Chapter 51: The Mischievous Little Ghost

  Facing the sudden voice, Hong Zhangju looked up and saw Zhang Yi standing in front of the counter, staring straight at the red audio flower in his hand.

  "What do you need?"

  Hong Zhanggu looked at Zhang Yi with a strange expression and asked.

  "Need!"

  Zhang Yi said resolutely.

  He never used to believe in luck, nor did he think that luck would smile upon him. But at this moment, he believed it, refining the kind of spiritual elixir that could improve his cultivation required a total of four main medicinal herbs, and the Red Sound Flower was one of them.

  Arriving at the Zhoucheng City medicinal material market, he unexpectedly obtained three pieces of Zi Jin Ye and even auctioned off a Hu Lu Guo, which already made him extremely satisfied. The Hong Yin Hua in front of him, however, gave him an unreal feeling.

  Four main medicines, plus this red flower, already have three kinds.

  "Mr. Hong, just name a price, as long as I can afford it, I'll take it."

  Hong Guan looked at Zhang Yi, whose eyes were shining brightly, and smiled as he handed over the Red Sound Flower. "I once sold a Red Sound Flower for 160 million. If you want to buy it, I'll sell it to you for 150 million."

  Suddenly, he changed his expression and remembered that Zhang Yi didn't have that much money. Just as he was about to speak, planning to sell it to Zhang Yi for 140 million, he didn't expect Zhang Yi to nod in agreement readily.

  "Aren't you just one billion four hundred million? How...?" Boss Hong asked with a puzzled expression.

  Zhang Yi's gaze reluctantly left the Hongyin flower and fell on Boss Hong's face. With a pleased expression, he took out two rare medicinal herbs from his suitcase and handed them over with a smile: "Boss Hong, how about you make an offer for these two precious herbs? I'll sell them to you first."

  Hong Zhanggui's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "Two hundred and forty million, I'll take these two medicinal herbs."

  "Good!"

  Zhang Yi handed over his bank card, smiling and saying: "Old Hong, deduct the 20.4 million for these two medicinal herbs, then swipe another 126 million, which is exactly the price I paid for this Red Sound Flower."

  Hong Zhanggui put away the two medicinal herbs, then swiped 16 million yuan, and finally returned the bank card to Zhang Yi, smiling and saying: "You little guy, with a pair of piercing eyes, in the future relying on these eyes, you'll probably make a fortune!"

  Zhang Yi smiled and didn't say a word. He wouldn't tell Hong Zhanggu that the two medicinal herbs were actually snatched from Zhao Xi.

  After putting away his bank card, Zhang Yi calculated that he only had 14 million yuan left in his bank account.

  "Good grief! Originally a multimillionaire, now only over ten million is left. This earning speed really can't compare to the spending speed!"

  He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

  However, thinking that he had only 10,000 yuan when he came here, he felt that he should be content. After all, the precious medicinal materials he obtained this time were not a small amount.

  "Hong Lao, since I've also sold these two medicinal herbs to you, and I unexpectedly got the Red Sound Flower, I won't stay for long. Farewell." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

  Hong Zhanggui nodded with a smile.

  He had just wanted to ask Zhang Yi how he came back, now he didn't need to ask and figured it out, probably he came back to sell those two medicinal herbs to himself.

  Leave Ba Wei Tang.

  Zhang Yi had just stepped out when he suddenly felt a soft body colliding with his, and as the other person's body bounced back, he instantly reached out, accurately grasping her wrist, and with a burst of strength, pulled her into his own embrace.

  It was like a melodramatic scene from a TV drama, Zhang Yi had one arm around the girl's waist and the other holding onto his suitcase. He stared at the pretty girl in his arms for about four or five seconds before suddenly coming to his senses, using force to make her stand up straight, taking a step back with his feet, and smiling wryly as he said: "Sorry, are you okay?"

  This girl is Chu Qianying wearing a human skin mask.

  The bridge segment just now was actually carefully calculated by her, and the action of bumping into Zhang Yi was also intentional. Even Zhang Yi didn't notice that when he hugged Chu Qianying, a small hand had already taken the wallet from his pocket and slipped it into hers in a flash.

  "It's okay! Thank you."

  Chu Qianying's eyes narrowed, revealing two rows of clean and neat white teeth.

  Zhang Yi smiled and said: "Since you're fine, I'll take my leave."

  As he spoke, he turned and walked away into the distance.

  Chu Qianying smiled slyly as she watched Zhang Yi leave, her fingers brushing against the bulging wallet in her pocket, and with a cunning smile, she quietly followed him.

  Chuzhou Long-distance Bus Station.

  Zhang Yi stood in front of the ticket window and reached into his pocket for his wallet.

  "Huh?"

  Empty pockets, where's the wallet?

  "Where is my wallet?"

  Zhang Yi's eyes widened in shock as he looked down at his pants pocket, and suddenly, he remembered the girl who had collided with him at the entrance of Bai WeiTang.

  He hastily took out the tufulangcao from his suitcase and carefully packed it into his travel bag, along with several other medicinal herbs. He searched every inch of his body but couldn't find any sign of his wallet, not even after searching through his travel bag twice.

  It must be her!

  That girl is a thief!

  Zhang Yi's face showed a few points of anger, he stretched out his hand to grab the travel bag and walked quickly to the ticket sales hall.

  Chu Qianying had a toothpick in the corner of her mouth, with an enigmatic smile on her face. Her bright and beautiful eyes watched Zhang Yi walk out of the ticket hall, and she raised the purse in her hand slightly.

  Zhang Yi walked out of the ticket sales hall, thinking about how to solve the problem, when he saw the pretty girl he had bumped into earlier, and she was even waving her purse at him. A few points of anger floated back onto his face, and he strode quickly towards her.

  Chu Qianying tossed the wallet into the air and caught it, then made a face at Zhang Yi before turning around and running off into the distance.

  "Stop right there and give me back my wallet!"

  Zhang Yi shouted at Chu Qianying's back.

  Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, Chu Qianying seemed to have not heard him, quickly advancing in the crowd. When she walked to a street corner, she directly flashed into a narrow alley.

  When Zhang Yi arrived at the entrance of the alley, Chu Qianying was nowhere to be seen.

  "Damn it, where did that woman go? Is she crazy? She stole my wallet and still has the nerve to show off in front of me..."

  Zhang Yi, filled with rage, chased after him in big strides towards the depths of the alley.

  "Hehe... fool, if you can catch me, I'll return this wallet to you and even apologize with a gift. If you can't catch me... haha, then this wallet and the hundred-yuan bills inside will be mine!" Chu Qianying stood on the rooftop of the four-story building, looking down at Zhang Yi rushing by below, calling out in laughter.

  "You... you come down here and return my wallet. Thief."

  Zhang Yi stopped in his tracks and shouted angrily.

  However, he was secretly shocked in his heart, because he really couldn't figure out how Chu Qianying climbed to the top of the fourth floor in such a short time.

  Just as Chu Qianying was about to make her move, she heard Zhang Yi's shout and immediately turned pale with rage. Her eyes flashed with anger as she shouted: "You idiot! I'm telling you, I'm not a thief, I'm the Thief Saint, the new generation of Thief Saints! I have principles, I take responsibility, and I have a heroic heart! If you dare to call me a thief again, I...I'll beat you up!"

  Thieving Saint?

  Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: Even if he was a thief saint, he was a thief saint with a brain disease.

  "Shut up and throw down my wallet, I won't hold it against you. From now on, you go your own way, and I'll go mine, let's not interfere with each other." Zhang Yi shouted angrily.

  "You're dreaming, you scold me as a thief and still want me to return your wallet? Go ahead and have your spring autumn big dream! If you have the ability, come and chase me, catch up with me, and I'll naturally return it. Hmph..."

  Chu Qiying withdrew her body and disappeared again in front of Zhang Yi.

  Zhang Yi was filled with helplessness in his heart. He had confidence in his own strength and speed, but to make himself climb up this four-story high building, it would be difficult for him.

  But!

  For the sake of one's wallet, that damned little thief must be chased down.

  With a burst of courage, he gritted his teeth and looked ahead, discovering a three-meter-high wall, only two meters long, between the two buildings in front. He suddenly sprinted over, using the momentum and the elasticity of his body to grab the top of the wall with both hands, and then, with a swift motion, he pulled himself up.

  "Open window?"

  Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, discovering that the side window on the third floor was open. He took a deep breath, stepped out, and kicked the wall with both feet. As his body rushed upwards, his hands barely grasped the windowsill.

  "Drink..."

  Summoning all his strength, with a huge force in both arms, he finally entered the third floor safely.

  Rushing up the stairs in one breath, when Zhang Yi's gaze swept across, he found that Chu Qianying's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

  "Could it be that damned thief is going to fly over the roof?"

  Zhang Yi searched for her trail with an unforgivable anger, secretly scolding in a low voice.

  "Come on, stupid! Catch me if you can! Haha..."

  Just as Zhang Yi lost his target and was about to go downstairs, the sound of laughter with a mocking tone came again.

  As he looked at the source of the sound, Zhang Yi's body suddenly chilled.

  Because he found that on the other side of the alley, on the top of a three-story building, Chu Qianying made a face at him, then left him with a beautiful back view, and then jumped down.

  This woman is fooling herself!

  Zhang Yi's mind flashed with this thought, and he was both shocked and angry. He took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and his body shot out like a cannonball, flying over the 2-3 meter wide alley, jumping onto the rooftop across from him, and then chasing after Chu Qianying in the direction she had disappeared.

  One chasing, one fleeing.

  Zhang Yi was taken by Chu Qianying, constantly moving towards the suburbs of Zhoucun City. And every time Zhang Yi lost sight of Chu Qianying's figure, Chu Qianying would automatically appear, ridiculing him with a cold smile, showing great disdain before continuing to escape.

  Night falls.

  The stars are densely packed in the dark sky, and the gentle breeze brings a refreshing taste.

  In the suburbs of Zhou City, in a dense forest, Chu Qianying sat on a high branch with a look of boredom, tearing leaves from her hand and muttering to herself.

  "This guy is really stupid, wasting such great power and speed. I haven't even used half of my strength and he still can't catch up to me. Sigh! It's lonely being a master!"

  Zhang Yi's figure appeared under the tree.

  With a hint of cold smile, the voice reached Chu Qianying's ears:

  "You won't be lonely, my fists will keep you company and relieve your boredom."