Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 297 Five-Colored Divine Stone!Ziming, son of luck!
"Just bragging! Look at your outfit, you must be that rich and evil gentry!"

Ziming curled his lips in disdain, this guy with a big belly and a round waist doesn't look like that rich man with a good family.

Don't blame him, after all, with his little knowledge, even if a saint came in front of him, his eyeballs couldn't see it.

The shopkeeper lying on the bench smiled and didn't explain. This kid doesn't have much experience at first glance, and people are judged by appearance.

lol!

The Vajra and Buddha stopped their hands, only to see the rough stone fell to the ground after being cut open!

A five-color jade the size of a fist fell out of the center of the stone!

Seeing this scene, everyone present widened their eyes and gasped!
"Hey! You little guy is so lucky! You actually produced such top-quality five-color jade! Tsk tsk! Admire, admiration!"

The shopkeeper couldn't help giving Ziming a thumbs up, his words full of admiration.

Compared to the shopkeeper's astonishment, the outsiders who watched the excitement around had greedy eyes!Shock!
This damn is actually recorded in that ancient book, the five-colored divine stone from the prehistoric and ancient times!

It also has another name!It is the Nuwa God Stone!

It is said that in the prehistoric years, the stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky was the five-color god stone!

It is no exaggeration to say that even if you only hurt your spirit body, it can restore your physical body!

The most frightening thing is that the repaired body of this thing is not only spotless and spotless!There is even a chance to achieve the prehistoric Eucharist!

Sanctification of the flesh!

Not only the eyes of the foreigners in front of the booth were fiery, but the Buddhist disciples sitting on the stools couldn't help breaking the precept of greed!
"Hahaha! It's really a baby!"

While speaking, Ziming hurried forward and held the five-colored god stone that rolled to the ground and held it in the palm of his hand.

On the roof of the tiled roof in the alley, the man in the bamboo hat was amazed.

Others stay here for a year!Even hundreds of years!To meet a great opportunity for a while, it is considered the blessing of the patriarch!

This kid is fine!Two chances a day!Everything makes others jealous!
"Could this kid be the legendary son of luck? What a fucking evil!"

The man in the bamboo hat murmured, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

pat!

Taking out a bag of gold again and throwing it on the table, Ziming said cheerfully in a good mood.

"Young master keeps his word, this is that sack of gold! Let's meet again by fate! Hehe!"

After finishing speaking, Ziming put the multicolored god stone into the space ring.

Just like being a thief, he looked back at the group of foreigners from time to time.

The world is like this, so he can't help being careless, who knows if these guys will be motivated by money!Snatch the god stone in his hand.

His gaze followed Ziming away, and the expressions of the monks present were different.

Among them, there are not a few people who want to make money, but it is a pity that there are supreme restrictions here.

Unless Ziming leaves this place, how alluring the treasures are, he can only sigh in awe.

Seeing that the group of monks did not follow, Ziming felt puzzled.

The more you think about this momentum, the more something is wrong. If such a top treasure is placed outside.

I'm afraid that the southern prehistoric region will be shocked!But the group of monks let him go.

The more he thinks about it, the more Ziming feels that there must be some unknown secret in it.

"It seems that the young master may not be able to leave Lianshan Town before he finds out the reason."

Thinking of this, Ziming simply continued to stroll, and the man in the bamboo hat who followed secretly seemed to make up his mind to follow behind this kid.

Along the way, whenever Zi Ming saw a small stall, he stepped forward to look it up.

vegetable stall!Butcher!Sell ​​straw sandals!Antique stand!

Even the food stall, he never let it go!

"Master! This kid has never been out of the village, or what? He can shop at all stalls! Is it possible that he still wants to pick up the loopholes?"

Approaching a bowl stall, Ziming knelt down and picked up the bowls on the stall, rummaging through them.

This kid seems to have made up his mind to find the treasure in this pile of bowls.

"My lord, you have spent a long time at this stall. Are you buying bowls or panning for gold?"

The stall owner's face is a bit embarrassed, if you don't buy something, don't look through it!
The porcelain bowls on the stall were quickly searched, but no steel coin was brought out.

Ding~!

A golden ingot appeared on Ziming's slender right finger.

"Come this way, which stall owner is not respectful when he sees the young master? The young master is a boy who spreads money! Who do you underestimate?"

Holding the gold in one hand, Ziming rummaged through the pile of bowls with the other, giving him all the neatly arranged porcelain bowls on the stall.

Stretching out his hand to grab the gold, the stall owner licked his face and laughed.

"That's right! Even if the young master smashed this stall, the little one would applaud! I just don't know the gold, young master, you..."

At the end of the conversation, the stall owner purposely elongated his voice and looked at Ziming expectantly.

"That's all? Stall owner, do you have that kind of particularly beautiful or strange porcelain bowl?"

"Strange? Looks good?" The stall owner was stunned for a moment, scratched his cheek for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed.

"Hey! Don't tell me, son! The reason why I can do this job is because of my...!"

"Don't talk to me about your legendary fart, just say yes or no?"

Before the stall owner finished speaking, Ziming interrupted, who doesn't have any legends about shopping these days?
He can make it up by himself!Guaranteed to be truer than the book!
"Hey! Young master has good eyesight! This is a strange bowl that my master accidentally found in Longxi River in his hometown..."

There is nothing special about this bowl, if I insist on something special, it is,
If this bowl is taken outside the town, a complex and difficult secret script will be revealed at the bottom of the bowl.

But when you get it in the town, it's just a jade bowl of average quality.

In the first few years, I took it to the Wanbao store, and the shopkeeper said that this thing is worth a tael of gold at most.

Standing up, the stall owner opened the small wooden box that had been used as a stool while explaining.

click!

Open the iron lock on the front of the mahogany box, open the top of the box, and a green jade bowl comes into view.

Carefully picked up the jade bowl, and handed it to Ziming as if the stall owner was offering a treasure.

"This is the strange bowl, if you sincerely think...!"

Bang!

The gold ingot the size of a child's fist was thrown into the porcelain bowl on the stall, Ziming suppressed the excitement in his heart, and put away the emerald green jade bowl.

"My dear, I like it. The ten taels of gold belong to you."

Excitedly bent down to pick up the gold ingot in the bowl, the stall owner bit the gold ingot in his mouth.

Opening his mouth and seeing the clear teeth marks, the stall owner kept bowing to Ziming as if he was seeing the God of Wealth.

"Ouch! God of Wealth, as long as you like it, thank you God of Wealth for the reward! Hahaha!"

Waving his hands and smiling, Ziming put the jade bowl in his hand into the interspatial ring again.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in the bamboo hat who was sitting at the tea stall drinking tea suddenly spouted a mouthful of tea.

"Damn it! Did the **** find the treasure again? Is this guy looking for treasure, or buying? Don't wait! I have to meet this kid."

After finishing speaking, the man in the bamboo hat left a copper coin, got up and followed.

"Stand owner, how much is this radish for you? Young master, I...!" In front of the vegetable stall, Ziming just wanted to sell a grown-up arm thick under the Chinese cabbage.

It is densely covered with aster, which resembles white radish and ten thousand year old ginseng.

But the middle-aged man in the bamboo hat who followed him intercepted him first!
(End of this chapter)