Zhixian doll discovered that only by following the young lady would get real happiness, and this kind of happiness was something Zhima could not give it.

Zeng Yuexin was very doting on Zhixian doll. Knowing that this little guy loves fun the most, she carried it all the way to the Jinshui Bridge area.

This is the most prosperous neighborhood in Bianjing. Half of the famous 36th floors are open here, and the most famous one is Fanlou.

Fanlou is not only famous for its beautiful dishes and elegant taste, but also because it really drives a century-old store in the nearby commercial area with its status as Blue Star.

Within three miles below the building, the famous time-honored brands and craftsmen of Bianjing are gathered, with their heads huddled in a very lively manner. The most handsome young men and the most beautiful young ladies in Bianjing all like to appear here, and various shouts are heard one after another. A hawker on the roadside is a famous master who has been passed down from generation to generation.

Zhixian’s favorite thing to visit is a store called “Wei Ni Ren”. The store has been passed down from generation to generation and can be used to make all kinds of clay people. What are the celebrities of ancient and modern times, flowers, birds, insects and fish, and they can be vivid under his wonderful hands. Moreover, the things they make are never repeated. They are all limited editions and have extremely high collection value.

"Ahhhh!"

The Zhixian doll broke free from Zeng Yuexin's arms, stood in front of Wei Niren with a titty spirit, pointed his little finger at his nose, and shouted "ahah".

"Haha, baby is here again? I said why, it turned out to be a new dress."

Wei Niren looked at Zeng Yuexin with a smile: "I don't know which young master is. It's such a blessing. Last time, he was brought by a beautiful sister. I stayed with me for half a day and squeezed eighteen clay dolls with different expressions. Is it going to be the same today?"

Zhixian doll is like a pink carving and jade carving, and her outfit is very cute. Wei Niren is also happy to see the hunt. In addition, he has a lot of income for customers. It is comparable to the photo studio business that dares to sell for a few photos on Blue Star. Naturally, he is very careful to serve him.

"Only eighteen? It's the New Year soon. I'll have to pinch thirty-six this time before I'm willing to give up..."

What Zeng Yuexin lacks the most is money. She thought that last time, it was Liu Jinchan or E Nu who brought Zhixian dolls, which was clearly a disguised flattery for Brother Bao. Speaking of flattery, how could this girl lose to two ghost girls?

At that moment, a few ingots of snowflakes were thrown out: "Fifty taels are enough?"

"Enough, enough... The girl is so generous and generous.

If it weren't for the girl's beautiful figure and her eyebrows and eyes, she would probably think that you were the little boy's biological mother."

Wei Niren smiled and collected the silver and took Zeng Yuexin and Zhixian doll to the setting room in the backyard: "Young Master, please stand in front of this cedar column first, and pull it... It is the cutest smile, and there are two plow vortexes."

It's strange that such a naughty Zhixian doll is so honest now that it can't do it. No matter how Wei Niren mercy it is, it doesn't seem to be a little bitch, and it doesn't realize it has changed several future scenes.

......

Wei Niren's backyard was leaning against Fanlou. At this moment, in the private room on the third floor, two guests were drinking. When they were facing the small window, they could see the tiger-headed and crazy Zhixian doll.

The man on the left has a leopard head with a round eyes, his muscles are like iron, but he wears a Wenpu head, an embroidered shirt, showing a bit of elegance in his heroic martial arts.

It was Bao Zheng who went to Longxiangwei to capture Feng Heng that day and had a brief fight with him, Leopard Head Lin Feng.

The man on the right has slender eyebrows, narrow nose and thin lips, and a red flower on his head. He smiled before he could speak. However, he was a friend and fellow villager Lu Qian whom Lin Feng met since childhood. When he was fifteen, he was said to have been taken to practice Taoism by Yiren. Two months ago, he went to Beijing to visit friends and asked him to help introduce his way to his success. Now he is the Marquis of Lu Yu of the Palace Commander's Mansion.

This time, Lu Qian held a banquet to thank Lin Feng for his recommendation. Lin Feng had few friends in Beijing, and he was very dedicated to being able to gather with his childhood friends.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Lu Qian was about to get to the point, but in a blink of an eye he saw the Zhixian doll in Wei Ni Renyuan. His eyes suddenly lit up: "I didn't expect that there would be Zhixian in this prosperous place in Bianjing?

Brother Lin, aren’t you just dazzled after drinking?”

"Haha, you are not dazzled. That is the Zhixian, known as the spiritual creature in the world."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I heard the rumors today that the newly-president of Kaifeng Prefecture, Mr. Bao, had a Zhixian in his family. This is the family that accumulates good deeds and virtues, and if it were not for the new crown prince like Mr. Bao, the Yangshen Zhenren, ordinary people could not keep it even if they could. Don't be envious of you or me."

"Brother Lin is too humble, and Lord Bao is only a higher official position. Speaking of cultivation, the true man of Yangshen is only a third-grade, so how can he compare with Brother Lin's second-grade martial arts master?"

Lu Qian smiled and said, "I heard that if I eat the flesh and blood of this zhixian, whether it is Tao, Buddha, martial arts, or mo, the cultivation level can be improved instantly, and it can extend its life for a hundred years. Will Brother Lin really not be moved?"

Lin Feng frowned and said, "Even if you are moved, it is someone else's business. Why did Brother Lu say this?"

"Haha, I'm just trying it out, it's obvious that Brother Lin is indeed a gentleman. It's just a pity that such a spiritual root immortal product can be used in the hands of that bag of masters. It can only be used for one or two. If it can enter my Qingcheng Gate, it will complement each other, and even Zhixian itself will have benefits..."

Lu Qian sighed, "I am mediocre in my qualifications. Although I had a connection with Taoism back then, I only barely became an outer disciple in the Qingcheng Sect. I still have a fourth grade in cultivation. If I can obtain such spiritual roots and give them to the sect, I will at least be an inner disciple, and it may not be necessary to become a personal disciple of several elders.

Speaking of which, I really envy this Lord Bao.”

Lin Feng snorted slightly, put the wine glass down heavily, and frowned and said, "Brother Lu, don't covet other people's things anymore!"

"Brother Lin, calm down..."

Lu Qian waved his hand and smiled, "The leopard head is the leopard head. Your temper is like a leopard. As expected, the anger for Miss Lin's experience that day has not subsided."

Lin Feng said angrily: "What should I do with that matter?"

"Brother Lin, don't blame me. I just complain about you. I want to be the second-grade master of Lin, who can get the best of the world. How can I bear the lust of Gao Yanei? It's just that the Lin family has been loyal and kind for generations, so I have to be the instructor of the 800,000 imperial guards. Moreover, the Lin family's shooting and killing is inseparable from the blood evil spirits in the army, so I can't do it.

I think that since Brother Lin is reluctant to leave this deputy, he should not have a quarrel with his superiors. Although Gao Yanei is not a good person, Grand Marshal Gao is a top military strategist and a truly capable and a big shot. Brother Lin should find an opportunity to ease his relationship with Grand Marshal Gao..."

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, only to find what Lu Qian said was reasonable, hesitated and said, "What should I do with what Brother Lu sees?"

"Well... I need to make a long-term plan..."

Before Lu Qian finished speaking, he heard a loud shout coming from downstairs of Fan Tower.

"Selling swords, selling swords, family-born treasure swords! This Sansha sword was once tempered by the master of weapon refining, and it became a medium-grade magic weapon!

Those who are not destined to be, those who know the goods will not sell them!

It’s a bargain price of 3,000 guan, and it’s sold at a low price! I’m ashamed of my ancestors!”

"What, a medium-grade magic weapon-level treasure sword only has three thousand saps?

If it is true, this knife seller is like a loser, and this opportunity must not be missed!"

Martial arts like Lin Feng have always been the most lacking in magic weapons, but they are not as good as disciples of the Taoist Sword Cultivation Sect who have been passed down for thousands of years. When they heard about the magic sword, they were immediately excited.
Chapter completed!