This meteor shower has stopped, but the sporadic meteors have not stopped. There are always individual meteors that break through the siege of the sky fire and hit the earth.
Yang Zhao searched for meteorites in fear while paying attention to the movement above his head, fearing that he would be hit by a meteorite accidentally.
As for those with high magical powers, they usually fly in the sky and move quickly like combs, combing the earth.
But they only want the larger meteorites and ignore the smaller ones.
This also gave people like Yang Zhao an opportunity.
At this moment, Yang Zhao met the boy who rode the leopard again yesterday. Today he changed into moon-white clothes and rode the leopard towards the hill.
Yang Zhao weighed the meteorites in his backpack and decided to retreat first. Everyone's nerves were tense today. What if he felt that Yang Zhao's behavior of picking up meteorites here was a provocation?
After all, some people will stomp to death even if they see harmless bugs on the roadside.
She was no better than a bug now.
"Fellow Taoist in front, please stay."
Yang Zhao was retreating when he heard the call of the boy riding the leopard behind him.
She originally wanted to pretend not to hear, but after careful consideration in her mind, she stopped.
When the leopard ran up to her, she asked in confusion: "Is this fellow Taoist calling me?"
The young man got off the leopard and replied: "Exactly, fellow Taoist, I want to buy some colorful meteorites with you. I wonder if you can take out the meteorites you are teasing on your back and let me pick one. I will I’ll buy it with you at a price that’s 10% higher than the market price.”
I understand, this young man must be looking for something. If he doesn't find it, he can only rummage through the bags one by one.
Yang Zhao didn't waste any time, put down the bamboo basket, tilted the bag, and piled all the meteorites inside to the ground.
"Fellow Taoists are all here. You can take whichever one you like. Money and other things are easy to negotiate."
The young man didn't expect that she would agree so happily. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Then I'm sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist."
After saying that, he squatted on the ground and began to look through the small pile of meteorites.
Yang Zhao took advantage of the moment when he lowered his head and went outside from his backpack to turn off his phone.
The mobile phone has been stuck behind the cloth with a hole in the backpack to facilitate her shooting, and it is also convenient to turn it off.
There were only a dozen meteorites in this small pile, and he could see them all in a moment, but he obviously didn't find the one he liked. He raised his head and looked at the cloth bag on Yang Zhao's body.
Yang Zhao was not stingy and poured out the contents of the bag.
There was a bag of dry food, two pairs of shoes, a change of clothes, a map of the island, a mobile phone and a power bank.
The young man glanced at it and wanted to reach out for his phone.
Seeing him like this, Yang Zhao quickly unscrewed the lids of the two bamboo tubes he was carrying and poured out all the water inside.
The young man's attention was indeed diverted for a moment.
Yang Zhao asked politely: "Fellow Taoist, are there any meteorites you like?"
The young man still picked up the phone and observed it carefully.
"Why do you look a little nervous?"
Yang Zhaoqian laughed twice: "You may not be able to tell, fellow Taoist, but I am really a woman. This is all I can check for you."
After saying that, he deliberately tightened his clothes.
The young man felt the thing in his hand carefully, and there was no spiritual reaction, so he put it back.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist. I really want to buy a few meteorites and have no other ideas." There was a hint of disgust in his tone.
Also, although Yang Zhao's face looks pretty good, she is wearing men's coarse clothes. Although there was a bun on her head, the short broken hair around her was wet with sweat and became strands. Both hands were black and gray, and even if she had eight out of eight points of beauty, she only had three points left.
The young man shifted his gaze to the meteorites again and picked three colorful ones.
"Sell these three to me!"
He took out three gold leaves from his sleeve and handed them over.
Yang Zhao reached out to take it and asked a little embarrassedly: "This is my first time searching for meteorites. Can you tell me what the three meteorites you just took are?"
Young man: "Three glazed meteorites, the market price is eighty-nine taels of silver each."
He turned around, mounted the leopard and ran away.
Yang Zhao put the gold leaves into his arms, squatted down and started to pack them away. Pick up the meteorites first, then pack your clothes and other things.
When I looked up and saw that the young man had run away, I finally felt relieved.
Since he left, Yang Zhao was not in a hurry to go back. She continued back to the small spring, filled the bamboo tube with water, found a big rock nearby and sat on it, eating dry food and drinking water.
After eating and drinking, we started to search for meteorites.
She has practiced for more than two months and has become much stronger. She would never have been able to walk such a long distance carrying a bag of stones.
After finding three or four more meteorites, the bag of the backpack was obviously unable to bear it. Yang Zhao had no choice but to go home.
There were not many people going back along the way. It is estimated that many people chose to spend the night in the wild. Yang Zhao returned to the hotel and first deposited the meteorites at the official exchange point.
The official's warehouse manager checked these meteorites and said: "There are sixteen meteorites in total. These five are ordinary stones. You can take them back. If you have any doubts, you can ask someone to identify them."
Yang Zhao picked up the stones and thought: Not bad. I picked up twenty-one stones in total, but only five of them were fake.
"The storage fee for these 16 meteorites is a total of three taels of silver. You can store them until the last day. You can take them as you please. We will not interfere."
Yang Zhao chewed his teeth and handed over the money. The treasurer put his meteorite in a cabinet behind him and gave Yang Zhao the key to the cabinet.
"You transfer a piece of spiritual power into the key, and this key can only be used by you. You can leave a name and his address. If no one picks it up on the last day, we will deliver these meteorites to him."
This has the advantage of being expensive. This storage service greatly reduces the risk of people snatching keys from each other, and there should be far fewer deaths.
Yang Zhao left Shen Ruoyu's name and address.
Practice, take a shower, and eat.
While eating, she also heard many people complaining, saying that someone was forcing them to buy the meteorites in their hands. Although the price was not low, she felt uncomfortable after all. Many people are even unlucky. After being picked through the meteorites, they left without buying any of them.
Sure enough, happiness comes from comparison.
After a tiring day, Yang Zhaomao entered the room and began to quickly edit the video and send it to the Internet.
I took a brief look at yesterday's comments, and they all said something like "The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world."
It's a pity that this young man brought too much fear to her today. Yang Zhao was too lazy to read those flattering words, silently turned off the phone and started to sleep.
