was in a slightly heavier mood, "True Lord, I want to..."

"Story Master" who is known as "Zejiang Zhenjun", glanced at her and said calmly: "For the sake of the ancestor Songxia, I don't care about your uninvited person, so I will not be able to go down as an example. After leaving the yard, remember to close the door."

Cai Jinjian was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I will leave first."

She really left like this, and she didn't forget to close the door obediently, her movements were gentle and unsparing.

In the courtyard, the woman looked over the gate and asked worriedly: "Xian Ge, she doesn't seem to give up. Is there any trouble?"

The old man with the title of "True Lord" sneered: "When you enter the town, exhale and fart, it may be troublesome. Do you need opportunities for this?"

The woman was speechless.

The old man smiled, "Let me ask you, Gu, if you have a choice, would you be willing to let Gu Can go to Yunxia Mountain to practice, or follow me to Shujian Lake?"

"Don't rush to answer."

The old man waved his hand and told the woman not to rush to express his opinion. He slowly said, "Yunxia Mountain is the gate at the bottom of my second-rate Dongbao Pingzhou. However, if you think this Yunxia Mountain is not worth mentioning, it is a big mistake. The Yungen stone produced by Yunxia Mountain is a real treasure of heaven and earth. Not to mention Dongbao Pingzhou, there is only this one in the whole world. Therefore, Yunxia Mountain has a transcendent status and everyone is willing to respect him. Especially the Taoist sect of Taoism, the Taoist temple, which lasts for thousands of years and has a deep relationship with Yunxia Mountain. And I am just one of the monks of Shujian Lake, occupying only an island in the middle of the lake. There are only a handful of disciples and fewer than a hundred slaves."

The woman Gu smiled sweetly, and the old woman was still charming, "The difference between me and the woman in Yunxia Mountain is the difference between her and the immortals. How could I let Gu Can stay in the world of the cave and the blessed land and follow the woman to dig food in the fields?"

The old man smiled heartily, suddenly remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "What is the life experience of that young man? Gu, tell me in detail just in case."

The woman was stunned for a moment, stroked her hair in her temples, and then said softly: "That poor child is Chen Ping'an. Both parents grew up in the town. His mother has a good relationship with me, she looks average and has a very good temperament. I seem to have never seen her blush with anyone. Her man's appearance is not worthy of her, but her porcelain-burning skills are good. If she hadn't died early, she might have been able to become the head of the Dalong Kiln for twenty years. As for how she died, there is something to say

It was that rainy night. I was afraid of breaking the kiln fire, so I rushed to the road and fell into the stream after a mistake. Some people said that I was going to chop firewood and burn charcoal, greedy for small gains, and broke into the mountain blocked by the court, and brought the beasts into the deep mountains and forests. In short, the body was not found. The man had no trouble with a few sticks, and was good for his children. Every time he returned to the town, he would bring some small gifts, such as drums, sugar bodhisattvas, and old porcelain. Generally speaking, the family of three was still safe before the man died."

"After Chen Ping'an's father died, his mother probably had a heart disease and her spirit soon could not hold on. Her body, which was not strong, collapsed. In less than a year, she fell ill and was skinny and thin. She saw that we old neighbors were so angry that they could not recognize the handsome woman who was so beautiful back then. At that time, it was Chen Ping'an who was so old that she was taking care of her. She bought medicine and cooked medicine, cooked rice and cooked vegetables, and made everything. The child was too short at that time and had to step on the bench to cook vegetables. In order to save money, she bought medicine for her mother, and found some easy-to-see medicinal materials all over the mountains and fields. If there were too many, she sold them to the pharmacy shop."

"I guess one time I ate the wrong herb. When I returned to Nipiao Lane with my back basket, the child suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling all over the ground. We were so scared that we thought that the family of three was gone. My mother-in-law was still alive, so she said that it would be better for all the family to leave, so that everyone would not be able to live up to the hardships of the family. Later, the child was cured by himself and survived the disease, but the child still couldn't survive that winter. Oh, by the way, the immortal master, Chen Ping'an's child was born on the fifth day of the fifth month. The older generation of neighbors in our alley said that this was the most unlucky day of the year. It was easy to attract dirty things and implicate the family.

So after the child's parents left, they could no longer find a copper coin at home. Even the small items given by his father went to other places in the town to find those peers to exchange for food..."

When the woman said this, the old man finally spoke, "Fifth day of the fifth month? It's interesting, let me calculate."

When you pinch your fingers, you will find a world of things in your sleeves.

Seeing the woman in a daze, the old man smiled and said, "You continue to say yes."

The woman said, "After so many years of neighborhood relationships, we who live in Nipin Lane don't dare to bring Chen Ping'an to her house, but we can help him from time to time and send him a few bowls of food. This little thing can still be done. People's hearts are full of flesh. To be honest, if it weren't for the birthday of the child, it would be really scary, otherwise no one would have felt sorry for this sensible child from the bottom of their hearts. Of course, there are also some unkind people in the neighborhood. Some guys who are shameful to others like to deliberately practice that child, which made him finally have to become a kiln apprentice. You must know that before his mother died, she would have to promise her that even if she was a beggar in the future, she would never be allowed to work in the dragon kiln. It is definitely not an ordinary thing to be a filial child and obedient child to break his oath."

The old man asked, "Do you know the names and birth dates of the young man?"

The woman only said that she knew her name, but no one knew her birth date. The old man said it was not a problem, and after a moment, she sneered: "The tricks of carving and insects, the tricks of ghosts!"

The woman was confused.

The old man explained: "The man died of a bad life and probably learned the secret of the town by accident. Unfortunately, his luck is far worse than your family. Zu Yin cannot be more than your family. In the end, the man secretly broke the porcelain bottle of his life for the safety of his son. In this way, a certain sect outside the town was lost. This was a huge investment. A small kiln worker could not afford it, so he had to pay for his life. A life was not enough, so he added his wife's wife. It was ridiculous. Perhaps the death of the kiln worker was too light for some people and was too lazy to spend extra energy. Therefore, the cover technique used to hide the world was so simple and it was too unacceptable to take it seriously."

The woman's face was dull.

The old man pierced the woman's thoughts at a glance and asked with a smile: "Why, have you regretted guilt?"

The woman smiled miserably, "It's because I feel guilty. After all, it's because I've watched the grown-up children. There must be, but if I want to say I'm going to regret it, there is absolutely nothing!"

The old man nodded and said, "I can see it."

The woman said to herself: "If it were Chen Ping'an's mother, she was in my current position, I believe she would do this."

The old man shook his head and said, "That may not be."

The woman shouted for no reason: "She will!"

The old man was not angry about her rudeness, but just sighed: "I feel sorry for my parents in the world."

———

The straw sandals boy sat on the threshold, "Miss Ning, can I ask you something?"

The girl in black sits cross-legged with her back against the wall, and the green sheath is placed horizontally in front of her knees. "Of course. But I won't answer if it comes to confidentiality and privacy."

Chen Ping'an asked, "How long will you usually stay here before leaving?"

The girl frowned, "Not necessarily, some people are lucky, maybe they may have gone back and forth that day, some people are not lucky, and they will be here for the rest of their lives. If I have to give an inference, it's fine, but it may not be accurate. You can do it yourself. For example, our group of people, one group of eight people, two groups of people belong to big dogs, and they are stupid and have more money. They don't seem to be able to come and go in a hurry. They should stay in the town for a few days. The young master wearing a high crown and jade pendant will probably be relatively smooth. There is a big stupid man who is determined to deal with the well. Can he succeed? Let's see if God rewards this bowl of rice for him."

Chen Ping'an asked, "Where are there anybody?"

"who?"

"It's the tall woman who is not old."

"Do you like her?"

Chen Ping'an at the door smiled, not taking it seriously at all.

The girl in black probably thought she had told a funny joke, and her expression became heavy, "I actually heard you chatting with Master Lu. You have a grudge with her, so I want to... take revenge?"
To be continued...