Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

The stall was set up by an old man in sixties wearing simple cloth. The stall in front of him was no different from other people setting up stalls. It was a large piece of cloth with some scattered objects on it.

The only difference was that the other stalls were crowded with people, but the old man's stall was the only one. People passing by stopped and didn't know what they said to the old man, and the former shook his sleeves and left angrily.

"Old man, how can I sell this small tripod?"

Shen Yi'an and Ye Liyan came to the old man's stall and got straight to the point.

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, then looked back, shook his head and said calmly: "You are not destined people. I only sell these rags to the destined people."

Shen Yi'an smiled hoarsely and said: "I wonder if [Youyuanren] like me can buy it."

"As I said, I only sell these rags to the destined people. Neither you nor this girl is the destined person I am waiting for." The old man lowered his eyes and waved his hand to greet the guests.

"Old man, I am really a [Yuanren], why don't you take a look?"

The old man was helpless. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Yi'an handing over a five thousand tael banknote, and his eyes twitched fiercely.

This small tripod, which contains the power of wind and thunder, is in perfect condition. Once you get it in your hand, it can be used if it is imprinted with the unique spiritual imprint of a magician. For such a rare treasure, even five thousand taels of silver can be regarded as being picked up by Shen Yi'an.

"What I'm talking about is a person with a destiny, not a person with a Yuan." The old man emphasized the word "Yuan" angrily.

"Goodbye, old man, it's fate that we met, how can we not be considered destined to be together?" Shen Yi'an's main focus is to be thick-skinned. After five years of traveling in the world and running a chamber of commerce, he has already mastered the "shameless magic skill".

There are not so many predestined relationships, it's just that the other person doesn't like you, and you get to know each other once and twice. As long as you are thick-skinned enough, a national master can be your teacher.

The old man was speechless and began to look at Shen Yi'an with a critical eye. Since the latter maintained this "ordinary" state on weekdays, unless he was stronger than him, anyone would think that Shen Yi'an was just an exceptionally handsome young master from a wealthy family. , as for the strength, I am afraid that some ordinary people who do hard work are a bit stronger than him.

On the other hand, Ye Liyan has a strong inner energy, her face is covered with gauze, and her beautiful eyes are full of spirituality. Their brightness is like stars, which shows that she is extremely intelligent and considerate. With some simple Qi reading techniques, you can see that Ye Liyan is still the kind of majestic person. If a lucky person can marry this girl, he will simply bring his lucky star back home.

The old man withdrew his gaze from Ye Liyan, only feeling regretful that his lineage was only passed down to men and not to women, and the other party was already a proud daughter of the Tianwu Realm. She obviously had a disciple. He looked at Shen Yi'an again, with something more in his eyes. Some contempt for men.

The Taoist priest's handsomeness is indeed useful in this world. An ordinary person can seduce a proud girl who has reached the Tianwu realm and make a living.

Shen Yi'an had a question mark on his face. He had caught the old man's contemptuous look. He wouldn't mistakenly think that he was a freeloader, right? !

"Ugh."

Sighing, just when the old man thought that Shen Yian was no longer insisting, he saw Shen Yian taking back the five thousand tael banknote and taking out another ten thousand tael banknote.

If this small tripod was sold in Qianjin Pavilion and sold for thirty or forty thousand taels, it would not be an exaggeration. Ten thousand taels would not be a loss.

This time it was the old man's turn to twitch the corner of his mouth fiercely. He was curious about where this young man came from. Are all the people in the world so rich now? They just paid away thousands of taels of silver, right? !

"Are you just going to let him spend your money?" The old man looked at Ye Liyan and completely misunderstood Shen Yian as a love interest.

Ye Liyan's beautiful eyes were full of doubts, when did her husband spend his own money? The sum of all the pieces of silver in her purse was not worth a banknote that her husband randomly took out. Thinking about it this way, she felt a little inferior.

Shen Yian was helpless and explained with a smile: "Old man, you may have misunderstood something. I am not..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sweet voice like a silver bell interrupted.

"Uncle Lianshan, come here quickly, there seems to be a good treasure here." The girl in purple squatted in front of the stall, reached out and picked up a compass and started looking at it.

The old man patiently continued to repeat: "Girl, you are not a destined person. I only sell these rags to lucky people."

"Sell something, just sell something, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Murong Lianshan, wearing a bamboo hat and a fierce look on his face, strode forward, pressing down on the three people present with the overwhelming force of the Heavenly Sword.

Shen Yian hugged Ye Liyan's shoulders and dissipated the domineering pressure without leaving any trace.

His appearance is easy to pass by, and is about 70-80% similar to his original appearance. You can tell them apart if you look closely. Even if someone asks, he has an explanation.

The old man was not afraid of Murong Lianshan at all, and hummed: "I said, this bit of rags will only be sold to those who are destined!"

An aura belonging to the old man was on par with Murong Lianshan's coercion. As time went by, it was obvious that the old man was having a lot of difficulty.

"Ok?"

Murong Lianshan glanced sideways and noticed Shen Yi'an and the two of them, frowned slightly, and tentatively saluted: "Your Highness, King Chu?"

"What? His Royal Highness the King of Chu?!" The girl in purple and the old man looked at Shen Yian in surprise at the same time.

"Sorry, you got the wrong person. I am not His Highness the King of Chu."

Shen Yian replied calmly, but felt disgusted in his heart, why did he meet this disgusting guy again.

Murong Lianshan stared at Shen Yi'an's face, then frowned and said coldly: "You are indeed not him."

After confirming that it was not the case, he instantly lost interest in Shen Yi'an and continued to look at the old man. Then he turned to the girl in purple and asked, "Yu Han, are you interested in something?"

Murong Yuhan's face turned pale, and he felt uncomfortable in the center of the two people's momentum: "Uncle Lianshan, can you and this old man calm down your momentum first? I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable."

Murong Lianshan did not answer, snorted coldly, and the old man put down his momentum at the same time. There were many people around him, and he did not want to become the target of public criticism like the last auction in Tianwu City.

"You all should go, I won't sell this rag anymore!" the old man said angrily, and was about to close the stall and leave.

Murong Yuhan saw this and said quickly: "Old man, we are really here to buy your things sincerely. I apologize to you for my uncle's behavior just now!"

Saying that, Murong Yuhan quickly bent down to apologize.

"No, I can't afford this bow!" the old man said avoiding him. If he wasn't in a crowded place, the other party might really kill him and seize the treasure.

"Old man, we can discuss whether there is such a thing as fate." Shen Yian said earnestly.

"No need to discuss!" the old man replied simply.

Shen Yi'an and Ye Liyan looked at each other, and finally sent a message to the old man according to the problem that his wife saw: [Old man, your meridians are damaged and you cannot perform your energy at full strength. I happen to have relevant healing elixirs here that can repair the meridians. We can exchange what each other needs]

The old man's movements stagnated and he looked at Shen Yian in disbelief. Regarding the meridians, he had always hidden them very well, and he had not been in contact with the other party at all. How did he know that his meridians were damaged? He felt that his time was running out and he was eager to find a successor to inherit his mantle.