Chapter 628

Confucian temple is a temple dedicated to the sages of Confucianism. Generally, it is dedicated to Confucius, Mencius and other sages.

The Confucian temple in Ancheng has been for some years. Standing outside, many of the outer walls of the Confucian temple fell off and fell to the ground.

Those who come here are basically tourists. Few people offer sacrifices today.

After all, students want a good university or something, all they want is Wenchang emperor.

Yan Tao and Qin Zong stood out in the crowd.

Yan Tao and Qin Zong are wearing masks. Their temperament is more eye-catching, but they are also OK.

Liu Wu stood so magnanimous that he brazenly publicized his "handsome little face" and winked at the passing girls from time to time, which made young master Yan want to hit people.

Yan Tao: "zongzong, can I kill him?"

Qin Zong: "I have the same idea."

Young master Yan and master Qin's dangerous eyes fell on Liu Wumian at the same time. He was so frightened that his hair stood upright. He took out the exit cover in a panic and put it on. He put his hands together and admitted his mistake. "I'm wrong, you two masters. Don't worry about me if you don't remember villains."

Yantao is too lazy to argue with him.

She has to get the Lingyuan as soon as possible.

The boy inserted his pocket with one hand when he entered the crowded antique street.

This street is not only decorated with antiques, but also some handicraft shops. There are a lot of bustling people.

Xiaoqi has no electricity. Yantao has to scan things in the street by herself.

After all, she doesn't know how to identify antiques.

Even if some things are true, it's useless to put them in.

While others were not paying attention, she gently touched the middle finger of her right index finger on her eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again, his right eye turned light red, like a layer of fog, covering his eyes.

The boy looked up into the distance.

His sight penetrated the crowd and almost saw everything hundreds of meters around him.

Her eyes suddenly moved.

There are at most a dozen real things on this antique street.

What a pity it's useless.

"Zong Zong," Yan Tao raised her pretty eyebrows and looked in a good mood. She grabbed Qin Zong's hand and walked to the west of the street.

There are seven or eight odd stalls over there. They look very shabby.

Yan Tao took a fancy to a big stone.

The boy seemed to be very interested in the stone. He circled around it. From time to time, he stretched out his hand to knock twice and looked at Qin Zong with bright eyes. "Zong Zong, the shape of the stone is very special. How about taking it back as a rockery?"

The stone is about half a person high, wrapped with a layer of skin, and its skin is rough.

Qin zongfeng narrowed her eyes and took a step back. Her tone was unspeakable. "The shape... Is really special."

The stall owner is a chubby middle-aged man with white skin and narrow eyes. He looks very kind.

Yan Tao sweeps his eyes at random, and the corners of his lips are slightly tilted.

"Do guests want to buy this stone? I pulled it back from Myanmar and spent a lot of money. Unfortunately, I didn't produce anything good. It just hit me in the head."

"If you want to buy it, just give me a cost price and take away 10000 yuan."

Liu Wu stared, "ten thousand yuan, boss, why don't you grab it? It's nice to ask for so much money from Myanmar. We're wronged!"

Although Liu Wu is a rich second generation and has a lot of money in his hand, he doesn't have the kind heart to be a good money boy.

"This little brother, your speech is a little ugly," said the boss with a very honest smile. "At least it was pulled back from Myanmar. Ten thousand yuan is already my conscience price."

The boss looked at the young man and liked him very much. His eyes were very poisonous. At another glance, he saw that Yan Tao was not ordinary and thought to kill them.