Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 139 Chapter 140 - Night Market

You must know that in the world of comprehension, things like chance are fleeting, and what she casually gives up may become someone else's ladder.Of course, it is not ruled out that it may also be the key to the abyss.

She is still unable to determine whether this pair of mirrors has hidden secrets, but according to the routine of the comprehension novel, it seems that buying it is the best choice.

But Ningxia was worried.First, that piece of animal skin is expensive to make, which is beyond the reach of ordinary monks.She knew in her heart that she had too many spirit stones in the secret room to spend, but on the surface, she was a poor bastard.Reluctantly to buy something, maybe it will arouse suspicion.

Second, although this bronze mirror gave people an extraordinary feeling, she faintly realized that this thing was not a good thing, and it definitely looked like an evil object.

If such a thing was brought back by a rookie in the right way, it would be impossible to say how much trouble it would cause.

Besides, it is unknown whether this bronze mirror is an opportunity.

Ningxia rubbed the handle of the mirror, ruthless, put the mirror into the mahogany box gently, and closed the lid.Then he looked at the girl who was looking at her cautiously and said, "If you like it, you can buy it. You are shy in your pocket and have no reason for this, so how can you give up love?"

When the other party was about to say something, Zhenjun Yuanheng and Zhenjun, who were already watching at the stall next door, called Ningxia over.Ning Xia breathed a sigh of relief, she finally didn't have to stay here for an awkward chat, and she was afraid that if she stayed for another minute, she would be tempted to buy things back.

"The elders are looking for me, so let's retire first. Fellow Daoist watch slowly." After that, she left the stall without looking back, as if someone was chasing her.

"What, such a cold fellow Daoist." The little girl muttered, and focused her attention on the things that were taken out again.

"Hey?" The girl exclaimed in surprise, only to see a small spike appeared at the handle she was holding just now, her finger pulp was pierced, and blood beads oozing out.

There were word marks on the top of the thorns. There was no strong light and no signs. This line of words seemed to be engraved there from the beginning, and it was integrated with the simple frame.

A thousand faces... a prism?The girl brushed over the bronze mirror with an inexplicable look, and put the mirror back into the mahogany box.

"Boss, how do you sell this mirror?"

The stall owner, who was still busy dealing with another customer, glanced at the mahogany box and wondered if the little sister just didn't buy it because the animal skin was too expensive, so he casually said the price.Anyway, this scrap bronze mirror is really the garbage picked up in the belly of the monster, and it is not worth much.

The girl bought the bronze mirror with satisfaction and found the treasure.And the stall owner was very happy, and dealt with the same waste again.

"Didn't I see something you liked just now? Why didn't you buy it? If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can come and get it here." Dingjing Zhenren frowned, and the little guy followed silently along the way. It's not noisy, it's very quiet, and there's no child's waywardness at all.

Mingjing can understand a little bit about Zhenjun Yuanheng's view of this little disciple, and even he himself has such a mentality.Most of the practitioners are devoted to the Tao, and generally speaking, there are not many families. Zhenjun Yuanheng has lived for many years, and he has never had a wife and children.

As I get older and my practice days are lonely, I am naturally happy to see smart and talented children.Even Dingjing Zhenren himself likes the child named Chen Siye.It can be seen that it was really her luck that Ningxia got the blue eyes of Zhenjun Yuanheng.

Because Dingjing Zhenren is in charge of the training of the newcomers, Dingjing Zhenren is much more familiar with Ningxia than Yuanheng Zhenjun.

Looking at it coldly, this little guy has always been calm and rarely speaks on weekdays. He can get along well with the younger brothers and sisters who are older than her, and he doesn't really look like a child.

This feeling is even more obvious when she is in close contact with people. She knows current affairs and listens to people's words. She is not greedy for things, and she has not bought any novelty items along the way.

He originally expected that the kid would at least buy some interesting gadgets, but he didn't know that the little guy would just pick it up and look at it, but he restrained himself and didn't buy a single one.

Just now, when she saw her holding a mirror and scrutinizing it, she thought it was a good idea to find her heart, and she was even afraid that they would be embarrassed to stay here, so she took the opportunity to move to the next stall to look at the objects.

Why did this little disciple run back without catching anything?

It's really too sensible, it's no fun for them to be elders!
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"...Please forgive me for refusing. This thing is also my favorite thing, and I have no plans to transfer it. I also ask fellow Daoists to find another thing." The girl kept scolding in her heart. After visiting a stall before going back, I was actually entangled by such a troublesome person.

"It seems that the girl is unwilling to cooperate. Junping, please take this girl to the inn." The man ordered, with a peaceful expression on his face.

A tall and thin base-building cultivator walked up to the girl and sneered softly, "You don't eat or drink for a toast."

"Huh?!" The tall and thin cultivator was inadvertently pushed back a few steps, a little dazed, but the little girl had already taken the opportunity to slip away.

And the man who gave the order was stunned for a moment, and soon he reacted angrily: "If you don't hurry up, you can't even watch a child!"

The other monks who were obviously followers looked at the crowd in embarrassment, not knowing how to chase the little man over so many monks.In the end, under the repeated roar of the man, he had to stumble and chase in the direction of the girl.

　The treasures in the world of comprehension are chosen by their masters, just as the formation has chosen Ningxia, this bronze mirror also chose this girl.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)