This person who suddenly appeared and wanted to pay a huge price for this piece of spiritual material was not so much for the spiritual material as it was for her... maybe for the stall owner?
Ningxia was a little unsure, but she clearly felt that the other person was not that interested in the thing in her hand, because this is not how people show interest and care about something. He looks more like... looking for trouble? It's not very appropriate. Maybe it should be said that the drunkard is not interested in drinking?
If it's not for things, it's probably for people. Ning Xia's first reaction was that the other person was coming towards her. Intuitively, she felt like she was being targeted as soon as she saw this person. But Ningxia couldn't tell whether it was malicious or something else.
Another sudden movement by the other party interfered with her judgment. Although he moved very vaguely, he subconsciously looked at the stall owner with a different look, and the stall owner seemed to react. The two people... obviously knew each other.
Don't these two have any grudges? Ning Xia smiled bitterly, a little worried that she would not be inexplicably involved in any grudges.
Whatever it was, it was in her pocket, and it was impossible for her to give up what she was holding. I don't know if it was because she saw something that was an illusion just now or because of something else. Anyway, she was unwilling to let go of this thing in her hand, so she might as well refuse it politely.
Ning Xia thought it would be better to stay for a long time, and regardless of what the other party wanted to say, she quickly packed up the things on the floor and left, leaving only the two stall owners.
Ning Xia walked quickly, not wanting to cause trouble, but she didn't see the young man who suddenly showed up to buy her things at a blind price, looking expressionlessly in the direction she was leaving. His expression was indescribably weird.
However, the moment he turned around, this strangeness disappeared instantly and he returned to his previous gentle appearance. He met the stall owner who was frozen on the ground and said: "Little junior sister, I finally found you..."
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The stall owner should be said to be Yu Ran. He pursed his lips under the mask, feeling that the boss was reluctant. But she felt quite guilty when facing this senior brother, because her mother had entrusted her to this Hepu Town native before going out. They took good care of her along the way, but she turned around and ran away, which must have made her miserable... didn't she feel guilty?
But she didn't regret it either. She was watched so closely that she could hardly breathe. Many monks of the same sect and age as her had already become independent at her age, and she was left hanging at the knees of her parents in a nondescript manner, attracting so many strange looks.
Some people in the clan who disliked her often laughed at her for being spoiled by her family members. He also gave her the nickname "Sanbu Zhenren", which is homophonic to "Sanbu Zhenren". The former was because she once had a conversation with a monk who wanted to make friends with her. She was asked and invited three times in a row but she said no. The latter said that every time she left the cave alone, she would not be able to take more than three steps before someone might chase her out and follow her. She was also laughed at by everyone and said that she could not take more than three steps out of the boudoir.
This is what He Yu heard about later. She was sad for a long time but had no way to refute, because what they said was also true, but from her family's standpoint, she had no way to blame. He Yuran felt very conflicted many times, and she didn't know how long such painful days would last. Did she really have to wait until she had a baby and solved the catastrophe before she could truly be free?
But she was so far away from that day and couldn't see hope.
This time, it was rare for He Yuran's family to let her out. He refused to be protected behind all the layers of protection, so he turned around and slipped out.
Her spiritual stone was still in the hands of that senior brother, who was entrusted by her parents to look after her. He finally found a chance to sneak out, but he didn't have any money. Seeing this, she slipped in to join in the fun.
He Yuran originally just wanted to join in the fun, experience things, and save some spiritual stones, but he didn't expect that he would be delayed for so long. She was getting impatient and wanted to call it a day and go back. She didn't expect that as soon as she had such an idea, she met Ningxia coming to harvest things.
Everything went smoothly. This customer was quite generous, and most of her uninteresting materials were bought by the other party. He Yuran was quite satisfied, and planned to count this amount as a start-up item for his own small treasury.
Yes, this child is so pitiful. Even if her family is considered to be top-notch in the entire Yuting Sect, it never lacks resources.
But for some special reasons, she was not allowed to go out alone. Her assets and actions were also strictly controlled, and she would be questioned every time she spent a little more spiritual stone. Her family tried their best to find out the whole story of every expenditure she made.
This also led to the fact that He Yuran didn't even have any privately saved spiritual stones in these years, and even if he had any, they would be taken away soon.
This time she had to think of a way to hide somewhere else to avoid being taken away again. It was really uncomfortable to have no money left in hand, although He Ziyu knew that this was really for her own good...
"Junior Sister Danyun, we are going back." The young man motioned to the girl sitting cross-legged on the ground to ask him to leave.
I don't know if it's He Yuran's misunderstanding, but I always feel that Senior Brother Xiao, who is usually good-tempered and rarely blushes with others, seems to be in a low mood, and even seems a little gloomy... Could it be because he didn't get it from the opponent just now? Buy back that piece of material? If I had known he liked her so much, I wouldn't have given those scraps to the nun.
"Senior Brother Hepu, is there any difference in that piece of material?" He Yuran asked tentatively.
In fact, it was obviously her own thing, and she didn't have to look at other people's faces whether she wanted to buy or sell it or give it away. But seeing the other party's reaction, He Yuran felt a little guilty for no reason.
The young man next to him stopped and glanced at He Yuran with an unclear meaning: "That's right, but that has already been sold to the monk from the Xuantian Sword Sect..."
The implication of this is that the piece of spiritual material does sound a little different... and it's not just ordinary. No, wait a minute, how did Senior Brother Hepu know that the monk was from the Xuantian Sword Sect? Did he still know him?
Xiao Bai couldn't care less about taking care of this young lady. At an angle that the other party couldn't see, he had a sullen face, facing away from the sunlight. The haze along his temples cast a shadow from the side of his face to his chin, making him look increasingly obscure.
He knows him, why doesn't he? It seems that he really got to know each other today.
That storage bag... definitely belongs to that person, and he won't remember it wrong. Because this object was the one he carefully selected and handed over to the other person with his own hands, and that person had died a few years ago, so dead that not even a trace of his soul was left.
