After signing for eight years, he was exposed by the school beauty niece!

Chapter 324

Wang Feng sneaked into the venue at this time, found a booth, sat on the ground, untied his burden, and spread it on the ground.

Inside, there are a few cucumbers, a lot of tomatoes and fruits, and a few tea leaves with a slight golden light!

As the baggage spread out, the people walking nearby smelled this aroma, stopped and stopped, looked at the color of this tea leaves, and knew that this must be a good thing!

Many people, at this time, came forward, ready to ask the price of this thing.

"Don't ask, it's useless!"

"You can go somewhere else, it's not your business here!"

But at this time, the bearded man in a booth next to him waved his hand at a few people with excited faces.

"Why is that? Isn't this for sale?

Looking at the bearded appearance, everyone felt puzzled and quickly asked.

"Alas, it's not as simple as you think!"

"The things in this person's hands are really good things, and everyone can see this!"

"But even if your net worth is added up, I'm afraid others won't change it!"

When several people heard this, they all felt a little unconvinced, which is too exaggerated!

"How is it possible, since we can come to this Confucian Taoist Conference this time, we naturally have sufficient preparations!"

"Besides, how can we not exchange our net worth together?"

When the bearded man heard this, he helplessly spread his hands!

"You are prepared, but people don't want money, they need special seeds, you guys, dispel this mind as soon as possible, it's better to come and see my things!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions were slightly lost, but they still came up and asked.

"This Taoist friend, do you change this tea leaves?"

"Little brother, I still have ..." These

people were really moved by this tea leaves, and they all took out a lot of good things.

But Wang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again, sighing helplessly.

"Dear friends, what Xiaodao needs is only special seeds, and other things, Xiaodao has no plans yet!"

"Sorry guys, if you don't have seeds, please go to other booths!"

The people surrounding in front of the stall saw that Wang Feng did not intend to exchange, so they had to give up.

But at this time, several great monks of the White Horse Temple in the distance were walking towards this side, looking imposing and proud!

When people saw these monks coming, they quickly walked to the side, not wanting to provoke these monks.

What these guys did before, the people who Confucianism basically knew!

Good things have not been done, but I have done a lot of things to kill people and cross goods!

At this time, several great monks also walked to Wang Feng's booth, smelled the fragrance of this tea, and stopped and stopped.

"Well, such fragrant tea, this must not be an ordinary thing!"

A monk with a scar on his face at the head looked at the tea leaves on Wang Feng's stall and couldn't help but sigh.

The other monks behind him smelled this and nodded repeatedly.

"Good stuff, that's really good stuff!"

"Master, we can't miss this tea!"

Just smelling this tea, I felt refreshed, and a few monks were not ignorant people, and even looked at Wang Feng.

"Hey, Taoist, how do you sell this tea?"

The scar-faced monk at the head rubbed the rosary in his hand and asked Wang Feng with a smile.

"This master, Xiaodao this tea, do not ask for money, nor other objects, only some special seeds!"

Wang Feng smiled and shook his head at several monks.

"Oh, we don't have this kind of seed, but we really want this tea, I wonder if the Taoist priest can make it convenient?"

"We have other things here, and we can also give money directly, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing that Wang Feng did not change, this scar-faced monk was immediately a little displeased, and his tone sank.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Dao came to the Confucian Dao Conference this time, just for the seed he wanted, other things, Xiao Dao does not need!"

Wang Feng looked at several monks helplessly and refused their request again.

"Don't you really sell? Prices are negotiable! As for what seeds, we really don't have them!

"And you shouldn't have come on the first day, and you haven't changed now, what else are you expecting!"

"Let me ask one last question, do you sell or not!?"

This scar-faced monk is good to say, seeing that Wang Feng bites his mouth to death, he doesn't sell it, and at this time, his heart is also nameless.

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word.

"Sorry guys, this tea and other things need seeds to exchange, if not, please come back!"

"Hmph!"

At this time, the scar-faced monk had lost patience, waved his sleeves, and stared at Wang Feng coldly.

"Let's go!"

Several monks behind him saw the Scarface monk walking forward, glared at Wang Feng fiercely, and also followed in big strides!

Wang Feng's heart could be said to have floated past a hundred huskies at this time, and he looked at the distant backs of several monks without anger.

"Don't these guys understand? It's all made clear, and it's urgent! The

others around him, watching the monk of the White Horse Temple walk away, only then came towards Wang Feng's side and kindly reminded.

"This Taoist brother, you have to be careful, these guys are not good stubble!"

"Yes, this monk of the White Horse Temple is not a serious monk, and he can do anything!"

"You just didn't sell their tea, I'm afraid these guys will trouble you!"

Wang Feng listened to everyone's kind reminders, nodded slightly, and still looked light.

"This is the venue, they don't dare to mess around!"

When the bearded man in the side booth heard this, he shook his head.

"It's not like what you think, although there are rules in this venue, they dare not mess around, but out of the venue, these guys, there are no restrictions!"

"These people are the martial monks of the White Horse Temple, what kind of style they are, I believe you don't know it, right?"

"They're right, you better be careful!"

"Pifu is not guilty, he is guilty!"

Wang Feng took a deep look at the beard and grinned.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention..." This

day passed quickly, but Wang Feng still did not exchange the seed he wanted!

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people at the venue at this time, Wang Feng had to collect the stall and leave.

"It's uncomfortable, now in this world, no one has a seed?"

While packing his things, Wang Feng also sighed in his heart.

Although many people came up to ask about these things, no one was able to come up with what they wanted to exchange!

It's good, but it's useless!

"Let's go, let's go, I hope tomorrow, I can have good luck, poor poor little way!"

Wang Feng finished packing up his things and walked towards the side path while chanting.

At this time, Wang Feng couldn't help but think of the things of the monks of the White Horse Temple before, and also raised his vigilance, these guys can indeed do this murderous thing!

Walking on this trail, just by some moonlight at this time, the overall look is gloomy and terrifying!

Just a few steps away, Wang Feng felt that something was wrong and stopped instantly.

"Who is it? What is it to follow secretly, come out if you have the ability!

"Hahaha! There are also some skills!

With a burst of rampant laughter, several big monks from the White Horse Temple walked out just now, and the scar-faced monk led by him sneered and walked in front of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng looked unkind, and tightly held the burden in his hand.

"Why, are you trying to kill people and seize treasures?"

When the Scarface monk heard this, a cruel smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Little Taoist, you're not stupid! But this does not have to kill you, if you obediently hand over things and beat you up, that's all! "

The Scarface monk's bald head at this time, reflecting the light under the moonlight, coupled with this guy's sinister smile, looks extremely oozing!

"Hahaha!"

Who knows, Wang Feng burst out laughing at this time.

Several monks had their faces sank, and they couldn't help but clench their fists.

"You bald people! If you don't chant well in the temple, you actually did the work of bandits, is it worthy of your high Buddha!?

As he spoke, Wang Feng casually threw the baggage, hung it on the branch above his head, took a deep breath, and put on a Tai Chi posture!

"Come on, let Xiaodao see how many pounds and taels you shameless hairy monks have!"

The scar-faced monk's face was red at this time, his face was as heavy as a pool of stagnant water, and his eyes were full of murderous aura!

"You stinky Taoist, it seems that you are living impatiently!"

"Just let me see, you guy, what qualifications do you have to be so crazy!"

After saying that, the Scarface monk stepped on his feet and struck towards Wang Feng like a hurricane!

In an instant, a fierce fist wind accompanied by a roaring loud sound slammed into Wang Feng's face!

But Wang Feng just smiled slightly, flashed, and grabbed the arm of the scar-faced monk with his left hand!

Wang Feng first pulled the trend, and then instantly exerted force, and a dark force with a force from his right palm pushed towards the chest of the scar-faced monk!

"Poof!"

This scar face never thought that Wang Feng's Tai Chi was so mysterious, and he immediately landed, his throat was sweet, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood!

"Master!"

Looking at the scar-faced monk stumbling and almost falling to the ground, several other monks behind him quickly stepped forward and helped him.

"Give it all to me!"

This scar-faced monk was extremely blue at this time, as the sect leader of the martial monk of the White Horse Temple, when did he suffer such a loss!?

"You stinky Taoist, you still have some strength!"

"But it's only some, I see if you can resist!"

With the Scarface monk's order, several monks behind him rushed forward together and launched a fierce attack on Wang Feng!

Wang Feng's face froze slightly, and he also understood in his heart that these martial monks were not ordinary people!

In the face of the offensive of this group of martial monks, Wang Feng could only be defensive at this time, and could not find any opportunity to attack!

Looking at Wang Feng's embarrassed appearance at this time, the scar-faced monk on the side smiled and looked at Wang Feng, who was entangled with other monks, with disdain.

"Hahaha! I thought you guy had some skills, it turned out to be this level!

Although he said that, the Scarface monk still narrowed his eyes, Wang Feng's strength was really a little beyond his expectations!

At this time, he no longer wanted to delay, took out a pair of curved hooks around his waist, and prepared to kill Wang Feng as soon as possible, so as not to cause more trouble!

But at this moment, on the tree on the side, a cold voice suddenly came!

"Heh, is this martial monk of the White Horse Temple still so arrogant now?"

Hearing the cold voice in the dark night, everyone looked at the tree on the side!

At this time, there was a crunching sound from the tree, and everyone saw Ye Qingzheng sitting on the branch, eating the cucumber in Wang Feng's baggage!

Wang Feng: "..."

"Brother Ye, you are going too far!"