Chapter 72—Shop 2

"This way~" Xiao Hua held his chin and thought about it. He smiled and said: "The poor road has to go in and see what is the difference between this product and the top grade!"

"Xiao Daoyou does not have to worry, the fireballs of the top grades and the middle grades are exactly in the poor storage bags!" The old man saw it, his eyebrows opened his eyes, and he took a storage bag and sent two very delicate fireballs to Xiaohua. before.

Then, look at Xiao Hua’s Zhou Xia, whispered: “The poor road knows that Xiao Daoyou is going down with the brothers. It’s okay, as long as the brothers of Guimen are brought here, the poor road must be good for the Taoist friends!”

"Hey?" Xiao Hua Wei Wei, can immediately turn his eyes, whispered: "White Daoyou... Cautious..."

Said, the eyes carefully read the two yellow characters all over again, the fireball of the top grade is really delicate, not only the rune is fine, the silky aura is contained between the fine lines, that is, the paper is obviously different When he started to distinguish the difference between the two runes, he suddenly realized that he was awkward: "Hey, I forgot it! The message is... It doesn't need ink, pen, the rune of this fireball... But with the ink and the pen, I... I don’t even have these, how do I make it?”

Looking up again, sure enough, on the other side of the stall, there are some neat inks and pens. I thought about it. Xiao Hua did not continue to ask, just look at the two yellow symbols carefully. The difference was also given to the old man, laughing: "The poor road has not taken too many spiritual stones for the time being, just take these fireballs!"

The old man did not take it for granted. He took the Huang Fu handed by Xiao Hua and collected it. He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the poor road waits for Xiao Daoyou to come again!"

However, when Xiao Hua handed over the piece of Chinese stone, the old man's face was a bit more exciting: "Cough, that... Xiao Daoyou, the poor road knows that Dao does not want to show his identity with a storage bag, can... Can a Taoist friend not give a poor stone to the poor road? This piece of Chinese spirit stone, the poor road has to find the Taoist ninety-nine pieces of Lingshi, how can the Taoist get it?"

"Oh, no!" Xiao Hua’s face was awkward, but he never thought about it.

Xiao Hua’s eyes turned and smiled: “The storage bag of the poor road... Hey, don’t say, is there any uselessness in the Taoist friends? The poor road exchanges these remaining Lingshi with the Taoist friends!”

"Ah?" The old man’s face was awkward, and he didn’t feel a bitter smile: “Xiao Daoyou said it’s really easy. How can a storage bag have dozens of top grade Lingshi, Daoyou’s middle class Lingshi... How can I exchange it? It seems that Xiao Daoyou’s teacher...the storage bag seems to be nothing!”

Xiao Hua’s face was reddish and sighed. He put the fireball in his arms and said: “There is no way! Wait... the poor road... tomorrow, oh, no, I have to come back next time. Let's go!"

When the old man heard it, his eyes turned slightly and he looked at the sky. He smiled and said: "This way, it is quite difficult for Xiao Daoyou to come out and think about it. Since it has a relationship with the poor road, the poor road has to give way to the Taoist friends!"

"Hey? What is the way for Bai Daoyou?" Xiao Hua was a little excited.

Sure enough, I listened to the old man: "The poor road has had a small storage bag in the early years, and ... has been worn out. If the Taoist friend does not give up, he will hold it first, and the poor road will only accept you for 90. Let's go down to Lingshi!"

"Ninety?" Xiao Hua shook his head: "The poor road is just to use this time, actually it costs 90 yuan to sell the spirit stone, this business is really wrong, do not change, do not change!"

"Don't, Xiao Daoyou, you know, you don't lack any Lingshi, don't care about the storage bag, but... This storage bag is also a storage bag. It can be used like a small storage bag. Selling in a special shop, it’s really a lot of good spirits. The poor road is just trying to make a friend.

"Hey, forget it, then sixty!" Xiaohua spread his hand and said helpless.

"Xiao Daoyou, the poor roads are not bargaining, eighty!"

"Seventy, if not, the poor road is gone!" Xiao Hua has lost some.

"Oh, forget it, that friend will still see you!" The old man shook his head, a pair of love can help.

Xiao Hua didn't know if he said it was true or not. He thought about it, and he looked at it with a disappointment. He said, "Forget it, forget it, then be a poor road... Let's make a good relationship, eighty. Just eighty!"

The old man did not have any expression. He felt that this was taken for granted. He smiled and turned into the store. However, for a long time, he took an ordinary storage bag and walked out and handed it to Xiao Huadao: "Xiao Daoyou, inside is ten Nine pieces of the next product Lingshi, please check it out!"

Xiao Hua took it calmly and did not look at it. He smiled and said: "But it is because there is no way to install Lingshi. Why should it be so troublesome?"

"Xiao Daoyou, as the saying goes, the wealth is not exposed. If the Taoist friend holds this storage bag, he is afraid that he will not be remembered!"

"Hey, Bai Daoyou said that it is a poor road to teach!" Xiao Hua took the storage bag at the waist and patted it: "In the future, the poor road will use it!"

"Oh, the poor road is waiting for Xiao Daoyou to come back next time!" The old man smiled.

"Well, Bai Daoyou rest assured that the next time I will definitely give the Taoist a surprise!" Xiao Hua waved and walked out.

Waiting for a corner, Xiao Hua quickly opened the storage bag, and said in the heart: "This blackhearted shopkeeper will not give a lesser stone!"

When he opened the storage bag and saw it, he was dumbfounded!

The stone in the storage bag is not missing, just nineteen, but... the space inside the storage bag... it’s too small! ! !

Yan Huaming has only two storage bags. Xiao Yuehong’s storage bag Xiao Hua has never been used. I don’t know how big the space is. Xiao Xianrui’s Xiao Hua knows that there should be three feet in size! And Xiao Hua’s hand... don’t say it’s three feet, at best... that’s three feet, put some grass, medicinal herbs or Lingshi naturally, other things... don’t talk!

"Oh, it really is a price for one point! Eighty pieces of the next product Lingshi, that is, the price of a fireball, how can I buy a serious storage bag?" Xiao Hua smiled, but then it was cold: "But Xiaoye does not lack space for storage. These things are just a display!"

Said, a shot of the storage bag, a piece of the next stone in the hands, muttered: "Do not know what the price of the inn, a piece of the next stone can live for a night?"

Xiao Hua is still too optimistic. How can a piece of Lingshi can stay in the inn for one night? He asked all the small inns that looked very inconspicuous in the southwest. It seems that the cheapest one is ten downstones for one night!

Looking at the sky, Xiao Hua also lost the plan to look for it again. He took ten pieces of the lower spirits and handed it to the inn. He was taken to the front of a room by a small shop without any repairs. The shop opened the second door and asked Xiao Hua to go in and laugh. Road: "Xian Chang, this room has been arranged in the array, you only need to put the yellow letter on the cabinet on the door, these arrays can be stimulated, except for the fairy, others can never enter and exit. Of course. This yellow symbol will automatically expire after twelve hours, and please send the fairy to the cabinet!"

"Well, the poor road knows!" Xiao Hua waved his hand, and when the store was about to retreat, Xiao Hua pretended to carelessly ask: "Yes, Xiao Er, what kind of grass and medicine can be nearby?" Can I buy?"

"It’s good to know that Xianchang knows that most of the accommodation here is in the east. Lingcao and medicinal herbs are on the east side of Jingbo City. However, in order to facilitate the convenience of accommodation, some large shops have opened several small shops here. The hotel is not far from the west. There is just one point for the shop of sedges. If you need ordinary medicinal herbs, you can go there and see!"

"Oh, thank you~" Xiao Hua smiled.

The shop’s second child was somewhat flattered and quickly said: “The fairy is very polite.”

Then, some words and expressions can be stopped. In a moment, they bite their lips and whisper: "Xianchang..."

"Well? How?" Xiao Hua had already seen the look of Xiao Er in the store, and he was alarmed.

"That...Is there any cure for Xiandan?..." This is a very low-pitched statement. Immediately, the store Xiaoxiao waited for Xiaohua to open his mouth and quickly said: "No, it doesn't matter, small... Small is just asking casually!"

Look at that look... It seems to have been rejected 10,000 times!

Xiao Hua listened, and his brow was slightly wrinkled. He knew that he had never seen any secular person since he woke up. However, Zhang Qing’s mouth also knows that there are many secular people in the rainy continent. These people are in the eyes of the self-cultivator... they are just like an ant, and they will never be in the eye. The healing remedy...is in the heart of the comprehension, it is also precious, how is it possible... With the help of this store’s second child, what is it? If there is any Lingshi in the store, I am afraid there is still a little hope!

However, Xiao Hua still asked: "What do you want to cure for the drug? You are not a person who is comprehension?"

When I saw Xiao Hua asking, the shop’s face was red, and the eyes were slightly sad. It was still biting her lip. She said to Xiao Hua: “It’s so good to know the fairy, the little... the little girl is seriously ill, I don’t know. How many doctors can't heal, there is a doctor who knows that the small work in this inn, gave a small idea, saying that the healing medicine used by the immortals may be effective!"

"How long has your mother been ill?" Xiao Hua Wen said: "How many people have you asked?"

"Hey, my mother has been ill for a year! Small...small one sees one earlier, but...no one cares about it. The last two months have been...no longer asked!" The shop’s second child was pitiful. Looking at Xiao Hua, he said: "Small... know that this medicinal medicine is precious, and the fairy is long... If the fairy is too redundant, it is a kind of charity for a small, small cow will be repaid to the fairy. !"

Xiao Hua held his chin and looked at the store. He didn't know if he should believe the store. If the store said that the second child had a fake, hey, he could only be a small monk with a second layer of refining, and he could be stared at by others. It’s in trouble!

"You haven't been looking for someone for a long time, how... what about me?" Xiao Hua asked with interest.