I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 117 Handling Storage Bags

The boy's figure froze in vain, reaching out his hand to touch the head of the black pig in his arms.

The tricks that were always easy to use didn't work. The black pig tilted his head and avoided his hand.

The black pig jumped out of the boy's embrace.

Huang Yifan didn't know why, and felt a little flustered, as if he had been caught by his parents for doing something bad.

But the problem is he didn't do anything bad?

Isn't it just acting a little bit like it?

This is also wrong?

The voice gradually changed from flustered to calm, "Dahuang, listen to my explanation."

The black pig turned half a pig's face, and communicated with the young man in the same mind:

you say.

By the way, let's talk about what happened to your expression just now?Seems quite skilled?

Liu Yixiang: Rhubarb, won't you praise my performance well?

Da Huang said that he didn't want to talk to him, and he was a little unhappy.

Ignoring the strange eyes of the monks around him and the black pig, the boy squatted down so that his eyes were at the same level as the black pig.

He communicated with it in a very serious way: You may not believe it when you say it... I don't know who it is.

The black pig looked puzzled.

Xiangxiang, are you good at making up?Almost even fooled me.

You don't know who Ranran is?Ah.

Huang Yifan was confident: I didn't know who Ranran was, but I made it up out of thin air.

In order not to bother to get the bellyband.

Rhubarb is suspicious: Are you really someone outside?

Without thinking, the young man blurted out in the interlinking of thoughts without even thinking: There is no one else, no ran, I only have Huang Huang.

The black pig's complexion improved slightly.

He paused again, and squinted at him: Then you acted like that just now?Do you know a lot about men and women?

The boy's squatting body froze again, and then he thought of something, and his eyeballs twitched.

There is a saying that it is better to strike first.

He didn't pick up what the big dog said, but crackled and asked a long series of questions, one sentence after another, without giving Da Huang the slightest chance to respond.

——Then why do you know so clearly about men and women?Don't you understand my heart for you?Do you suspect that I am someone outside?Of course, it is true that I fabricated it out of thin air to fool others.Rhubarb, you have changed.

On the ground, the puffy cheeks of the black pig gradually disappeared.

There was a confused look in the dark eyeballs, and he didn't know how to answer the question that came to him suddenly.

Something seems wrong?
The boy shook the black pig's head, which immediately disturbed Rhubarb's thoughts.

Thinking of the boy's problem, he couldn't help panicking, did he just glance at it when he read the book of mortal stories?

Xiangxiang wouldn't think it was that kind of... lustful dog, right?

Rhubarb lacked energy, said: Just... from the book.

The boy couldn't help pinching the black pig's ears.

Read less scriptures in the future.

ah?Oh.

However, this matter was resolved by Huang Yifan's quick wit, asking Rhubarb back.

The boy and the black pig didn't notice the idiot-like eyes of the monks passing by.

……

Huang Yifan and the black pig reconciled as before, and now he held it in his arms again.

Walking outside the same cave, the stone platform under the cave is nothing more than different items.

Looking at the broken sword tips on the stone platform, as well as those old and dusty secret treasure fragments, he was very greedy.

It's a pity that the number of "wisdom eyes" has been used up today.

I can only wait until tomorrow when the system resets the number of times for the treasure hunt bag, and then visit the dark market.

He was very satisfied with this peach-colored gold-colored butterfly wearing a flowered bellyband that he had picked up by mistake.

The only thing is, this is obviously a spirit treasure that can move instantly, but its appearance is so unscrupulous.

I really can't imagine what kind of bad intentions the craftsman who made this apron had in mind to make it.

Refining the teleportation treasure into a bellyband.

It's no wonder that he didn't notice the difference in the bellyband at first, as the bellyband didn't reveal the slightest breath.

He really couldn't associate this apron with Lingbao.

He was able to successfully buy the apron, and it was thanks to Rhubarb that he got the teleportation treasure, otherwise he would never have used the pouch to sweep the apron.

Of course, there is also a certain element of his good acting skills.

It's not that he's blowing it up, his acting skills are becoming more and more proficient now.

Huang Yifan rubbed his chin. Anyway, it was still three months away from half a year, so he could stay in Xuanming City for a few more days.

Come to the dark market again every day, and you can find some secret treasures if you don't want it.

He can't waste the number of checks.

Hey.

The black pig lying on its back in its arms was facing the young man's chin directly. It could see Xiangxiang's nostrils and Xiangxiang's self-satisfied expression.

Secretly rolled his eyes.

I swear in my heart: Xiangxiang is so proud of herself!Obviously its acting skills are not bad, okay?

……

After walking all the way, he only saw caves where he could buy things, but he didn't see any place that seemed to deal with shady things.

He didn't want to delay any longer, he still wanted to go back to make alchemy.

Then he found a monk at random, and cupped his hands, the light in his eyes fluctuating.

"Brother, do you know where the dark market is selling things?"

The monk raised his eyebrows, "You follow this warm pearl until you reach a dark place."

"Thank you."

"It's okay."

Huang Yifan heard the news he wanted, hugged the black pig, and quickened his pace to walk along the pearls on both sides.

Not long after, they came to a junction between darkness and light.

The huge dark shadow was reflected on the ground by the warm-colored pearls. This little dark color was nothing to him, and his eyes could clearly see everything in the dark.

There were more people in the dark than he saw in the bright place, and the voices of people among them were boiling, and from time to time they could hear yelling whether to buy big or small.

He stepped into the shadows and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Slowly push open the stone door in the shadow, and walk in, the inside is still the same black.

It's just that there are faint green fires burning all around, and the green fire light hits the blue-faced fang mask, giving him a strange feeling out of thin air.

This is the dark market.

Many small wooden tables were set up in the dark market, and the wooden tables were surrounded by monks, betting big and small.

He stood aside and watched for a while, as to whether those monks cheated with spiritual energy, he didn't know.

There are many gambling games like this in the dark market, and there is only one place that does not seem to be so noisy. Occasionally, two or three monks will pass by and talk to the female monk lying there.

A rattan chair, on which lay a nun.

Nothing but this.

The female cultivator lying on the wicker chair formed two different feelings from everything around her, clearly distinct.

Almost instantly, Huang Yifan was sure that that was the place to deal with shady...

Avoiding the noisy crowd, he walked up to the female monk lying on the wicker chair and stood still.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was flat, "Can you store the storage bag?"

The female monk opened her eyes instantly, with a happy smile, "Accept! Of course!"

With a swipe of his slender hand, the scene in front of the boy's eyes changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)