Xianyuan Farm

"Handsome guys, come and have a look at my stall. The things on my stall are all the most suitable for young people. There are all kinds of elixirs, amulets, and materials. It can be said that there is nothing I don't have!" Looking at the imposing Gu Hongyu and others, a young disciple of the ancient martial arts sect who was setting up a stall began to sell his things. Read

"Daoyou, come to my place. My things are more comprehensive."

"Take a look if you pass by. The items sold are fair to all children and adults. If you kill the wrong person, you will not let him go."

"The products of the ruins must be fine products. You deserve to have the treasure you got at the risk of your life."

"Come on, come on, the next person who picked up a super big bargain might be you. What are you still hesitating about?"

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Is this still the market where disciples of the ancient martial arts sect communicate with each other? Is this just like a secular vegetable market? The shouts of greeting customers in various places are also used vividly by these young ancient martial artists, and even more exaggerated.

Gu Hongyu had never seen anyone displaying broken things on a stall and shouting that they were treasures harvested from ruins. Even if these things were from a ruin, they were all broken into pieces. Could they really be useful?

Another sly-looking guy who shouted that he would pick up super big bargains, you could tell from his expression that he was not a good guy. The goods on the stall were of varying quality. However, Gu Hongyu took a quick look and found that the shiny goods were all modern imitations. Some of the items were still glowing, and those ugly things were not known where they were found to make up the numbers. If you really believed his words, it could only be said that someone was caught in a door.

Gu Hongyu looked at several stalls in succession and did not find any good things.

"Brother Gu, some of the items look good, why did you leave without even looking at them?" The honest and dull Liu Lei asked in confusion.

Gu Hongyu smiled and said, "Things that look good may not necessarily be treasures. This market is full of fraud, insidious, and ill-intentioned people. You must have a pair of eyes that can distinguish the essence of things. Blindly acting will only make you get deceived."

"People nowadays are too bad. Many of the things on the stalls we just passed by are splendid on the outside but rotten on the inside. Not only are they useless to us, but we also waste time and money. Xiao Lei, let's just follow Brother Gu quietly. I believe that good things cannot escape his keen eyes." Ma Jun smiled and put his arm around Liu Lei's shoulders, but the latter dodged awkwardly.

Continuing to move forward, Gu Hongyu and the others did not find any good things for a long time.

Maybe because the small square was crowded with stalls, they did not find the other groups of people.

As time went by, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and even Ma Jun couldn't hold back any longer: "Brother Gu, this is not a solution. Why don't you lower your standards and pick a few things at random? Otherwise, it would be too much to go back empty-handed later."

"Hehe, don't worry, there is still an hour before the scheduled time. If there are really no good things, we can buy a few more to make up for the time!" Gu Hongyu said lightly.

"Do you think they have chosen the items? Especially Jin Hui walked in front of us, so he must have gotten the good things first!" Ma Jun guessed again.

"If I lose, I am lucky, and if I gain, I am destined. No one can tell whether good or bad things are interdependent. Don't worry, the market is so big that there will always be some good things. Others can't pick out such things." Gu Hongyu was still light.

At this time, a voice came from not far away: "Ah, Brother Gu, are you here?"

With the voice, Mu Linglong pulled the cold Liu Ziqi over, and in Mu Linglong's other hand was holding a box. Ma Jun smiled and said: "Oh, did you find something good?"

Mu Linglong said proudly: "Of course, Sister Ziqi and I have sharp eyes, and no matter how deep the treasure is hidden, it can't escape from our palm."

"What treasure can we see?" Ma Jun's eyes were always on the box.

At this time, Liu Ziqi said lightly: "It's just a string of wooden beads, Ma Jun, haven't you made a move yet?"

"Well, slow work makes fine work, good food is not afraid of late, following Brother Gu, we must pick a few top-quality things. We found a few before and we thought they were too low-grade and didn't want them." Ma Jun was a duck who was dead and hard-mouthed, and said nonsense seriously.

Mu Linglong had already started laughing. Liu Ziqi knew that Liu Lei and Gu Hongyu wanted to distance themselves from Ma Jun. She kept her cold personality with a slight upturned corner of her mouth: "Then you guys take your time to look for it. We haven't been to Linglong yet. Let's go there!"

"Oh!" In response, the cute little beauty turned around and raised her fist to Gu Hongyu and the others: "Brother Gu, Brother Ma, Liu Mu, you must do your best."

Watching Liu Ziqi and the others walk away, Ma Jun sighed: "This is a boast. Brother Gu, you must find some good things next time. I beg you."

"Haha, when you were bragging just now, weren't you very natural? You didn't want anything other than the best. It was really hilarious!" Gu Hongyu said jokingly, and even Liu Lei on the side couldn't help laughing.

But at this moment, Gu Hongyu sensed a faint aura of spiritual fluctuations. Following this aura, he finally focused his attention on a stall.

"Brother Gu, what's wrong with you?" Liu Lei was surprised to see Gu Hongyu, who was talkative and cheerful before, suddenly became silent.

Ma Jun saw some clues, and then he was delighted when he followed the direction of Gu Hongyu. Then he said to Liu Lei: "Shh, Brother Gu should have sensed the treasure. Let's keep quiet to avoid exposing our tracks."

A small pagoda was quietly placed on a stall with only a piece of cotton cloth. Squatting behind the cotton cloth was a burly black man, not too old, in his twenties. Facing the bustling crowd, he remained silent. Even when Gu Hongyu stood in front of him, he just smiled at him.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is this seven-story pagoda?" Gu Hongyu smiled kindly at the black and strong young man.

The latter scratched his head and said shyly: "Sorry, I don't sell this pagoda."

"If you don't sell it, why are you putting it on the stall? Are you holding an exhibition here?" Ma Jun asked aggressively before the other party finished speaking.

"I, I'm not not selling it, but I want to trade items." The black and strong man not only did not get angry, but explained instead.

"Oh, what are you going to trade?" Gu Hongyu asked with a smile.

The dark-skinned young man said shyly again: "My father asked for a medicinal herb or elixir that can cure diseases." To be continued.

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