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Chapter 6 Inscription Art(2/2)

After sending Duan Lingtian off respectfully, he also left the weapon shop and walked to the Chen family's residence.

There was news about the possible appearance of a weapon refiner in Qingfeng Town. He must report it to the family head as soon as possible to avoid letting the other two families get there first!

"You really have to spend money... I spent less than half of the twenty taels of silver my mother gave me right now."

Duan Lingtian shook his head and took a shortcut to the Li family's residence.

When passing by the junction of Sanjiafang City in Qingfeng Town, Duan Lingtian found a group of people gathered around the roadside, pointing.

Out of curiosity, Duan Lingtian squeezed into the crowd.

I saw a woman in mourning clothes kneeling on the roadside. The woman's long hair covered her face.

Judging from her figure, she should be about fifteen years old, a young girl.

In front of her, there was a piece of paper with a few bright red characters written on it:

Sell ​​yourself to bury your mother!

Duan Lingtian didn't expect that he would encounter a plot that could only be seen on TV in his previous life.

As the former King of Soldiers, his keen intuition allowed him to clearly feel the aura of sadness that inadvertently exuded from the girl's body.

"Tsk tsk...little girl, you have a pretty good figure. Raise your head and show me. If you look good, I will buy you back as my personal maid."

A fat man in well-dressed clothes with a big belly and a nouveau riche look looked at the girl kneeling on the ground lustfully.

"That's right, no one dares to buy it without raising their head."

Someone encouraged me.

"I will only raise my head if a benefactor is willing to help me bury my mother."

The girl spoke, but still did not raise her head, her voice as sweet as an oriole's, full of stubbornness.

"The voice is pretty good, but if you don't raise your head, you must have an ugly face. Master..."

Before the fat man in Chinese clothes with a big belly could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold snort from Duan Lingtian who couldn't stand it.

"I'll give you ten taels of silver, and you can bury your mother properly."

Duan Lingtian walked up to the girl and said softly.

"Thank you, Master."

The girl's body trembled slightly, she slowly raised her head, and stretched out a pair of soft little hands to push her long hair away from her face.

A clean and fair face, slightly childish, without makeup, showing the beauty of bare makeup...

Under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, there is a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, showing strength despite the grievances, which is pitiful.

Her nose is straight and her red lips are plump and attractive.

It makes people have the urge to kiss directly!

Duan Lingtian originally had the same idea as the fat man in Chinese clothes. This girl was unwilling to raise her head. She must be too ugly to look at the audience.

But who would have thought that the girl turned out to be a beautiful woman!

Coupled with her exquisite figure, she looks slim and graceful.

It is conceivable that when the girl grows up in the future, she will be a beauty that will captivate the whole country.

For a moment, the men around him swallowed hard, their eyes showing greed.

"He only contributed ten taels of silver, and I contributed twenty taels! From now on, just follow me."

The fat man in Chinese clothes with a big belly almost drooled when he saw the girl's true appearance, and couldn't wait to bid.

"I'll pay thirty taels!"

Someone else followed suit.

"I'll pay fifty taels!"

"I'll pay sixty taels!"



Seeing these people competing to bid, Duan Lingtian watched with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!
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