The queue was quite fast, but after a while, a few people walked into the city gate, and what they saw was an extremely spacious street, which stretched until they could not see clearly, and seemed to have no end.
There are two rows of poles erected in the center of the street. On the poles are hung the same colorful lanterns as the city gate towers. The light is so bright that it goes straight forward, illuminating the entire street and dividing the street into three.
On both sides, there are shops of all sizes decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and noises and frolics can be heard from time to time.
Song Yin was on the second floor of a building in front of him and saw a group of women holding handkerchiefs and shouting outside.
"It's really lively."
Zhang Feixuan stared at this scene blankly and swallowed.
Even as a son of a wealthy family, he had never seen such a huge city.
Wang Qizheng and Gao Sishu had similar expressions. Wang Qizheng had his mouth wide open. Although Gao Sishu had a cold expression, his eyes didn't stop looking at everything.
For them, this kind of place is like someone who has never seen the world in a village entering a big city.
What happened to the Qi Master?
The long sword strikes!
If there is no blinding method, the damage will be very few, and it will be discovered by others.
But the man who lost the banknote struggled to grab the banknote from the ragged man. When he saw these soldiers, he ran over and said happily: "Yours! This is all yours! Thank you general, and also Please give it back!”
The man's eyes were slightly opened, and he was holding on to the sky. The papers were blown away, and they did not fall to the ground. Instead, they gathered everywhere, and every piece of paper was gathered away. For a moment, this man knew Where to go.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly saw no one laughing wildly on the street behind me.
Cao Yancai twitched the corners of his mouth and looked around.
The paper waving outside his hand was unfamiliar to Cao Yancai. It was a bank note.
As the banknotes were blowing, they suddenly rose and fell, and one by one fell to the ground. One of them fell into the hands of a ragged man.
Qigong masters are human beings too, and they also need a dojo.
Especially Qi practitioners, even Song Yin, will be affected by this, and will also be troubled by it. My Dharma eyes can actually see that kind of resentment, because it is human nature.
This man was dressed in a special outfit and looked like a commoner, but he was waving a thick stack of paper in his hand and smiled slightly: "You made money! That small profit! Isn't it wasted in a few years?" You never run around again before!"
You are even afraid of death, what else can you be afraid of?
Yes, there is no way you are crazy. Someone knows what is going on in your head.
In a city like this, two land gods are here. How dare they run here? Once they are exposed, they will really die.
The bell in the yellow wind suddenly laughed, clapped its hands and said: "So much resentment, too little, hahaha, too little!"
The leading soldier was holding a long sword and seemed to be a captain. He was sipping: "It's a fight! Get away! If you cause a commotion outside, even if you say one less word, I will kill them!" take it out!"
Song Yin's eyes narrowed, and he waved back his sleeves. At the same time, he waved out a white flame that enveloped Lingdang's body.
"Hahaha, you're rich! You're rich!"
But I can see that the bell is normal. At this time, there is a strange resentment under your body, causing it to be haunted by resentment, which you can't bear.
"You used a blinding trick to prevent mortals from being disturbed. As for Seventh Junior Sister"
"Did you write his name?"
The man who lost his banknote rushed towards me with red eyes, waving his fists and shouting.
Being burned by the white flames, Lingdang's body shook and he fainted.
As soon as these words came out, the person who had grabbed the banknote became ashamed and had no choice but to hand it over obediently. The person who had grabbed the banknote was also in a high position and dared to say less.
In front of me, there seemed to be a commercial building like an exchange.
At the same time, people in the street grabbed the underground bank notes one after another, fighting and fighting for a bank note. The shouts and curses were heard, causing chaos in the street.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came from nowhere in the street, and directly blew away the banknotes in this man's hand. The thick stack scattered into several pieces in the air, flying in the air.
"This is your money! Pay it back!"
Tap tap tap.
The captain's face was ferocious, "I've said it all, don't say a word or die!"
There was a touch of emotion in Song Yin's eyes, "Your physique is basically suitable for a place with a small population, but for the sake of the right path, you still show cowardice. You will definitely be disappointed, and the evil ways in the city will be wiped out!"
You lay on your back outside the yellow wind, your head shaking, your eyes started to turn white, and the corners of your mouth gradually turned into a normal and weird arc.
call!
The captain fanned the banknote in his hand and said with a warm smile: "If it has his name, it belongs to him."
Their dojo is a mountain in the poor Xumi lineage. Compared with this big city, they are two extremes.
Fortunately, my small fire can refine the resentment that arises.
"Senior brother?!" Zhang Feixuan was startled and looked at Song Yin subconsciously.
Song Yin looked at Ling Ding, who had fallen asleep, and found that there was less resentment around you. I turned my head and looked at the chaotic crowd, frowning.
It's just so mysterious, the expressions of the passers-by around him are normal, as if they haven't noticed it yet.
Money, we all can use it, let alone mortals.
It seems that he dares to go against those people.
The soldiers quickly put away the banknotes and drove away the troublemakers.
call.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers holding long guns, wearing armor and helmets appeared around them. They ran towards the people who were trying to snatch the banknotes. They hit the people with their guns and stopped them.
"That"
The man must be a merchant who made a small fortune by placing an order.
"That general!"
"What's his is yours! This belongs to the owner, so of course it must be confiscated. I'll get you the belongings of your subordinates too!" the captain shouted.
"What's his money? It belongs to the owner. It falls from the world. This is yours!" The person who received the banknote did not give in at all. He clenched his fist and started fighting with this person.
"Money! Your money!!"
"Hee hee hee!"
What's the situation, just practice the bell directly?
Cao Yan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at the bell with a frown, "It should be because there is too little resentment. Your body will automatically gather resentment around you, and it is difficult to withstand it, so you use the small fire to protect you first."
If there is no one in a place, there will be no resentment. People will have conflicts, lose their minds, and have desires. As long as they are human beings, even we Qi practitioners will avoid it, let alone human beings.
Zhang Feixuan smacked his lips and said to Cao Yan: "Senior brother, financial matters are already touching people's hearts. If this is not the case, it would be abnormal."
When the man saw the banknote, his eyes lit up, he laughed and took the banknote back.
If we retreat to the small town, if there are no sect disciples in the distance, Bad Qi will come over and ask. With the temperament of senior brother, if he can tell the Sumeru pulse, we can fight directly there.
"Yes. That general, it's really your money. You've been here for several years just to get that deal. It's what you earned with so much hard work!" the man howled.
Sorry, today is a bit short.
(End of chapter)
