Start: Summon a Daji

Qin Feng and Lao Dao walked on the street without attracting attention, because there are not a few monks and Taoist priests in the city.

"The best sweet-scented osmanthus wine, come and taste it!"

The tavern clerk yelled hard, but there was no need to yell, the scent of wine mixed with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was the best advertisement.

The old man stretched his neck, and the Adam's apple in his throat slid up and down, and he swallowed countless times.

Qin Feng silently looked at his master's unpromising appearance, and he himself is considered a good drinker, but the principle he upholds is to drink when he has wine, and not to drink if there is no wine.

The old way is different, it means wanting to drink without wine, and binge drinking when there is wine!

Seeing the old Taoist's envious eyes, the man smiled and said: "Master Taoist, our sweet-scented osmanthus wine is truly unique in Jiuge City! Why don't you try it by a catty?"

"I haven't tasted it yet. If I bought it, if it doesn't taste good, wouldn't it be a waste?"

The old man pursed his lips and looked disdainful, Qin Feng wanted to drag him away, and told him: "Master, don't be ashamed!"

He spoke as if the person who was greedy for wine and swallowed his saliva just now was not you.

"The Daoist was just joking, otherwise, we will give you a taste for free, and you can buy it after you drink it." The man made a bowl of wine for the old Taoist, not too much, not too little, just one sip.

"Thank you Lord!"

The old Taoist took the bowl and drank it in one gulp, his face full of intoxication, the waiter smiled and said, "Master Taoist, isn't our wine good?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist came back to his senses and put on a regretful expression.

"It's not bad, it's not bad, but it's a little bit off, what a pity." After finishing speaking, the old man put down his wine bowl and left, as if he was afraid that the buddy would ask him for money.

What about Qin Feng?Already one step ahead of the old way.

It's too embarrassing, who is this old man?I do not know him!

The old man almost licked the wine bowl just now!

Qin Feng suddenly thought of how similar this scene was to himself in the ghost city, the difference was that he was bewitched in the ghost city, and the old man was a pure drunkard.

"Sell melons, sell melons!"

Qin Feng was attracted by the sound of selling melons, and found that there were many people gathered in front of him. It was really strange. How could a small melon shop have so many customers?

What's even more strange is that there is only one melon in the whole melon shop.

The man selling melons did not look ordinary. He had a strong body, a big beard, and piercing eyes. He did not look like an ordinary melon vendor.

"Come on, I'll give you a taste for free."

Melon vendors tore open watermelons with bare hands and distributed them to onlookers.

"Sweet, so sweet!"

"How much is this melon, give me two!"

"Where's the watermelon? Move it out! It's not short of money!"

The masses were full of praise for the watermelon, and Qin Feng couldn't help laughing. This is probably the real "melon-eating crowd".

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Sorry, I was a little tired yesterday so I didn't update it... To make up for it, I will challenge ten updates today for fake cigarettes!

In addition, this Grandma Ah Xiang was changed from a real story. If you are interested, you can check it online, it is very touching!

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"With all due respect, melon, I only have one."

The melon vendor put his hands behind his back and confessed frankly.

Everyone was immediately unhappy.

"Are you kidding us?"

"That is, if it weren't for you to come from the Western Regions, who would want to watch this excitement?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go."

When everyone was about to leave, the melon vendor took out a handful of seeds and said, "Wait! Although I don't have melons, I do have a handful of melon seeds. Why don't you wait?"

"Are you making fun of us? It's not the season to grow melons, even if it is, how long will it take for your melons to grow?"

"This person, shouldn't he be a lunatic?"

"unlucky!"

The melon vendor smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, how will you know if you don't try?" After that, he drew a shallow trench on the ground with his feet, bent down to bury the melon seeds and covered them.

When everyone was puzzled, they saw small melon seedlings growing out of the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The melon vendor laughed and said, "It's grown! The melon seedlings have grown!"

I saw the melon seedlings grow into melon vines, and small melons grew from the melon vines, and the small melons grew into big melons, densely packed with watermelons with big heads.

The whole process is just a cup of tea.

The melon vendor laughed again and said, "A melon, no matter how big or small, costs ten Wen."

"Ten texts? What's the difference between this and free?"

"Give me five!"

"God! It's really a god!"

Everyone was frantic and scrambled for the watermelon. The melon vendor smiled and said nothing. What he was selling was not melons, but he took this opportunity to plant "seeds" in the hearts of these people. When the time is right, they will become believers.

Qin Feng looked at the melon vendor with interest. In the eyes of this group of people, they were big watermelons, but to him they were just steamed buns one after another.

Ten cents for a melon is free, and ten cents for a steamed bun is a sky-high price.

Qin Feng shook his head in disappointment, and was about to turn around and leave when the melon vendor's eyes lit up, and he held him back and said, "This Taoist priest, shall I give you a watermelon?"

Qin Feng declined politely: "The poor have no money."

"What I'm selling is not a melon, but an illusion! You don't have a magic trick, and you don't charge money." The melon vendor couldn't help but put the real watermelon in Qin Feng's hands.

Qin Feng took a few more glances, and after confirming that it was a real watermelon in his hand, he thanked him.

"Wait!"

The old Taoist who arrived in a hurry, smiled and took out a handful of silver, and handed it to the melon vendor: "You have to pay for things, I'm sorry!"

After all, without giving him a chance to react, he dragged Qin Feng away.

After walking away, Qin Feng said proudly: "Master, since you taught me how to decipher the illusion, I just saw that this charlatan is using illusion at a glance."

Then, he suddenly thought of something: "No, where did you get the money?"

"Then where did you get the melon?" The old man asked meaningfully, his voice sounded in his mind like a slap in the face, Qin Feng fixed his eyes and saw that the watermelon in his hand was not a piece of watermelon that had rotted and grown maggots of rotten pork.

Qin Feng threw away the things in his hand in disgust, frowned and said: "It's still a trick!"

On the other side, the melon vendor collected the stall and left.

Turning around, he came to a secret hut.

The melon vendor said proudly to his companions: "It's a good day, and I have attracted many believers for my teaching, and there is a foolish Taoist who thinks he has seen through my illusion.

As everyone knows, he is on the first floor, and I am on the second floor!By the way, there is an old Taoist who is even more funny, and gave me a few pieces of silver for a piece of rotten pork. "

As he said that, the melon vendor took out the silver and turned it upside down, picked up a piece and bit it with his teeth to test its quality.

Geek!

The teeth fell out immediately, the blood rushed to the forehead, and the scene in front of the melon vendor changed its appearance.

He didn't return to his residence at all, but came to the court, and the "companions" in front of him were all officers and soldiers.

As for the silver in his hand, it was a few extremely hard stones.

"Take it! This person is a disciple of the White Lotus Cult!"

Following the first order of the officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers stepped forward and tied him up.

The White Lotus Sect is a cult organization with a large number of people who are enemies of the imperial court.

The melon vendor, no, or a disciple of the White Lotus Sect, stared wide-eyed in astonishment, he finally realized that he too had been hit by an illusion!

Not only did he accept the money made of stones, but he also came to the government with great carelessness, throwing himself into the trap.

After a while,

This group of officers and soldiers also fell under the melon vendor's illusion, and took the initiative to untie the ropes on their bodies.

The man said to himself: "There are high-ranking people in the city, it seems that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

call out! !

A dart, with the sound of breaking through the air, pierced deeply into his knee.

"what!!"

Disciple Bailian screamed, staggered and fell to the ground, and saw a man in black with a Rakshasa mask squatting on the wall at some point.

When he saw the visitor dressed like this, his heart was completely at the bottom of the valley, and he was completely desperate.

The Bailian disciple asked in a trembling voice: "The one who killed... the demon master?"

"Exactly!"

The person who came spoke coldly, without a trace of emotion, let alone being able to tell the difference between a man and a woman.

...

Inside a teahouse.

The old Taoist God is looking at the sky, as if recalling something.

Qin Feng held a pot of the cheapest herbal tea, and poured a cup for himself and the master.

Qin Feng drank the herbal tea that cleared away the heat, but still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's a shame to be deceived by a charlatan!"

"That's not an ordinary warlock, he's from the White Lotus Sect." The old Taoist replied calmly, and Qin Feng was surprised: "He's from the White Lotus Sect? No wonder!"

Qin Feng has been in this world for a long time, so he naturally knows that there is a very famous Bailian God Sect.