The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Chapter 628: Want to pit Master Yan?

  Chapter 628 Want to pit Master Yan?

  The Confucian Temple is a temple dedicated to the ancestors of Confucian sages. Generally, Confucius, Mencius and other sages are enshrined in it.

  The Confucian Temple in Ancheng has been around for a few years, and looking outside, many of the outer walls of the Confucian Temple fell off and fell to the ground.

  Basically, people who come here are tourists, and there are very few sacrifices today.

  After all, students want a good university or something, and all they want is Emperor Wenchang.

  In the rushed crowd, Yan Tao and Qin Zong were a bit conspicuous.

Yantao and Qin Zong both wear masks, their temperament is a little eye-catching, but they are also okay.

   Liu Wu just stood so frankly, brazenly flaunting his "beautiful little face", and from time to time she winks at the girls passing by, seeing Master Yan want to hit someone.

   Yantao: "Zongzong, can I kill him?"

  Qin Zong: "I have the same idea."

The dangerous gazes of Master Yan and Master Qin fell on Liu Wu’s face at the same time, scared that his hairs stood upright, he hurriedly pulled out his hood and put it on, clasping his hands together and confessing, "You two masters, I was wrong, you adults don’t remember. Don’t worry about me."

   Yan Tao really doesn't bother to care about him.

  She has to get the spiritual source as soon as possible.

  The teenager with one hand in his pocket, when he advanced into the crowded antique street.

  This street is not only displaying antiques, but also some handicraft shops, and there are a lot of bustling people.

  Xiao Qi is out of power, and Yan Tao has to scan the street by himself.

  After all, she doesn’t know how to recognize antiques.

  Some things are useless even if they are real.

   While others were not paying attention, she gently touched her eyelid with her right index finger and middle finger.

   When I opened my eyes again, my right eye turned light red, like a layer of fog, blindfolded over my eyes.

  The boy looked up and looked far away.

  The line of sight penetrated through the crowds, almost seeing everything hundreds of meters around.

  She suddenly moved her eyes.

  There are at most a dozen real things on this antique street.

  Things are real, but unfortunately they are useless.

   "Zong Zong," Yan Tao raised her good-looking brows, and in a good mood, she grabbed Qin Zong's hand and walked to the west of the street.

   The stalls over there are deserted, seven or eight scattered, and they look quite tattered.

  Yantao took a fancy to a big rock.

The boy seemed to be very interested in this stone. He went around it, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to tap twice, looking at Qin Zong with bright eyes, "Zongzong, this stone has a very special shape. Let's take it back and place it as a rockery. How about it?"

  The stone is about half a person tall, wrapped in layers of skin, and the skin is rough.

  Qin Zongfeng squinted his eyes, took a step back, his tone was hard to say, "The shape... is really special."

  The stall owner is a chubby middle-aged man with white skin, small eyes, and he looks very kind.

   Yan Tao glanced at random, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled.

  "Do you want to buy this stone? I brought it back from Myanmar. It cost a lot of money. Unfortunately, I didn't get any good items, so I just smashed it in my hand."

  "If you want to buy it, just give me a cost price, and you can take it with you 10,000 yuan."

   Liu Wu's eyes widened, "Ten thousand yuan, why don't you grab it, boss? A piece of scrap was so embarrassing to ask for so much money, and it was pulled from Myanmar. When we are being taken advantage of!"

  Although Liu Wu is a rich second generation, he has some money in his hands, but he does not have a kind heart to be a good wealth boy.

  "Brother, your words are a little bit awkward," the boss still smiled on his face, and looked honestly, "At any rate, it was brought back by Burma. Ten thousand yuan is already regarded as my conscience price."

  The boss looked at this young man quite like it, his eyes were very vicious, and he saw that Yan Tao and the others were unusual, so he thought about slaughtering them.

  (End of this chapter)