New World! Start Becoming A Bounty Hunter!

"No more practice?"

Seeing Su Jingxian put down the practice gun, Fang Yuan asked casually.

"It's almost ready. Give me the gun."

Su Jingxian took the well-maintained guns, said goodbye and left.

A few more days passed.

period.

Su Jingxian went to Fuping County, intending to capture a few blood dragons and raise them.

But there are too many people.

Even in the early morning, people can be seen everywhere on the beach.

Maybe it was stimulated by what happened before.

It’s really inconvenient to start.

I had to give up temporarily.

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Temple Street near Jianghai Pier.

This day is the local harvest festival in Jianghai County.

Locals, migrant workers, tourists, etc. all come to the temple to worship or go to the market to join in the fun.

At first glance, there are huge crowds of people.

"Brothers! I regret it!"

Su Jingxian was also among the crowd, complaining in the live broadcast room.

"I didn't expect so many people to come to play. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone out!"

Because there has been no live broadcast for several days.

The amount of emotional energy arriving in your account gradually decreases every day.

Plus the encouragement from fans.

It happened to be the local harvest festival.

Su Jingxian just wanted to start a live broadcast and go shopping in Temple Street to earn some emotional energy.

Unexpectedly.

When we arrived at the place, there were crowds everywhere.

Lively is indeed lively.

But it reminded Su Jingxian of bad memories.

They come, the security.

Su Jingxian still explained local customs to the fans in the live broadcast room.

"As we walk through this street, we can see three temples."

"The one in the middle is the Goddess of Ceres, who represents a good harvest. On the right is the Dragon King, who blesses good weather and safe sailing. On the left is the God of Wealth, everyone's favorite."

After walking through this street, the place suddenly became much wider.

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

Everyone went to watch their favorite shows.

In this square.

There are vendors displaying a dazzling array of small items and shouting interesting jokes to attract tourists.

There is a fortune teller who pretends to be mumbling something while his eyes are furtively observing the expressions of passers-by, looking for someone to deceive.

There are buskers performing folk arts such as fire breathing, gunplay, and turntables.

There is even a dedicated stage troupe.

He sang the popular stories and operas from ancient times.

"Everyone old and young who is passing by should come and take a look. We are all folk vaudeville and national quintessence, relying on ten years of hard work in the audience..."

The leader beats gongs and drums and spits lotus flowers, attracting tourists.

"Brother, I'm calling you. There is a hint of depression between your eyebrows, and you are afraid of disaster. Come and let me take a look. My stall has just opened, and I will give you a free guess..."

The fortune teller found the target and used words to induce the other party.

"Come and take a look, these are all magic weapons that have been illuminated by the master..."

In order to better express the lively atmosphere, no vendors used loudspeakers to play automatically. They all shouted by themselves.

This lively scene.

It also opened the eyes of fans in the live broadcast room.

Although there are markets in many areas.

However, in terms of the variety of programs, it is still far inferior to transit stations between north and south such as Jianghai County.

Saw a great show.

Su Jingxian would stop and watch, and he would not be stingy with applause and rewards when he was happy.

Before coming, I deliberately took some cash.

I will go to the temple to worship God later and also donate some cash to the merit box.

"After the show, let's keep walking."

"Don't believe those who sell light-enhancing magic tools. If they were really effective, they would have made a fortune long ago, and there would be no need to sell them."

Su Jingxian stood in front of a stall and taught everyone not to be fooled.

"Hey...you young man, why did you come to smash my sign?"

The stall owner was not happy.

"Haha~ Don't be surprised, boss. I look at these jade pieces of yours. Although the carvings look like they were made on the assembly line, they are real jade, and the quality... is not bad."

Originally, I thought it was the worst bean jadeite in terms of quality.

But looking at the boss's face, let's show him some mercy.

"Let's do this. Just give me 20 of them and I'll apologize to you."

Su Jingxian can also use it to draw prizes for fans.

The price is not expensive either, just over 200 each.

"The boss is awesome! I'll install it for you right now."

When the stall owner heard this, he immediately beamed.

I made thousands of small profits this time.

There is no need to worry about what happened before.

After Su Jingxian paid the money, he picked up the gift bag and said as he walked: "Here! Give everyone a lucky bag, 20 winning places."

[Anchor, you have changed! You used to buy laptops, mobile phones, and cars, but now you are fooling us with street stall products like this! 】

【Bros! Don't take any draws! Resolutely boycott unscrupulous anchors! 】

【Your sister! You just signed up quietly on your own and misled us! 】

【Your lucky bag is too fake! I haven't even won! 】

[My roommate’s 20-year lifespan is not enough. It seems he doesn’t have 20 years left to live. 】

Go up the square.

It is the temple of the three great gods.

Looking from a distance, it is obvious that the Temple of the God of Wealth on the left has the most people coming in and out.

It can be seen that people in this era are pursuing wealth.

Nothing to blame.

Nothing to complain about!

"Let's go! Let's go and pay homage to the Goddess of Ceres first."

Su Jingxian went to a nearby stall, bought some fine incense, and walked into the temple in the middle.

Except for an old Miao Zhuzai who was in charge of the diversion, there were no other personnel.

It's Su Jingxian's turn.

He lit three sticks of incense, bowed his upper body slightly and bowed three times, wishing our country a good harvest every year.

Insert the incense into the incense burner to complete the ritual.

Just stay no longer.

There are people waiting in line behind me.

Su Jingxian followed the instructions on the sign, walked around the temple, and walked out from another exit.

"I don't live by the sea. Over at Dragon Prince, we took a look outside and didn't go in."

Su Jingxian stood outside the Dragon King Temple. The camera filmed inside the door for a while and talked about some local customs.

After finishing, we walked towards the God of Wealth Temple, which is the most crowded place.

"Yo!"

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw an acquaintance.

"Shopkeeper Zou, do you still remember me?"

The acquaintance was none other than the previous owner of the lucky/cursed gold coin, the owner of the antique shop - Zou Jiande.

At this time, Zou Jiande was in much better condition. Except for still using a cane, there were no other injuries.

"Boss Su! Stay safe!"

Zou Jiande recognized the handsome young man who greeted him at a glance and quickly returned the greeting.

After all, it is difficult to forget someone who is so generous.

"Haha~"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Shopkeeper Zou looks great."

Su Jingxian lined up behind Zou Jiande and started chatting with him.

"Thanks to your blessing, I haven't encountered any disaster since the gold coin left me."

Zou Jiande still felt frightened when he thought of what happened before.

If the gold coin hadn't been bought by Boss Su, he might be dead now.

As for losing the gold coins, business has cooled down a lot.

Zou Jiande didn't notice.

Antique shops are originally not open for three years and open for three years.

It is normal to have no business.