The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1131 There is a junior sister here 20
After a long time, He Wushuang heard an old answer, "The little old man doesn't know you, and he can't help you with anything. You can go."

dismissed.

But the heroine can be dismissed so easily?You are still too sweet, there is nothing the heroine can't get.

He Wushuang must get the golden finger.

Soldiers first and then soldiers.

If you can't be soft, then you can only try to be tougher.

"Senior, I really have something very important. If you don't open the door, then don't blame me for breaking in. You're welcome!"

Yep.

A coercion emanated from the body.

Old man:  …

Fuck, this sudden feeling of fright and fear, the feeling of weak legs and trembling is so familiar.

How can it be?

Yes!

"I, I'll open the door right away." Don't be angry, don't be angry.

The old man put down the things in his hands, and moved to the door in a cold sweat of fear. With trembling hands, he unlocked the latch and opened the door.

It is a beautiful woman in the eyes.

The jet-black hair is piled into a beautiful and natural bun, dotted with some small bright gemstones like stars, and a white narcissus hairpin is inserted obliquely. Her skin is fair and her eyebrows are picturesque. A little more aggressive temperament.

"Fairy... so it's a fairy, I don't know what's the matter with the fairy coming to the humble house?"

Head down.

The posture is well done.

Being so humble and polite, He Wushuang was stunned, and hurriedly asked the ring spirit, "This, isn't this a hidden old monster?"

Ring Spirit rolled his eyes, "Who told you that he is a hidden master."

He Wushuang blinked, isn't it obvious?But any grandfather who sells cultivation props on the street should be an expert.

why?

It's not an expert, but how can an ordinary bad old man get so many powerful and precious things? She doesn't believe that the old man is the middleman who makes the difference.

and……

She has experience.

"Oh."

He Wushuang compromised, you can say whatever you want, anyway, she doesn't have the special ability to distinguish whether it is a hidden old monster.

I only feel for Goldfinger——

He Wushuang, who was pursing her lips and wandering, shrank her pupils suddenly. If the ring spirit was talking about this person, then she didn't have that strong feeling at all.

What does it feel like?
Of course it's mine, mine, mine, I have to get it no matter what.

what happened?Isn't Goldfinger here?Sold to someone else?

For a time, many possibilities flashed through He Wushuang's mind.

She didn't care about anything, and appeared in the room in a flash.

Looking around, there is nothing but chaos.

Pursing her lips, "I have something to ask you, and you must answer truthfully."

Old salesman: ...

Just as he was in a daze, the fairy standing in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Disappeared out of thin air.

He was still thinking about what was going on, when the voice sounded behind him.

What the hell!

It's amazing to know fairy art!Well, it's pretty amazing.

Bull ratio!

He hurriedly turned around and didn't dare to look, "Excuse me, the fairy, the little old man knows everything, and he can say everything."

He Wushuang was not polite either.

This is a world where strength is the most important thing. If she is strong, she has the right to speak.

"Do you often go to the small town to sell some things for cultivation?"

Old man: "Yes."

Damn, could it be that this beautiful fairy is actually a protection fee collector?
I heard her continue to ask: "Ten days ago, did you also go?"

The old man thought for a while, and replied uncertainly: "Yes, it should be." Seeing He Wushuang's serious expression like a nuclear weapon on his face, he hurriedly explained: "The little old man is getting old, and more than half a month Most of the time, I will stay at home and rest, and generally only sell goods when there are occasions."

Ten days from today, it was not on the spot, but he seemed to have gone to town.

It feels vague.

This question is not very important. He Wushuang pursed his lips and said, "Think carefully, have you ever seen something black? It's all black and looks very ordinary and like garbage."

The old man asked carefully: "What kind of garbage is that?"

He Wushuang frowned, "Just tell me if you have seen it, or, is there anything similar in your cargo?"

Straight to the subject.

own goods?
The old man thought about it carefully... for a long time, after all, it was ten days ago, and he sold some things and added something in the middle.

Black……

looks like crap...

Does he have any of these in his cargo?Well, it seems that there are.

"It's vaguely there."

But he hasn't seen it lately.

He Wushuang's eyes lit up, "Take it out and show it to me."

Old man: "I have to look for it."

He Wushuang: "Huh?"

Seeing the old man showing embarrassment, "The little old man makes a living by selling things. Some of them are useless and will be thrown away. I have an impression of the thing the fairy said, but I haven't seen it recently, so..."

lost?

This was He Wushuang's first reaction.

The old man hurriedly said, "Not necessarily, maybe it's in the house."

"Fairy, sit down and wait, the little old man will go find it right away."

As he spoke, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets.

He Wushuang:......

Although she didn't have that strong feeling, maybe it was there?

Just look for it.

did not find.

The old man was sweating profusely, his heart was trembling, his legs and feet gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Fairy, fairy, that thing... no... no more..."

It must be very important to her to ask this question as soon as the fairy came. The cultivator is too fierce, he will beat and kill him at every turn, and he still wants to live.

With tears in his old eyes, "I clearly remember it, why is it gone..."

He Wushuang had expected that the gold finger could not be found before, but now she was only a little disappointed. She took a deep breath, "Tell me, how did you get that thing."

The old man was cautious: "If I'm honest, can you spare my life?"

He Wushuang kept a cold face. He didn't dare to raise any more conditions, and hurriedly said, "I remember that black object is a stone, about the size of a fist, and it feels very hard. I actually picked it up on the mountain. I think it is destined. So I brought it back and bought it at a stall, maybe some expert would discover the strangeness of the stone, and later—"

He paused and exclaimed: "I, I know, the cloth I used to hold my belongings tore a hole at some point. It must have fallen out at that time!"

Lost?

He Wushuang hurriedly asked, "Do you know where the things fell?"

Old Man: Know a hammer!

He frowned and thought hard for a long time, then shook his head, "I really don't know."

Ask for Wushuang.

"Forgive me, Fairy, you have a lot of them. The little old man really didn't lose them on purpose. You know, Fairy, if you want it, I will give it to you no matter what... That thing looks like an ordinary stone. Who can tell?" Thinking of it as a baby, little old man, I..."

Beg.

He didn't expect to find such a stone in the mountains. He kicked it while walking, and when he looked down, he was fascinated.

I didn't feel anything at the time.

But now that I think about it, it’s strange. How could he pick up a dark stone for no reason and sell it for money?

He Wushuang:......

So angry!
She clenched her fist, and a red light slashed towards the old man. This man lost her golden finger, damn it!

The old man who is still begging: ...

Fuck, he kills people at the slightest disagreement, he... Dodge!Disappear into the hut.

(End of this chapter)