The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

The person who followed Zhao Jing into the bookstore looked vulgar and had an obvious intention.

Needless to say, those who were originally in the bookstore were also book lovers, and no matter how bad their temperament, talents or knowledge were, they were still 30% good.

After this stalemate, the waiter quickly retreated to the outside. The shopkeeper quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, pulled a waiter over and whispered a few words to him.

The waiter immediately ran towards the backyard.

Zhao Jing turned a blind eye to everything around her, reached for a book, put it against the bookshelf and flipped through it. The mental power followed the bookshelf and scanned all the books on the entire fifth floor of the bookshelf.

Then, put the book back, take two steps back so that the entire bookshelf is within sight, and pause.

Everyone: "..."

The eyes are covered. This “seeing” is done with the “mind” eye. Does seeing with the “mind” eye also involve the act of “seeing”?

"Girl, what book do you want?" The handsome monk next to him spoke regardless of the subtle atmosphere.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jing raised her fingers lightly, and two books on customs and sentiments and two books on mountains and rivers geography were pulled out from various directions on the bookshelf and flew into her hands.

The handsome male cultivator understood and immediately took out a book from the bookshelf behind him and handed it over, "Girl, I see that you have sharp eyes. Your face and dress are slightly different from the local monks and people. You must be new to the local area. This book "Introduction to Zhongnanfang City" should be useful."

The few wretched monks who followed her into the bookstore were about to stop them when they saw Zhao Jing taking the book, "Thank you."

The handsome male cultivator touched his nose, took out a roll of sheepskin maps and a global Feng Shui map from the other side, and followed Zhao Jing to another row of bookshelves, "Girl, you must also need this map, and also The "Past Stories of Central and South China", "Anecdotes of Central and South China for Five Thousand Years", "The Thirteen Kingdoms of Central and South China", "The Five Hundred States of Central and South China"... I think you need them too."

He quickly pulled out these books and said, "I have just arrived at the Central and South boundary. These books can help us quickly understand the customs, customs and distribution of forces in the Central and South boundary. They are very helpful for us to safely walk in the Central and South boundary." "

Zhao Jing took the book and said, "Thank you very much."

With these books, she should be able to quickly understand the basics of the world.

"Oh, there is also this book, "Language Comparison Catalog". Their language in the central and southern regions is different from our central and northern regions. Although I heard that there is no obstacle, their writing habits and individual word meanings still need to be explained in detail. .Especially in terms of cultivation.”

Zhao Jing took the book and said, "Thank you." She walked to the counter.

Those wretched monks took the opportunity to block the monks in the bookstore behind them.

Zhao Jing scanned the "Language Comparison Catalog" mentally and found that they were all in new languages. She couldn't help but feel a little irritated. She turned to look behind her and saw several walls of people. She looked unhappy and said, "Are you bothered? Why don't you wake me up?" open!"

Most of the wretched monks moved away angrily. Only one person stood there and said, "Girl, these brothers have something to do with you. Could you please come with us?"

Zhao Jing raised her hand and swiped a foot-long blue electric baton towards the man's neck, "Don't you know how to look at his face? Let me start!"

In an instant, the wretched monk was "photographed" and flew out of the shop. As he flew out, he bumped into several wretched monks who got out of the way. They fell together at the door of Hengfeng Bookstore, their whole bodies black and twitching, with the smell of barbecue and burning. The smell of hair and burned clothes wafted over.

The rest of the people in the bookstore were covered in cold sweat, their faces were ugly, and they took a few steps back instantly.

The shopkeeper was wiping his hands with cold sweat, "Girl, this book is for you! Please get rid of those people quickly! It's best to throw them outside the town!"

Zhao Jing put all the books into the space ring, left ten low-grade spiritual stones on the counter, and walked away.

The shopkeeper carefully poked the low-grade spiritual stone on the counter with a paper fan, but there was no movement. Then he relaxed, took the spiritual stone carefully, and said with a sad face: "How can this little spiritual stone be enough?"

Zhang Cheng took out two middle-grade spiritual stones and said, "If it's not enough, I'll make up for it."

The shopkeeper immediately beamed and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for your righteousness."

The rest of the people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, "Oh my God, is it true that every proud man of heaven has such a bad temper?!"

"Not necessarily. I think He Yunxiaofu from the Central Realm is very gentle. She is simply the dream lover of all monks, gentle, virtuous, smart and astute..."

"The only drawback is that the breasts are a bit small."

The others immediately looked angrily at the monk who said this.

Someone said angrily: "Then Yuan Ruiying from the Zhongnan Realm has big breasts. Her breasts are as big as her head. What's the result? No matter how big her breasts are, it's useless. Her cultivation talent is extremely poor. Even the Yuan Dan realm is fed by pills. , Yuan Lingjing still dug other sisters..."

"That's not all. I heard that she likes Feng Xingyi from Tianyuan Sect, and is crying and begging to be Feng Xingyi's concubine in the 3800th room. Even if her head is kicked by a donkey, she won't rush to marry him. I am the concubine of the 3800th house..."

"The key is that Feng Xingyi still looks down on her. Are you angry? She is thousands of years old, but her hobbies are still so unpopular..."

"Hey, what are you talking about? You are talking about Yuan Ruiying, just Yuan Ruiying, why bring it to Old Ancestor Feng? If Old Ancestor Feng really has so many concubines, can he still be as young as twenty years old? I think that is a rejection. As long as you believe his excuse..."

"Then according to what you said, the Zhou ancestor of the Creation Sect is that kind of person?"

"How are you talking? How can this be related to Old Ancestor Zhou? How old is Old Ancestor Feng and how old is Old Ancestor Zhou? Can they compare?"

After a word of disagreement, all the parties in the bookstore who were getting along peacefully suddenly started to get into a fight. The shopkeeper started wiping sweat again.

On the street, Zhang Cheng boldly chased after her, "Girl, which inn are you staying at? Let me introduce to you the boundaries of Central and South China that I know."

Zhao Jing stopped and looked at Zhang Cheng with an unkind expression.

The smile on Zhang Cheng's face slowly faded, "Well, girl, I'm sorry, it's Meng Lang. In fact, I feel the same way that the girl is new to the country and is unfamiliar with all aspects, and I want to help understand the situation as soon as possible. This is..."

Zhao Jing was surprised. Her dress was not much different from other people on the street, and her hairstyle was similar. How could she be judged to be from outside?

"You think I'm not a local?"

Zhang Cheng touched his nose and said, "Probably because of their appearance and dress. I have observed that local people, regardless of gender, are smaller in physique and have more delicate facial features. The girl has a majestic appearance and outstanding temperament, which is similar to the local people. There's something different about him."

He squeezed the jade folding fan tightly and said, "Generally speaking, the central and southern boundaries are towards the south, close to the place with the most sunshine and rain. The skin color is generally darker, and they like to wear fine linen clothes or plaid clothes made of tendons, rattan, etc. Many monks also wear ice charms and sun-shielding charms on their bodies."