Chapter 872 Monk Ziqi

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

【System: Ziyang Taoist temple, it is the Taoist temple where He Rui is planning to test in advance. 】

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

Yuan Ze exchanged simple greetings, but said very sincerely, "I like this high-grade talisman very much, and I ask Fellow Daoist Qin to bid for 250 pieces, and I will take it all."

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

But others reacted, "I want to buy it too!"

"I also want!"

"Ziyang Guan, you have to be ashamed, there are so many people, you want to monopolize it!"

Enthusiasm rushed over like waves, and the competition venue suddenly looked like a bazaar. Some people found that Qin Lele was silent, and started bidding.

One person asked for a price, and that person quickly increased the price. They were unmoved even when the referee stopped him.

Jokes, quality symbols are rare. And their usual jobs are very dangerous, one more good talisman is like one more life.

Now, who is talking about jealousy or not, the one who can draw a good character is dad!

Yuan Ze refused to give an inch, even left his seat, and threw himself in front of Qin Lele, "I'll speak first, first come, first served, Daoist Qin, you should consider me first..."

Before he finished speaking, two people stretched out their hands, one of them dragged him by one leg, dragged him away, threw him aside, and stepped forward instead.

"Fellow 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 for me first."

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

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

Qin Lele: "..."

Big moist eyes blinked blankly.

She asked in her head: "Aren't they too exaggerated? It's just a few pieces of paper."

【System: But the truth is, many people can't draw with such good quality. Many people can draw, but the speed is slow and the effect is not good. As I said, you are the most talented person I have ever met, even better than Yunda. 】

Qin Lele suddenly frowned.

She coughed a few times: "Everyone, calm down first, we still have a competition, let's talk after the competition."

She snatched the talisman back from one person very bluntly, then strolled up to the others and stretched out her hand.

Everyone reluctantly returned the things to her.

Qin Lele seemed to be at home, wandering around the venue, recycling her own works.

Recycling and counting.

"249, one piece short."

She looked at an unattractive man accurately.

The man covered his pocket, thought for a while, and threw out a bank card.

"I bought it."

Baozi's face reappeared, "You are buying by force, isn't it right!"

The man quickly threw out another jade pendant, "Add this."

Qin Lele: "Hey, the more you are like this, the less Lele will sell."

The man thought for a while, and immediately changed his face, "You have pity on me, I lose half my life every time I practice as a master, and I really want something to save my life. And this time, at the end of the individual competition, maybe I will meet what danger..."

He shed tears directly.

"Have pity on me."

He pushed the bank card and jade pendant over.

Qin Lele: "..."

【System: Will you sell it? 】

Qin Lele is thinking about it. After all, this person is crying very sadly. It can be seen that he has suffered a lot in every previous experience.

Just when her heart was softening, she noticed a lot of scorching gazes, and turned her head to look, okay, everyone stopped competing, and stared at her scorchingly, like a dog looking at a big piece of meat.

【System: Don't sell it, or everyone will sell it badly, and you will be drowned in tears. 】

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

If they have more chances to survive, they will 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 slender like jade, white as snow, and the Buddhist beads wrapped around the fingers are extremely bright.

"Prayer beads?"

She blinked, looked up, saw the man's appearance clearly, and slowly opened her mouth wide.

【System: Lele, come back to your senses! 】

"Benefactor Qin, your talisman."

Qin Lele blinked and suddenly held her face.

【System: Lele...】

"Handsome guy! No, what a handsome monk!"

The monk is very young. He looks about the same age as Qin An.

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

【System: Because he is handsome enough. 】

"Hey (*^▽^*

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

"Clear Water View, Qin Lele."

The young monk understood: "Qianen Temple, Ziqi."

"Master Ziqi is good."

The monk nodded with a smile, and his every move was full of dust, which was very attractive.

Qin Lele was delighted to see it, and couldn't even care about the man who had the talisman taken away.

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

【system:! 】

Ziqi was confused: "Ziqi doesn't remember that there is a Master Long in Zizi's generation, where did he become a monk?"

"Snow Dragon Temple!"

"No," Qin Lele finally realized that Young Master Long is a Taoist priest, not a monk. She wanted to deliberately run on Young Master Long and the monk before, but now, Master Ziqi is not within the scope of her desire to run on, "Lele was wrong. !"

Ziqi smiled with a good temper: "Before, there were not many contacts between temples, so it's normal for donors to misunderstand."

Qin Lele cupped her face, her eyes were full of little stars, "You are so nice~"

But some people are very bad now.

For example, other monks who are still in group A.

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

A bald head said contemptuously: "Even if you come from Qingshui Temple, this knowledge is too little."

Many bald heads stared at her, obviously disliking this misunderstanding.

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

The system felt strange, and it was impossible for Su He not to guess this. Both Taoist priests and monks can be called masters, but only monks are called mages. Su He deliberately let the host say this, in order to make the host offend the monks.

The host is targeted, is there any benefit to Suhe?

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

And some people are angry.

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

Qin Lele apologized without distraction: "Oh, Lele now understands, sorry~"

(end of this chapter)