I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 45, Robbery

This meteor shower has stopped, but the sporadic meteors have not stopped. There will always be a few meteors breaking through the encirclement of the sky fire and hitting the ground.

While Yang Zhao searched for the meteorite in fear, he paid attention to the movement above his head, for fear that he would be hit by the meteorite if he was not careful.

As for those people with high mana, they usually fly in the sky, move quickly like a comb, and comb the earth once.

But as long as they want the big meteorites, they don't care about the small ones at all.

This also gave people like Yang Zhao a chance.

At this moment, Yang Zhao met the boy who was riding a leopard from yesterday again. Today he changed into a moon-white clothes and rode a leopard towards the small hill.

Yang Zhao weighed the meteorite in his back and decided to retreat first. Everyone's nerves are tense today. What if he feels that his act of picking up the meteorite here is a kind of provocation?
After all, some people would trample to death the sight of a harmless roadside bug.

She was no better than a bug now.

"The fellow Taoist in front, please stay."

Yang Zhao was retreating when he heard the call of the young man riding a leopard behind him.

She originally wanted to pretend she didn't hear it, but after careful consideration in her heart, she stopped.

When the leopard ran to her, she asked in confusion, "Is this fellow Taoist calling me?"

The boy got off the leopard and replied: "Exactly, fellow daoist, I want to buy some colorful meteorites with you. I wonder if you can take out the meteorites in your back and let me choose one. Buy it with you at a price [-]% higher than the market price."

I understand, this young man must be looking for something, if he doesn't find it, he can only search through the bags one by one.

Yang Zhao didn't talk nonsense, put down the back strap, tilted the pocket, and piled all the meteorites inside on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, the meteorites are all here, you can take whatever you like, and you can talk about money or anything."

The young man didn't expect her to agree so happily, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then I will not be polite to trouble you, Fellow Daoist."

After speaking, he squatted on the ground and began to search the small pile of meteorites.

Taking advantage of the moment when he lowered his head, Yang Zhao went from his backpack to the outside and turned off his phone.

The phone has been attached to the back of the cloth with holes in the backpack to facilitate her shooting, and it is also convenient to turn it off naturally.

There were only a dozen meteorites in this small pile, and he could finish it in a short while, but he obviously didn't find the one he liked, so he raised his head and looked at the cloth bag on Yang Zhao's body.

Yang Zhao was not stingy either, and poured out the contents of the bag.

There is a pack of dry food, two pairs of shoes, a change of clothes, a map of the whole island, a mobile phone and a power bank.

The boy glanced at it and wanted to reach for the phone.

Seeing his actions like this, Yang Zhao quickly unscrewed the lids of the two bamboo tubes he was carrying, and poured out all the water inside in one go.

The boy's attention was shifted for a moment.

Yang Zhao asked politely: "Fellow Daoist, do you have any meteorites that you fancy?"

The boy still picked up the phone and observed it carefully.

"Why do you look nervous?"

Yang Zhaoqian laughed twice: "You may not be able to see it, Fellow Daoist, but I am really a woman. This is all I can check for you."

After speaking, he deliberately tightened the clothes on his body.

The boy carefully felt the thing in his hand, and put it back without any spiritual response.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I really want to buy a few meteorites, and I have no other ideas." His tone was quite disgusting.

Also, although Yang Zhao's face looks pretty good, she is wearing a man's rough clothes.Although she wore a bun on her head, the short short hair around her was already wet with sweat and became strands.Both hands are black and gray, even if she has eight points of beauty, she only has three points left.

The boy turned his attention to the meteorite again, and picked three colored ones at random.

"Sell these three to me!"

He took out three gold leaves from his sleeve and handed them over.

Yang Zhao reached out to take it, and asked a little embarrassedly: "It's my first time to search for meteorites, can you tell me what are the three meteorites you just took?"

Boy: "Three glass meteorites, the market price is [-] taels of silver a piece."

He turned around and rode on the leopard and ran away.

Yang Zhao put the gold leaf into his arms, squatted down and began to tidy up.Pick up meteorites first, then pack clothes and others.

Looking up and seeing that the boy had run away, the hanging heart finally let go.

Now that he was gone, Yang Zhao was not in a hurry to go back. She continued to go back to the small spring, filled the bamboo tube with water, found a big stone beside it and sat on it, and drank water while eating dry food.

After eating and drinking enough, we continued to search for meteorites.

She has practiced for more than two months, and her strength has grown a lot. Before, if she was asked to carry a bag of stones to walk such a long distance, she would never be able to walk.

Another three or four meteorites were found, and the backpack bag obviously couldn't take it anymore, so Yang Zhao had no choice but to go back home.

There were not many people going back along the way. It is estimated that many people chose to spend the night in the wild. Yang Zhao returned to the hotel and first went to deposit the meteorite at the official exchange point.

The official storekeeper checked the meteorites and said, "There are 16 meteorites in total. These five are ordinary stones. You can take them back. If you have any doubts, you can find someone to identify them."

Yang Zhao picked up the few stones and thought to himself: It's okay, I picked up a total of 21 stones, and only five of them were fake.

"The storage fee for these 16 meteorites is three taels of silver. You can store them until the last day, and you can pick them up and put them away as you like. We don't interfere."

Yang Zhao sucked his teeth, gritted his teeth and paid the money. The treasurer put his meteorite in a cabinet behind him and gave Yang Zhao the key to the cabinet.

"You send a piece of spiritual power into the key, and this key can only be used by you. You can leave a person's name and his address. If no one picks it up on the last day, we will send these meteorites to him."

This is expensive and has its advantages. This deposit service greatly reduces the risk of people snatching keys from each other, and there should be fewer people who die.

Yang Zhao left Shen Ruoyu's name and address.

Practice, take a shower, eat.

During the meal, she also heard many people complaining that someone wanted to forcefully buy the meteorite in their hands. Although the price was not low, she felt uncomfortable after all.Even most people were unlucky. The meteorites were picked and picked, but they left without buying one.

Sure enough, happiness is to be compared.

Yang Zhaomao, who was tired all day, entered the house, began to quickly edit the video, and sent it to the Internet.

A shallow glance at yesterday's comments, all of them were words like "Moshang is like a jade, the son is unparalleled in the world".

It's a pity that this young man brought her too much fear today, Yang Zhao was too lazy to read those flattering words, silently turned off his phone and went to sleep.

(End of this chapter)