Yujia Town is the only market in the fishing villages around the south bank of Dongting Lake, and many villagers come here to sell fish.

In the cities around Yueyang City, the towns would come here to buy fish. Ning Wuque and the young people in the village entered the Fisherman Town. However, he was not here to sell fish, but to buy books and paper.

There is a fish market to the south of Yujia Town, and there are some merchant shops to the north. When they come to a book pavilion selling paper and pens, Ning Wuque walked in.

Some calligraphy and paintings were hung in the store, and the ink was fragrant.

"Shopkeeper, how much does this pen cost? It's not a rare thing, how can it be sold for 100 cents?"

With a scream, several young men stood beside a shelf with a wolf-haired brush hanging on it. The ruler was long and pointed, as thick as a thumb.

Several scholars around him gathered together, and they were also secretly smacking their tongues. A brush of 100 stakes is too expensive!

The money has always been enough for an ordinary family to live for half a year!

Ning Wuque looked in the sound and was slightly stunned.

"magic weapon?"

There was a trace of magic power fluctuation on the pen, and the light of inspiration was shining. Moreover, there was a white aura on the pen. During the past two years, Ning Wuque had also seen many people who were studying. He had a breath of aura in his heart, not afraid of ghosts, gods and demons. This aura was even comparable to the aura in the hearts of some great scholars.

"Is it the group of Jinghe Dragon Grandchildren last night?"

When he noticed the young men on the side, Ning Wuque raised his eyebrows. He was attracted by the dragons he had seen last night. After the demon clan transformed into a human form, it could change into a human form. This change is unchangeable unless you can learn some changes, such as Sun Wukong's Seventy-Two Changes and Tianpeng's Thirty-Six Changes.

These little dragons just used magic tricks, making people unable to see the dragon horns above their heads, not changes.

The art of illusion is much simpler than the art of change. Even Ning Wuque can transform into different forms. Illusion is just a technique of confusion. It has a higher cultivation level and can see through it at a glance. When a mortal is open-minded, it can also see through some illusions.

"Several young masters, this money is a treasure passed down by my family. If it weren't for the shortage of money in the family, I wouldn't have sold it. If it were normal for me, the money would have been given to me by one thousand guan, and I wouldn't have sold it."

A thin old scholar stood aside and wiped the sweat from his forehead. These young men in gorgeous clothes looked like they had extraordinary origins, which made him think in his heart.

"It's just a broken pen, a thousand guan? You go and grab it. This is fifty guan. The pen is taken away by me!"

The young man in green sneered, threw out fifty silos of money from his sleeve, piled up in a pile, and reached out to grab the brush.

"Fifty taels, too little. I won't sell this money!"

The old scholar's eyes turned red. He was robbing him clearly, so he reached out to grab the brush.

"Hmph... Old guy, if it weren't for my uncle's sake, I wouldn't even give you a penny, so let it go."

The young master in Qingyi pushed the old scholar away, but this push was a secret force. The old scholar caught him off guard and took a few steps back and sat on the ground. The young master around him laughed. The young master in Qingyi grabbed the brush with joy in his eyes.

"Let's go..."

"Give me the pen back, I won't sell it..." Seeing that his family heirloom was taken away like this, the old scholar used both hands and feet and caught up with the young master in Qingyi.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the young master in Qing's clothes, and he slapped his right hand, "Old guy, don't know how to live or die!"

Bang...

He held the hand that the young master in Qingyi clapped tightly with one hand. Qingyi was shocked and looked at the owner of the hand, with a shocked look in his eyes, "Is it you?"

"Forgive others if you have to forgive them. If you do too much evil, you will be punished!"

Ning Wuque hummed coldly, holding the young master in Qing's clothes, and slapped his palm firmly. The old scholar could not get out of bed in his life.

"Strange scholar, let go, how can this young master's hand be able to hold it like you?"

The young master in Qing kept trying to break free from Ning Wuque's hand, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, extremely cold.

"Is that so? I think pinching your hands will dirty my hands!" Ning Wuque let go of his hand and used a skillful force. The young man in blue was shocked several steps away, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

"Brother..." Several young men around him supported him and looked at Ning Wuque fiercely.

The young master in Qing shook away the people around him and stared at Ning Wuque coldly, "Okay, it's so good, a stinky scholar, remember this young master, let's go!"

Ning Wuque blocked the door and smiled, "Wait, I'll take that pen away. Should I pay the money first?"

"Boy, do you know who we are?" A young man in purple shouted coldly.

Ning Wuque glanced at him, "Who cares who you are? It's a dragon or a snake, it's all my business. If you want something, just buy it with money. How can the value of that pen be measured by the worldly yellow and white things?"

"You are looking for death..." A young man in yellow looked like a bad temper, and rushed towards Ning Wuque, with his claws wrapped around the cold wind.

The young master in Qingyi stopped the young master in yellow, with a gloomy face, "Second, stop, the third brother's affairs are not yet decided. Don't miss the third brother's affairs. If you deal with someone, you will have a chance."

"This is fifty taels, put it away, don't disappear!"

The young man in green rolled out fifty jin of money on his cuffs. The thin old scholar was stunned. How could the cuff hold so much money? One hundred jin of money is more than tens of jin!

"Let's go..."

The young master in Qingyi stared at Ning Wuque with cold eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unscrupulous and unconcealed.

"Wait, one hundred coins are enough? And, you really think I am a fool, you are a fool, don't treat others as a fool."

Ning Wuque smiled faintly, pointed his fingers and the hundred guan of money on the ground suddenly disappeared, leaving only a pile of gravel.

"Take a pile of rotten stones to deceive people? This trick is long outdated. I think the piece of jade on your waist is pretty good, so let's leave it for the store."

The old scholar was stunned, and the scholar in the shop looked like a ghost, pointing at the young masters.

"So it's a liar..."

"I didn't expect that wearing gorgeous clothes would be a group of tricks on the street."

Seeing that Ning Wuque broke his illusion and the sarcastic voices around him, the handsome face of the young man in green rose and purple, and the others were not much better.

They are all young men in the Dragon Palace of Jinghe River. How did they suffer such humiliation, let alone being humiliated by mortals?

"Why, I still want to do it? Aren't you afraid of missing a big deal?" Ning Wuque looked at Jilong with a smile, held his hands, and stood at the door.

The young master in Qing took a deep breath, pulled down the jade pendant on his waist, threw it to the shop owner, and glanced at Ning Wuque, "Don't let me meet you again, let's go!"

"Stinking scholar, you're dead!"

Ning Wuque watched Jilong leave and thought, maybe he would see you soon.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." The thin old scholar bowed and thanked Ning Wuque.

"I saw the injustice on the road and drew my sword to help you. I guess I don't know if there are good talisman paper and cinnabar here?"

“Yes, yes…”

On the shore of Dongting Lake, several dragons gathered together and kicked a few huge rocks. "It's so annoying. A mortal dares to treat us like this. If you don't kill him, it will be difficult to relieve my aura."

"Don't act rashly for the time being. Let's wait until the third brother's affairs have passed. Fortunately, the Spring and Autumn Pen fell on our hands. A jade pendant, and a Confucian treasure is worth it."

The young man in green reached out to his sleeve, his face changed in vain, and he looked extremely ugly, "Damn it... the Chunqiu pen is gone, it must have been taken away by the boy when he pinched my wrist."

"What? Chunqiu's pen is gone?" The dragons around him changed their faces, "Go and go back to find him."

"Wait, I have a feeling that we will see each other soon. When we go back now, we may not be able to find him. A mortal, who has mastered some tricks and dares to fight with us. He will not know how he dies."

The young man in green was extremely angry, his fists clenched and sneered.
Chapter completed!