Throw You in the Trash
It turns out that it is really that simple.
After Luo Quandong was beaten away by Xia Tian, his life or death was unknown.
Those stars and lights floating in the air were naturally retracted suddenly, and finally condensed into a thumb-sized crystal object and fell into Zhao Qingqing's hands.
"What is this?" Zhao Qingqing spread the thing out in her palm and found that its surface was transparent, but there were a dozen white dots flowing inside, and there were very thin lines connecting them. "Are those dots inside alive?"
Xia Tian didn't seem to know what to call it, but that didn't bother him: "Those star points are called critical points, and the white line is called the dividing line. So the magic weapon can be called a teleportation treasure."
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"Master, are you serious?" Even though Zhao Qingqing believed in Xia Tian very much, she now suspected that he was talking nonsense.
"No matter what it's called, it's useless anyway." Xia Tian returned to his indifferent look.
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Zhao Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Wasn't Luo Quandong using it just now?"
"It's too damaged. Only idiots without spiritual energy can barely use it." Xia Tian explained lazily, "We are cultivators. Once spiritual energy is transferred into it, this thing will be directly useless."
"Can't it be repaired?" Zhao Qingqing asked, "What if we use hand seals and spells?"
Xia Tian curled his lips and said, "Those spells and hand seals are all lies. They are useless."
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Luo Quandong really didn't know any spells, but he did learn some hand seals, but they had nothing to do with this magic weapon.
He got this magic weapon from a strange space in an ancient tomb many years ago. According to his inference, it should be the relic of a cultivator. It took him a long time to figure out the purpose of the broken magic weapon. One is the teleportation function, and the other is the prison function. Unfortunately, Luo Quandong himself is not a cultivator, and there is no spiritual energy in his body, so he can't use those two functions freely.
The magic weapon was usually kept warm with various antiques containing thin spiritual energy to prevent the remaining magic weapon from being completely damaged. 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 hand seals to confuse others. Ordinary people might be fooled by Luo Quandong's serious hand seals and obscure spells. For example, the people of Wan Gu Society were also fooled by Luo Quandong, so they cooperated with him.
Xia Tian saw through Luo Quandong's trick at a glance. He was too lazy to expose him before, but he was quite interested in the magic weapon he was hiding, so he kept waiting for this idiot to use it, but was greatly disappointed.
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"Master, where did all the people who were taken away by this... uh, 'teleporter' go?" Zhao Qingqing didn't know what to call the thing in her hand, so she could only call it by the name Xia Tian gave it.
Xia Tian was not curious about this at all, and said casually: "I guess he was randomly teleported to some place, but he is not dead. If you are concerned, you can ask someone to look for him."
"Forget it then." Zhao Qingqing asked again: "Master, what happened to that old man who was transformed into a ball of energy and absorbed by him?"
"It doesn't have that function at all. The idiot named Luo is just acting and trying to scare us." Xia Tian said lazily.
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Zhao Qingqing suddenly felt extremely unhappy, and called the people from the Tiandao Group to bring Luo Quandong, whose life or death was unknown, and Luo Yuming, who was already asleep in the room, back to the Tiandao Group.
"Master, what should we do with this thing?" Zhao Qingqing stayed to accompany Xia Tian and showed him what was in her palm.
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Xia Tian said with a smile: "Qingqing girl, if you like it, just keep it and treat it as a pendant or something."
Using a magic weapon as a pendant? Although Zhao Qingqing thought this little thing was really pretty, she still shook her head and said, "I'd better put it away. Maybe it will be useful someday."
"That's up to you." Xia Tian had no different opinions on this, and just said, "I'm a little hungry, let's eat something."
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Zhao Qingqing looked around. The terrain was surrounded by mountains and water, and there were villas all around. There was basically no place to eat. "It seems that there is no food for sale here. How about we go back and eat?"
"No need, just find a place." Xia Tian put his arm around Zhao Qingqing's slender waist, and in a flash they arrived at a bustling urban area.
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Looking around, there were shops lining both sides and neon lights flashing everywhere, which was completely different from the scene just now.
"Master, what shall we eat? Barbecue?" Zhao Qingqing knew how much Xia Tian ate. An ordinary small restaurant probably wouldn't be able to feed him. "I remember there's a pretty good barbecue restaurant up ahead."
Xia Tian nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's go over and take a look."
After walking forward for a while, the two met a few people handing out flyers. They were wearing the same volunteer uniform and seemed to be organizing some kind of activity.
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Zhao Qingqing took one casually, opened it and took a look. She found that it was about garbage classification. She couldn't help but look at it a few more times, then folded it in half and put it in her pocket.
"Are you sick? Why are you stopping me?"
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At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded not far away, and the people around were so frightened that their eardrums felt like they were about to burst.
Zhao Qingqing couldn't help but look over there and found that a middle-aged man in his forties was getting angry at a volunteer girl who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.
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The young girl was not frightened, but just gently reminded: "Sir, your garbage is all mixed together, it's better to sort it out and throw it into the corresponding garbage bins."
"Fuck you, I've been throwing away garbage for decades, and I still need you to teach me how to do it!" The middle-aged man looked arrogant, stared at the girl and cursed, "Get out of the way, I have something else to do, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."
"Sir, we are volunteers, and we are doing an activity on how to distinguish four types of garbage. You only need to spend about five to ten minutes to clearly distinguish what kind of garbage these are." The young girl was quite calm and said in a friendly manner: "Doing a good job of garbage classification is also responsible for our environment, the earth, and our future..."
"You're not done yet, are you?" the middle-aged man was quite impatient. "If you want to sort them, go ahead and sort them yourself. Can you afford to waste my time?"
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"Sir, I think you should spend some time to learn more about it." The young girl was petite and cute, and her personality was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. She was not intimidated by the middle-aged man's loud voice and continued to persuade him: "Now garbage classification is only in the promotion period. If you wait until the official regulations are issued, you will be fined for throwing garbage like this. The maximum fine may be 200 yuan..."
Before the girl could finish her words, the middle-aged man took out his wallet, pinched out a few hundred-dollar bills with two fingers, and threw them directly at the girl's face: "After all this talk, you just want money. I'll give you five hundred. Hurry up and get out of my way!"
The young girl had obviously never experienced such a thing. She was stunned and didn't come to her senses for a long time. She hurriedly picked up the money that had fallen on the ground.
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The onlookers couldn't help but feel contempt, thinking that this girl really just loves money.
But after the young girl picked up the money, she caught up with the middle-aged man in a few steps and returned the money to him: "Sir, I am a volunteer, please keep the money. Trash sorting is our responsibility, and it is good for you, me and everyone else. I don't want to force you to do anything, but I hope you can spend a little time doing such a small thing that benefits society."
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"It's just a small matter of benefiting you, but I don't sort the garbage and just throw it around. What the hell can you do to me?" The middle-aged man got angry too. He kicked over the black garbage bag that he had just thrown next to the trash can. The garbage inside was immediately scattered all over the floor, and some of it even got on Zhao Qingqing and Xia Tian's shoes and trouser corners.
Several other volunteers couldn't help but come over to persuade them, but they were roughly pushed to the ground and even kicked a few times by the middle-aged man.
"Sir, why are you hitting me?" The young girl wanted to persuade him again, "It's wrong for you to do this..."
"What? I hit you again!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped her. Judging from the force of this slap, it was definitely not a light one. If the slap was real, the girl's face would definitely be swollen.
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"What are you doing?" Zhao Qingqing rushed over and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground. "Who went out to walk the dog and forgot to put the leash on you, right?"
The middle-aged man didn't expect someone to dare to kick him. He grimaced in pain and cursed at Zhao Qingqing: "Who the hell are you? What does it have to do with you if I teach her a lesson? Why do you want to meddle in other people's business here?"
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"My name is Zhao Qingqing, and what I like most is to meddle in other people's business, especially when it's a grown man bullying a little girl!" Zhao Qingqing's chivalrous temperament of helping the weak and bravely doing what is right suddenly surged up, and she glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.
It must be said that Zhao Qingqing's name is quite famous. As soon as she signed up, someone in the crowd immediately shouted:
"She is the Green Heroine!"
"It's really her. As expected, wherever there is injustice, she is there!"
"This man has done something wrong. He actually ran into the Qingqing female hero who hates evil."
"Lady Qingqing, don't let him go, beat him up hard."
The middle-aged man seemed to have heard of Zhao Qingqing's name, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He immediately blamed her: "How could I bully her? She was the one who bullied me. I just came here to throw away the garbage, but she insisted on dragging me to do some sales activities. I said no, but she kept pestering me. I have to meet some important clients later. Can you afford to pay for delaying important things!"
"Sir, this is a volunteer activity, not a sales pitch, and we have never sold you anything," the young girl explained calmly, "and garbage sorting is something we should all do."
“Okay, okay, okay, I’m wrong this time.” The middle-aged man saw more and more people watching, and some were filming with their phones. He could only say, “I’ll pay attention next time and never make the same mistake again.”
Zhao Qingqing saw the man turning around and trying to run, so she took two steps forward to stop him and handed him the folded flyer: "Today you must memorize the contents of this flyer, then pick up the garbage on the ground and sort it out for me according to the categories. Otherwise, believe it or not, I will throw your head into the hazardous waste bin."
The middle-aged man was scared now, so he had to memorize the contents of the flyer obediently. Then, in full view of everyone, he sorted the waste honestly and put it into the corresponding trash can. Finally, he ran away in fear, not daring to embarrass himself again.
The young girl and several other volunteers couldn't help but thank Zhao Qingqing and insisted on taking her out for a midnight snack.
Zhao Qingqing had no choice but to look to Xia Tian and ask for his opinion.
Of course, Xia Tian had a nonchalant expression on his face. He never cared much about what to eat or where to eat, as long as he was full.