On the official road, the bearded man quickly waved his whip. As the carriage passed by, it stirred up a cloud of dust, like a dust dragon that rolled behind the carriage.
Qin Tian sat quietly in the carriage. He held the box in his hand and stared at it without blinking. He used his hand to gently stroke the pattern on it.
Pulling it over and stroking it over, there was no trace. Qin Tian could only feel that airflow, but he also helplessly put it aside.
She looked up at her mother. Her mother was still the same, as if nothing had anything to do with her. She was still the same as before, sitting by the window and looking at the sky. She seemed to be reminiscing and pondering.
Qin Tian could not help but have a bitter smile float up. This trip to the mystic sect, he hoped to be able to resolve his mother's problem.
In the neighboring town of Immortal Dao Town, it was bustling with activity. It was much more lively than Immortal Dao Town. The Immortal Dao Town advocated martial arts, but this town had everything.
On the street, there was a gambling stall that was full of people. They didn't gamble money, but only items. However, they also wagered on items. If you saw an item that you liked, you would take out an item that you thought was of equal value and place it next to the item. If the number rolled out was the same as the item, you could take away the item that you had bet on, including the item that you had bet on. If you didn't win, all the items would belong to the gambling stall.
Of course, if the value of the item you bet on does not match the value of the item in the gambling stall, you will no longer be able to gamble. The item you bet on will be confiscated by the gambling stall and will be despised by the entire town.
There were a total of 16 numbers. Each time a number was rolled out, the corresponding number would be the prize, and the item could be taken away.
A refined young man was staring at an item on the gambling stall. His eyes were shining with greed. It was obvious that he liked this item very much.
This item was a pen, but it was not a pen. It was more like a weapon. The pen was about half a meter long. The tip of the pen was made of golden hair, which was hard but very soft. The tip of each pen hair was very sharp and could easily pierce into the ground. After it was stained with ink, it could write on paper smoothly. He was an anomaly.
This young man was not very old, and his body was very thin. From his clothes, he did not look rich, but he was very clean and simple. There was not a single wrinkle on his clothes, and his two eyes were very spirited. Although he looked at the pen a little greedily, he did not lose his spirit. He stood there, his brush straight like a tree, without any curve. His entire body exuded a clean and neat aura.
He was holding a wooden box in his hand. Inside the box, there was a small piece of metal. The entire piece of metal was not big, only the size of a fingernail, but it was very heavy. The youth had to use his hands to lift it up so that it would not fall. Although this small piece of metal was definitely not as simple as it looked on the surface, just by looking at its weight, one could tell that it was not ordinary. However, he could not be sure if it was as valuable as the pen. Therefore, the youth had been hesitant and did not dare to go forward. He stood there and kept looking. However, he was also very afraid that the pen would be taken away. There were a few times when someone pressed down on the pen, causing the youth's breathing to become heavier. His hands were very tight, but there was nothing he could do.
After repeating this several times, the youth finally could not hold it in any longer. He used the iron piece in his hand and the wooden box to place it next to the pen. The corresponding number of the pen was 15, which was a large number.
Perhaps it was because the metal piece was too heavy, or perhaps it was because the youth was too nervous, but when the wooden box fell on the table, it splashed a cloud of dust. Perhaps it was the dust on the table, but even the number plate beside it shook and swayed. The pen also jumped up.
This movement attracted the attention of everyone at the gambling table. Everyone saw a young man with a slightly red face standing there with an uneasy expression. He was holding a fingernail-sized metal piece in a wooden box and pressing it on the pen.
Everyone could not help but laugh.
The waiter who was in charge of the lottery on the gambling table also laughed loudly. He pointed at the youth from afar, and his voice trembled as he laughed. "How can this broken thing of yours compare to my brush?”
The young man's face instantly turned even redder. He tugged at his clothes with his hands, looking even more uneasy." This…this…this piece of iron is not an ordinary piece of iron. It's very heavy…" It's heavy, I can barely lift it with two hands.”The young man was so nervous that his voice started to stutter.
"Ha, ha, ha, where did this mischievous brat come from? Hurry up and go home to drink milk. Don't cause trouble here.”The waiter in charge of the lottery waved at him repeatedly.
The youth's face was flushed red as he stared at the pen. His hands were clenched tightly, and his body was stiff. His entire body was about to pounce on the pen.
"Hurry up, take your things and go home to drink milk. Don't get in the way.”
Some people had already started to urge this youth.
At this moment, the youth could no longer hold it in. He pounced on the pen, reached out, picked it up, and ran.
This was something that had never happened in this gambling stall before. It was probably the first time in its history. As a result, the waiter was stunned for a moment. His mouth was wide open, and an egg could be put in.
The other customers were also stunned.
But soon, everyone came back to their senses. Some customers were shaking their heads, some were sighing, and some were laughing.
"This little boy will probably have to bid farewell to this world.”
The waiter rolled up his sleeves and shouted," Dog, how dare you come here to snatch things."”After saying that, he took a step forward and chased after her. Immediately after, more than ten men in black and tight pants followed behind him and rushed out at the same time.
The young man ran very fast, his thin body rushing out like a gust of wind.
A black horse carriage slowly passed by on this bustling street.
When the youth charged out, it might be because he was nervous, or because he was too fast, or because he didn't have time to look at the road at all.
The young man rammed straight into the carriage window.
Qin Tian was in the car at this time, quietly looking at his mother. He saw that his mother's eyes were filled with melancholy and worry, but Qin Tian's perception was so sensitive.
Of course, he knew about the youth who was charging at him.
Qin Tian's figure floated straight down from the car and directly attacked the youth.
The hand that was holding White Light pulled the youth that was rushing over quickly. It spun a few rounds on the spot and also made Young Master stop. Qin Tian's eyes stared fixedly at the youth, his melancholic eyes containing anger. His right fist clenched tightly, as if he was about to hit the youth.
At this moment, the waiter who had drawn the lottery had also arrived with the ten guys in black and tight pants.
"So that's how it is. There are still people waiting for us. They want to take the carriage and run away. Brothers, charge, regardless of life or death.”The waiter who drew the lottery immediately instructed when he saw Qin Tian and that young master standing side by side.
Those few black-clothed youths did not care who it was either, pouncing over towards Qin Tian and that youth at the same time.
Qin Tian's gaze turned over. There was some anger hidden in his melancholy. His eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth rose. A trace of a shallow smile floated up, and he did not speak. He turned the fist that he wanted to give to the young man in another direction.
He slammed into the ground.
The moment the fist that was emitting golden light touched the ground, a thud sounded.
The sound of rejection was like a spring thunder that exploded in this lively street.
The cracks on the ground immediately spread towards the group of men in black.
The group of men in black were all shaken by the cracks on the ground.
A light voice sounded like a demonic sound coming from the depths of the Nine Serenities. Although Qin Tian's fist stirred up a gust of wind, this voice was like a sharp sword. Without any obstruction, it floated in front of Qin Tian.
It was very soft, but it was very powerful.
"Little friend, it's better not to meddle in other people's business.”
Qin Tian withdrew his fist and stood up, looking into the gambling stall's shop with some surprise. There was an expert hiding in this town.
" I originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but you guys forced me to meddle in other people's business." Qin Tian didn't say anything, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth also disappeared. With his hands behind his back, his eyes suddenly widened, and the spirit in his eyes was raised in an instant as he looked straight at a white-clothed middle-aged man who walked out of the shop.
The white-robed middle-aged man walked over lightly as if his feet were not touching the ground. His eyes revealed a slight smile. A soft sword was wrapped around his waist, and one hand was gently caressing the hilt. His entire body had a natural and unrestrained concept.
The youth beside Qin Tian was trembling slightly. Looking at Qin Tian, his eyes were filled with pleading. Both of his hands gripped the pen tightly, as if he would lose it if he was not careful.
The middle-aged man in white looked at the youth. His voice was still so gentle, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him angry. His tone was calm and magnetic.
"Young man, if you like this pen, you can just prepare some things to gamble with. Why do you have to run away with it?”
Only then did Qin Tian retract his gaze and look at the pen that the youth was hugging tightly with both hands.
When the bearded man who helped Qin Tian drive the carriage saw this white-named middle-aged man, his legs trembled slightly. His footsteps were a little unsteady as he stepped out of the carriage, and he almost rolled down from the carriage.
"Master, this is the Laughing Hell King of the town.”He leaned into Qin Tian's ear and muttered softly.
Qin Tian looked at this simple and honest man, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile. Can't I? I'm just afraid that I'll provoke myself. However, I don't want to meddle in this matter. It doesn't matter if the fire doesn't reach me, but now that it has frightened my mother, I have to make them compensate me no matter what. Since the origin root was in this youth, he would let this youth take responsibility.
"How about this? I'll take this pen as compensation. Who asked you to rush so fast? You almost scared my mom.”Qin Tian's smile was very faint, but his words revealed no room for doubt.
"Little friend, do you really want to interfere?"
The youth saw that Qin Tian was also staring at the pen. Before he could reply, the middle-aged man smiled and said to Qin Tian. A faint killing intent floated in the air along with his words.
This youth looked left and right, the brush silk Hao in both hands didn't relax, his eyes filled with nervousness as he looked at Qin Tian and said," My father is Tang Zhan, the number one martial master of Immortal Dao Town. I'm Tang San Shao, my father has many good things, I'll go get them to compensate you, please help me keep this brush, okay?"”
Tang Zhan was very protective of my mother at that time. How could I watch his son get into trouble here? Qin Tian felt depressed.
"I have to interfere in this matter. I have also fallen in love with that pen. Now that it is in the hands of this youth, he has already compensated me, so I'm sorry.”
Qin Tian's laughter carried a trace of sullenness. This Tang San Shao was actually Tang Zhan's son.
The stifling air finally met with the killing intent of the middle-aged man in white. Sparks seemed to be about to appear out of thin air.
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