Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

The man suddenly thought of something.

"The owner of the building has ordered that you cannot bring anyone in from today onwards."

Song Shaoqian's face froze, and his mood suddenly turned sour: "Why so sudden? You have to give a reason."

Finally got a chance to show off.

It was strangled in the cradle before it even started.

"You still want a reason?" The man rolled his eyes at him and exposed him in public: "The people you bring with you are not normal people."

This time it's a drama queen.

The guy last time was a troublemaker and almost ordered the restaurant to be owned by them, so the guy above threatened him and forbade him to bring anyone with him.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a direct disciple of the Wutan Sect, they would have had a bad fate.

Even he had to sit in a row opposite.

"No, buddy." Song Shaoqian put his hands on the man's shoulders and tried to bribe him: "Why don't you make some concessions like this."

"From now on, I'll take care of all the aphrodisiacs for you."

The man shook off his hand, with a righteous expression that said he would not accept any bribes: "Don't give me that. I don't need that kind of thing."

He is an upright gentleman, why would he need aphrodisiac?

"Let's discuss it again."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you stay at the door again, I will kick you too."

"..."

Su Ning felt the malice of the cultivation world, so she quietly got up and honestly set up a stall to earn the entry fee.

What keeps her going till now? Is it her yearning for restaurants?

No.

It was her ill will towards that boy just now!

"What are you selling?" Song Shaoqian was a righteous man. He did not think she was embarrassed and accompanied her to set up a stall to experience life.

Maybe he can make aphrodisiacs more popular.

Su Ning looked coldly. She heard every word of their conversation: "Can you bring people in? Is everything I did in vain?"

She failed to act and was laughed at instead.

"It's not in vain. From today on, I seem to be unable to lead anyone." Song Shaoqian was depressed. He didn't even have this privilege anymore.

How will he survive in the world of cultivation in the future?

"Oh, is this abandoned?"

"..." Song Shaoqian didn't say anything. He was completely shocked by what she was selling: "Why are you selling your worn pants?"

These shorts appear to be for men, why would she carry them with her?

Unbelievable.

It completely refreshed his three views on women.

"To ward off evil spirits." Su Ning ignored his shock and continued to sit and wait for customers. She was waiting for a destined person with a special hobby.

wrong.

Song Shaoqian noticed that the pattern on the pants was wrong, and he opened his mouth wide: "This... this... is the pants of the leader of Qingyun Sect?"

It is said that Sect Leader Yang loves bamboo.

Every piece of clothing on her body is embroidered with bamboo, and there is also one on these pants.

"Oh, you know what's good." Su Ning looked at him with satisfaction.

These shorts belong to Yang Cheng.

On the first day I arrived, I saw the shorts drying in his yard that looked a bit unique, so I thought that the world of cultivation was full of dangers, and it would be good to use this to ward off evil spirits.

Now it can still be sold for money.

"Are you from Qingyun Sect?" Song Shaoqian thought for a moment.

Su Ning ignored him and continued selling her panties.

After waiting for a whole afternoon, it was close to evening when the place really became lively, with all kinds of people setting up stalls and coming and going.

Song Shaoqian couldn't bear it any longer: "Why don't you buy something else? No normal person would buy pants that someone else has worn."

"How much are the pants?"

Just as he finished complaining, a cold male voice sounded from above.

There actually was someone with such a special fetish. Song Shaoqian raised his head, wanting to see the person's face, but his face turned green at the first sight.

The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was wearing a white robe, with delicate features and a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, which made him look cold and distant.

He stared at the pants on the stall with a playful expression.

Song Shaoqian reached out and touched Su Ning privately, feeling extremely anxious: You must not sell it to him, if you sell it to him, your good days will be over.

Su Ning ignored his hint and looked the man up and down. Seeing that he didn't look like someone who was short of money, she said, "No more, no less. How about 500 spirit stones?"

She only sells this one.

Whether he can enter the restaurant and beat up the young man depends on him.

Hearing her huge demands, Song Shaoqian cried out that he was doomed.

The man didn't think much of it and asked politely, "Five hundred spirit stones is not a small amount. Is this pair of pants worth that much?"

“Absolutely worth it.”

Su Ning glanced around and whispered, "You deserve the sect master's fairy pants. If you want to be the sect master, you must get one."

"Can you become the sect leader just by putting it on?" The man raised his eyebrows.

"necessary."

"Then I'll take this." The man threw her a purse and specifically reminded her, "I have a mysophobia, so give me a box to put it in."

Su Ning smiled happily: "Okay, okay, okay."

When the man took the box, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes. Finally, he took out a handkerchief and placed it between the box and his hand.

Who wouldn’t dislike that?

He bought it not because he had any special fetish, but because he wanted to laugh at it.

"Handsome guy." After the transaction was completed, Su Ning approached mysteriously and said, "Where is your home? I will notify you as soon as I have stock in the future."

"No thanks," he refused.

"That……"

"I have something else to do." The man obviously didn't want to listen to her nonsense.

Turned around and left.

At this time, Song Shaoqian ran over and shook her frantically: "I winked at you, why did you still sell your pants to him?"

What is the sect leader's fairy pants.

She is the sect leader, why does she need her torn shorts?

"What if we can't sell it?" Su Ning shrugged.

If you have money but don't make it, you're a fool. No matter who he is, the one with money is the boss. If he has money, she would even take off her own pants and give it to him.

"Of course not!" Song Shaoqian was almost mad at her. He turned her body over and let her see what was happening in the restaurant opposite.

Su Ning looked at him with doubt.

The gatekeeper who had kicked and mocked her just now saw the rich man and saluted him with both hands clasped.

His expression was full of respect.

I don't know what they said, but their eyes were vaguely glancing over here.

Su Ning had a bad feeling in her heart: "Who is he?"

"The leader of Lingyu Sect, Master Yan, be well." Song Shaoqian had no hope for her life or death: "He and your master have been at odds for many years."

Finally got a chance to laugh at Sect Leader Yang.

Within a day, the Qingyun Sect leader's underpants were sold by his disciple for five hundred spirit stones. They had a smell and had holes in them, but why was they sold at such a high price?

“……”Su Ning swallowed.

In the book, there is a reason why the two have been at odds with each other for many years. It seems that it was caused by the heroine, who is also her senior sister.

The heroine originally went to Lingyu Sect.

Halfway through, she was intercepted by her unscrupulous master, which caused the conflict between the two to worsen and turned out like this.

Su Ning felt a little scared.

"Can we get the things back before he does?"

Song Shaoqian shook his head: "No, you can't beat him."

Regardless of whether she couldn't win or not, Su Ning pulled him inside.

He was stopped by two people at the door again.

"I earned 500 spirit stones. Didn't that violate your rules?" Su Ning was extremely anxious and wanted to rush in immediately.

If they hadn't said that I wasn't allowed to pay, I would have had to sell things under their noses to earn the 500 spirit stones.

She had already emptied Song Shaoqian's money.

The man nodded: "No, it is not violated."

"Then why did you stop me?" she said angrily.

"I'm afraid you'll go in alive but not come out alive." When Sect Master Yan went in just now, he had already told him what he had bought and that there would be a big battle inside.

"Joke, I..."

"Sect Master Yang is also in there. The person who just bought your stuff is looking for him."

"..."