Chapter 872： Monk child period

The man who opened his mouth was wearing a light purple robe, covered with a gray tulle robe, and the robe was embroidered with the rising sun.

[System: Ziyang view is the Taoist temple where He Rui who intends to test you in advance. 】

The man introduced himself: "Ziyang Guan, Yuan Ze, has long admired the name of Qin Taoist friend."

Yuan Ze greeted briefly and said sincerely, "I love this top-grade talisman very much, and I also ask Fellow Qin to bid, 250 copies, and I want it."

Qin Lele tilted his head and stared at him, Yuan Ze's expression remained unchanged and his attitude was sincere.

But other people reacted, "I want to buy too!"

"I also want!"

"Ziyang, you want to be shameless, so many people, you actually want to swallow it alone!"

The enthusiasm came like a sea wave, and the competition venue suddenly resembled a hawking market. Some people discovered that Qin Lele didn't speak, and actually started to bid.

This person called the price, the other quickly increased the price, and even the referee stopped them, but they were unmoved.

It's a joke, it's rare to see high-quality talisman. And their usual work is very dangerous, one more good talisman is like one more life.

At this time, who would talk about jealousy or jealousy, it is Dad who can draw good symbols!

Yuan Ze refused to give up, and even left his seat and rushed to Qin Lele, "I said first, first come first served, Qin Daoist friend, you should consider me first..."

Before the words were finished, two people reached out, and one dragged him by one leg, directly dragging the person away, throwing him aside, and moving forward.

"Friend Daoist Qin, I am also very sincere, so consider me first."

"Go, go, you just said that Fellow Daoist Qin might have cheated, but I didn't say anything, Fellow Daoist Qin, buy it to me first."

"I'm not so greedy, just sell me 10!"

The referee couldn't stop it, he coughed a few times, and vaguely reminded Qin Lele, "I'm an old man."

Qin Lele: "..."

The big watery eyes blinked blankly.

She asked in her mind: "They are too exaggerated, right? Just a few sheets of paper."

[System: But the fact is that many people can't draw such good quality. Many people can paint, but the speed is slow and the effect is not good. I said, you are the most talented person I have ever seen, even better than Yunda. 】

Qin Lele's eyebrows were suddenly curved.

She coughed a few times: "Calm down, everyone, we still have to play, let's talk about it after the match."

She took the charms back from one person's hand very unceremoniously, sneaked up to the others, and stretched out her hand.

Everyone reluctantly returned the things to her.

Qin Lele seemed to be at home, strolling around the audience, retrieving his own works.

We need to count while recycling.

"249, there is still one."

She looked at a shameless man accurately.

The man covered his pocket, thought about it, and threw out a bank card.

"I bought it."

The bun's face reappeared, "You are forced to buy, it's not right!"

The man hurriedly threw a piece of jade pendant, "Plus this."

Qin Lele: "Hey, the more you do this, the less Lele won't sell it."

The man thought for a while, and immediately changed his face, "You have pity on me, I will lose half my life every time I practice, and I really want something to save my life. Moreover, after this individual game, I might encounter What is dangerous..."

He directly shed tears.

"Have mercy on me."

He pushed the bank card and Yu Pei over.

Qin Lele: "..."

[System: Sell or not? 】

Qin Lele was thinking about it. After all, this person was crying very sad, and he could see that he had suffered a lot every time he practiced.

Just when she felt softhearted, she noticed a lot of scorching gazes and turned her head to look, okay, everyone is no longer playing, staring at her scorchingly, like a dog looking at a large piece of meat.

[System: Don't sell it, or everyone will sell it miserably, and you will be overwhelmed with tears. 】

Sometimes people like them are arrogant and have particularly strong self-esteem. Sometimes, there is no lower limit, so shameless.

If they had more chances to survive, they would definitely make up a lot of tragic stories to impress the host.

Qin Lele was hesitating, and there was an extra piece of paper in front of him.

The hand she noticed first.

The fingers are as long as jade, white as snow, and the prayer beads entwined around the fingers are extremely bright.

"Buddha beads?"

She blinked, looked up, saw the person clearly, and slowly opened her mouth wide.

[System: Lele, come back! 】

"Donor Qin, your talisman."

Qin Lele blinked and suddenly cupped his face.

【System: Lele...】

"Handsome man! No, such a handsome monk!"

The monk was very young and looked about the same size as Qin An, beautiful and colorful, kind eyebrows, bright eyes, revealing a sense of wisdom and super dust, and a red mark on the center of his eyebrows.

Qin Lele immediately told the system, "Lele doesn't seem to hate the monk so much anymore."

[System: Because he is handsome. 】

"Hey (*^▽^*

Qin Lele happily took it, and the young monk thanked him happily.

"Qing Shui Guan, Qin Lele."

The young monk knew it: "Qian'en Temple, Ziqi."

"Good Master Ziqi."

The monk smiled and nodded, with a touch of dust in every move, which was particularly attractive.

Qin Lele was so happy to see that he couldn't care about the man whose talisman had been snatched from him.

When she heard the name Ziqi, she felt familiar, and subconsciously asked, "Who is the Master Zilong?"

【system:! 】

Ziqi was confused: "Ziqi doesn't remember that there is a seat for Master Zilong in his generation. Where did he become a monk?"

"Snow Dragon View!"

"No," Qin Lele realized. Gongzilong is a Taoist priest, not a monk. She wanted to run on Gongzilong and monk deliberately before, but now, Ziqi Mage is not in the range she wants to run, "Lele was wrong. !"

The child period smiled with a good temper: "Before there was not much communication between temples and temples, it is normal for the donor to misunderstand."

Qin Lele held his face, with little stars in his eyes, "You are so good~"

But some people are very bad now.

For example, other monks in group A.

"Do you think anyone can be called a mage?"

A bald head contemptuously said: "Even if you are born in Qingshui View, this knowledge is too little."

Many bald heads stared at her, obviously disliked such a misunderstanding.

It is conceivable that if they meet them in the next game, they will definitely attack Qin Lele.

The system felt strange, and Su He couldn't possibly fail to guess this. Taoist priests and monks can be called masters, but only monks are called mages. Su He deliberately let the host say this, which is to let the host offend the monks.

Is there any benefit to Su He when the host is targeted?

The system thought about it carefully, but didn't figure out why.

Others are very angry.

Zong Feilong glared: "My brother's surname is Zilong. Zilong is a name, not a law name!"

Qin Lele apologized unwillingly: "Oh, Lele knows now, sorry~"