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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1299: Poor Punishment

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    Chapter 1,299 Punishment

    "Hey, uncle, let's forget it. I estimate that there will be many monks participating in this auction, overtly or covertly. We are not familiar with the situation, so we should be careful and take a look first. Can you listen to Gangsha's introduction?  That's right. According to Min Jing, this kind of auction is not particularly rare. Not only does the Black Wolf Tent hold it every year, but other large tribes also hold it semi-regularly. When we settle down, I will accompany my uncle to other places.  Go around the place,"

    Feng Rushan couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

    Even when participating in a semi-public auction, Murong Xuefei had to look forward and backward. Never before had Murong Xuefei been so constrained in her actions.

    Naturally, they have a lot of good things on hand. Not to mention anything else, any slightly high-end gadgets brought over from the Chinese mainland can probably be fetched at a good price.  Not suitable?

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    Although Banbian Yun's treasure house and the Feilong Gang's gains were not bad, Feng Rushan estimated that at an auction of this level, they would still be a bit unattractive. It would definitely not be appropriate to take them out in large quantities, but only one or two pieces.  The little extra money doesn't mean much.

    Of course, Feng Rushan also wants to get as much steel as possible as soon as possible, but the risks involved in taking action rashly are self-evident. As for using personal seemingly ingenious means to hide this fantasy from everyone, Feng Rushan  It ceased to exist a long time ago, and it can be said that it never existed.

    Do you really think that those old monsters who have been practicing for hundreds of years are all fools?

    When the power reaches a certain level, there are no real secrets at all. The key lies in whether the benefits are big enough.

    ¡°It is extremely naive to place hope on the reputation and guarantee of the auction house, as well as the legendary impeccable confidentiality measures.

    If an auction house wants to survive in a place, it must have its own interests and demands, and there must also be favors and pressures that cannot be avoided. As long as the interests are big enough, it is impossible to keep secrets for a person of unknown origin.

    Feng Rushan still hopes to get the Gangsha he needs through relatively honest means, or channels, such as Minjing's pacification envoy. This is the royal way, and playing tricks is not a long-term solution after all, even if it can  Occasionally you succeed once or twice, but that is not the way to settle down.

    "Those who play with fire will burn themselves. Only idiots will think that others are fools. If you can't play with fire, it's better to play it twice less."

    "Oh, then we can only watch the excitement. Why is it so noisy in front? Well, it's Liuyun Temple. Let's go and have a look"

    Murong Xuefei is still a little unwilling, but as she was born in the Tianyuan Sect, she understands better what great power means. No matter what others do, as long as Yang Ziye wants to know about anything that happens within the Tianyuan Sect's sphere of influence, Murong Xuefei has never seen it.  Nothing can be hidden from her.

    The Black Wolf tent is located, and has not experienced war for hundreds of years. It is the gathering place of the essence of the vast area controlled by the Black Wolf Khanate. The place they rented is not far from a small lake, and there are streets and alleys around the lake.  Crossing each other, it was in the evening, and there were so many people everywhere that you would step on someone else's feet if you were not careful. There were shops, old and new, selling tailoring, pawnshops, porcelain, silk and satin, incense powder, oil shops, dyeing shops, and coffin shops.  Of course, the most common ones are teahouses and hotels. The street sellers sell vegetables, flatbreads, braised pork, and snacks such as jelly, noodles, and candied haws.  The shouts of sales and people's laughter and curses filled the air, making it really lively.

    The two of them were chatting, and suddenly they heard a commotion in front of them. Murong Xuefei became playful and naturally went to take a look.  The two of them followed the flow of people and arrived in front of Baiyun Temple. They couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of them: hundreds of women, all crowded with disheveled hair, some had their shoes trampled off, and some were squeezed out in the middle of the process, swarming in  Touch the copper nails on the gate of Liuyun Temple.  Some of the women who were squeezed out were complaining, some were smiling, and some of the children were crying, some were making noises, some were clamoring to buy this or that, and some were holding their mothers' necks to go home.

    "Old man, these women are all trying to squeeze something in, have they gone crazy?"

    Feng Rushan looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out the mystery, so he turned around and asked an old man selling sesame cakes.

    "Today is the Bathing God Festival. They are touching their luck. Whoever can touch nine copper nails in a row will have the whole family safe and free from illness and disaster all year round. It is said to be very effective"

    The old man was used to seeing similar scenes and said with a half-smile.

    "Haha, Uncle Master, the gate of Liuyun Temple is so magical! In fact, there is no need to be so crowded. As long as everyone lines up and comes one by one, God will notIt's all black.  "

    "The bathing gods are divided into men and women. It seems that this wolf god has quite a lot of tricks. However, it really doesn't look like men and women crowding together like this"

    Feng Rushan couldn¡¯t help but smile.

    When these women prayed for their parents, husbands and children, they showed unexpected tenacity. They cried and scolded those who were squeezed out and left them untouched. They refused to leave until nine were touched. Some even pulled their hair.  The arms squeezed in again.

    "Hey, this year the gods revealed that only the first 366 people who touch the blessing will have great blessings. Everyone knows that it is good to line up, but if the elders inside the temple don't come forward, who is qualified to make people line up? If you can't line up,  What should I say? Can you afford to pay for the Wolf God's blessing? Besides, the Bathing God Festival is so lively and everyone queues up quietly, how can they show their devotion to the Wolf God"

    An old man selling braised pork next to him suddenly spoke up.

    "Three hundred and sixty-six, there are whole parts and parts. Hehe, Liuyun Guan is much more professional than me in pretending to be a magician."

    Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei looked at each other and wanted to ask more. Suddenly the crowd became a mess. A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old cried and cursed and squeezed out while tearing and scratching a middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman  The woman dodged and said something with a smile, and some women next to her came to persuade her. Unexpectedly, the girl took advantage of the middle-aged woman's unpreparedness, rushed up, took off the face scarf on the woman's head, and shouted loudly  : "My aunt is going all out today to show everyone the face of you, a dirty bitch!"

    "People were shocked. It turned out that the middle-aged woman was a man.

    "Shameless person! What is your name?"

    Feng Rushan stretched out her hand to stop the furious Murong Xuefei, took a step forward, pointed at the man's nose and asked.

    "Who is being presumptuous! Who the hell are you? Do you know who she is? Who am I? How dare you meddle in my own business! You are so tired of living."

    The man tilted his neck and glanced at Feng Rushan. Not only did he not run away, but he took two steps forward and said with a sinister smile.

    "No matter who you are, such behavior is worse than a beast. Just wait for the lawsuit and the consequences."

    "Hehe, it's another troublesome thing."

    The man was so confident, he probably had a small background. Feng Rushan secretly shook his head, but now that the matter had come to this, he had no reason to retreat.

    "This little girl owes me ten purple shields. I want to take her into the house and touch her all over. Why, boy, are you not convinced! Come on, pick up this stinky bitch and let's go."

    The man sighed, turned his face and said half to Feng Rushan, half to a few people watching the fun.

    "Hold on! You have a debt note, you dress up like this male-female shemale, do you look like a debt collector! On the holy day of Bathing God Festival, the pious place of Liuyun Temple, you are so audacious that you dare to blaspheme the wolf  God, be careful of the divine punishment that will bring disaster to your whole family.¡±

    Feng Rushan didn¡¯t want to make things worse, so he took out some of the Wolf God¡¯s canon rules that he had randomly read to fool around with.

    "You are the thing in those crotch pants, get out of here!"

    When the man saw that Feng Rushan spoke in a refined manner, and his accent did not sound like someone from the Black Wolf's tent, he immediately felt relieved and struck Feng Rushan's chest with his hand.

    "Scream! Shameless! Apologize to this girl!"

    Feng Rushan didn¡¯t wait for her fist to get close, and grabbed the man¡¯s hand and neck.

    "I am Atsushi, the general manager of Eighth Prince's Mansion, you"

    The man struggled twice, as if he was clamped by a vise, motionless, and he knew that the person had strong arms. He pointed at Feng Rushan with his other hand and shouted.

    "Girl, leave quickly! Damn it for pretending to be my disciple!"

    "Zhao Gui! It's really troublesome."

    Before the man finished speaking, Feng Rushan whispered to the little girl, shouted, waved her palm, and slapped her. Five purple-red finger prints appeared on Atsushi's face, and he was rubbed in place.  Xuan'er, before he could stand still, was kicked in the butt again. He roared and flew straight out like a rotten bag. With a pop, he fell to the ground upside down, with his mouth full of blood. He spat out a few pills with a loud sound.  Broken teeth.

    Seeing the housekeeper being beaten, several heads of the Eighth Prince's House rushed forward with howls of "Ouch" and surrounded Feng Rushan. They punched and kicked the group, while Atsushi covered his face and yelled at the side.  He shouted: "Hit me, beat me to death." For a moment, the crowd surrounding him turned into a mess.

    "Haha, the little girl still has some winks, but if she really owes this piece of stinky meat the Star Shield, I don't know if it will be good or bad for her."

    Feng Rushan interacted with a group of wealthy slaves for a moment, and saw that the little girl had taken advantage of the chaos and slipped away, so she grabbed a long attendant.He gently lifted his wrist, lifted it into his arms with his backhand, and sent it out casually. The long suit rushed out like a projectile, knocking down two more companions one after another. Atsutomi saw that the situation was not good, until they met today  The iron plate roared, and the evil slaves rushed away in panic with curses in their mouths.

    "Unlucky! The rolling world is indeed not a place for cultivation. Unfortunately, cultivation can't go far without the fireworks in the world. Feng Rushan, let's go back."

    Encountering such a senseless and disgusting thing, Murong Xuefei suddenly lost the interest and mood to go shopping.

    They can¡¯t kill people casually in Black Wolf¡¯s tent.
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