There are many people in Luocheng at night, and the monks don't have to rest. On the contrary, they can make a lot of shady transactions go smoothly at night, so...

when Bai Han and Tang Xiaotang are wandering around the city, they see a lot of stalls. The stall owners are all covered in black robes, and their breath is deep. Tang Xiaotang realizes that there are some even demons.

However, it seems that Luocheng is a neutral city. Although it's rare, it's not without Moxiu all the way. Although their breath is cold and evil, and they emit a strong sense of unfriendliness, their actions are quite normal.

However, it's not necessary to get out of the city... Tang Xiaotang has already seen several demons fix their eyes on a big spendthrift young man. It's estimated that as soon as he leaves the city, he will be dragged into the woods...

fortunately, Bai Han's appearance is not impressive at all, and after a battle in the boundary river, his clothes are ragged and his hands are broken There is also a sword that looks very shabby and does not have any aura fluctuation. Even those stall owners are too lazy to pay attention to him.

In this way, Bai Han and Tang Xiaotang walk leisurely in the crowd. Tang Xiaotang looks at the things on the stall from time to time and chats with Bai Han. No one can imagine that there is a sword spirit in such a broken sword.

"Look at that! I feel it has a aura. What is that? " Tang Xiaotang looks at the withered and yellow plants on a stall and asks Bai Han.

"Elderberry." Bai Han glanced and whispered.

Tang Xiaotang looked around and found that although most of them sounded very tall, they were actually all kinds of "treasures" of fake and shoddy products, and the prices were too high. He didn't know that those stupid people who had more money would buy...

"what was that?" Tang Xiaotang asked again, but some of them are really good. As a sword (ah, no, it's charm), she has a much stronger sense of aura than Bai Han, who has sealed her accomplishments. Even though many things are insignificant, she can still see their aura at a glance.

However, it seems that Bai Han doesn't care if the seal can be untied at all. Since he left Jiehe, he has always looked calm. Tang Xiaotang can't see the impact of losing cultivation on him.

"Congxiang." As the name suggests, it's very useful to use herbs that can gather spirits.

"What are you not going to buy?"

"These don't work." Bai Han didn't want to buy anything. To be honest, he didn't like these things.

"Bang, rich man." Tang Xiaotang curled his mouth and continued to look at the things on the stall.

All of a sudden, her eyes lit up, pointing to something on a stall and saying, "come on, buy that."

It's a very humble gray stone, but Tang Xiaotang can feel the rich vitality inside. This stone is very precious...

when Bai Han looks in her direction, he sees that it's the same gray stone as an ordinary stone. It's the size of a fist, and there are some subtle convex concave on the surface. It's ordinary, just like the kind that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

He didn't feel any waves on the stone at all.

"Come on, buy it!" This thing is very rare. Tang Xiaotang only saw it once in a certain world. I didn't expect that there was such a big piece here.

Bai Han walked over without doubt. Although he didn't know what it was, since the girl, as a sword spirit, thought it was a good thing, it certainly wasn't a simple thing.

In fact, the stone is only used by the stall owner to press the cloth on the ground, which is not a commodity at all.

Squatting in front of the stall, pretending to look at other things, he looked at the stall owner quietly.

The stall owner wore a black cloak and only showed a chin, but judging from the beard on his chin and the wrinkles on his neck, the monk must be quite old.

"This one."

Bai Han points to something at will. In fact, he wanted to ask the stone directly, but Tang Xiaotang stopped him.

"Are you stupid? If you point to that one directly, he will raise the price on purpose, and you will lose a lot! " At first glance, Bai Han had never bought anything in such a place before. Those friars were eager to sell a stone at a sky high price in order to kill such a fool as Bai Han...

"five medium quality spirit stones."

Sure enough, the Friar's hoarse voice began to ring out slowly, but Tang Xiaotang saw that the thing Bai Han followed his finger was just a piece of low-grade talisman. It was not very useful for the friar to reason. It was not worth three low-grade spirit stones in tianjizong.

"You see." Tang Xiaotang showed such an expression: "you listen to me, and make sure you don't waste a cent to take it." She's good at this kind of thing!

"Good." Bai Han nodded, which made Tang Xiaotang guess right. He had never bought anything in such a stall. In his thousands of years of experience, the most important thing was to go to the auction house. Too many people were eager to give things to him to win him over. How could it cost him money.

But thinking about her proud appearance, Bai Han feels funny. He doesn't mind being slaughtered. Moreover, since she says it's very good, the price offered by the stall owner must be worth it anyway, but she even wants to take advantage of it"Come on, I don't want to take advantage of you, brother. Do you have so much money now?" Although there are a lot of white Han spirit stones, they are both top-grade and top-grade. They can't be taken out or used. Therefore, there are only 87 pieces of low-grade spirit stones on him now, and we can't buy them even if we sell them.

White is silent.

Unexpectedly, he is also short of money one day...

"so you listen to me and see how I bargain for you!" Tang Xiaotang is very excited. She's the best bargainer!

"And this one?"

Bai Han continues to pick up a very ugly ring, pretending to ask with interest.

"Fifty medium quality spirit stones." The stall owner looked at his actions, and his voice was obviously a little excited. Did he meet a fool today?

"This one?"

"A top quality stone."

"This one?"

"Nine Chinese spirit stones."

...

according to Tang Xiaotang's instructions, Bai Han asked all the things in the stall. The stall owner was still very excited at first, but later he became impatient. This guy just asked not to buy, so he didn't amuse him, did he?

"Guest, what are you going to buy?" The stall owner looked at the young man in front of him through his cloak, with a trace of anger in his tone. This boy is just at the beginning of foundation construction. If he dares to play with him, he must be good-looking!

"You're too expensive. I don't have that much money." Bai Han continued according to Tang Xiaotang's request.

"How much money do you have?" The stall owner was angry. He had been making trouble for a long time. He was a poor man!

Let's just say, really rich people can't hold such a broken sword! What a poor man! Waste so much of his time!

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