() "A famous merchant is here to buy things again?" an aunt greeted enthusiastically.

"Aunt Cao, I want thirty kilograms of all kinds of vegetables, thirty kilograms of rice, and......"

"There are twenty pounds of pork, the kind that is neither fat nor thin!" Aunt Cao continued.

"Yes, the aunt's memory is so good, and I remember it all!" said a 15 or 16-year-old boy. The boy looked hilarious, his two sword eyebrows seemed to have a smile, his hair was a little fluffy, and the bun on his head was a little biased than ordinary people.

"You have been taking care of my business for the past year. I don't know what you are going to buy on one day? You are the only one again this time?" Aunt Cao asked with concern.

The Ming Shang looked a little angry and said, "A large group of people knew that they would send me alone. They would have to be paralyzed in Jianhu Palace!"

Aunt Cao said, "Famous merchants, I'd better not stay in Jianhu Palace anymore. Your qualifications are not about learning martial arts. If you study, you don't know how famous you have in southern Yunnan now. As a result, you ran to Jianhu Palace at a young age and learned what skills you have in Wuliang Sword Sect. For five years, you have not even become a registered disciple, but have been bullied by them. Now you are sent to the mountain alone to purchase goods.

Mingshang, listen to Aunt Cao's words and leave Jianhu Palace and be your little master. The considerable assets left by your parents. You will be free for life when studying, taking the fame and doing business. How could you be as embarrassed now?” Aunt Cao persuaded her and prepared everything that Mingshang wanted, put two baskets and a bamboo pole on her shoulder pole.

The Ming Shang carried the pole on his shoulder and said, "Aunt Cao, I'm leaving!"

Aunt Cao sighed helplessly, knowing that the famous merchant's obsession with martial arts was already possessed.

"Brother Ming Shang, wait!" A six-year-old girl ran over with a black se puppy. The girl tied two braids, her cheeks and two dimples, which were very cute.

"Shuang'er, what are you?" Ming Shang stopped and looked at the little girl holding the black se puppy.

"Brother Mingshang, you see, it's not a long time since I was born." The little girl gave the puppy to Mingshang, and Mingshang had to put down the order and picked up the puppy.

"Yes, it's so cute. Have you named it?" Ming Shang picked up the black-se puppy and touched the dog's head.

"I took it, and I also specially chose my favorite name, which is Mingshang. This means that the eldest brother has been playing with me all the time!" The little girl said innocently. Mingshang seemed to be choked by something and didn't recover for a long time.

"Is he a male or female?" asked Ming Shang.

"Of course it's mother!" The little girl said, snatching the little black dog from Ming Shang's arms and running away, Ming Shang standing there alone.

Dugu Mingshang originally had a family with a small family fortune, but because he often heard stories about stories about the world of stories, he had always been absolutely obsessed with the world of the world, so that when his parents both returned, they went to Jianhu Palace alone when they were ten years old, and stayed there for four or five years.

The original Dugu Mingshang was very smart and had amazing talent in reading, with strong comprehension and memory that he could almost never forget. The Book of Changes could be recited at the age of eight. Perhaps God was fair to people, and the original talented Dugu Mingshang finally had a tragedy and found that this guy seemed to be able to memorize the book. After five years of the Wuliang Sect, he could not even meet the requirements for getting started. Zuo Zi Mu Nian agreed to stay in Jianhu Palace in his perseverance, but he did not accept it as a disciple.

Then three months ago, something even more tragic happened on the way down the mountain to shop alone. The only benefit of the fifteen-year-old Dugu Mingshang in Jianhu Palace was that he had developed a strong body, so he had to do the shopping alone half a year ago. That day, it was still good to go down the mountain. When he went up the mountain, it turned into lightning and thunder. Dugu Mingshang, who was carrying 80 kilograms of heavy objects, ran alone on the road. The natural disaster was that a thunder struck directly on the guy's head. A miracle happened. The guy's hair was still standing up. With a crackling sound of green thunder, he was struck again.

After the thunderstorm, Dugu Mingshang, who was originally cold in the body, sat up. He looked around and said in a daze: "Why do I have this memory? Have I traveled through time?!" At this time, Dugu Mingshang's eyes lit up.

Dugu Mingshang carried an eighty-pound load and moved forward steadily on the mountain road: "These turtle grandsons, please call you, Mr. Dugu, to serve you, sooner or later, I will find it back." This is no longer the original Dugu Mingshang. A modern young man traveled over and resurrected his soul by borrowing a corpse.

The moment before traveling through time, the young man was so angry that he was so angry that he was reacting with his second-hand desktop computer. He grabbed the keyboard with one hand and held it with both hands, lifted his thighs, and smashed the keyboard hard on his legs, splitting it into two. He immediately screamed: "I have a keyboard worth 200 yuan!" The young man who was angry was holding two halves of the keyboard and smashed it hard at the computer: "It's all you, since such garbage, I'll give it to me."

The hissing sparks pounded, and the young man's anger calmed down a little: "What's the sound?" A loud noise came from outside the house, and the young man thought to himself: "Is it thundering?"

With a loud "click", the young man was about to shake off the keyboard in his hand, when suddenly a broken wire flashed and flew to the young man's hand, and then a dazzling white light was shining in front of him.

After traveling through time, the soul of Dugu Mingshang is not the same person as before. Perhaps because he absorbed the memories of Dugu Mingshang, Dugu Mingshang now finds that he is very interested in literary things, and his memory is even better than the past. He really can't forget it after reading it.

"Fortunately, my talent for martial arts is not the best I used to be. After a month of my visit, I fully met the requirements for entry, but the only Jianhu Palace is not my dream. If I hadn't known that the forbidden area in the back mountain had the best martial arts secret book in the world, Beiming Divine Arts, I would have withdrawn from the Wuliang Sword Sect and become a disciple of other sects. Anyway, I have not been accepted as a disciple, and doing this would not be a betrayal of the master. What if I betrayed? The people here did not regard me as theirs, and they were happy all day long and beat and scolded me at will." Dugu Mingshang thought angrily, and had returned to Jianhu Palace without realizing it.

"Ming Shang, come back, see what dishes you have chosen today, haha!" A disciple from Jianhu Palace approached Dugu Ming Shang and looked at the things in the basket. "That's great, they are all dishes we like to eat. Do it well. I will pass on your swordsmanship again today, but with your internal strength, you can't use it even if you give it to you. Haha!" As he said that, he burst into laughter and patted Dugu Ming Shang's shoulder.

"That's right, the one and half moves of senior brother will be enough for me to benefit for the rest of my life." Dugu Mingshang said with disgust, but in his heart he was scolding this guy for only knowing the three-legged cat kung fu of Wuliang Sect and doing shameless words. He was just a frog in the well.

Dugu Mingshang fell to the ground with a muffled groan, feeling dizzy in his head, and must have been knocked on his forehead.

It turned out that this disciple was the proud disciple of Zuo Zimu, the head of Wuliang Sword Sect. Although the Jianhu Palace was occupied by the Dong Sect, the disciples of the East and West Sects still had contact. Once, Dugu Mingshang accidentally ran into Gan Guanghao who was traveling and Senior Sister Ge of the Western Sect together on the road. This was not a big deal, but Senior Sister Ge had never seen Dugu Mingshang before, so she couldn't help but take a look. Dugu Mingshang was originally from the School of Splendid Sect and was handsome, so Senior Sister Ge couldn't help but be stunned.

Since then, Gan Guanghao has become jealous and humiliated every time he sees Dugu famous merchants.

"Senior Brother, why did you know a disciple who can't even get into the sect?" It was Long Guangjie, a disciple of Wuliang Sect. Long Guangjie walked around and said, "Senior Brother, this is your fault. Brother Ming Shang is in charge of our food. At least everyone will go hungry. And if you complain in front of the master, you will be taught a lesson by the master in front of everyone. At that time, the senior brother will not be able to get out of the stage."

"Hmph, just such a waste, dare? And the master couldn't remember that there was such a person in Jianhu Palace. If he hadn't been using him as a free labor force and freed up a lot of time for other disciples to do his homework, he would have driven out of Jianhu Palace long ago. Do you really think that the master is pitying his cowardly who is obsessed with martial arts but has not made any progress at all? I'm really laughing to death." Gan Guanghao didn't care at all, and he wanted to humiliate Dugu Ming Shang, so he wouldn't care whether he scolded him, let alone Zuo Zimu wouldn't do this at all.

Dugu Mingshang didn't say anything, stared at the ground with hatred, and said to himself: "When I get the Beiming Divine Art, the first one will take your life." He started to climb up, and suddenly stepped on his waist with one foot, "Oh, I'm sorry, Junior Brother Mingshang, I just wanted to pull you, but I didn't expect to step on you. I'm sorry." It was the voice of Long Guangjie.

"It's not a good job for two senior brothers, I can get up by myself." Dugu Mingshang was about to get up, but the kick on his waist suddenly increased force and slapped on the ground again with a bang. The strength of the kick came very suddenly. Dugu Mingshang thought it would be fine if he bullied it, but today's situation was not the case. Because he suddenly stepped on it again, Dugu Mingshang was completely unprepared, his face suddenly hit, and a piercing pain on his lips. The flame of hatred spurted out from Dugu Mingshang's eyes, but he didn't raise his head, a drop of blood fell down and splashed on the dust, and his lips were broken.

"Haha!" The two of them smiled happily when they saw Dugu Mingshang's miserable situation.

"Senior Brother Gan?" Long Guangjie looked at Gan Guanghao with inquiring eyes. Gan Guanghao understood what he meant and nodded, expressing his satisfaction.

"Junior Brother Long, aren't we going down the mountain to do business? We can't be delayed here because of a waste."

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

"Bang!" Dugu Mingshang turned around and saw that one of his baskets was kicked over by Long Guangjie.

"Junior Brother Long, you are too careless. If you do this, wouldn't it be a problem for me to pick it up all of them? Otherwise, if you don't have enough points, you might be kicked out of the Wuliang Sword Sect, haha." Gan Guanghao persuaded "good intention".

"I should look like a senior brother, I will help him pick it up!" Long Guangjie said, but he kicked his feet a few more times, and the vegetable was kicked further away. The two of them walked down the mountain with a smile. At this time, a few disciples of the Wuliang Sect had gathered around him, but they had no sympathy at all. They looked at Dugu Mingshang with a sarcastic look.

"Isn't this guy called a genius when he was a child? Why did he feel humiliated everywhere when he came here to practice martial arts?" A disciple who once knew Dugu's famous merchants later said mockingly.

"Hmph, such a waste also wants to learn the most supreme martial arts. It's simply a fool. Isn't it good to be an ordinary person? I'll suffer one's own fault." A voice was filled with hatred.

"Worry, he's here!" said a new disciple.

"Who will be afraid of him? I just let him hear it. If you don't have the ability, don't hang out in this world, otherwise we will have to ask us to collect his body!" His tone was extremely resentful.

Dugu Mingshang glanced at these people, smiling, and not angry at all.

These people had never celebrated a festival with Dugu Mingshang, but were just trying to please Gan Guanghao and Long Guangjie. The most ruthless thing I just said was the disciple who once cooked for Jianhu Palace with Dugu Mingshang. Now he pushed everything to Dugu Mingshang and had most of his time to do his homework. However, he was not grateful at all, but he was more embarrassed than other people and others, because he was afraid that Gan Guanghao would think that he and Dugu Mingshang had had a friendship and made things difficult for him. Therefore, he was the most active among his disciples, as if Dugu Mingshang was his life-and-death enemy.

Dugu Mingshang smiled, but his eyes were filled with cold light, and he thought to himself: "How can you understand my ability?"
Chapter completed!