The man shook his head and said: "How could they have any intention of doing evil?"

"Why not? How did that gang of cheaters die before? Have you forgotten how?"

The man lit a cigarette and said: "Those guys who cheated Xiu Tai are nothing, just kill them."

Li Banfeng was stunned for a long time and asked: "What is a cheating cultivator?"

"It's Daomen!" said the woman selling groceries, "You haven't heard of cheating repairs, have you? They look like cheating repairs, and the acting looks just like the real thing. You can't tell the difference at all."

Isn’t it true that there are no living foolish cultivators in the world?

Why are there still scammers?

Stupidity is stupidity, cheating is cheating, are these two really not the same sect?

Li Banfeng asked: "What are you pretending to be like? That Sui Donglan is also a liar?"

The woman selling groceries sneered: "She wants to, but she doesn't know why, she never meets the salesman.

The last time the salesman came to Tiemenbao, she came late and didn't catch up.

The last time the salesman came to Iron Gate Castle, she caught up with him, but he didn't enter Iron Gate Castle at that time, and there were no other customers around.

Sui Donglan didn't know the salesman and thought he was just an ordinary seller of groceries. She didn't even take a look at it and just missed him.

She was so angry afterwards! Otherwise, her fate would have been bad!"

The man selling cigarettes shook his head and said: "It's not fate. I think the salesman is hiding from her on purpose. This girl is so cunning. If she tries to cheat cultivators again, she won't become a spirit!"

Li Banfeng asked the woman selling groceries: "You said Sui Donglan didn't recognize the seller last time?"

The woman selling groceries nodded.

Li Banfeng picked up a rattle from the woman's stall: "Who can I sell this to? To a child who is a home builder?"

The woman smiled and said: "There is no need to sell it to children, the home repairman also likes to play with these things."

Li Banfeng looked at the feather duster next to the rattle again: "This thing is really fun.

I want this car of yours, so let’s calculate the price.”

The woman was startled and did not hear what Li Banfeng said clearly: "You said you want all the goods in this truck?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "I even want your car."

…

Sui Donglan left Iron Gate Fort and no longer pretended to be blind.

When she reached a deserted place, she put down the blind bamboo, wiped the blood on her hands, and began to count the money.

The bloodstains on her hands are fake, and so are the wounds she broke. The flowers she sells are all picked from the wild fields on the roadside.

This kind of flower cannot be sold to women. Even a female homesteader can tell that this flower is not of high quality.

But selling it to a man is much easier, because the man only looks at her face, not her flowers.

Half of the flowers were sold, but I really didn’t want to sell the remaining half, so I found a thief to deal with it.

The home repairman who showed Li Banfeng the way was the one she liked. She bumped into him and threw him to the ground, with some red ink on his hands, and the scene was completed.

Zhaixiu is easy to deceive. After being deceived, he still doesn't know that he has been deceived. Even if he knows, he never tells others. Sui Donglan has used this method many times.

But I can't pretend to be blind tomorrow, it's a bit too obvious.

What will you wear tomorrow?

While she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard the sound of drums in her ears.

Ding-dang-dang, ding-dang-dang.

"Foreign soap, alabaster, matches, foreign wax, and foreign shovels! A cart full of good stuff and old signatures. If you have enough, you can take your pick!"

"Salesman!" Sui Donglan's eyes lit up and she rushed to the side of the road, where she saw a man pushing a truck, wearing a felt hat with the brim extremely low, playing a rattle and shouting.

Is this really a salesman?

The shouting sound was unmistakable, it was exactly the same as what the cloth seller Lao Yu said.

But this is the wrong day! Why is he here at this time?

Sui Donglan was suspicious, but then remembered another thing.

Lao Zhang, a charcoal seller, once said that sometimes the charcoal sellers don't come according to the day, and it's considered lucky to meet them.

It seems that my fortune has turned around.

Sui Donglan came to the salesman and asked in a shy voice, "Are you a salesman?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Do you even need to ask?"

Sui Donglan lowered her voice and asked: "Is there any medicinal powder?"

"Yes!" Li Banfeng took out two pickle jars and said, "Jin Xiu has one hundred yuan, and he has defrauded Xiu of three hundred thousand. Which one do you want?"

PS: Without a cabinet with drawers, a pickle jar will do just fine.

I just don’t know if the salesman will be angry.
Chapter completed!