Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Zhao Meng looked over and saw that most of the liquid inside had already flowed out and evaporated quickly. Before Zhao Meng could say anything, the enthusiastic stall owner suddenly changed his expression and looked at Zhao Meng very seriously.

"Oh my lord, why are you so careless? This bottle of ambergris is a priceless treasure, lord."

Zhao Meng looked at the unknown liquid that had been spilled on the ground and evaporated without leaving anything. He did smell a smell the moment it fell. However, as to whether it was the ambergris that the stall owner mentioned, it was most likely impossible. Ambergris does exist. It is said to be a magical medicine that can bring people back to life and improve their cultivation. How could a magical medicine of this level be sold on the street? And if that bottle of liquid is ambergris, why would it be placed in such an inappropriate position if it is so precious? Do people who have such items still need to set up stalls? Obviously, this is a trap. Zhao Meng was also quite annoyed that he encountered such a thing for the first time when he entered the city. He knew that he had encountered a rogue. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. He also took out a piece of five-colored crystal from his body and placed it on the stall.

Zhao Meng: "You know exactly what yours is. I just like your snake grass. How about I pay a little more and buy it?"

The stall owner said: "What are you talking about, little brat? Of course mine is ambergris. If you don't take out a hundred five-colored crystals today, you can't leave."

When I heard a hundred of them, all kinds of noises suddenly broke out around me.

"Is he crazy? One hundred pills."

"Yeah, anyone can see it's a scam, but he actually took it seriously."

"Even robbery can't steal so much at one time"

Zhao Meng was also the stall owner who looked at the lion and opened his mouth

“What if I can’t get it out?”

Stall owner: "Can't take it out? If you can't take it out, just leave it here."

After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Meng directly.

Zhao Meng: "At the late stage of the warrior realm, I do have the capital to be arrogant, but it's not enough."

The stall owner: "You are just a little warrior in the early stage. I want to see who gave you the right to talk to me like this."

The two men started fighting directly on the street. This was not the first time that Zhao Meng faced a warrior in the late stage of the martial arts realm, so the opponent did not defeat Zhao Meng as easily as he thought after several rounds. In addition, the noise of people talking around made the stall owner embarrassed for a while.

"I can't even beat a warrior in the early stage."

"That's normal. After all, things are fake, and so are people..."

"Hahaha"

Hearing these voices, the stall owner seemed to be running wild and instantly accelerated to Zhao Meng's side, and also used all his strength. When the big hand was about to fall on Zhao Meng, a force directly bounced the stall owner's hand away. Zhao Meng looked up and saw that it was Uncle Chen and the white-haired Venerable Jin Qiu who had been behind him just now.

The White-haired Venerable: "Instead of using all your strength to deal with a junior, why don't an old man like me fight you for a few moves?"

The stall owner looked at the man who was speaking. He was wearing simple clothes, some of which were even torn. He smiled contemptuously and said, "Who are you? Looking at you, are you this boy's servant? Your master is not qualified to talk to me like this, let alone you, a servant."

Hearing the words "slave" and "servant", Zhao Meng subconsciously glanced at the white-haired venerable. He didn't know what would happen to the stall owner, but he knew that the stall owner was in trouble, so he shook his head and was about to step back. However, the stall owner thought that Zhao Meng wanted to escape, so he grabbed him again. Zhao Meng stared at the hand that grabbed him without blinking. Before the hand reached him, Zhao Meng heard a cold voice.

White-haired Venerable Jinqiu: "Who do you say is a slave?"

Then there was a shrill scream, the voice was from the stall owner who had just grabbed him fiercely. At this moment, his wrist was slowly bending backwards uncontrollably. If it continued like this, the whole wrist would be broken. However, the stall owner was sensible and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

The stall owner said: "I was blind and didn't recognize a great man. I hope you can be magnanimous and forgive me this time. I promise there won't be a next time."

The white-haired Venerable Jin Qiu: "Then is that bottle of weird stuff of yours ambergris?"

"No, no, it's just a bottle of broken stuff. I framed you, please let me go, I will never lie again."

He begged for mercy while screaming miserably. Then the white-haired Venerable Jin Qiu looked at the snake-shaped grass that he liked, and the stall owner immediately handed it to him.

The stall owner said: "This is my way of apologizing to you, sir."

The White-haired Venerable did not say much, but turned around and floated towards the stall owner to offer him five five-colored crystals. This was the price of this snake-shaped grass. Zhao Meng also glanced at the stall owner and turned away without saying a word. As Zhao Meng and the other two left, the crowd behind them, which had been silent just now, suddenly exploded.

"It's rare to be able to make Fatty Liu lose face."

"Fatty Liu has really gotten into trouble this time."

"But it's good that someone finally took care of this scoundrel."

The stall owner was the one called Fatty Liu. He looked at the people who were leaving and his expression of begging for mercy immediately changed to another expression, revealing a vicious expression again.

Fatty Liu: "You son of a bitch, just wait for me. Don't think you can bully me just because someone is backing you up. I, Fatty Liu, am not someone you can easily mess with."

The white-haired Venerable Jin Qiu also threw the snake-shaped grass directly to Zhao Meng.

The White-haired Venerable: "It's just a piece of grass, and you still want to blackmail me."

Zhao Meng also hurriedly caught it carefully. To Zhao Meng, this was not a piece of broken grass.

Zhao Meng: "Thank you, senior."

White-haired Venerable Jin Qiu: "I will take my things after my wounds are healed."

Zhao Meng: "I am always at your service, senior."

This was something that had already been agreed upon long ago. What's more, it was someone else's property and was just being returned to its original owner.

After walking around and finding that there was nothing else interesting to see, Zhao Meng returned to his accommodation first. When he got back, he found that the luggage and belongings in the house were thrown everywhere. Zhao Meng looked at it calmly. After all, there were no valuables in the house. This situation made Zhao Meng very unhappy. Since they had come to his door, Zhao Meng directly called the waiter, who immediately went in after seeing the situation in the house.

The waiter said: "Sir, you didn't lose anything, did you? Are you okay? This is the first time we have encountered a thief in our store."

Zhao Meng: "Are there any suspicious people coming in or out today?"

The waiter said: "Sir, let me think about it. It seems that there is really no suspicious person. But I will tell the boss to change the room for you."

Zhao Meng also nodded and walked out thoughtfully. He was a newcomer here. If it was an ordinary thief, it would be fine, but why would an ordinary thief choose to strike in the daytime?