After saying that, the boy turned around and left in disgust.
The middle-aged man hurriedly chased after him. "Hey, hey, hey, handsome, don't go! I'm really not a Daoist who swindles people! Really! "
The boy had already run away without looking back, and the middle-aged man couldn't catch up.
Looking at the man's back as he left, the middle-aged man muttered, "Why are you running! Although I don't look serious, I'm still a Daoist! Although I don't have the ability to catch ghosts, I still know how to tell the future of a peach blossom! "
"You're a Daoist?"
Just as the middle-aged man finished muttering, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind him.
The middle-aged man jumped in fright and quickly turned around. Looking at Shen Wanqing in front of him, the middle-aged man patted his chest with lingering fear.
"Miss, why didn't you make any sound when you walked? If you suddenly make a sound, you'll scare this old man! This old man's heart isn't good, if something happens to him from fright, don't blame me for asking you to pay for his medical expenses! "
Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows lazily as she looked at him. Then, her gaze landed on the strange and weird things that were displayed on the stall.
She picked up a peach wood sword and looked at it carefully, then waved it a few times, then thoughtfully asked, "Can this peach wood sword really fight ghosts?"
The middle-aged man looked at Shen Wanqing who was seriously observing the peach wood sword in front of him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Could it be that she was a college girl with eighth-grade syndrome?
The middle-aged man excitedly rubbed his small hands, then he coughed lightly and seriously replied, "Miss, you have good eyes. This peach wood sword is the treasure of our Daoist temple, and it's usually not taken out easily! Miss, do you want to catch ghosts? "
Shen Wanqing nodded carelessly. "En, something like that …"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man screamed happily in his heart. She really was a college girl with eighth-grade syndrome.
He clenched his fist and coughed lightly. "This is really too much of a coincidence! I usually don't take out this peach wood sword, but for some reason, I took it out today. Before, I didn't understand why I did such a thing, but now that I see you, I understand everything. Miss, you and my peach wood sword are fated to meet each other! "
The more the middle-aged man spoke, the more excited he became. "Miss, when I looked at your face from below, I discovered that you have talent. You are a genius that is hard to come by in a hundred years! Since this peach wood sword is fated, and Miss also has the heart to catch ghosts and get rid of evil, then I will reluctantly sell this peach wood sword to you. "
"How much?" Shen Wanqing glanced at him.
"Friendship price, five thousand six hundred!"
Shen Wanqing coldly threw the peach wood sword on the table and said, "No, it's too expensive!"
Seeing the girl's quick and cold response, the middle-aged man was stunned. He swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said, "Seeing that you and I are fated, I can lower the price. How about five thousand?"
"No, I can't afford it," Shen Wanqing said coldly.
The middle-aged man looked at Shen Wanqing's uninterested face and suddenly became anxious. He quickly said, "4,500, how about 4,500?"
"Expensive."
"Three thousand five hundred?"
"Expensive."
The middle-aged man was in a difficult position. "Then what do you think is not expensive, Miss?"
"Fixed price, ten dollars." Shen Wanqing looked at the middle-aged man unhurriedly.
The middle-aged man's face cracked, and his mouth twitched. "This ….. this ….. this ….."
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