The people onlookers were a little unbelievable when they looked at Donglai Zhenren who bought a good thing, as if taking advantage of it and didn't stop for a moment.

"Could this person be a fool, buy a picture for five hundred taels and hang it on the door?"

"Hey, brother, you've been here for a long time. Tell us about the magic of this painting. Is it selling children or paintings?"

"Children are worthless, and paintings are valuable. You don't know, I heard that this painting was made by immortals, called the **** of the door. If you put it on the door, you can auspiciousness and avoid evil, bless your family's safety, and keep your family, young and old, and poultry and six animals away from evil. A pair of 1,000 taels of silver for sincerity."

"One thousand taels of silver, it's too expensive."

"Hehe, it's a pair, not a bunch."

"..."

"Oh? Is it really so magical?"

"There's no way to know. But just now there was indeed a person who didn't look like a fool. He spent a thousand taels to buy a pair of door **** pictures. Now, look, the little girl put two more pictures."

As soon as Wang Xuanji was put out, countless people asked for the price. When she asked, she still didn't answer the exact figure, she just said it should be sold and sold it.

This is annoying. There are a lot of people who want to buy it, and a few people can afford it. But after all, this is one thousand taels of silver, not one thousand copper coins. It would be unbelievable to buy two paintings. Yes, gritted his teeth and asked the two door gods to return to the house, and begged for auspiciousness, but one thousand taels was really scary.

"Haha! The old man can't believe that there are such stupid people in this world. If you come to buy it once, you will not be able to buy it twice. Although this painting is amazing, it is quite a bit of a charm, but it is just painted after all. Mo Wei'er is still there, and dozens of them are exactly the same, which is a real masterpiece, and it is definitely not worth one thousand taels of silver, and more than ten taels."

"Sorry, I've borrowed it, please let the old man in front let it go."

The old man who pushed hard to the front and wanted to haggle the price was pushed away unknowingly. He was about to reason a few words, but when he looked back, it turned out to be a few wearing Taoist clothes, and they looked like immortal cultivators. People came in. Although everyone was used to cultivators, they were still quite afraid and would take the initiative to avoid them.

The next scene made the people in Yuyang City stunned again, and their mouths could not close.

"Little girl, we want to buy a few paintings, just like the fellow Taoist just now, how about one thousand taels of silver."

Wang Xuanji nodded without speaking, and agreed to make a deal.

This time, five people came and bought five sets in one go, which was five thousand taels of silver.

"Brother, please slap me, I'm a little confused."

"Snapped!"

"Mom, it's just to watch the excitement. A few paintings by others are sold for 6,000 taels of silver. There have been more and more strange things in our Yuyang City over the years."

"Alas, the pictures in this painting are not really immortals, right? Why am I watching the two gods move all the time?"

"I seem to have seen it too, it seems to be blinking."

"It's really a baby? But, why are there so many, it's all a baby?"

In less than an hour, all the fifty sets of door **** pictures were sold out. On the first day of the new year, the door **** pictures for a pair of 1,000 taels were sold for a total of 50,000 taels, which instantly became the most explosive in Yuyang City. matter.

When Wang Xuanji closed the stall, the faces of the three little guys in the back were all flushed with excitement, 50,000 taels of silver, and the eldest sister got up early on the first day of the new year to set up a small stall, and they sold 50,000 taels in one go. Terrible, like a dream.

Originally, the back basket with the picture of the **** of the door, now it is full of stacks of silver bills of Yuyang Baohao, a full 50,000 taels, that is, the folk customs of Yuyang City are relatively simple, and the Dacheng Dynasty is a place of etiquette and family heirlooms. The place might be robbed in the street. A few bare-handed children and a dog are really no deterrent.

The three of Wang Xuanwu didn't do anything, they just stood behind their hands behind their backs to attract passers-by to take a look at the stall. There was also Xiao Yubao who simply squatted on the ground, holding tangerine peel sugar in his left hand and candied haws in his right. Also let the puppy next to him lick it.

"Little girl, who drew these pictures of your door gods?" Someone couldn't help being curious and asked, and many people perked up their ears.

First of all, they are curious, and secondly, some people are thinking that this **** map is so easy to sell, it is better to ask if they can lower the price and buy some goods.

"I don't know. I met an old grandfather while visiting the night market last night and asked us to sell it for him. We don't ask for a price or bargain, just help him sell it." Wang Xuanji thought for a while, and then blurted out.

"The old grandpa I met at the night market..."

Although this answer is very false, it just caters to the appetite of the people. You have to name and tell who painted it, but people don't believe it. He can draw a picture of a door **** for 1,000 taels of silver. , I don't believe it.

Only a very small number of people recognized that they were the children of Mr. Chengxisu's family. Originally, they thought it was painted by that gentleman.

That gentleman is usually idle and kind to people, as if the world's gold, silver, wealth and **** for power are not in his eyes, and he doesn't look like a person with such ability.

For a time, countless people in Yuyang City were talking about this incident, discussing all kinds of door gods, and soon, a newest rumor became mainstream.

"Have you heard that this **** is a divine general under the Great Southern Emperor, who specializes in blessing the people and keeping the family safe."

"Since he is a divine general under the Great Southern Emperor, why is it so expensive?"

"Please God, can it be cheaper?"

"But most people can't afford it. One thousand taels of silver. If you kill me, five hundred taels will suffice with my family. What else do you need to keep the family safe?"

"Young man, you are still too young. Rareness is the most precious thing in this world. You can't afford it, but it doesn't mean others can't afford it. You and I don't need it, but it doesn't mean that others don't need it. Besides, you can't buy it now. It doesn't mean that you can't afford it in the future. How the Great Southern Emperor cares for the people of Dacheng. Since he has sent a **** to be a door **** and bless the people, why can't everyone afford it and don't need money for porridge? You don’t need money to borrow books from the library, so you can make money from these two pictures?”

"It makes sense. Keep an eye on it these days. If this sect is cheap, I'll go and get a set to go home."

"Bah, this old man thinks it's a robbery to sell it so expensively."

"Old rich slave, if you sell it for a penny, you're afraid you won't like it again."

"No, those dozens of people are all fools, and they are not fools, then it means that this thing is expensive and there is a reason why it is expensive, and people who are not expensive don't want it."

Yunsu watched it clearly and didn't say anything. Anyway, most of these door **** paintings were bought by the cultivation schools outside Yuyang City, and a very small part went into the hands of wealthy families in Yuyang City.

There is no money for the poor, and the poor cannot afford so much money.

However, the one thousand taels of money to invite the door **** quickly spread throughout Yuyang City, which is more convincing than any other means.

Yunsu also thought about letting people take the door **** map to stand on the street, shouting: "The door **** map doesn't need money, the second day of the new year will send welfare, take it home for no money, and protect the family throughout the year. …”

Just ask, who would believe it, only let the door **** map become a hot topic first. When some people say that it is not good, and some people think it is expensive, there are people who buy it with a lot of money, so that everyone can understand the most simple truth.

This **** map is a real good thing.

If you spend 1,000 taels to buy a house, no one will pay attention, but 1,000 taels to buy two pieces of paper will be a strange story in the world, not to mention Yuyang City, I am afraid that it will spread throughout the entire first month. Yangzhou.

Today's Yuyang City has a large population, business travel is like clouds, and the water and land routes are getting busier and busier, and the people of Yangzhou and even Dacheng are more and more happy to hear about the Southern Great Emperor. Many people Everyone knows that there is a place called Yuyang City, where there are many miracles and immortals like clouds. It is the secular palace of the Southern Emperor, where his homeland is located.

Some people say yes, and naturally some people discuss whether it is too expensive. Yunsu doesn't care that much, anyway, it will be printed on a large scale in the end, and a set of items will be sold for a penny, but these fifty sets of door gods are slightly more unusual. , I painted it myself. Most of the people who bought it were close to Yuyang City, and they were very close to the real bodies of the two door gods. Maybe the effect of sticking on the door would be much better.

……

Outside Yuyang City, Sushan Bieyuan is now officially named Sushan Sword Academy, which means the lower courtyard of the Sushan Sword Sect.

"Really, these two pictures of door gods cost 1,000 taels of silver?"

The two pictures of the door gods were hanging on the wall without wind. Donglai Zhenren, He Daoren, and Gui Daoren were watching together, each thinking.

"That's right, the two pictures are 1,000 taels of silver, and they were the first fools who bought them in the eyes of others. It turned out to be a good start, and the fifty sets were sold out soon." Donglai Zhenren laughed.

"Alas! It would be great if the real person brought a set for me and fellow Daoist He."

A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the doorway.

As soon as the old turtle came, he found that the **** map was quite mysterious. Whether it was the style of painting, the lines, or the pattern and texture on it, there seemed to be a strange rule in it.

"It looks like a symbol."

Daoist He looked at it for a while and said something.

"That's right, the monk who painted the picture of the door **** has a very high understanding of Tao, which has surpassed us."

Donglaizhen shook his head. This was the fundamental reason why he was willing to spend one thousand taels for two paintings. The style, lines, and even the texture of this painting were something he had never seen before, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

He Wandong came from a young age and grew up in the Taiji sword world. There are 89,354 books in the sword world. Before going down the mountain, he read all of them. It can be said that he has read Taoism.

Although the term "door god" is a bit new, it is not too surprising for monks in the realm of three people. Those monks who follow the way of the gods, let alone the door gods, some who don't even have the cultivation base of Jindan stage dare to claim to be the supreme of heaven and earth, and use it to deceive those mortals.

"The painting method of this **** map seems to be a way of talisman, but it is not very similar, and the old turtle has never seen it before."

"Let's go, let's go and see how powerful the door **** map is, whether it can be used to seek good luck and avoid evil, smash evil, and even subdue demons."

Donglai Zhenren became interested, so he took the two down the mountain together, and came to an idle house in the Sword Academy of Sushan Mountain. With a toss of his hand, two pictures of the door gods flew to the door, and they were properly pasted.

"go!"

Donglai Zhenren moved the magic formula, and from a distance, a cloud of evil spirits condensed, and with a single finger, the evil spirits flew towards the door that was next to the door god.

"Boom!"

I saw the long-bearded door **** on the right, his eyes seemed to be alive, and suddenly he moved, and two golden lights were shot out.

"It's a bit of a doorway!"

Turtle and Crane's eyes suddenly lit up.

"go!"

Donglai Zhenren released another white light, but it was a kind of evil that had been prepared in advance. It belongs to the kind of evil spirits who have not yet opened their intelligence, but can rely on their instincts to harm people's hearts. Depressed and ill, he died. Some may be the evil thoughts of some kind of creature, and some may be the evil spirits of the climate, which are generally stronger than the common evil spirits.

Sometimes it also refers to some powerful dirty things, such as some ferocious ghosts. If the brain is not working well, it is also considered a kind of evil spirits.

The white light, just as it approached the gate, saw the white-faced **** on the left glowing golden light in his eyes, shot out suddenly, ignited the evil with a bang, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"This **** is actually so powerful..."

Guihe and the two were stunned, and Donglai Zhenren also had a solemn expression. This evil spirit is not weak. Generally, the monks who have just inhaled Qi into the body may not be able to deal with it easily, but they were burned by the golden light of that god's magic eye.

"There is no mana in this **** map, but like a talisman used by ordinary monks, it uses a secret method to evoke some kind of god's power."

Donglai Zhenren didn't stop. With a wave of his hand, he released a vicious ghost that he had prepared for a long time. With a wave of his sleeve, he blew it three feet away in front of the door.

For a moment, the two gods on the map of the gods seemed to come alive, turned into a divine light and fell to the ground, shouting loudly:

"Bold ghosts, don't trespass here."

As soon as the two gods appeared, the evil ghost, who had already lost his mind, rushed over on his own with a loud roar, wanting to attack and kill the two of them.

The two door gods snorted softly, and with a flick of the spear, they shot together with a flick of the sword.

For a while, the ghosts swept wildly, the divine power was surging, and the divine power was deployed. I saw the long spear and long knife were majestic and murderous, and in just a few rounds, the evil ghost was beheaded and turned into ashes.

"Hey!..."

The three of them couldn't help but change their color. The power of this **** is so strong, and even the martial cultivator in the innate realm is very difficult to deal with. Generally, the cultivator can win it relatively easily after reaching the dantian realm.

Qi-entraining, Dantian, Jindan, Huadan, concentrating and concentrating, although the Dantian realm is only the second small realm of the Qi-entraining period, it is actually not weak.

But these two gods who were suddenly disturbed, under the combined attack, actually killed it in a few rounds.

"When the Specter just now appeared, the two door gods had divine power descending. Although the two manifested gods did not have complete consciousness, they were able to distinguish between good and evil, guarding the house, and guarding the hospital because they had the least divinity. But not a real cultivator."

Donglai Zhenren let out a sigh, if these pictures of the door gods were actually drawn by him, his Daoism must be far beyond his imagination.

I saw his swift painting in the void, but it condensed some incense merits, and it turned into blue smoke when he threw it casually, and flew to the two pictures of the door gods, but it was a reward.

"Shenzhen, this thousand taels of silver is really worth it. If ordinary people put up these two pictures of door gods and worship them for another thirty or fifty years, it would be difficult for ordinary ghosts and evil spirits to come within three feet of each other. It is better than offering one at home. Completely inactive idols are far more effective.

Who drew this picture of the gods? "

The old turtle couldn't help sighing.

"I don't know who painted it, but the person who sold the painting is the family of Mr. Su in the west of the city."

"It's Mr. Su!"

The old turtle's eyes widened, originally mung bean eyes, but now they are several times larger.

"But the little girl didn't admit it, saying that she met the old grandfather at a night market and asked them to help sell paintings. Then someone said that it was the emperor of the south who appeared and spread the picture of the door **** through the hands of others."

For this statement, Donglai Zhenren does not believe it. This Yuyang City can fiddle with such magical things, but he can't do it anyway. That Mr. Su is the most likely person he can think of, otherwise, It is really the golden god.

"That Jinguang Shenren has a cultivation base of Tongxuan, and killing the gods and scattered immortals is like killing chickens and sheep without effort, so they shouldn't stay in this small Yuyang City for too long. But this **** map is a piece of A great deed for the benefit of the people.”

In his heart, he was thinking, if this sect of the gods is really spread all over the world in the future, it will be one-tenth, or even one-percent of the magic of today, and it must be a good thing that contributes to the great success of hundreds of millions of people.

After staring at it for a while, he shook his head slightly. The door **** he bought for a thousand taels could not be imitated. The mysterious and mysterious style of painting, lines and textures seemed to be strange and incomprehensible. , actually failed.

……

The next day, the second day of the new year.

Early in the morning, another person came to the intersection of yesterday's painting sales. Unlike the five young boys of yesterday, this man was handsome and upright. At first glance, he was not a talented person who learned to be rich, but an extraordinary person. .

There was a puppy beside him, one person and one dog put up two pictures of door gods, then sat on the stool and waited slowly.

"Hey, why did the painting sellers change today?"

"Yes, how about those children yesterday?"

"Dare you ask Xiongtai, are your paintings the door gods that were sold in the city yesterday?"

"Yes, this is exactly what it is!"

Zhang Yifan answered loudly, not much or not much to go out today, just 50 sets, 100 door gods.

"Yesterday, everyone said that this **** is a divine general under the throne of the Great Southern Emperor and was sent to the mortal world by the Great Emperor. Is there such a thing?"

Zhang Yifan kept his mouth shut.

"Then Xiongtai, do you know who drew this picture of the gods?"

Zhang Yifan: "It was a white-haired old man who entrusted me to sell these fifty sets of door **** pictures for him in a dream~lightnovelpub.net~ You can see if you like it."

Soon, about a dozen people who seemed to be hanging out by the roadside immediately gathered around when they heard the words, and shouted, "Boss, come here."

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sets were sold, and unlike yesterday, who seemed to be begging people to buy them, today there is a limit, and everyone can only buy one.

The little milk dog squatted on the stool, and was responsible for a bag hanging around his neck. It was specially used to store the banknotes. The dog's head was shaking non-stop. It really likes the speed of making money.

In less than half an hour, there were only eight pairs of door gods left. There were all kinds of people who came to buy door gods, including cultivators, Jianghu martial arts, rich families in the city, and even people who came to Yuyang Academy. Bought one and wanted to hang it.

"Little Zhangzi, you should shout. There are a few more to sell as soon as possible. Let's go back and count the banknotes to play."

Zhang Yifan nodded, and was about to start shouting, when he suddenly saw a few people with bad expressions walking in the distance, and the little puppy who was talking and laughing just now, was joking with him, but his body was slightly fried.

"Little Zhangzi, here, here, here they come, they swayed and walked towards the deity arrogantly."

"..."

The little milk dog couldn't help but think of a new word he learned from the old salted fish a few days ago and gave it to people. I'm afraid this is not the case with these people.

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