If you are knocked over by someone, you will have to pay him 5000 yuan in return. What's the truth!

The man threw the black cloth bag on the ground and laughed angrily: "ha ha, you can fool me with a broken letter. You really think I'm a three-year-old boy who is out of the world!"

"Oh, look at what you said. I've been yelling on the street for a long time. It's worth a lot of money. You've come up with it, but now you don't admit it?"

"What's the Wannian calligraphy? Your Wannian calligraphy is placed on the street and pressed with stones!" The man was irritated again.

"It's really a ten thousand year script. How can we cheat you with our identity?" Tang Qin walked straight up, felt a jade pendant under the willow waist, and then shook it at the crowd.

The jade pendant is crystal clear, as smooth as water, and the lines inside are clearly visible. Under the sunlight, it is light green.

Seeing the jade pendant in her hand, the man was obviously surprised. Looking at Tang Qin's eyes, he could not help but have a deep fear.

"You are also a man of wide knowledge. My jade pendant is a ten thousand year old jade at the bottom of the sulfur volcano in Fengyan Dynasty. It was taken out and made by master Yan Kun himself. Wearing this jade can not only ignore the miasma, but also whiten the skin and purify the soul. You say, I can easily take out a treasure which has been handed down for thousands of years. How can I deceive people in a calligraphy

"Here it is

After listening to Tang Qin's description, the man was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

The ten thousand year old jade sleeping at the bottom of the magma is indeed 100 times more valuable than the one thousand year old celadon vase in his hand. Moreover, it is hard to imagine what a terrible force is behind the person who can take out this jade pendant!

His eyes turned. The man arched his hand to Tang Qin and said in awe: "this girl, please forgive me for not seeing your identity clearly. But my celadon vase is a gift for Prince lie to see the sixth Prince of Fengyan Dynasty. Now it's destroyed here. I'm afraid that if Prince lie blames you..."

"Take the prince over me?"

Bai Chen sneered and said with disdain: "whether it's the prince of your wild country or the prince of our Fengyan Dynasty who destroyed my Wannian calligraphy, he has to give me money!"

"Bai Chen!"

I didn't expect that this guy even dared to disobey the prince. Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin quickly grabbed him and didn't let him go on.

It's a felony to disobey the prince by openly saying such arrogant words. This kind of crime is simply treason. It's not too much to ask!

Bai Chen says this words, the man obviously also didn't expect.

Staring at the face of Bai Chen's calm smile, the man took a deep breath of cold air and said: "good, good! You are cruel, you are cool, you are powerful! Let's We'll see! "

He is no longer nonsense, picked up the black bag, is about to mount, white Chen body suddenly a flash, directly pressed his shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden change surprised the man again. He wanted to get rid of the young man's palm. However, he was shocked to find that the young man's seemingly not generous palm was like a huge stone, which made his shoulder tingle and he couldn't move!

"Bai Chen, forget it..." Tang Qin comes to Bai Chen to dissuade him. Lin Mengyao also winks at him.

It's no joke to offend the prince!

See two female worried eyes, white Chen smile but don't speak, a press man's shoulder, another hand, is a horse neck of rein fierce pull, give pull down.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The man is really a little flustered this time. Is this guy the devil? He is the one who appeals to Prince lie. How dare he treat each other so rudely!

"Go, you!"

Bai Chen a light hum, press and hold the man, fiercely backward a throw, directly throw him to fall behind the willow.

At the moment when the man put on the tree trunk, Bai Chen secretly starts to drive fast, and his body appears like a ghost beside him. With a rein in his hand, he binds him to the tree trunk.

"What are you doing! Let go of me! I'm the messenger of Prince lie. Your rudeness will make the emperor angry! "

"Didn't you just say we'll see?" Bai Chen changed his previous frivolity and said with a smile: "in order not to bother you, just wait and see, so I'll ask you to wait and see!"

"Wait and see?"

The man's eyes widened and he didn't understand the boy's intention.

Not paying attention to the eyes of the public, Bai Chen squatted down and shook the ash on the calligraphy. Then he continued to shout to the gaping onlookers: "don't miss it when you pass by. This is the true work of Yang Ziqing, the poet of poetry. It has been handed down for thousands of years and is worth a lot of money. If you like the collection of calligraphy and painting, you might as well have a look."

Seeing Bai Chen hanging himself on a tree to watch him sell his goods, he finally realized the meaning of "wait and see". The man finally couldn't bear it. He roared hysterically: "Stinky boy, put me down, or I'll let Prince lie kill you! Kill your nine families"What a long story

The white Chen is not comfortable to lift to lift eyelid, the hand picks up a piece of stone to take advantage of a throw, directly smashed that man's remaining a front tooth.

Oh!

The sharp pain of tearing the heart made the man's blood come out of his mouth. At the moment, no matter how resentful or resentful he was, he did not dare to make a sound.

"Finally honest ~"

Bai Chen sighed, once again piled up a professional smile, and yelled at the people who were surprised.

However, those people were scared out of their wits. How dare they come to read some calligraphy? They dispersed one by one in a trance, and they were eager to leave this place of right and wrong.

For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the street became cold and solemn. Only Bai Chen and the man in the tree, even the runaway wild horse, had disappeared

"Brother Bai, is it too much for you to do so?"

Lin Mengyao approaches Bai Chen, a face afraid of small voice way.

Sniffing the unique fragrance of the girl beside him, Bai Chen burst into a burst of refreshing spirit, and couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, what's the score? I don't want him to go all the time, but also look at me all the time. How tired he is!"

At the sound of deliberately raising the volume of the play, the man tied to the tree suddenly looked low. His face was as black as a weathered steamed bread, and he didn't chew it.

"Well, it seems that we can't get anything today. Close the stall and come back tomorrow!"

Bai Chen lost a light sigh, rolled up the calligraphy, into the back of the bamboo tube.

Three people walk away gradually, Lin Mengyao takes advantage of Bai Chen not to notice, the palm in the sleeve moves slightly, the man in the distance, strangely falls off from the rope, and sits on the ground.

Stay on the front line and don't be too special.

This is Lin Mengyao's way of doing things, and it is also the teaching she received from childhood.

The first time felt her hand, the white Chen didn't stop, pretended a pair of don't feel appearance.

This girl is so kind-hearted!

In the heart of a helpless sigh, white Chen walk, deliberately close to Lin Mengyao, swing hand, from time to time to her little hand touch a, make her face red.