Rouge Pavilion.
There were many people gathered at the door, all watching a man and a woman arguing.
Yang Fengshan, who was short, fat and fat, pointed at a beautiful female cultivator and said loudly:
"Chen Jia, you have clearly agreed to marry me, and yet you ask for a betrothal gift at the last minute. How can you be so unfaithful?!"
Chen Jia snorted coldly: "Fellow Daoist Yang, you can't say that. The gift I asked for was three hundred spirit stones and a spiritual palace. Because you were crying for poverty, I felt soft and asked you to give me 150 spirit stones for the time being."
"But I didn't say you don't need to give the rest, right? Now I still think you are really in trouble, so I'm considering it for you. The Spirit Vein Immortal Mansion doesn't want it anymore, as long as you get two hundred more spirit stones."
"When a female cultivator gets married, she is like a fairy descending to the earth, enduring hardships and hardships. I only want 350 spiritual stones to show your sincerity. Who would have thought that you are so shameless, and you don't want to marry a wife if you are incompetent? It will only make you a laughing stock!"
"you you you......"
Yang Fengshan pointed at Chen Jia and looked at her beautiful face. Finally, he was discouraged and his voice softened:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I really can't bring out that many spirit stones. Can I have less?"
Chen Jia chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Yang, there are many male cultivators asking to marry me. I don't have to choose you. I'll give you ten days. If you can't collect the betrothal gift, don't come to me again."
After saying that, he walked into Rouge Pavilion and ignored Yang Fengshan.
Rouge Pavilion was quite powerful, so Yang Fengshan naturally did not dare to go in and make a fuss, so he had to leave dejectedly amidst the strange and mocking eyes around him.
Two hundred spirit stones, where can I get them?
Yang Fengshan was worried, but he couldn't bear to give up Chen Jia.
He has been practicing for more than thirty years, but his cultivation is still stuck at the third level of Qi training, and he has never been able to break through.
You can only try the dual cultivation method.
That's why Yang Fengshan went to Marriage Pavilion for a blind date.
Yang Fengshan was completely fascinated when he first saw Chen Jia in the Marriage Pavilion. Under his persistence, Chen Jia finally agreed to marry him with a gift of 150 spiritual stones.
Now that the wedding invitations have been sent out, the restaurant has been booked, and the wedding is imminent, Chen Jia suddenly proposes to add a bride price.
This is how to do?
Suddenly, Yang Fengshan paused.
Bronze furnace.
If we secretly sell the old bronze furnace and borrow some from friends and people in the shop, we should be able to get more than half of it.
As for the scapegoat, just find old man Fang or Qin Gengyun.
By the way, Old Man Fang should have saved a lot of spiritual stones in order to pay for his daughter's tuition at the Monk's Spiritual Academy.
Let him lend me a few dozen, that's enough!
Chen Jia, wait for me!
...
Youshi.
Qin Gengyun paid his dues on time and walked out of Lingdan Square.
Yang Fengshan didn't come all day today. He probably went to argue with the lady from Rouge Pavilion.
As for whether the lady who broke off Yang Fengshan's engagement was Chen Jia, Qin Gengyun was not sure.
But he plans not to go to Rouge Pavilion during this period.
If it was really Chen Jia and Yang Fengshan knew that he had bought an expensive magic circle spiritual robe, it would be troublesome.
There is also Yihong Building, don’t pass by it recently.
After all, I spent fifty spiritual stones to buy the courtesan's first night. This kind of sexy anecdote is easy to spread, but I didn't announce my name that day. As long as I don't show up again, the matter will be forgotten after a while.
Bypassing Rouge Pavilion and Yihong Tower, we walked a little further and returned to Zhaiyu Lane safely.
Pushing the door open and entering the house, I suddenly found that the atmosphere in the house seemed not quite right.
Taking a closer look, Qiu Zhihe and Mo Xiaolan were sitting face to face.
Qiu Zhihe wore that pleated moiré skirt worth twenty spirit stones, a woman's bun, and a white jade lotus hairpin on her head. She was dignified, beautiful, and stunningly cool.
Qin Gengyun remembered that Qiu Zhihe was wearing a simple skirt this morning.
Did he change it specially when he saw Noila Mo coming?
Of course, Qin Gengyun didn't dare to ask directly. He smiled at Noila Mo:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, why are you here?"
Noila Mo stood up and said to Qin Gengyun:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I'm here to reply. The treasure hunting team really needs high-quality Qingfeng Powder. There are other treasure hunting teams who also want to buy it, so I talked with them. There are fifty bags in total. I want the best quality. The kind used to resist the black miasma of Tianlu Mountain."
After a pause, Noila Mo said:
"I sold them a bag of four spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Qin and fellow Daoist Qiu, if you feel that selling me three spirit stones is too much of a loss, we can discuss it again."
"No need, I will never change what I said."
Qiu Zhihe interrupted her, looked at Qin Gengyun, and said calmly to Noila Mo:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I've stewed the spiritual meat soup. Do you want to stay and eat it together?"
Noila Mo was startled when she heard this, looked at Qin Gengyun, and stood up immediately:
"I have to go to the night market to set up a stall, so I won't interrupt you any further. Fellow Daoist Qin and Fellow Daoist Qiu, please take your leave."
After speaking, he bowed his hands to the two of them, walked to the door, turned back and said sincerely:
"This time I can earn fifty spirit stones from Qingfeng Powder alone. Thanks to Fellow Daoist Qin and Fellow Daoist Qiu, I would like to thank you!"
Qin Gengyun said quickly: "Fellow Daoist Mo is too polite. You take good care of me on weekdays, as you should."
Qiu Zhihe hummed lightly and stood up, her red dress rippling with her movements:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, walk slowly."
"Okay, then I'm leaving." Noila Mo subconsciously glanced at the prominent curves of Qiu Zhihe's upper body, and hurriedly opened the door and went out.
Qin Gengyun sighed: "Daoist friend Mo leaves early every day and comes home late at night. He has to practice and draw talismans when he comes home late at night. It's really not easy."
Suddenly feeling two cold eyes, he quickly walked to Qiu Zhihe and sat down, smiling and saying:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you look so beautiful in this dress!"
What he said was not a compliment. Qiu Zhihe's figure has become more and more prominent recently, and her temperament has become more like that of a young woman. She looks even more beautiful when she puts on this red pleated moiré skirt.
If he goes out for a walk, someone will come and compete with Qin Gengyun in just a few moments.
When Qiu Zhihe heard his praise, her face remained expressionless, and she went into the kitchen and brought out the broth.
"Have a meal."
"okay!"
Qin Gengyun smiled, lowered his head to drink the soup, and suddenly remembered that Qiu Zhihe said coldly yesterday that she didn't like this skirt, but she didn't expect to wear it today.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Qiu Zhihe looked at him indifferently: "Why are you laughing?"
Qin Gengyun replied: "It's nothing, I remembered something happy."
Qiu Zhihe frowned: "Then I'll invite fellow Taoist Mo to my house tomorrow?"
Qin Gengyun was startled, then laughed and said, "You have misunderstood, fellow Taoist Qiu. I just thought that my wife is so beautiful, so I laughed happily."
Qiu Zhihe was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, lowered his head to drink, and ignored Qin Gengyun.
That round pretty face almost buried itself in the bowl, probably because the broth was boiling hot, and the fair and small ears were filled with a hint of pink.
After eating, Qiu Zhihe took out seven jade spirit flowers.
Qin Gengyun said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Qiu, can you cultivate seven spiritual grasses in one day?"
In the past, Qiu Zhihe could produce one plant a day, then two plants a day, then five plants a day, and now it is seven plants a day.
This spiritual planter's ability is improving faster than his failed alchemy master's realm!
"Tonight, practice them all."
Qiu Zhihe said calmly.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, my consciousness and spiritual power are not enough to support the continuous refining of seven spiritual pills!"
Qin Gengyun was a little embarrassed.
Qiu Zhihe glanced at him: "If someone wants to kill you, and you tell him that I am not ready for a fight, will he stop?"
Qin Gengyun was dumbfounded and cupped his hands toward Qiu Zhihe: "I understand, I'll go right away."
