"What? How dare you sell a dried iron branch for fifteen fac?"

"Don't think that smearing beast blood on the root of the Blood Orchid Grass can fool my brother's eyes. I'm not doing this if I pretend to be a vintage herb."

"At a glance, you can tell that this loess stone was picked up by a stream ten miles south of the city. The moss on it has not been washed clean, and you will make a lot of money for ten facies."

Looking at the surprised and even scary expressions of the stall owners around him, the corner of the boy's mouth slightly raised, "Don't be surprised, I've been here before."

A strange scene appeared in the noisy and chaotic market. A young man in blue clothes talked freely. The stall owners around him were all looking like earthy and sweating like rain. He was found out and his business could be done. At most, he only made a little less money. What made these stall owners speechless was that this young man, who seemed to be a "savvy" at first glance, maintained a simple smile from beginning to end, which was particularly inconsistent with his sarcastic tone. Finally, everyone curled his lips: Do you dare to pretend again?

This young man is naturally Mo Yan.

After leaving Chanel Avenue, he walked south for nearly an hour before he arrived at this very noisy and messy place.

This is the largest low-end materials trading center in the city. Several large stone shops have acquisition points here. Based on the principle of saving as much as possible, he naturally does not want to spend more money.

Before he entered the college to work, he was also a regular visitor here. As for what he did, he could roughly see what he did from the above conversation.

After a few rounds, I sighed at the passing of time. I didn’t see any of the old people I met at the beginning. Mo Yan smacked his lips, and a strange look appeared on his face.

After purchasing the materials he needed, he was about to return to the academy. When he turned around, his body suddenly stiffened after a glance.

"To be calm, be calm. Don't be too embarrassed if you are eighty-year-old, you will be embarrassed." He forced himself to suppress the excitement on the Lord's face, pretended to walk to a stall casually, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile.

Perhaps Mo Yan was trying too hard just now, and the middle-aged man did not show the joy of the customer coming to the door, but instead looked alert and stared at him tightly.

"This, that, and this, plus that, yes, how much does it cost to pack it?"

The people here are all "human spirits". If Mo Yan showed great interest in an inconspicuous thing, even if the person could not recognize the origin of the thing, he would probably have a rare item.

The middle-aged man looked at the smart boy suspiciously and couldn't help but wonder, was there any treasures on his stall? He knew about his own affairs, and the things on his stall were basically picked up from the outside of the forest. He couldn't help but look embarrassed, "Little brother, you also know that life is not easy to mess around now. Brother, I went to the forest with my head with my pants."

Looking at the middle-aged stall owner's long-term attitude, Mo Yan turned his head and left without saying a word. The turn of action was worthy of the word "handsome".

The middle-aged man couldn't help but panic when he saw this. He wanted to sniff the other person's appetite and observed the other person's expression. He didn't expect the other person to be so straightforward. He was so old that he didn't look like a child of this age. He could only sigh helplessly, knowing that even if there were treasures in it, it would be better than him. "Little brother, don't leave, we are not doing business. Nowadays, young people have a quota of fifty facies, how about it?"

When he came to an end, he couldn't help but speak loudly and quoted such a high price with four pieces of rags he picked up from the forest. He could feel the admiration of his peers around him, and his old face was slightly red.

"Okay, this is fifty fac, you've kept it."

But Mo Yan turned against the previous normal and immediately took out money to leave, causing the surrounding stall owners to shatter the glasses. Only the middle-aged man understood vaguely that maybe he had really taken a look.

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"I'm rich, I'm rich. Let's buy two fried dough sticks and eat one and throw one away."

When he returned to the dormitory, Mo Yan's face still showed an unconscious smirk from time to time. No wonder he was so out of control. If he had not admitted his mistake, the stone as big as a finger would have a little red center, which was no different from an ordinary blood stone, but the obscure energy fluctuations could not be hidden from the eyes of those who were interested.

"It's indeed it." After washing it with clean water, the stone revealed its original appearance, clear and smooth, exquisite and transparent, and there was no impurity in the transparent stone body. "It's it, spiritual gravel, a very rare and strange crystal stone."

He murmured to himself that this strange crystal could replenish energy for the made stones, and its value was even above the third-level stone. Just such a small stone could be sold for at least tens of thousands of facies.

Years of wandering life made him not blinded by the wealth in front of him. He knew what he should do now.

After calming down a little, he skillfully opened the pen cover and took out a pen tip like a blade. After sucking enough red ink, he fell on the pen tip with a serious expression, and the thin red lines extended smoothly under the pen.

The red lines on the palette continued to increase, and gradually, a complex pattern became more perfect as the nib of his pen slides.

Mo Yan stared at the stone with his eyes focused on it, breathing gently, as if he was afraid of something being alarmed.

If you look closely, you will find that his right arm has never moved from beginning to end. Only his wrists and finger joints are moving, and his flexibility is even more venomous, which makes people amazing.

The tip of the pen turned gently, and a standard arc appeared on the stone. Then the tip of the pen slides down, suddenly paused, bringing a side hook.

The pattern on the stylus emits a faint white light, which is almost impossible to detect if you don't pay attention to it carefully.

"Here you come."

An unusual feeling of fatigue continued to impact his consciousness. Mo Yan gritted his teeth and persevered, and sweat gradually slid down his forehead.

The pen peak is gentle and smooth, his movements are like flowing water, the slender pen tip dances gracefully, and the lines scattered with slight light extend and change as the pen tip extends on the surface of the palette.

Most of the entire pattern stone has been drawn, and only a few strokes are missing, but he can't continue to portray it anyway.

The tip of the pen paused, and his hands began to tremble, and his consciousness blurred at this moment. When his wrists sank, a white light flashed on the surface of the stone, and it immediately dimmed.

Failed.

Mo Yan leaned on the chair very tiredly, raised his head and looked at the roof with his eyes blankly.

I don’t remember how many times this failed. He only knew that almost all the meager savings in the past few years were used, and the price was very high.

Patterns are not easy to draw, although what he draws is the simplest lighting pattern.

Although he was a little disappointed, he did not seem depressed and never regretted it. In fact, he might have known this result a long time ago.

Compared to last time, he had two more strokes this time. He believed that if he persisted, he would be able to successfully draw a stone.

Bored, he had to take out the irregular stone and play with it again. He did not notice that the spiritual gravel was very close to him.

"Discover energy available and request absorption." A slightly stiff mechanical voice rang in his ears.

Mo Yan was suddenly shocked when he heard the sound. He looked around and saw that there was no place to hide people at all.

"Who is it? Come out quickly." Even though he was burdened, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous at this moment.

"Discover available energy and request absorption."

"Who is there, I see you."

"Discover available energy and request absorption."

"Who are you?"

"Discover available energy and request absorption."

"You won"

"I received the default command and is absorbing it, please wait."

Mo Yan looked at the stones that were hunting from Brother Fang, and it was shining with a faint white light at this moment. The expression on his face was absolutely shocked and overjoyed. When he came back a little, energy, huh?

He quickly turned around and saw that the huge gravel worth a million was rapidly becoming darker. It was a sign that the energy was drained. He felt very heartbroken. He didn't care about the surprise in his heart and screamed strangely, "Stop quickly, stop."

"The mission is in progress and cannot be interrupted."

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Chapter completed!