Flower Master in the City Chapter 1902: Throw you in the trash can
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It turns out that it really is that simple.
After Luo Quandong was beaten up by summer, he didn't know his life or death.
The star points and light floating in the air were also quickly recovered, and finally condensed into a thumb-sized crystal-like object, which fell into Zhao Qingqing's hands.
"What is this?" Zhao Qingqing spread the thing out in his palm and found that its surface is transparent, but there are a dozen white star points flowing in it, and there are very thin lines between them. Writing: "Are the little dots alive?"
Xiamen doesn’t seem to know what it is called, but it’s not difficult for him: "Those star points are called critical points, and the white lines are called dividing lines, so the magic weapon is called teleportation treasure."
"Master, are you serious?" Rao Qingqing was very convinced of Xia Tian, and at this time, he also doubted that he was talking nonsense.
"Whatever it's called, this thing is useless anyway." Xia Tian returned to her indifferent appearance.
Zhao Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, and said puzzledly, "Didn't Luo Quandong just use it?"
"Excessive damage, so only idiots without aura can barely use it." Xia Xia lazily explained: "We are immortal cultivators. Once the aura gets in, this thing is simply destroyed."
"Can't it be repaired?" Zhao Qingqing asked: "What if we cooperate with mudra and incantation?"
Xiamen curled his lips: "The spells and mudra are deceptive and useless."
Luo Quandong does not know any spells, but he has learned some of the mudra, but it has nothing to do with this magic weapon. This magic weapon was obtained from the weird space of an ancient tomb many years ago. According to his inference, it should be the relic of a certain cultivator. It took him a long time to figure out the purpose of the broken magic weapon. Is the transmission function, and the other is the prisoner
Fast function. It's a pity that Luo Quandong is not a cultivator of immortality, and there is no aura in his body, so he can't use those two functions freely. That magic weapon is usually warmed up with a variety of antiques that contain thin auras to prevent the function of the remaining magic weapon from being completely destroyed. Because of the instability of the magic weapon, Luo Quandong could not use it often, and was afraid that it would be remembered by other powerful people, so he compiled a set of so-called spells and mudra to confuse others. Ordinary people may be fooled when they see Luo Quandong’s ridiculous handprints and obscure spells. For example, people from the Wan Gu Association are also deceived
Luo Quandong was bluffing, so he would cooperate with him.
Xia Xia saw through Luo Quandong's tricks at a glance. Before he was too lazy to pierce him, he was quite interested in the magic weapon he was hiding, so he waited for the idiot to use it, but was disappointed.
"Master, where are all the people who were taken away by this...er, "Transport Treasure" before?" Zhao Qingqing didn't know how to call the thing in his hand, so he could only call it the name Xia Xia gave it.
Xiamen was not curious about this at all, and said casually: "It is estimated that it was sent to some place randomly. Anyway, it is right if you are not dead. If you care, you can ask someone to find it."
"Forget it." Zhao Qingqing asked again: "Master, what happened to that old man who was absorbed into a mass of energy by him?"
"There is no such function at all. The idiot surnamed Luo is just acting, trying to scare us." Xia Xia said lazily.
Zhao Qingqing felt extremely uncomfortable at once, and called the person from the Tiandao group, and brought Luo Quandong, who didn't know his life or death, and Luo Yuming, who was already asleep in the room, back to the Tiandao group.
"Master, what should I do with this thing?" Zhao Qingqing stayed to accompany Xia Xia, showing the things in her palms to Xia Xia.
Xiamen said with a smile: "Qingqing girl, if you like it, put it away, just use it as a pendant or something."
Use the magic weapon as a pendant? Although Zhao Qingqing thinks this little thing is really pretty, she shook her head: "Let's put it away, maybe it will be useful someday."
"That's up to you." Summer did not disagree with this, but said: "I'm a little hungry, let's eat something."
Zhao Qingqing looked around, the terrain is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by villas, basically there is no place to eat: "It seems that there is no food here, should we go back to eat?"
"No, just find a place anywhere." In the summer, holding Zhao Qingqing's thin waist, his figure flashed into the quite prosperous city.
Looking at the past, shops on both sides are lined with neon lights everywhere, which is very different from the previous scene.
"Master, what are we going to eat, barbecue?" Zhao Qingqing knows the amount of food in summer, and the average small shop may not be able to feed him. "I remember that there is a barbecue restaurant in front of it."
Summer nodded and promised: "Okay, then go and have a look."
After the two walked forward for a while, they met a few flyers who were wearing uniform volunteer costumes and seemed to be engaged in activities.
Zhao Qingqing took one at random, opened it and took a look, and found that it was garbage sorting. He couldn't help but look at it a few more times, then folded it twice and put it in his pocket.
"You are sick! Why stop me!"
At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded not far away, and everyone around him felt that their eardrums were about to break.
Zhao Qingqing couldn't help but glanced over there, and found that a middle-aged man about 40 years old was tantrum at an 18 or 19 year old volunteer girl.
The young girl was not intimidated, she just reminded softly: "Sir, your trash is all mixed up. It's best to sort them and throw them into the corresponding trash cans."
"I divide your mother into X. I have thrown garbage for decades, so why do you want to teach it!" The middle-aged man stared at the girl and cursed, "Go away, I There's still more things, I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you here." "Sir, we are volunteers. We are doing the activity of how to distinguish four kinds of garbage. You only need to spend about five to ten minutes to distinguish clearly. What kind of **** is this?" The young girl was quite calm, still
Old and Yanyue said: "Doing a good job of garbage classification is also responsible for our environment, the earth, and our future..."
"It's not over, right!" The middle-aged man was rather impatient, "Do you want to sort it out by yourself, can you afford to delay my time?" "Sir, I think you should take some time to understand. "The young girl is petite and cute, and her character is a bit soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She was not intimidated by the big voice of the middle-aged man. She continued to persuade: "Now garbage sorting is only
During the promotion period, if you wait for the formal regulations to be issued, you will be fined for throwing garbage like this. You may be fined up to 200 yuan..."
The girl’s words were not finished yet, the middle-aged man took out his wallet, took out a few hundred-yuan bills with two fingers, and threw them directly on the girl’s face: “I’m just asking for money, I’ll give you five. Hundreds, Ma Liu let me out!"
The young girl obviously hadn't experienced this kind of thing, she couldn't help but was stunned. She didn't recover for a while, and quickly picked up the money that fell on the ground.
The onlookers couldn't help but look contemptuous, thinking that this girl really still loves money. It was just that after the young girl picked up the money, she caught up with the middle-aged man in two steps and returned the money to him: "Sir, I am a volunteer, please collect the money. Trash sorting was originally your responsibility. , Do it to you to me to everyone
There are benefits. I don't want to force you to do something, but I hope you can take a moment to do such a small thing that is beneficial to society. "I don't classify the trivial matters of Li Nyima, I just throw them away. What can you do with me!" "The middle-aged man was also getting angry, so he lifted his foot and kicked the black garbage bag he had just thrown by the trash can. The garbage inside
The **** was sprinkled all over the place, and some of it even got on Zhao Qingqing and Xia Xia's shoes and trouser corners.
A few other volunteers couldn't help coming over to persuade them, but they were brutally pushed to the ground by the middle-aged man, and even kicked a few feet.
"Sir, why are you hitting someone." The young girl wanted to persuade a few more words, "It's wrong for you to do this..."
"What's the matter, I'm still hitting you!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped it over. Seeing this force is absolutely inevitable, if it is done, it is estimated that the girl's face will swell up.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Qingqing rushed forward, raising his leg and kicking the middle-aged man to the ground, "Who left the dog and forgot to lead the rope for you?"
The middle-aged man didn't expect that someone would dare to kick him. He grinned in pain, and cursed at Zhao Qingqing: "Who are you so special? Lao Tzu taught her what to do with you, and I want you to be nosy here! "
"My name is Zhao Qingqing, and my favorite is nosy, not to mention the nosy of a big man bullying a little girl!" Zhao Qingqing's temperament of the heroine who is strong and supportive, and brave enough to do justice to the righteousness came up instantly, ruthlessly Staring at the middle-aged man fiercely.
I have to say that Zhao Qingqing's name is quite famous. She just signed up like this, and someone in the crowd called out:
"She is a young woman!"
"It's really her, sure enough, wherever there is unevenness, she will be there!"
"This man has been offended and suffered, and he ran into a jealous young woman."
"green Woman, do not let him off, severely beat him." That middle-aged man seems to have heard of the name of the first Zhao Qingqing, can not help but commit fear, mouth immediately thrown to the pot: " I didn’t bully her, she was definitely bullying me. I just came over and threw a trash, she had to pull me to do some sales activities
, I said no, but she haunted me. I will see a few important customers later, can you afford to pay for the delay! "
"This sir, this is a volunteer activity. We are not doing sales, nor have we sold anything to you." The young girl explained in a hurry, "Moreover, garbage sorting is what we all should do. Thing."
"Fine, okay, I'm wrong this time." The middle-aged man saw that more and more people were watching, and some people were taking pictures with their mobile phones, so he had no luck: "I will pay attention next time, absolutely not Will commit the crime again." Zhao Qingqing saw the man turned around and wanted to run, so he stopped him two steps forward, and handed him the folded leaflet: "Today you must memorize the contents of this list, and then Pick up the trash on the ground and sort it out for me according to classification.
Otherwise, believe it or not, I will throw your head in the harmful trash can? "
The middle-aged man is now scared, so he has to memorize the contents of the flyer obediently, and then honestly classify them in full view, and put them in the corresponding trash cans, and finally stalk their heads, not daring to be ashamed. Seeing now.
The young girl and several other volunteers couldn't help but thank Zhao Qingqing, and wanted to take her to have a supper together.
Zhao Qingqing had to look at Xia Tian and ask for his opinion. Of course, Xia Xia has an indifferent expression. Anyway, he doesn't pay much attention to what to eat and where to eat, as long as he is full.