The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The Confucian Temple is a temple dedicated to the ancestors of Confucianism, and saints such as Confucius and Mencius are generally worshiped inside.

The Confucian Temple in Anseong is quite old. Looking from outside, many of the outer walls of the Confucian Temple have peeled off and fallen to the ground.

Most of the people who come here are tourists, and today there are very few people offering sacrifices.

After all, if students want a good university or something, they want Emperor Wenchang.

In the hurried and crowded crowd, Yan Tao and Qin Zong were a little conspicuous.

Yan Tao and Qin Zong both wore masks, and their auras were a bit eye-catching, but they were okay.

Liu Wu just stood there openly, flaunting his "handsome little face" unscrupulously, and flirting with passing girls from time to time, which made Master Yan want to hit someone.

Yan Tao: "Zongzong, can I beat him to death?"

Qin Zong: "I have the same idea."

Young Master Yan and Master Qin's dangerous gazes fell on Liu Wu's face at the same time. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He hurriedly took out a mask and put it on, clasping his hands together to admit his mistake, "You two, I was wrong. You sir, don't remember." You are a villain, please don’t argue with me.”

Yan Tao was really too lazy to argue with him.

She had to get the spiritual source as soon as possible.

The boy put one hand in his pocket and entered the crowded antique street first.

This street is not only filled with antiques, but also has some handicraft shops, and is bustling with people.

Xiao Qi ran out of power, and Yan Tao had to scan things on the street by herself.

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

Even if some things are real, it is useless to put them in.

When others weren't paying attention, she lightly touched her eyelids with the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

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

The young man raised his head and looked into the distance.

His sight penetrated the crowds of people, almost seeing everything hundreds of meters around.

Her eyes suddenly moved.

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

It's a real thing, but it's a pity it's useless.

"Zong Zong," Yan Tao raised her handsome brows and looked in a good mood. She grabbed Qin Zong's hand and walked towards the west side of the street.

The stalls over there were deserted, with seven or eight here and there, and they all looked quite shabby.

Yan Tao took a fancy to a big stone.

The young man seemed to be very interested in this stone. He circled it and stretched out his hand to knock it twice. He looked at Qin Zong with bright eyes and said, "Zongzong, this stone has a very special shape. Let's take it back and use it as a rockery." How about it?"

The stone is about half a person's height and is covered with a layer of skin, which is very rough.

Qin Zongfeng narrowed her eyes, took a step back, and said in an indescribable tone, "The shape... is indeed quite special."

The stall owner is a chubby middle-aged man with fair skin, narrow eyes, and a very kind look.

Yan Tao glanced casually, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Does the customer want to buy this stone? I brought it back from Myanmar. I spent a lot of money on it, but unfortunately nothing good came out of it, so it just fell into my hands."

"If you want to buy it, just give me the cost price, and you can take it away from me."

Liu Wu's eyes widened, "Ten thousand yuan, boss, why don't you go and grab it? A piece of scrap material is so shameless to ask for so much money, and it was brought from Myanmar. Think we are being taken advantage of!"

Although Liu Wu is a second-generation rich man with plenty of money, he doesn't have the kind heart to be a philanthropist.

"Brother, what you said is a bit harsh," the boss said with a smile on his face, looking very honest. "At least it was brought back from Myanmar, and 10,000 yuan is already my conscience price."

The boss liked the young man very much. His eyes were very vicious. He also saw at a glance that Yan Tao and the others had unusual identities, so he thought of killing them.