Almighty Ninjutsu Killing God System

Chapter 109 Disabled Scholar (Second Change)

"Why are you here again? How many times have I said this? I am not a calligraphy and painting shop here. We will not accept your things. You should leave quickly! Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being rude!" the white-haired old man suppressed his anger.

"Shopkeeper, take another look. Please take another look. I don't want much. I just need to exchange for five spirit stones. Please!" The man with the broken arm was thin and about 30 years old, but looked But it looks like a vicissitudes of life and poverty.

"I said you are a scholar. If you don't sell your good calligraphy and painting for some money, why do you need spiritual stones? Do you know how much silver coins five spiritual stones are worth? It's not enough to sell a thousand pairs of your calligraphy and paintings, so just give me back five!! Ignorant young man, get out of here!" The white-haired old man flicked his sleeves and issued an eviction order.

"I want the Lingshi really urgently, please!" The man with the broken arm kept begging, but the old man was already lying on the rocking chair again, completely ignoring it.

Seeing this, Xiao Han also shook his head, ready to put away the talismans on the counter and leave.

But at this moment, something happened that he never expected.

Seeing that the old man ignored him, the young man with the broken arm suddenly grabbed a bundle of talisman papers that belonged to Xiao Han on the counter, then turned around and fled downstairs.

Such a scene shocked the old man, and Xiao Han was also in a daze.

"Hey, let me go, people are so stupid nowadays? How dare you steal things from the spiritual master?" Xiao Han looked at the back of the young man with the broken arm, and couldn't help but sneered.

The other party is an ordinary person, if he can't even catch an ordinary person, then he doesn't need to practice anymore.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately put the remaining four bundles of talisman papers on the counter into the storage bag, and then he jumped out of the window on the second floor.

When he landed, the one-armed man just ran out of the shop door.

Xiao Han stepped forward and kicked the man with the broken arm back to the shop in an instant, and then the others walked in slowly.

"If you can't sell something, you just rob it? Seeing how business-like you look on your face, you are quite courageous!!"

The man with the broken arm curled up on the ground, covering the place where he was kicked with his only hand, with a painful expression on his face.

Xiao Hannian was an ordinary person, so he deliberately showed mercy.

If he really tried his best, let alone an ordinary person, even a spiritual master might not be able to bear it.

"Master Immortal, I have no choice but to rob you. Please help me. I'll give you my calligraphy and painting, and you can just give me five spirit stones!" the man said with a painful expression.

"Oh, strong buying and strong selling? If you asked me for help before that, I might help you, but it's impossible now!" Xiao Han grasped the bundle of talismans that fell to the ground immediately. Paper flew into his hand.

"You said you were forced to steal my things, so if I don't help you, you are forced to do so. Farewell!" Xiao Han didn't want to argue with an ordinary person, so he turned and left.

There are poor people in this world every day, and he himself is a poor person.

And now a poor man has robbed him of his property with such a strange reason, so how can he help him with sympathy?
Stealing people's things can be said to be a last resort, and this reason can also be used for not helping.

After a small episode, Xiao Han continued to walk to the next spiritual weapon steel workshop.

I have to say that this Healer's Fair is really big and scary, and there are countless winding paths and paths in it. If ordinary people go around a few more times in it, I'm afraid they won't be able to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

Fortunately, the task card in Xiao Han's hand had written the location quite clearly, and it was not difficult for him to follow the instructions to find it.

More than half an hour later, he stuffed all the rough steel materials that needed to be purchased into the storage bag, and the task of going down the mountain was completed so easily.

His task was actually deliberately arranged by the man from the previous procurement team.

According to common sense, this task is actually not easy.

Because it takes dozens of spirit stones to buy the most low-level one cubic meter storage bag.

Therefore, it is impossible to afford it with the income of a handyman. Even if some handymen have storage bags, the capacity of the storage bag cannot hold [-] catties of steel.

Therefore, if other people take up this task, they will definitely suffer a lot.

Without the portability of the storage bag, the [-]-jin steel rough material can only be transported to the assembly point at its own expense and manpower, not to mention that the workload is dozens of times that of the storage bag.

Just the fact that you pay for it yourself is unacceptable.

How can there be any reason for the employees of the enterprise to go out to work and pay out of their own pockets?

The man in the procurement team originally wanted to take advantage of this task to disgust Xiao Han, and this was considered a disguised form to curry favor with Wu Fa.

But he didn't expect that Xiao Han's storage bag was left by the arrogant Xiao Han back then, and its capacity was as big as a basketball court.

A mere [-] jin of rough steel material is a piece of cake to put in.

After the task was completed, Xiao Han suddenly felt relaxed.

There are still nearly two and a half days left, and he can take care of his own affairs.

Thinking in this way, he began to walk to the area dedicated to selling spiritual weapons.

But at this moment, a sound of cursing came from not far away, and then a painful muffled sound came into his ears.

He heard the reputation and looked around, and found that the man with the broken arm was thrown out of a shop by someone, and the curse was made by the shopkeeper of that shop.

And the painful muffled sound was naturally that of the man with the broken arm.

"Please, buy my calligraphy and painting, I really need Lingshi!" The man picked up the calligraphy and painting that had been thrown on the ground, pleading.

"It's just a piece of ordinary calligraphy and painting, but the lion asked for five spirit stones! Are you not sick?"

"I really want Lingshi to beg on his own, and stop pretending to be pitiful here.

I'm a serious shop, not an almshouse!

If you dare to interfere with our business again next time, I will have your legs amputated.

roll! "

The middle-aged shopkeeper cursed a few times with an unkind expression, then walked into the shop with his hands behind his back, ignoring the man.

The man stood up with a desolate expression on his face. His blue shirt was already covered with dust, and some places were even torn.

But he didn't care, and he didn't even pat the dust.

A person continued to wander in this huge market like a walking dead.

Looking at the downcast but unusually straight back of the other party, a soft place deep in Xiao Han's heart was suddenly touched.

Then, he followed behind the other party like a ghost, and temporarily put aside the matter that he was going to buy the broken spirit weapon.

In his ideology, literati have been noble since ancient times, and there is an allusion in ancient times that Tao Yuanming did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice.

So Xiao Han was very curious, what kind of things happened to this disabled scholar that made him so humble, almost shameless, and only asked for five spirit stones.

(End of this chapter)