Stay!"

Snapped.

The pen fell to the ground...,

The trunk of the tree was unscathed………….

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"Otherwise, let's forget it, uncle..." Yan Bing's heart felt cold and he couldn't stand it anymore...

"Eh!? I have such a bad temper! Just wait!"

The old man is very stubborn.

I ran to the bottom of the tree and picked up the pen again.

"It's going to work this time! Little friend, watch out!" The old man seemed to have tried his best to suck the milk this time, and his face turned red from holding back the milk.

"How about we say goodbye, old man, I'd better..." Before Yan Bing finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the hem of the colored skirt and the shawl were fluttering in the direction of the old man...

The brush in the old man's right hand actually emitted a faint blue light.

Yan Bing couldn't believe his eyes and rubbed them with his hands!

The light is still there!

This is not an illusion!

Then I heard the old man shout: "Hey!!!"

The brush flew out, drew a blue arc, and plunged into the trunk of the poplar tree.

Not even half of the entire pen body is penetrated!!!

Yan Bing was dumbfounded.

The old man, breathing heavily.

"What, I said I can play sometimes? Huh!" The old man raised his nose to the sky.

At this time, Yan Bing was speechless at all, because she was so shocked that she could not express it in words.

"Dad, we have all the books," a young man said, holding a large pile of books and entering the front hall from the backyard.

I saw a little girl standing there dumbstruck, and then I saw my father's bewildered smile. Then I followed the girl's eyes to see the poplar tree outside the store, and finally I saw half of the writing brush stuck in the trunk of the tree.

The young man sighed, probably guessing the reason.

"Dad! How can you perform martial arts here? What if you don't pay attention and hurt... or hurt your waist?"

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. The little girl has never seen Feijian before. She wants to see it, so I reluctantly performed it for her. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Yan Bing is still immersed in what he saw and thought at this moment. This world can really cultivate "Qi".

It really works!!!

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Yan Bing laughed suddenly, startling the old man and the young man. She did not explain, but happily ran to the old man, raised her thumb and continued: "Old man! What you did just now was too much.

So handsome!!!"

"That's right! I just used up a drop in the bucket, otherwise I would tell you..." The old man talked eloquently.

Yan Bing didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted directly: "Then can you look at the muscles and bones!? What do you think of me!? Am I a young martial artist!?" She was too anxious. At this time, she hated

I realized that I was a born prodigy in martial arts, so I immediately packed my bags and went to ring the door number of Feixiamen to start learning martial arts.

After hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the young man beside him, as if they were having some kind of communication.

But Yan Bing didn't care about that at all. He just jumped up and rolled up his sleeves and stretched them out in front of the old man. "Old man, show me quickly!"

The young man blushed with embarrassment, coughed slightly, and turned back to the backyard.

Only then did Yan Bing realize that he was now a girl, and in this era, men and women were not close to each other...

After all, the old man was older and didn't have so many evil thoughts. He smiled and gently put his hand on Yan Bing's wrist.

The air flow surged again in the hall, and Yan Bing could feel an invisible force seeping through the old man's hand and into his wrist.

The air flow goes upstream, to the arms, shoulders, and finally draws a circle around the body, returning to the wrists.

At that moment, the old man's expression suddenly changed.

But soon, it returned to nature again...

The speed was so fast that Yan Bing didn't notice it at all.

She kept her eyes closed, feeling the "qi" traveling around her body, spinning faster and faster in her Dantian, and gradually returned to silence.

"How's it going!?" Yan Bing opened his eyes and looked at the old man with an expectant look on his face.

"That's it..., average, um..., average." The old man said slowly while stroking his beard.

"Ah?" Yan Bing looked disappointed... "Oh." While thinking, he slowly wiped his sleeves back.

Looking at the depressed little girl, the old man didn't want to hit her anymore, so he comforted her: "Actually, you don't have to be too disappointed. If you get the guidance of a famous teacher, you still have a bright future."

Yan Bing knew that this was just the old man trying to comfort himself. He smiled at the old man and said, "Thank you, old man. I know you are trying to comfort me. It's not that the material was also destined for me. I can't blame others."

"My little friend, it would be good if you could let go of your worries. Come on, these are the books I asked for just now. You and I are destined to be together, so how about I give you a 99% discount?" The old man resumed his business smile.

99% off…………………….

Yan Bing glanced at the book that was the same height as her and rolled her eyes at the old man.

I bought so many books from you and you gave me a 99% discount!?

No wonder your store is not doing well. How can you have repeat customers if you are so stingy?

Yan Bing was thinking this in his heart, but he said sweetly: "Thank you, old man, how much is the total after discounts?"

"I'll do the math later..." After saying that, the old man pulled out an abacus from under the counter.

There is a thick layer of dust on the abacus.

The old man blew and the dust flew two feet away.

Yan Bing smiled bitterly and said in his heart: Old man, you haven't opened a shop in how many years...

After the old man made a quick calculation, he said: "A total of three to forty-two taels and seven dollars."

"Three hundred and forty-two taels!!!???" Yan Bing exclaimed.

"Seven dollars..., and seven dollars..." The old man seemed to have no intention of adding a small change, and repeated it twice.

"Are books so expensive?!??" Yan Bing confirmed again. After all, a colored dress made of top-quality materials only costs one or two and a half yuan. How could a few books be so expensive!? More than three hundred taels! According to the current price

The market price is enough for her to buy a yard!

"Little friend, you don't have that much money, do you?" The old man looked at Yan Bing with a look of disdain.

Anyone who is not blind can understand the meaning of that look. If you don't have any money, why would you pretend to be a big client like this? I'm going to have to show you flying swords for nothing.

It was this expression that was exactly the same as the salesperson's disdainful expression when she went to buy a certain Mani suit.

I just can't stand this!

"Pack it for me!! I'll give you a thousand taels! Give me six hundred! I don't want any change!!!" Yan Bing took out a thousand taels of silver notes from his wallet and slapped it on the counter.

Look down on me!?

snort!

Look at the way you are buckling down! Can you get six hundred taels!?

Stupid!
Chapter completed!