Watch the fun
Let go of the question for the time being, Zhang Zheng got up and left the cave. The most urgent task was to cover up the truth about her killing Wang Ruojin.
There are many people who know that Wang Ruojin comes here to take care of her, and she usually leaves after staying here for only two days. She must erase the traces before others discover that Wang Ruojin is missing and escape from it.
The wild grass outside the cave is lush. A little bit off, the wild flowers planted just now bloom brightly, red like fire and white like clouds, contrasting with each other, like white clouds in the clear sky, with the red sun halfway out of the scorching sun.
The mountain wind blew the snow-green skirt, brushing the broken hair across the temples, flying and flying. Zhang Zheng couldn't help but open her heart, close her eyes and feel the breeze blowing on her face, as cool as rain.
The ink-colored eyes were filled with a smile, and Zhang Zheng smiled and flew away.
He hid his body with the hidden breath talisman and the water cover, and rushed straight to the Wanjin Tower, the Shifang City, the Wanjin Tower.
I haven't been to the market for more than ten years, but when I visit this place again, there is not much change. It is still very lively and crowded.
I haven't felt such a lively atmosphere for a long time. It's somewhat similar to the towns in the Little Thousand World, but it's very different.
The towns are surrounded by a stronger human atmosphere, warm and popular. Although the markets are crowded, they are mostly shops and street stalls, and there are few monks who have lived here for a long time.
Come to you today, and I will go tomorrow, and there will be a lot of changes in an instant.
Zhang Zheng did not stop for a long time and went straight to the fourth floor of Wanjin Tower.
He stopped a maid and Zhang Zheng smiled and asked, "Sister, please take me to the magic weapon sales office?"
The maid looked at her quietly, and saw that it was a disciple of the inner sect of Wanxuan Sect, so she bowed and replied, "Guest, how many levels of magic weapons do you sell?"
"Fourth-level mid-grade."
The maid said, "Customer, please follow me."
Follow the maid to the back of the fourth floor, pass through a bright corridor, and stand in front of an exquisite nanmu door.
The maid came forward and knocked on the door, "Old Qin, a guest is here to sell magic weapons."
"Enter."
After receiving the reply from the person in the room, the maid quietly pushed open the door, retreated to one side, reached out to make an invitation, and said respectfully: "Customer, please come in."
Zhang Zheng nodded at her and smiled slightly, stepped into the room, and the nanmu door behind her was covered with silence.
The snow-white gauze curtain hangs like a waterfall, and the figure looming behind the curtain was doing something at the desk, and said directly: "Put the magic weapon on the table."
His voice is steady, as if he is a middle-aged man.
Zhang Zheng did as he did and put the knife on the table in front of the gauze curtain.
A hand with a shaved glove stretched out from behind the gauze curtain, took away the knife, looked at it for a while, and then put the knife back on the table.
"Seventy-eight thousand low-grade spirit stones."
After hearing the offer, Zhang Zheng felt relieved. The price of the fourth-level medium-grade magic weapon is generally around 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the price of this is not low. It seems that the previous store bullying customers was too worried.
As for why it is not better to sell it in a stall and sell it directly with a 100,000-grade spirit stone.
First, it is not convenient for her to show up too much, and second, time is tight, so she is empty in her sleeves and is eager to use spirit stones. It is really inappropriate to set up a stall.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng responded, "Okay, maybe it's a knot?"
Mr. Qin nodded slightly, "Natural."
The next moment, the knife was taken away and replaced by a storage bag placed on the table in front of her.
The lowest-level storage bag is priced at only a dozen low-grade spirit stones. You can tell at a glance that it is a wealthy Wanjin Tower and doesn't care about such a small amount of money.
Zhang Zheng put his sleeves and took the storage bag and counted it. There were indeed 78,000 low-grade spirit stones.
After bowing and saying goodbye to the person, Zhang Zheng pushed open the door and went straight to the front hall on the fourth floor.
Even without looking at other magic weapons, Zhang Zheng bought two elliptical stones with the spirit stone he just exchanged for in full at one time.
In this way, only 38,000 low-grade spirit stones left after just obtained were 78,000.
Zhang Zheng touched the storage bag with heartache. Money was not easy, but spending money was like flowing water.
While the shopkeeper on the fourth floor was watching happily, Zhang Zheng left Wanjin Tower and was hurrying back to the sect, but his mind was attracted by the excitement on the roadside.
"I was the first to like this spirit beast egg, why should I give it to you!"
Zhang Zheng looked closely and saw that in front of a street stall selling various spirit beast eggs, three disciples wearing Wanxuan Gate's outer sermons were arguing endlessly.
Two women and one man, the two girls are about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the man is about the age of the crown.
The girl who had just spoken had a cute baby face and a little baby fat, and she looked like a hamster.
Another woman has a beautiful appearance and a weak temperament. She is holding a snow-white spirit beast egg in her arms, and she should be walking with the man.
When Zhang Zheng saw the woman, she felt a sense of familiarity that came to her face, her eager eyes, and her weak figure as a weak willow Fufeng.
It was exactly the same as Tan Ying who was disguised. When she saw her at first, she almost treated her like a sister next door, but later she realized how stupid she was.
Tan Ying is simply an absolute madman, with a mysterious identity and no shadow of coming and going.
Thinking of Tan Ying's inexplicable words outside the mission hall, Zhang Zheng felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
The man leaned slightly to block the weak woman and smiled helplessly: "Lan Lan is obedient, let me give this egg to you Sister Ningning."
The baby-faced girl was so angry that her face turned red. She put her hands on her hips and shouted with great momentum: "Why! I have to give her everything, so is the family and the sect. What is she? She is just a wild breeder picked up by her grandfather!"
There was such a big show, and there were really many people watching the fun on the roadside.
The weak woman's eyes turned red in an instant, and her eyes were filled with bright tears, and she could not fall, as if she was holding back her tears.
Her voice was sobbing and she said timidly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have competed with my sister for the spirit beast egg. My sister wants this spirit beast egg, so I'll give it to you."
This was said, with her pitiful expression. If someone who didn't know the cause and effect would probably blame her for being arrogant and domineering sister, who was unkind to humanity, after seeing it.
The man was obviously this kind of person. Even though he watched the whole process, he stopped the spirit beast egg handed out by the woman with one hand, and looked at the baby-faced girl with dissatisfaction and disappointment.
"Stop talking, Lanlan, you are too jealous. We are a family. How can you say that to you Sister Ningning!"
The baby-faced girl raised her head high, her lips tightly pursed, and a trace of unnatural flashed in her eyes. It was obvious that she also felt that what she said before was too much, but she still forced herself to say: "I don't care, I found this spirit beast egg, you have to return it to me!"
The man looked at her and shook his head, frowned, turned around and threw a bag of spirit stones at the vendor, half-wrapped the woman's shoulder, and took her straight away.
The girl's hands stretched out in the air, falling and unable to grasp anything.
"snort……"
Zhang Zheng heard her humming in a muffled voice, turned her head and ran away in a hurry.
The onlookers gradually dissipated, and Zhang Zheng also walked away. Thinking of the baby-faced girl's eyes just now, she could not help but sigh. She must have been hiding when she hid.
Chapter completed!