I have the strongest merit system

Confused the middle-aged woman, let her expose herself.

Afterwards, Wei Yang turned and left.

Do good deeds without leaving a name.

There was an uproar from behind. Obviously, this kind of thing is too exciting, and the consequences can be imagined.

Wei Yang was not interested in watching it.

keep going.

After that, Wei Yang stopped and walked, eating when he was hungry, and finding a place to rest when he was irritable.

All the way out of the city, across the national highway, through the villages and towns, saw a lot of things, helped a lot of people, are not means to repay merit.

After all, it is not easy for ordinary people to accumulate merits and virtues, so it is better to leave them to protect their children and grandchildren.

As soon as the time turned, it was eight or nine o'clock in the morning of the next day.

Wei Yang finally arrived at the small village at the foot of Wuyi Mountain, and saw Master Jiang's rural courtyard.

Thinking that he would get the spiritual tea he had been longing for soon, Wei Yang smiled expectantly.

Covered by thoughts, look for Master Jiang.

Suddenly, Wei Yang was taken aback.

Mind perception, there are quite a few people in the courtyard lobby, and there are actually practitioners and a few warriors!

Hey!

Old Jiang's circle of friends is very wide!

But soon, Wei Yang realized something was wrong, and after listening for a while, he bared his teeth and smiled.

Sure enough, it is a treasure that touches people's hearts.

now.

Small courtyard, inside the hall.

An old man over half a century old, with an ugly face, said in a low voice: "Lao Jiang, our Wang family and the Jiang family have been friends for a hundred years, why is this?"

Master Jiang sneered: "What a century-old friendship, is it just for me to deceive customers? How is this behavior different from stealing?"

"How is it cheating customers? My Wang family doesn't take it for nothing. No matter how much money I need, my Wang family will not lose a penny." The half-hundred old man retorted angrily.

"Money? Wang Xingjun, everyone is not a child. Compared with a treasure like spiritual tea, what is money? If I give you money, can you buy spiritual tea for me?" Master Jiang mocked.

The face of the half-century old man became gloomy: "Old Jiang, is there no room for accommodation? I came to buy spiritual tea, not for myself, mainly because I heard that this is the best spiritual tea, which can cleanse five internal organs and prolong life. Not good, I just need this spiritual tea to nourish my health."

Master Jiang said: "I've said it several times, this spiritual tea is not mine, it's from my client, and the client just trusts me, but you let me sell it to you privately? If you do this, Where do you put me? This is what you call a century-old friendship? You really value friendship."

As he said that, Master Jiang looked a little disappointed.

Obviously, he actually cares about this Wang family very much. After all, a century-old friendship has been passed down through generations.

Now, doing such a thing for profit is no different from a robber.

"Jiang Zhengxin, you are going too far. Whatever I say today, I must take away the spirit tea. This is the only chance my old man has now. I will not allow accidents to happen." The half-hundred old man stood up suddenly, gnashing his teeth.

Jiang Zhengxin sneered: "Impossible, if you want spiritual tea, then kill me first."

"You think I dare not!"

Jiang Zhengxin was too lazy to talk nonsense, and looked directly at the half-baked old man.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and a chilling feeling gradually emerged.

Clap clap clap!

At this moment, the sound of applause suddenly broke the atmosphere.

Inside the house, the complexions of the people brought by half a hundred old people all changed drastically.

The monk subconsciously touched the magic weapon.

Martial arts practitioners even arched their spines, making preparations for action.

The other bodyguards reached for the pistols.

Because, the person who came did not attract their attention at all, and unexpectedly arrived at the door of the main room.

If there is any bad intention in this, I am afraid that the consequences will be unpredictable.

"It's such a great show. For the sake of profit, if the friendship says no, then I don't want it. Admiration, admiration."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Yang stepped into the hall.

"Mr. Wei!"

Seeing Wei Yang, Master Jiang was overjoyed, stood up and shouted.

Mr. Wei?

The old man's eyelids sank slightly, knowing that the owner of the spirit tea had come.

He was also a little apprehensive about this.

To be able to hold the best spiritual tea, one must be a master of Qimen.

His royal family is actually not easy to offend.

But the top grade spirit tea is too tempting, especially for the Wang family, it is simply a life-saving straw, as long as the old man takes it, it will definitely prolong his life for a few years.

In this way, the Wang family can better transition their rights, complete the handover, and make many arrangements.

Therefore, the half-white old man weighed it over and over again, and finally decided to take a risk. Taking advantage of Wei Yang's absence, he got the tea first, saved the old man, and made the deal a reality.

In this way, even if the Wang family is blamed, the Wang family can choose to make up for it.

After all, I drank it all down, even if I spit it out, it's useless.

But now, Wei Yang came too fast, making the old man a little bit regretful.

If I knew this was the case, I should have done it directly, grabbed it and left, rather than wrangling here and wasting time.

"Master Jiang, is the tea roasted?" Wei Yang didn't even look at the half-white old man, but just asked Master Jiang.

Master Jiang nodded: "Okay, fortunately, I am not disgraceful, and the craftsmanship is not unfamiliar. The tea is top-grade, and the loss is minimal."

Wei Yang said: "It's really troublesome, take out the spirit tea."

Master Jiang subconsciously glanced at the half-white old man, then at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang smiled and nodded.

Only then did Master Jiang turn around, entered the bedroom, and then activated a mechanism, unexpectedly opened a wall, entered a small dark room, and took out a sandalwood box from it.

Soon, he came out again and handed the sandalwood box to Wei Yang.

At this moment, an accident appeared.

A figure, as soon as it came over, wanted to snatch the box.

Snapped!

next moment!

The man suddenly flew backwards at an even faster speed, hit the wall with a bang, and fell to the ground again. His bones were broken all over his body, blood kept vomiting from his mouth, he twitched twice, and died.

"Second child!" There was a scream, and then a man ran to the dead man with a sad face.

"What a master of Qimen, what a ruthless strike!" The man hugged his dead brother, tears streaming down his face, and then looked at Wei Yang resentfully.

At this time, Wei Yang calmly took the box in Master Jiang's hand, opened it and smelled it, and the fragrance immediately hit his nostrils, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

It really is the best spiritual tea, and it makes people feel refreshed and happy when they smell it.

Satisfied with putting away the box, Wei Yang looked at the person who glared at him with resentment.

"What's your logic? He's going to steal my things, and I can't fight back?" Wei Yang asked.

"Then you can't be so ruthless, just grab something, the crime is not death?"

Wei Yang sneered: "Is this the reason you learned in elementary school? Or have you been with the rich and powerful for a long time, and you are used to all kinds of bad habits, and you feel that everything should be done? You are not guilty of death? You who say such things deserve a lot of guilt." Death is not wrong."

"you!"

Wei Yang was too lazy to talk to him, but looked at the half-white old man: "I can give my things to whomever I want, and if I don't want to give them, no one can take them away. Do you think this is right?"

The half-bai old man looked ugly, but at the moment the reason was not on his side, he could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and said: "Mr. Wei, I'm sorry, my subordinates are ignorant and offended."

Wei Yang smiled and said: "That's right. If you make a mistake, you have to admit it. You can't do bad things. You can't shamelessly blame others. This is a twisted thought in your mind. If you don't discipline yourself well, you will report to Lord Yan sooner or later. "

The old man almost vomited blood, which meant that Sang scolded Huai.

But no matter how angry, it is not appropriate to get angry now.

He forcibly calmed down and continued: "Mr. Wei's lesson is, so now, Mr. Wei, can we have a good talk?"

"What are you talking about? Are we familiar?" Wei Yang smiled.

"My Wang's family needs top-quality spiritual tea. Can Mr. Wei give it up? You can ask for any conditions." The half-baked old man said sincerely.

Wei Yang said with a smile: "What you said is a bit bragging."

The half-hundred old man was taken aback, and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Wei, my royal family has been passed down for hundreds of years. It has always said what it says and does what it says."

"Are you sure? Since you're so confident, that's fine. Let's talk about it. Since the Wang family is an aristocratic family, you should know the value of top-quality spiritual tea. To prolong life, it is equivalent to a panacea for mortals."

"You say, such a treasure, what do you use to buy it? Chinese currency? How many Chinese currency do you think is suitable? Ten billion? One hundred billion? Let's go for one hundred billion, one hundred billion and a half taels. I want cash, do you have it?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.

The half-hundred old man was silent.

"Hey, don't talk about favors and repayment in the future. If you say it, it's white prostitution, which is more shameless than robbery. I believe that a dignified family will definitely not be able to do it."

"If you can come up with something that I like, it's okay to exchange it for half a liang of spirit tea. I'm a good talker, fair trade, and no deception."

Wei Yang continued to speak, and blocked all the words, and then looked at the old man with a smile.

Talk about a family, but shut up is not bad for money.

Alright, show off your muscles and let me see how wealthy you are.

The half-hundred old man looked embarrassed.

Now, if we have a baby, how about secretly coming to trade with Master Jiang?

But if you want to buy it, even a single leaf of top-quality spiritual tea is of invaluable value. No matter how much you ask for, there are people rushing to ask for it.

As for the old man of the Wang family, he was plagued by many diseases and his body was seriously overdrawn. What he needed was not just a leaf, but at least one or two spirit teas to bring him back to life.

However, the half-hundred old man found out now.

He couldn't afford a serious deal.

And it seems that he can't beat it.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"What? Can't you afford it? Look, I told you that you are bragging, and you are still quibbling."

"It's enough."

Beside the half-hundred old man, a middle-aged man couldn't help yelling angrily.

Wei Yang glanced at him, his eyes were sharp, piercing his heart, he couldn't help covering his neck, feeling as if he was being strangled, he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed red.

Seeing that his eyes were turning white and he was about to die, suddenly the confinement of his neck seemed to be loosened, and he finally felt able to breathe. He gasped for breath, his face was still in shock, and his whole body was shaking.

"If you don't have strength, just stand upright, don't talk nonsense, and be a low-key person, won't you? Bai Chang is so old."

Wei Yang sneered.

Then he looked at the half-baid old man and said, "Tell me, do you want to buy it or not? Don't waste my time, everyone is a decent person, can you pay attention to efficiency."

Forced by Wei Yang's aura, half a hundred old people dare not look at each other, their embarrassing toes can dig out three rooms and one living room.

Finally, he couldn't help but turn around and strode away.

Wei Yang pursed his lips, and said disdainfully in a voice that half a hundred old people could hear: "It turns out he's a poor man, let's pretend."

The half-hundred old man staggered and almost fell, his face was even more flushed, angry and annoyed, but he had nothing to say, he could only quicken his pace.

The old man's subordinates also followed in desperation.

At this time, Wei Yang looked at Master Jiang who was stunned, and said with a smile: "Old Jiang, are you interested in hanging out with me?"