Chapter 3884: Offended a direct disciple?

The stall owner just woke up like a dream, stomping his feet and shouting:

"Hey, hello, don't go, you come back soon!"

Shui Yijun turned around and said, "You asked me to pay the price, and I gave

you the money. Now that the money and goods are in trouble, don't you want to

cheat?"

The stall owner was furious: "I didn't ask you to pay a penny! You liar!"

"Oh, you took a piece of rotten tree root and sold it to me as a thousand-

year-old ginseng, what do you say?" Shui Yijun said casually, "If I call the

supervision disciple at the market, report your behavior. , From now on, you

will be disqualified from buying and selling in the market, what will happen?"

The stall owner shook, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it.

I'm unlucky, I met you so unlucky..."

Shui Yijun didn't care much about this.

Seeing his silly, sweet and insulting appearance, the child couldn't help

getting angry. He went over and slapped the stall owner's table to pieces,

shouting: "You lied first, but you don't know how to repent, but you utter bad

words. I thought. Know where your disciple is, lift the mask for me!"

The table broke into countless pieces at the sound.

Make a loud noise.

Attracted countless people around.

The stall owner was stupid.

The table belongs to him, and he naturally knows how strong the table is.

Just relying on the power of this palm of a child, it's like playing with him

to death.

The most important thing is that everyone knows that at least the mind must be

above the third level to have such power.

In Piaoyun Village, someone who can cultivate Qingyun Mind Method to the third

level or above, who is still such a young person, is either an outstanding

disciple among the inner disciples, or is a...

Thinking that he might have provoke a direct disciple, the stall owner's cold

sweat suddenly burst out, his whole body weakened, and he knelt down without

hesitation.

Let the toddler lift his mask.

It reveals the face of a slightly wretched middle-aged man.

Someone next to him whispered: "Isn't this Zhang Bingkun from the inner door?

It turned out to be him."

"This Zhang Bingkun used to rely on his identity as an inner disciple to

oppress the outer disciple, and now he is finally retribution."

Toddlers are very clever and hear these words in their ears.

She sneered: "Zhang Bingkun, right?"

Zhang Bingkun's face was earthy, and he tremblingly asked, "You, are you a

direct disciple?"

"I really am."

Zhang Bingkun's face became paler.

"Then you should also understand, what is the identity of the person who can

be with me. If I remember correctly, you just called him unlucky?"

"No, no..." Zhang Bingkun hurriedly shook his head, "I am scolding myself, I

am a hapless ** who doesn't know Taishan. The elder sister doesn't remember

the villain, and treats me as a fart, let it go. "

There was a roar of laughter all around.

The child said: "I am in a good mood today and don't want to kill. You will

remember it for me, there will be no next time. I will stare at you."

"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore!"

The toddler snorted, let go of him, and pulled Shui Yijun away.

Everyone evaded all the way, and no one dared to solicit business from them.

Just kidding, it's a direct disciple.

Who dares to mess with.

On the way back, Shui Yijun looked at the children from time to time and said

with a smile: "In fact, when I am outside, I especially like watching children

fight."

"What's your psychology?" The child squinted at him, "I like the scene of

violent bleeding and injury?"

"No, of course not." Shui Yijun smiled and shook his head, "I feel that when

young and young are fighting, they are full of strength and beauty, which

makes people feel vigorous."