Zongwu: Blind box shop, Wanwan hits the mark

The girls did not doubt Qin Zhixuan's words, and they all stood up wearing their undershirts and panties. Huang Rong, Qu Feiyan, and Su Ying looked at the graceful curves of the other girls in front of them, and then looked at their own toes. They immediately curled their lips, thinking that they had to eat more to grow bigger.

After the women came out, Qin Zhixuan finally understood what the painting of beauties emerging from their baths meant. It was simply a hundred flowers blooming, competing for beauty. No wonder there were so many incompetent emperors. He now understood the feelings of those incompetent emperors who liked beauty.

Wanwan, Huang Rong and the others all had slightly red faces, with their wet hair casually draped over their shoulders, looking full of charm.

Qin Zhixuan thought to himself, should he find some time to look at pictures of real beauties emerging from their baths? They are all his own people anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to look at them himself!

At this time, Wei Zhenzhen walked to Qin Zhixuan's side and asked gently: "Master, do you want to eat something?"

Qin Zhixuan nodded and said slowly, "You and Rong'er, go and cook a few dishes."

Huang Rong nodded, and followed Wei Zhenzhen to the kitchen to cook. Jiang Yuyan went to get a pot of hot water for everyone.

A moment later, Huang Rong and Wei Zhenzhen prepared a few side dishes and brought them to the table. Qin Zhixuan took out the magical tablecloth that Zhao Min had opened before, covered one side of the table under their curious eyes, and then pulled it directly. Suddenly, several plates of steaming hot dishes appeared on the table.

Everyone's face showed a look of surprise, and Qu Feiyan and Su Ying looked at each other. Qu Feiyan picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table with some curiosity, picked up a piece of meat, put it in her mouth and started eating. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. Although it was not as delicious as what Sister Rong'er and Sister Zhenzhen made, it was already a rare delicacy.

Everyone was a little surprised that the food in front of them was actually real. Wanwan and others who had seen this tablecloth naturally knew what it was.

Time passed quietly as everyone chatted. After eating and drinking, Lianxing was pulled away by Yaoyue with a look of reluctance on her face.

Only after Qin Zhixuan exchanged martial arts skills with them did the Can Shop fall into complete silence.

On the other side, in the secret room of Songshan School.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the secret letter in his hand with a grim expression, and the internal force in his body exploded, directly shattering the letter in his hand.

He never expected that his plan for Hengshan Sect would also fail. The Huashan Sect successfully escaped the disaster last time with the help of Ximen Chuxue. This time, the Hengshan Sect encountered Dongfang Bubai of the Sun and Moon Sect who came to help. Zuo Lengchan felt the danger of the world.

Don’t you just want to be the leader of one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects?

Zuo Lengchan felt that everyone was against him, and a gloomy look appeared on his face. He thought of the message he had just received from his master saying that he would come over in a while.

If he knew that I hadn't taken down the Five Mountains Sword Sect in such a long time, I would not be able to face him.

Zuo Lengchan suddenly recalled the news from the spies he had arranged in Huashan, which said that the disciples of Huashan Sect had been disappearing inexplicably recently, and Linghu Chong, Lao Denuo and Lu Dayou had died directly.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan came up with an idea and a sinister smile appeared on his face. Since the two sects did not agree to merge, then there was no need for them to exist.

The next day, early morning.

Zuo Lengchan called his disciples and gave them a few instructions, and then they walked down the mountain.

A confident look appeared on Zuo Lengchan's face.

On the other side, on the official road outside Luoyang City.

A carriage was rushing towards Luoyang City, and the person driving the carriage was Guo Furong's maid Xiaoqing.

A beautiful woman with an exquisite face leaned out of the car to look at the surrounding environment and asked Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, where are we now?"

Xiaoqing looked at the familiar surroundings and said, "Sister Wuqing, we're almost in Luoyang. Do you need to rest at the inn first?"

This person is none other than Sheng Yayu, the ruthless one among the Four Famous Constables.

Wuqing shook his head and said calmly: "No need to rest, just go ahead!"

Hearing Wuqing's words, Xiaoqing nodded and drove the carriage towards Luoyang City.

Wuqing retreated and looked at the scenery outside the window that was constantly receding. She was thinking and analyzing what was going on. As for what Xiaoqing said about the small jar that could reveal a lot of things, she didn't believe it at all. She only believed in her own judgment and what she saw with her own eyes.

Luoyang City, inside the jar shop.

Qin Zhixuan woke up refreshed and saw the Slowpoke fishing with its tail by the pond, while the panda cub and Taxuexunmei were jumping and playing in the yard.

Wei Zhenzhen was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Qin Zhixuan walked slowly to the hall, then opened the shop door and started business, while he lay down on the reclining chair and took a nap.

After a while, Wei Zhenzhen brought this morning's breakfast to Qin Zhixuan and placed it on the table beside him.

Breakfast was simple: a few meat buns, a bowl of soy milk, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of kimchi.

Qin Zhixuan started eating breakfast.

At this time, other people also woke up one after another, and the jar shop gradually became lively.

"Shut up!"

A carriage slowly stopped in front of the jar shop. Xiaoqing jumped off the carriage and said, "Sister Wuqing, we're here!"

After hearing Xiaoqing's words, Wuqing, who had no idea what was going on, woke up from her thinking state. After thinking for so long, she still couldn't figure out how this jar shop had deceived Guo Furong.

The internal force in his body surged, and the curtain of the carriage in front of him seemed to be grabbed by someone's hand. Wuqing used his internal force to control his wheelchair to fly out and land in front of the jar shop.

Wuqing looked up at the quaint little jar shop in front of her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. This place was so quaint and old, but she didn't take it to heart, because she knew that some people liked to make the place where they lived quaint and simple, pretending to be an otherworldly master, so that it would help them cheat money.

Qin Zhixuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, also noticed someone coming. He immediately looked towards the door and saw a woman with a delicate face, a proud and stubborn expression sitting in a wheelchair, looking around vigilantly. The strange thing was that she was covered with a blanket, hiding her lower body.

Wuqing discovered that the shop's furnishings were very simple: two shelves lined with jars, and on the counter were some incomprehensible yet lifelike dolls. There was a table not far from the counter, and another strange table by the window near the door. Four beautiful women were gathered around the table, working on something...

As the two of them walked into the jar shop, everyone in the shop looked at them.

However, both of them have experienced big scenes, so they were not nervous or panicked.

The ruthless gaze was curiously cast at the only man in the store, Qin Zhixuan, who was sitting in a reclining chair.

Looking at Qin Zhixuan's handsome appearance, his deep and charming eyes like the starry sky, and his calm and composed expression, Wuqing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the owner of this small shop would be such a young man.

After a moment, Wuqing regained consciousness, looked at Qin Zhixuan with an unchanged expression, and asked, "Excuse me, are you the owner of this shop?"

Qin Zhixuan nodded and said slowly: "It is me. May I ask what are you doing in this shop, young lady?"

Qin Zhixuan felt that the woman in front of him did not want to open the jar, but instead wanted to cause trouble for him.

Wuqing said calmly, "I'm here to open the jar. How much do you sell it for?"

Hearing Wuqing's words, Qin Zhixuan said, "Currently, you can open two types of jars. One is this ordinary jar, of which you can open ten at a time. The other is this silver jar, of which you can only open one. After opening three rounds of silver jars or ordinary jars, you can open ten silver jars. You can open them once every seven days, and you can only choose one type to open each round. An ordinary jar costs one hundred taels each, and a silver jar costs one thousand taels each."

Hearing Qin Zhixuan's words, Wuqing raised his finger and pointed at the gold jar on the shelf of silver jars, and asked doubtfully, "Where is the gold jar?"

It was the gold jar that was refreshed and appeared on the silver jar shelf last night.

Qin Zhixuan shook his head: "You can't open that jar now."

Then Qin Zhixuan controlled the paper he had just collected a few days ago and stuck it on the golden jar.

Wuqing suddenly understood that the shop owner was using the tactic of playing hard to get.

Wuqing felt that he had figured out Qin Zhixuan's trick, so he took out a five-hundred-liang silver note and handed it to Qin Zhixuan: "Shopkeeper, I'll open five ordinary jars."

Wuqing planned to open five jars and then expose Qin Zhixuan, teach him a lesson, and make him change his ways.

Qin Zhixuan took the banknote and said with a smile, "Pick your choice!"

After hearing Qin Zhixuan's words, Wuqing turned his wheelchair and quickly and randomly selected five jars.

Qin Zhixuan's mind moved, and the five cans that had just been chosen by Wuqing flew out from the shelf and landed steadily on the table for opening cans.

Seeing Qin Zhixuan's move, Wuqing's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly alert in his heart.

The fact that he could do this was enough to prove that the man in front of him was not simple at all.

Looking at the five ordinary jars placed on the table, a dart appeared in his hand. With a slight movement of his palm, the dart flew out and hit the first jar.

"Snapped!"

Along with the sound of a jar breaking, a pair of palm-sized crutches fell out and floated in the air.

Seeing that something could actually come out of the jar, Wuqing and Xiaoqing were both looking at the scene in front of them with surprise. However, when they saw clearly the palm-sized thing, Wuqing frowned with a calm expression. This thing looked like a crutch. Was the owner mocking him for not being able to walk?