Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 298 Fame and Profit

Old Mr. Jiang walked over slowly with his hands in his sleeves.

Like coaxing a child, he smiled and took out a piece of malt candy and handed it to Xiao Tingchen, "This game is easy to win, right?"

Xiao Tingchen threw the candy into his mouth, and said vaguely: "You have been with the old man for six years. If you still can't win, then my talent is too bad. Did the old man think about when to do it? As you wish, I will Will cooperate all the way.”

The old man was still smiling, "No hurry, no hurry."

The wind in early autumn brings coolness.

After Xiao Tingchen finished eating the candy, he suddenly looked serious, "Old man, the discussion about Taoism with incense 20 years ago has become a legend in the history of Taoism. The legend is like you, why did you retire after that? Since you once ruled the Tianxiang list The status of a person requires power to gain power and wealth to have wealth, why do you want to retire?"

Everyone knows that there is an incense shop in the old courtyard, named Banfenghe.

There is an old man in Banfenghe, who usually eats tea and sleeps, or teases children with malt candy to play with him.

It can be said that the business of the Xiangdao Hall is bleak, as if it will close down at any time.

But no one knows that this waste-like old gentleman is the legendary figure who defeated the ten incense masters in Dongying by himself 20 years ago.

The old gentleman with a commoner wooden hairpin has an ordinary appearance.

He took out a purple sand pot, took two sips from the spout, shook his head and sighed, "Don't say it, don't say it!"

Smelling the aroma of wine, Xiao Tingchen smiled helplessly.

The old man probably poured wine into a purple sand pot to pretend to be tea.

love to drink like this,
How much worry do you have in your belly?

The venue stands.

Su Jiu rubbed his hands nervously.

Xu Zizhu had already entered the field, and the Dongying man he was fighting against was a boy of seven or eight years old.

Xu Zizhu's face was not very good-looking, "Why, there is no one in Dongying, and a child is called to play? Are you looking down on me, Xu Zizhu, or looking down on me Daqi?!"

A little boy of seven or eight years old, white and tender, with a neat bun.

He raised his chin proudly, and said crisply: "You woman, don't look down on me! This is a discussion about Taoism, I want to compare my knowledge with you!"

"experience?"

The little boy spread out his palms, "This is the Hexiang made by Dongying Pillow Incense Museum. I swear, this incense pill is the only one in the world, I have never smelled it, and I don't know the formula. This competition is fair!"

Xu Zizhu sneered, "Okay, I'll compare with you!"

The incense is put into the smoker.

But after a while, the incense mist curled up.

On the sidelines, Sifengyuan appeared beside Su Jiu.

She held her saber proudly, "You all will lose this match! Although Harutarou is young, his talent is the best among all of us, except Master Hanayamain!"

Su Jiu ignored her.

Hatred flashed across Sifengyuan's eyes, and she suddenly grabbed her hair, "I've been on the stage for a long time! It's because of you that I became an alternate!"

She has a fiery temper, and she does it as soon as she says she wants to. She doesn't look like a girl, which makes Su Jiu extremely disgusted.

She broke away from her hand, "It's you who made trouble first and became a substitute, what does it have to do with me?!"

"I scolded you, how dare you talk back?!" Si Fengyuan was annoyed, and was about to draw his sword to strike, when he looked into the field, he suddenly smiled, "I heard that this woman named Xu Zizhu had a feud with you ? She is a person who is trying to get fame, but she squeezed out your place in the competition, Su Jiu, are you angry? Kong has all the skills, but she is sitting on the bench like me, how pitiful!"

Su Jiu hated her even more because she talked insanely and crazily.

The little girl changed positions calmly.

The fragrant fog in the arena is gradually thickening.

Xu Zizhu sat upright, writing down the formulas of fragrant medicines on the rice paper in front of her.

She heard people around her talking about her.

"Is she the Purple Pearl Fairy?"

"What Zizhu Fairy, her ability is not worthy of her fame at all! She used the Hexiang made by her sister as her own, so she climbed up the list of heavenly fragrances!"

"It's a pity that I still admired her so much before, bah, she is a shameless person who is trying to gain fame!"

"I've never seen such a shameless woman!"

"I think we're going to lose this game! Is Hua Lao confused? He actually let such an idiot play!"

Her skill is not worthy of her fame,
fishing for fame,

shameless,
shameless,
Idiot bitch...

A sentence pierced Xu Zizhu's ears, as if piercing his heart.

The girl's hand holding the brush couldn't help shaking.

The strokes on the rice paper are crooked, and there is no way to write any more.

Because of distraction, even the fragrant medicine that could be distinguished, could no longer be distinguished.

The girl closed her eyes.

She just wants fame and fortune. What's wrong with her? !
(End of this chapter)