Chapter 360 Wei Yang: It turns out to be a poor guy
Confused the middle-aged woman and exposed herself.
Then, Wei Yang turned around and left.
Do good deeds without leaving a name.
Behind the scenes, there was an uproar. Obviously, this kind of thing was too exciting, and one can imagine the consequences.
Wei Yang was not interested in watching it.
Keep leaving.
After that, Wei Yang walked around, eating when he was hungry, and finding a place to rest when he was agitated.
I walked out of cities, along national highways, and through villages and towns. I saw a lot of things and helped a lot of people. There was no need to give back any merit.
After all, it is not easy for ordinary people to accumulate merit, so it is better to leave it to them to protect their descendants.
As soon as the time changed, it was eight or nine o'clock in the morning the next day.
Wei Yang finally arrived at the small village at the foot of Wuyi Mountain and saw Master Jiang's rural courtyard.
Thinking that he would soon be able to get the spiritual tea that he had longed for, Wei Yang smiled expectantly.
Covered with thoughts, looking for Master Jiang.
Suddenly, Wei Yang was stunned.
I sensed that there were quite a lot of people in the courtyard lobby, and there were actually practitioners and a few warriors!
Hey!
Lao Jiang’s circle of friends is very wide!
But soon, Wei Yang discovered something was wrong. After listening for a while, he bared his teeth and smiled.
Sure enough, it is the treasure that touches people's hearts.
now.
Small courtyard, inside the main room.
An old man over fifty years old, with an ugly face, said in a low voice: "Old Jiang, our Wang family and Jiang family have been friends for a hundred years, why is this?"
Master Jiang sneered: "What a century-old friendship, a century-old friendship, just to let me deceive customers? How is this behavior different from theft?"
"Why are you cheating customers? My Wang family doesn't get it for nothing. No matter how much it costs, my Wang family won't lose a penny." The half-hundred-year-old man retorted angrily.
"Money? Wang Xingjun, we are not children. Compared with a treasure like Lingcha, money is nothing. I will give you money, can you buy Lingcha for me?" Master Jiang looked sarcastic.
The face of the half-hundred-year-old man became gloomy: "Old Jiang, don't you have any room for accommodation? I came to buy spiritual tea not for myself, but mainly because I heard that this is the best spiritual tea, which can cleanse the five internal organs and prolong life. I, the old man of the Wang family, have a good health
No, I just need this spiritual tea to maintain my health."
Master Jiang said: "I have said it several times, this spiritual tea is not mine, it was sent by my client. The client believed me when he sent it, but you asked me to sell it to you privately? You do this,
Where do you put me? Is this what you call a century-old friendship? You really value friendship."
As he said this, Master Jiang looked a little disappointed.
Obviously, he actually cares about the Wang family. After all, the friendship has lasted for hundreds of years and has been passed down through generations.
Now, for the sake of profit, he does such a thing, which is no different from a robber.
"Jiang Zhengxin, you are going too far. Whatever I say today, I must take away the spirit tea. This is my old man's only chance at the moment. I don't allow accidents." The half-hundred-year-old man suddenly stood up and gritted his teeth.
Jiang Zhengxin sneered: "Impossible. If you want spiritual tea, then kill me first."
"You think I don't dare!"
Jiang Zhengxin was too lazy to talk nonsense and looked directly at the half-hundred-year-old man.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and a chilling feeling slowly emerged.
Bang bang bang bang!
At this moment, the sound of applause suddenly sounded, breaking the atmosphere.
Inside the house, the expressions of the half-hundred old people brought by them all changed drastically.
The monk subconsciously touched the magic weapon.
People who practice martial arts arch their spines and prepare for action.
The other bodyguards reached for their pistols.
Because the visitor didn't attract their attention at all, and he arrived at the door of the main room.
If there are any bad intentions in this, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable.
"It's such a great drama. For the sake of profit and friendship, I don't want it anymore. I admire it. I admire it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yang stepped into the hall.
"Mr. Wei!"
Seeing Wei Yang, Master Jiang was overjoyed and stood up and shouted.
Mr. Wei?
The half-hundred-year-old man's eyelids sank slightly, knowing that this was the owner of Lingcha.
He was also a little worried about this.
To be able to hold the best spiritual tea, one must be an expert from the Qi sect.
The Wang family is actually not easy to offend.
But the best spiritual tea is too tempting, especially for the Wang family. It is simply a life-saving straw. As long as the old man takes it, he will definitely extend his life by a few years.
In this way, the Wang family can better transition rights, complete the handover, and make many arrangements.
Therefore, the old man Banbai weighed it again and again, and finally decided to take a risk. While Wei Yang was away, he got the tea first, saved the old man, and made the deal a reality.
In this way, even if the Wang family is blamed, the Wang family can choose to make up for it.
After all, if you drink it all, it will be useless even if you spit it out.
However, now, Wei Yang came too quickly, making the half-hundred-year-old man feel a little regretful.
If I had known this, I should have taken action directly, grabbed it and left, rather than wrangling here and wasting time.
"Master Jiang, are the tea leaves ready?" Wei Yang didn't look at the half-white old man and just asked Master Jiang.
Master Jiang nodded: "Well, fortunately, I have fulfilled my duty and my craftsmanship is not old. The tea is of top quality and the loss is minimal."
Wei Yang said: "It's really troublesome, please take out the spiritual tea."
Master Jiang subconsciously glanced at the half-white old man and then at Wei Yang.
Wei Yang smiled and nodded.
Master Jiang then turned around, entered the bedroom, and then activated a mechanism. He actually opened a wall, entered a small dark room, and took out a sandalwood box from inside.
Soon, he came out again and handed the sandalwood box to Wei Yang.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
A figure, as soon as it passes by, wants to snatch the box.
Snap!
The next moment!
The man suddenly flew backwards at a faster speed, hit the wall with a bang, and fell to the ground again. All the bones in his body were broken, blood was constantly vomited out of his mouth, he twitched twice, and then died.
"Second brother!" A man screamed, and then a man ran to the side of the deceased person, with a sad face.
"What a master from the Qi family, so cruel!" The man hugged his dead brother, tears streaming down his face, and then looked at Wei Yang resentfully.
At this time, Wei Yang calmly took the box from Master Jiang's hand, opened it and smelled it, and the fragrance suddenly hit his nostrils, making him feel refreshed.
It is really the best spiritual tea, and it makes people feel relaxed and happy just by smelling it.
After putting away the box with satisfaction, Wei Yang looked at the man who was glaring at him resentfully.
"What's your logic? He wants to steal my things, so I can't fight back?" Wei Yang said.
"Then you can't be so ruthless and just steal something. The crime won't lead to death, right?"
Wei Yang sneered: "Is this what you have been saying since elementary school? Or have you been with the powerful for a long time and got used to bad habits, thinking that everything you do is the right thing to do? Isn't this a crime that will lead to death? You deserve to be punished for saying such things.
No death is unjust."
"you!"
Wei Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him, but looked at the half-white old man: "I can give my things to whomever I want to give them, and no one can take them away from me if I don't want to give them to me. Do you think this is right?"
The half-hundred-year-old man looked ugly, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart and said: "Mr. Wei, I'm sorry, my subordinate is ignorant and offended."
Wei Yang smiled and said: "That's right. If you make a mistake, you have to admit it. You can't do bad things and blame others shamelessly. This is a twisted mind. If you don't discipline it well, sooner or later you will report it to the Lord of Hell.
"
Half a hundred old people almost vomited blood. This was referring to Sang scolding Huai.
No matter how angry you are, it's not a good time to get angry now.
He forced himself to calm down and continued: "Mr. Wei's lesson is, now, Mr. Wei, can we have a good talk?"
"What are we talking about? Are we familiar with each other?" Wei Yang smiled.
"My Wang family needs the best spiritual tea. Can Mr. Wei give up his love? You can make any conditions," said the half-hundred-year-old man with a sincere face.
Wei Yang smiled and said, "What you said is a bit bragging."
The half-hundred-year-old man was stunned and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Wei, my Wang family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, has always said what it says and does what it says."
"Are you sure? Since you are so confident, then let's talk about it. Since the Wang family is an inherited family, you should know the value of the best spiritual tea. It can prolong life. For mortals, this is equivalent to an elixir."
"You said, such a treasure, what would you buy it with? Tianchao coins? How many Tianchao coins do you think is appropriate? Ten billion? Hundreds of billions? Then hundreds of billions, hundreds of billions and a half. I want cash, do you have it?" Wei Yang
Asked with a smile.
Half a hundred old people were silent.
"Now, let's not talk about favor transactions and repayment in the future. To put it bluntly, this is prostitution for free. It is an act more shameless than robbery. I believe that a dignified family will definitely not be able to do it."
"If you can come up with something I like, I can exchange it for half a liang of tea. That's fine. I'm a very talkative person. I deal fairly and I don't bully others."
Wei Yang continued speaking, blocking out his words, and then looked at the half-hundred-year-old man with a smile.
It's a family that talks a lot, but keeps a mouth shut.
OK, come and flex your muscles and let me see how rich you are.
The half-hundred-year-old man looked embarrassed.
Well, if we have treasure, how about secretly coming to Master Jiang to trade?
But if you want to buy the best spiritual tea, even a single leaf is of immeasurable value. No matter how much you ask, people are rushing to get it.
As for the old man of the Wang family, he was suffering from many diseases and his body was severely overdrafted. He needed not just a leaf, but at least one or two spiritual teas to have the effect of bringing him back to life.
However, half a hundred old people have now discovered.
He couldn't afford a serious deal.
And it looks like it can't be beaten.
This is a bit embarrassing.
"What? Can't you afford it? Look, I said you were bragging, but you are still making excuses."
"That's enough for you."
Next to the half-hundred-year-old man, a middle-aged man couldn't help shouting angrily.
Wei Yang glanced at him, his eyes were sharp and penetrated his soul. He couldn't help but cover his neck, feeling as if he was being strangled. He couldn't breathe and his face turned red from holding back.
Seeing that his eyes were turning white and he was about to die, suddenly the restraint on his neck seemed to be loosened, and he finally felt that he could breathe. He gasped for breath, his face was in shock, and his whole body was shaking.
"If you don't have the strength, just stand still and don't talk nonsense. Wouldn't you be a low-key person? You have grown so old for nothing."
Wei Yang sneered.
Then he looked at the half-hundred-year-old man and said, "Tell me, do you want to buy it or not? Don't waste my time. We are all decent people. Can we be more efficient?"
Forced by Wei Yang's momentum, half a hundred old people did not dare to look at each other, and they were so embarrassed that they could dig their toes out of the three rooms and one living room.
Finally, he couldn't help turning around and strode away.
Wei Yang curled his lips and said disdainfully in a voice that half a hundred old people could hear: "Turns out he is just a poor guy who is just pretending."
The half-hundred-year-old man staggered and almost fell down. His face was even redder. He was angry and annoyed, but he had nothing to say and could only speed up his pace.
The old man's men also followed him in despair.
At this time, Wei Yang looked at the stunned Master Jiang and said with a smile: "Old Jiang, are you interested in hanging out with me?"