Chapter 163: Living Lei Feng

Wang Ping'an glanced indifferently at the old man in the corner, who looked like the old grandfather next door, full of peace and kindness, but he ignored him and turned away.

He understands that someone who shows kindness to others without any reason is either a traitor or a thief!

Although he didn't know why the old man in front of him called him, he knew without a doubt that it was not a good thing.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that this old man looks like his grandfather and is amiable. Who knows if he is acting? The various aspects of human life are the best way to hone acting skills.

Who knows if this old man - no, this old man - is full of evil in his heart.

Wang Ping'an turned around and prepared to leave, but before he had taken a few steps, the old man limped over and stood in front of Wang Ping'an. Seeing that Wang Ping'an ignored him, there was no anger on his face, but he remained amiable.

It can be seen that acting is integrated into his bones!

If he was born on the blue planet, he would definitely win major actor awards at home and abroad.

Wang Ping'an frowned slightly and said nothing - no, he was just a paper man at the moment, and even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't.

I stood up and prepared to leave, but before I took a few steps, the old man blocked my way again.

"My fellow Taoist, I know you may be wondering why I am standing in front of you. It's because I have a treasure I want to sell to you!"

As he spoke, the old man took out an ancient jade slip from his pocket, handed it over, and said:

"It is a cultivation method. I sell it cheaply for one hundred low-grade spirit stones. But don't worry, I will let you try the product in advance. If you are not satisfied, I will not charge you a single low-grade spirit stone."

Wang Ping'an looked at the old man strangely. It was the first time he saw business done in this way.

I have never heard of business between Taoists. They can try out the goods, especially the magic and cultivation methods.

Once he reads the spells and cultivation methods in the jade slip, no matter whether it is worth a hundred low-grade spirit stones or not, he will say it is not worth it.

Is it possible not to buy it?
Could it be...

Is it possible that there is some means in this jade slip that he is not aware of? Is it a trap?
But the problem is that he is currently controlling a paper figure. Even if there is a trap in the jade slip, the most it can do is destroy his paper figure and lose a storage bag.

Wait...the storage bag. Besides being valuable, the storage bag also contains 789 low-grade spirit stones.

Could it be that this old immortal was tempting him with the magic in the jade slip, in fact, he was planning to take his storage bag and the low-grade spirit stones in his storage bag?
Wang Ping'an sighed secretly, feeling a little regretful. This was the Jiu Tou Shan Market, the territory of monsters. He would have to come here to buy what he wanted in the future, and he couldn't have any conflicts here.

Otherwise, if the old immortal in front of him had ill intentions towards him, it would be a good thing. At most, he would just lose a paper figure.

But you can gain a lot of merit!

Wang Ping'an felt regretful and was not going to pay any attention to the old immortal in front of him. When he turned around and prepared to leave, the old immortal seemed to know what he was doing. He stood in front of him again and directly stuffed the jade slip in his hand into Wang Ping'an's.

"I know that my sudden appearance might make you suspicious and worried that I have ill intentions and that there might be some trap in the jade slip. Not to mention you, I would also be worried if such a thing happened.

But please listen to me, I will not harm you!"

The old man said righteously: "Daoyou, I will hand this jade slip to you first. You can check it at any time to see if I have tampered with it.

If you think the cultivation method in this jade slip is worth one hundred low-grade spirit stones, you can give me another one hundred low-grade spirit stones!

If you think it's not worth it, even if I give you this cultivation method!"

Wang Ping'an looked at the old man deeply, and seeing that he was not at all panicked, he stepped back a few steps and no longer stood in front of him.

It seemed that he was allowed to leave! 'Could it be that this gentleman is a living Lei Feng?'

Thousands of distracting thoughts emerged in Wang Ping'an's mind. When the immortal - no, the old man passed by, he would glance at him from time to time, and saw that he showed no sign of stopping him. Instead, he watched him leave with a smile on his face.

When Wang Ping'an's back gradually disappeared from his sight, the amiable expression on the old man's - no, the Blood God Taoist's face was instantly replaced by coldness, and his aura changed, as if he had become a different person.

"A Taoist who can control paper figures is most likely an evil demon. I hope this method of cultivation will quickly enhance your ability so that you can do more bad things. Please don't let me down!"

The Blood God Taoist said with a smile.

Wang Ping'an walked for a long distance, always paying attention to the situation behind him, but he didn't notice anyone following him.

I don’t know whether the old man is really not worried that he will never admit it, or whether the old man’s hiding method is top-notch.

Even he didn't notice!
After thinking for a long time, Wang Pingan still couldn't figure out what was going on. He was too lazy to think about it. He looked at a shop and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Sansen Ling Orchard!
As soon as Wang Ping'an walked in, a rabbit demon came towards him. When he saw Wang Ping'an, although he was a little surprised, he still greeted him enthusiastically: "My fellow Taoist, what kind of spiritual fruit do you want to buy?"

The voice was pleasant, like that of a mature lady. If I hadn't seen the rabbit demon's appearance, I might have fallen into sweet fantasies.

Wang Ping'an's mind moved, he took out a piece of paper from his storage bag and held it up.

There was only a message on the paper saying "Are there any spiritual fruit trees for sale? What's the price?"
The rabbit demon looked at Wang Ping'an strangely. He didn't expect that this paper figurine was so well prepared. He said enthusiastically:

"Fellow Daoist, we have spiritual fruit saplings for sale. The price is ten low-grade spiritual stones per sapling. How many would you like to buy?"

In addition to selling spiritual fruits, Sansen Spiritual Fruit Garden also sells spiritual fruit saplings. The spiritual fruits are sold to Taoists or wealthy and powerful monsters, while the spiritual fruit saplings are sold specifically to monsters.

Some monsters are not good at fighting, or do not like fighting, and make a living by farming.

and.

Their Sansen Spiritual Orchard has a deep relationship with this kind of monsters, and most of the fruits of the spiritual fruit trees they plant are sold to them.

"Ten low-grade spirit stones for one plant!"

Wang Ping'an thought about it and decided that with the current size of the World Pearl, he could plant a lot of spiritual fruit trees.

Wang Ping'an's mind moved again, a piece of paper, a brush, and a bottle of ink appeared in his hand, and he wrote in front of the rabbit demon:

Buy all kinds of spiritual fruit trees, sixty-seven in total.

He originally wanted to use all but nine of his low-grade spirit stones to buy spirit wood, and use the rest to buy spirit fruit trees.

just.

He thought of the jade slip that the old man had given him not long ago, and he decided to leave behind a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

"Sixty-seven spiritual fruit trees?"

The rabbit demon's eyes suddenly lit up. This was a big deal. He couldn't wait to ask, "Daoyou, do you want me to help you match it, or do you want to match it yourself?"

As he spoke, the rabbit demon took out a yellowed book from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Here are the types of spiritual fruit saplings we have in our store. You can take a look. I guarantee you won't be disappointed!"

(End of this chapter)