Chapter Five
Xinghe came to the contestant's reception room from the square, took out two pieces of white tiger skin and several unknown grasses from her parcel, and hurriedly left.
The white tiger skin was made by himself as a tiger, and the grass was collected in a secluded place in the dense forest. At that time, he saw a thousand snakes waiting at the grass and thought it was precious. When he didn't think about it half a month later, he didn't know why the thousand snakes died, and the grass was picked by him.
After traveling in Xinghe these days, he already knew the city. Now he is going to a place in the city called Sanfan Street, which is a night market. Although the staff is thin during the day, it is very lively at night. Many people trade freely here and Taobao.
Xinghe casually found an open space, laid his brain on the ground, and squatted aside, waiting for business to come.
The waiting time always passed slowly. Xinghe consciously passed the centuries and still no one paid attention to his things. Is his stuff not good enough to catch the eye, or is he not soliciting business? He doesn't know!
Finally, a soft and delicate voice sounded in Xinghe's ear. "Little brother, how do you sell this godgrass?"
"A piece of hardware coins!" Xinghe came back from the sleepy state, looking at the sound, and was greeted with an extremely wretched face, and the almost flattering expression scared Xinghe.
"Hardware? So expensive! Should I use this god stone for you?" The wretched man's face was full of charm, and he handed it over with a black round stone wrapped in a handkerchief.
"Godstone !?" Xinghe took the black cobblestone and carefully played with it. Looking at the black stone, it only glowed red slightly, and there was nothing special about it. The insignificant man squatted aside, leaned sideways, stretched his neck, and stared at the black cobblestone in Xinghe's hand, seemingly curious and expectant.
Xinghe glanced strangely at the wretched man, trying to say something, but the wretched man suddenly reached out, snatched the black cobblestone, and ran away.
"This weird!" Xinghe sighed, still squatting quietly, waiting for the business to come again.
Somewhere in Sanfan Street, two figures were whispering.
"Brother, I tested it with a dynamometer just now-the kid is less than a star." It was the insignificant man who spoke. He stood charmingly next to a shirtless man who was barely fleshed.
"Well, that's good! I just don't know if the kid has anything to do with the clan or upper class characters!" The pretty meat man asked cautiously, solemnly.
"Brother, you can rest assured, absolutely not!" The insignificant man replied confidently, "I will come to sell those tattered ones, and I don't even know about dynamite, it must be a wild boy in a remote country."
"Well, that's the case, then it's time for us to collect the protection fee for" Ai Cai Shuang Sha "again!" After that, the pretty meat man and the insignificant man laughed ...
Xinghe squatted aside, two figures slowly came in front of him. It was the brutal man and the wretched man.
"Boy, pay the protection fee!" The insignificant man was beside the brutal man, and shouted at Xinghe with high toes.
"It's you! Protection fee?" Xinghe looked around, stood up, and answered coldly, "I have no money!"
"Isn't there money?" The mouth of the pretty meat man kept twitching, and the mace on his shoulders waved out suddenly, smashing into the wall next to Xinghe, only a line away from Xinghe's head.
"Why, do you want to fight ?!" Xinghe's pupils shrank slightly, and said coldly. He immediately tore off the mace, threw it at the brutal man, and leaned down, tightened, and suddenly ejected, rushing towards the brutal man.
The savage man is not a rash man. He takes off, spins in the air, catches mace, and avoids Xinghe's offensive.
At this time, the crowd gathered more and more. But none of them stopped, as if they had long been numb to such things.
"Wow, isn't that 'love money and double evil'? Not even children!
"That brutal man is already a four-star fighter. This little guy is afraid of suffering!"
"'Ai Cai Shuang Sha' is really getting more and more useless, and a little Mao child can't figure it out!"
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Hearing so many people talking about themselves, the savage man suddenly felt unable to hang on to his old face, but was so angry that he didn't dare to attack these people easily.
"Boy, it's not so simple to teach protection money today, and you should leave it to me!" The face of the brutal man had been distorted by shame. He slammed his mace at Xinghe. Xinghe ducked sideways, his hands were like snakes wrapped around the hand of a brutal man holding a mace, and at the same time he opened his mouth and bite at the neck of the brutal man.
The savage man sneered and did not evade. A hint of white gas overflowed from him and attached to him. Xinghe bit on the white gas, leaving only a few teeth marks on the neck of the pretty meat man. Although slightly red, it was not a big deal.
At this moment of Xinghe's sacrifice, the savage man had changed his mace to the other hand and waved it out with all his strength. Xinghe could not avoid it.
"噗 ~~~" Blood crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and Xinghe fell heavily to the ground, already injured.
"Hey ~~~ Boy, let me die!" The brutal meat man stepped into Xinghe step by step.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd was surprised. A Tsing Yi man flashed out abruptly, standing in front of Xinghe, facing the brutal man. The savage man suddenly shivered like a mouse when he saw a cat.
"Go!" The man in Tsing Yi drank coldly.
As for the words of the man in Tsing Yi, the brutal man was not angry, but escaped as if he had been pardoned, by the way, he pulled aside the intimidated insignificant man.
"It's okay!" The Tsing Yi man turned with a smile and asked with concern.
"Dean !!" Xinghe saw the appearance of the man in Tsing Yi, and was suddenly shocked. He slowly got up from the ground and reverently replied, "It's all right." But his expression betrayed him, and he was positively received by the man With his mace attack, his chest was almost painful--the ribs must have been broken. Had it not been for his strong physique honed in the dense forest, I am afraid that this blow would be fatal.
"It's all right," said the Dean with relief, as if he had not seen the painful expression on Xinghe's face at all.
"These things are yours ?!" The dean shifted the subject, pointing to the two white tiger skins and a few grasses to ask Xinghe.
"It's kid!" Xinghe answered respectfully.
"How does this grass sell?" The Dean seemed to be anxious.
"If the dean wants it, I'll give it to you!" Xinghe did not dare to offend and answered in a low voice.
"Um ~~~ I'm welcome." The Dean said without decency, he threw a sack of gold coins to Xinghe, picked up the plants, and turned away quickly.
Looking at the back of the dean, Xinghe suddenly remembered something. He shouted to the dean, "Dean, I'm injured. Tomorrow's contest test ..." Xinghe's words haven't finished yet. The sign was thrown from the front.
"Take this token, tomorrow 's Beast Quiz will not be required to go directly to the academy!" The dean's voice came from the front. He seemed to be in a hurry and left without a return.
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That night, in a mountain range in another realm, a man in Tsing Yi stood respectfully beside a blood-red stone gate. It was the dean, his eyes were empty, as if only a walking dead.
"Dear Master, the last fetish that broke your seal-Qianyu Snake Grass has been found!" Said the Dean to Shimen, his voice was emotionless, and his mouth was only mechanically closed.
"Okay, okay! When I come back, these four realms will belong to me. But it will take me a while to completely break the seal. Remember to prepare a carrier for me!" There was a ghost-like voice inside Shimen.
"Observe!"
"Yes, Thousands of Snakes are almost extinct. Where did you get it?"
"In the hands of a little hair kid."
"Does he know this is a broken grass?"
"It looks like I don't know!"
"Looks? Asshole!" Shimen screamed angrily.
The Dean's face suddenly twisted and deformed, exuding blood. He mourned on the ground in pain, his hands (paws?) Constantly tearing his face, so much that he tore off a lot of flesh, "Master, spare life, spare life!"
"I'll spare you this time. Remember, at all costs, secretly killed him! This news can not let anyone know, especially the royal family!"
"Observe, master!"
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