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Chapter 887 Mr. Zhao

At the Qianshan City Night Market, hundreds of lanterns light up the night, and countless vendors sell goods on the streets.

A scholar also pulled Li Ming aside and started talking eloquently about how his ancestor had gone up the mountain to seek Taoism and achieved success. It was said that he had come down the mountain later, but so many years had passed that he had no immediate relatives left. He only left behind a few Taoist books and disappeared.

What the scholar said was very convincing and didn't seem like a fabrication.

Of course, Li Ming believed it in his heart, not because of what the scholar said, nor because of the ancient Taoist scripture, but because among this stall of ancient books, there were indeed a few that could be considered Taoist books.

It's not just scribbles. The words in this book are not from this dynasty. Even Li Ming can only make a rough idea of ​​it now, relying on the blessing of [Comprehensive Knowledge of Words] to have a rough understanding of its meaning, but he can be sure that this must be a Taoist book.

Therefore, it is very likely that there was an ancestor in this book who had a connection with Taoism, but we don’t know what the outcome was.

Seeing that the scholar did not ask for a higher price but honestly offered a very low price, Li Ming nodded.

"In that case, I want all your books!"

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, Taoist priest, thank you very much!" The book was overjoyed and was about to roll up the cloth that covered the ground, but unexpectedly a low voice suddenly sounded at this time.

"Wait, are you stealing my stuff and selling it again?"

"I didn't steal. This originally belongs to my house. How can it be considered stealing?" The scholar just felt like someone was pinching his throat when he heard this voice, and immediately retorted with a flushed face.

"Humph, your father has already mortgaged your house to me, so the things inside the house are naturally mine."

As that person spoke, a middle-aged man of medium build walked out slowly, followed by five or six servants. As they walked down the street, they exuded an aura of bullying men and women, and dominating the market.

The scholar immediately argued, "Mr. Zhao, this isn't the day yet. There are still fifteen days. As long as I can collect enough money, I can redeem the house. Since I can redeem it, how can you say that the things in my house are yours?"

"Hmph, quibbling! Your father owes me a full eight hundred taels of silver. If you don't sell the house, what are you going to use to redeem it?" Mr. Zhao said in a cold voice. He didn't care about anything else and waved his hand, signaling his left and right to come forward and wipe out the scholar's stall. However, his actions were extremely rude, and the other people around him didn't even dare to comment. They just looked at the scholar with pity. It can be seen that Mr. Zhao has been dominating the local area for a long time and everyone is afraid of him.

This behavior had already displeased Li Ming, but who would have thought that a tall and strong man among the servants actually reached out to push Li Ming.

"Humph!"

Li Ming snorted softly, his feet seemed to have taken root. The man could not move at all, so he pushed him with twelve points of strength. As the saying goes, one can push once, but not twice. This time, Li Ming would not let him off. With a light shake, he used a little strength to bounce back all the force he had pushed him with. Even without using magic power, these few pieces of material could not withstand Li Ming's finger.

"Ouch."

The man only let out a cry and fell out. The angle of his fall was so perfect that he actually knocked over several other servants, and they immediately turned into a pile of gourds rolling on the ground.

"you!"

Mr. Zhao had no idea what kind of person he had provoked and was still cursing him as a piece of trash.

"Hey, you Taoist villain, you dare to fight back! You really don't know what's good for you! Believe it or not, I will report you to the government, take off your Taoist robe, and punish you!!" Because Li Ming had just trained these little bugs, he knew very well the resentful and vicious thoughts in people's hearts, and knew that Mr. Zhao had countless evil thoughts in his mind, so he sneered.

Release a few small insects and let them drill into the man's nostrils.

In just a moment, Mr. Zhao suddenly began to snore loudly, leaned back straight, and fell asleep, sleeping like a baby.

Li Ming shook his head and said, "Sorry, I made a mistake."

After saying that he was wrong, Li Ming urged the other insects again, but saw Zhao Yuanwai suddenly crawling up, his eyes full of bloodshot, and pounced to the side, frantically eating the garbage and food scraps thrown away by others.

By this time, many tourists and vendors had noticed this place, but they were wondering why Mr. Zhao, who usually ate all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, was eating these slop-like things today.

This gluttonous bug, after being refined by Li Ming, is naturally extraordinary. He had just tried it out, but now it is exerting its full strength. How could a mere mortal like him bear it?

But after a while, all the food was eaten, and he actually grabbed some dirt and stuffed it into his mouth, not caring that his stomach had already swelled up. If Li Ming didn't take the insect back, he was afraid that he would choke himself to death with the dirt.

At this time, Li Mingcai waved his hand to put away his greed and sleepiness, looked at Zhao Yuanwai coldly, and asked, "Do you understand what is good and what is bad now?"

As soon as the greedy insect was gone, Zhao Yuanwai's eyes were immediately filled with deep fear. Although the greedy insect had just aroused his desire, he was sober, but he could not control himself. That behavior was entirely from his own fault.

He simply fell to the ground, completely ignoring his own mess. Dirt and slop were still pouring out of his mouth, but he just kept backing away, trembling and saying, "Demon, demon, demon!!"

Some people nearby were ready to laugh at the joke, but when they saw Mr. Zhao in such a miserable state, they were mostly frightened. Even his own servants did not dare to say a word, for fear that Li Ming would hit them too.

One of them even put away all the things he had just snatched, trembling, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Li Ming, saying: "Master, please let my servant go."

Li Ming didn't say much, just waved his hand, and those people immediately felt as if they had been pardoned. In a few seconds, they carried Mr. Zhao away.

Then Li Ming looked at the scholar with a smile and said, "Why, can you calculate how much it is?"

Although the scholar was also afraid, he still said when he saw Li Ming's smiling face: "Thank you for helping me out, Taoist priest. I won't take a penny. Taoist priest, if you want it, then take it."

"Oh?" Li Ming tilted his head and smiled, then said.

"You know these things are worth a fortune, and I can't just take them lightly. Well, if you have any troubles, just tell me, and I'll use them as leverage to buy all your stuff."

The scholar immediately smiled and said, "I couldn't ask for more. In that case, please follow me, Taoist priest."

Li Ming nodded slightly and pointed casually, and the things the scholar brought out were immediately put into his Qiankun bag. This magic trick immediately caused the onlookers to exclaim in surprise, but I don’t know whether most people called him a demon or an immortal.

(End of this chapter)