The boy who was held on the back of his fate turned his head and looked at the handwritten board, which was covered with a white blanket, and there was a handicraft that looked like an artistic wood carving.

Yi Ruchang took a look and immediately walked over with his hands behind his back with great interest.

A smile on his face.

Smile? Mo Li thought it was not good.

Although Mr. Yi is so domineering, he seems to not read the news normally. Not to be blinded by the appearance of these things that look like antiques! There seem to be many similar beryllium copper and rotten iron on Mr. Yi's shelf, but Mo Li firmly believes that his things are real.

But others may not be true.

Thinking of this, Mo Li hurriedly followed him and kindly dissuaded him: "Mr. Yi, that kind of person is a liar at first glance! It has been revealed in the news that this is just a broken piece of wood, and it is not worth a penny at all."

"Hey, don't say that!

You are talking about a liar in the news, but did you see who the stall is? He is a descendant of the Shenmu clan! He must have taken out the family's wealth and sold it to make a living because his family has withered. Look at this wood carving, its spiritual power is fresh. It is definitely worth 2,000, and I'm afraid... it's more than 20,000!"

For some reason, although Yi Ruchang was as usual, he was still very "old man" shouting loudly, looking heartless, but Mo Li felt something was wrong.

Or tone or look? He couldn't say it, he could only scratch his head.

After all, people say that there is naked hatred among colleagues, so how could anyone praise others' companions so loudly?

On the other side, the owner of the antique two yuan shop had just finished speaking and glanced at the few people far away from the wood carving stall. He saw one of the young men wearing a gray hoodie and a backpack carrying a backpack. Although he looked like he was talking to others, his eyes couldn't help but look here from time to time.

After hearing Yi Ruchang's yell, he sneered. He snorted quickly, and finally couldn't help but step forward.

Before everyone, especially the vendor, could react, the young man suddenly pulled out a long whip from his backpack behind him, raised his hand and directly whipped it on the wood carving.

The wood carving was immediately removed, revealing the rotten core inside.

The vendor's face changed and he immediately jumped up: "What are you doing? My ancestral wood carving!"

Some young people dressed in long garments and like participating in CJs immediately turned around and whispered with gossip.

"Yo, isn't that a genius from that genius?"

"Hey, you can't even remember someone's name."

"I don't believe you can remember that talented people come out in the world. I remember that he just took a divine whip. But this kid is very famous."

The man started to be proud of the previous part, so he had no time to listen to the second part. He spat and said, "Bah! Your ancestors have left you with such a little spiritual power. You have applied it all on the wood carvings. Come and see, it's all covered with wood chips!"

The people from the academy rushed over immediately.

"Who is causing trouble!"

An older boy came with two young boys. They were wearing the same green jacket and work clothes, and the backs were filled with three large characters of the Academy Festival printed with fluorescent materials.

What kind of support culture is this! Mo Li was stunned. He thought that the work clothes would be more ancient, or the work was strange at all. He couldn't help but say to himself: "I chose a place like Qingcheng Mountain, why can't I be taller!"

Yi Ruchang pulled his back collar and was far away from the scene and said, "The staff are also very tired. The wind is so strong that the robe is so unrealistic. It's time to leave now! Don't keep up with Professor Shang!"

The staff quickly took the wood carving man down the mountain. Before leaving, the man was still shouting: "I am a civilized vendor, the banner is proof, I didn't bring the banner today, you can wait, hey, I said you should catch the one with the whip!"

Seeing that he was taken away, those people were still gossiping just now.

"Tsk tsk, he thought the 'geniuses' of various sects were afforded by the academy? He thought he was unlucky!"

"But the college has always explicitly prohibited selling fake goods. Anyway, he was wrong first."

"Yeah……"

The people watching the fun dispersed.

The commotion calmed down like this, and the mountain road began to become lively again.

When Mo Li turned his head, he was about to say, "Why don't you like to watch the fun today?", but he found that Yi Ruchang smiled evilly at this moment, and half of his face was shrouded under the "shadow" that suddenly rose at some point.

Mo Li's face twitched for a moment.

Just under the shadow, Boss Yi grinned and said with a sinister voice, "Little Li, Boss, I will teach you something for free: There has never been any 'Shenmu Clan' in the world. Remember?"

"Hiss, remember, remember..."

Mo Li covered his teeth and took two steps back.

Yes, he remembered that he should never mess with a man who loves money in terms of money.

After coming to his senses, Mo Li quickly put his collar in Boss Yi's hand, and wisely changed the topic: "By the way, Mr. Yi, this event will definitely be held for several days, but Qingcheng Mountain is a tourist attraction at least, and there must be insufficient accommodation. What should I do?"

Accommodation is in front of you.

Yi Ruchang put it on his shoulder and raised his hand to point to the roadside ahead.

What?

This "accommodation" looks like a broken wooden sign and an old man napping.

Mo Li had a bad premonition: "This is..."

Yi Ruchang pointed to the cabinet: "Did you see the cabinet next to him? It's the storage space, and the luxury hotel is inside!"

So exquisite? Mo Li hurriedly asked: "Where are the people in there coming out?"

"Here." Yi Ruchang signaled him to stare carefully.

Only listen to the sound of calling from inside—

"I'm coming out!"

Hearing this, the old man opened his eye, knocked on the cabinet, and then flew out from a crack alone, saying with satisfaction: "Your house is okay, I'll pay three days to pay!"

As he said that, he took out his cell phone, swiped Alipay and left.

"..." Mo Li held his forehead silently.

There are so many complaints. I don’t know where to start spitting!

Shang Huaijin looked back at them, smiled and stroked his beard, and said, "Don't worry, you won't be in such trouble. After all, they are guests of our college, and there are accommodation specially prepared for you.

There are many people from other sects nearby, all of whom are very powerful. If Xiao Lizi is interested, she can also find someone to discuss with her."

"My second uncle...hey." Mo Li stopped talking awkwardly. When it comes to the competition, the second uncle must be in danger. Although he has already made plans, he must want to try it this time, no matter what, what Mr. Yi said was a friendly exchange with his peers.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard two "swoosh" sounds in the wood in front of me.

I saw two figures, almost invisible, passing by the trees beside them.

The leading man seemed to notice them and jumped back to say hello: "Yo, Professor Shang."

Professor Shang looked up, and he recognized the person, smiled at him and said, "It's Xiao Wei."

The man also raised his mouth and looked sunny.
Chapter completed!