Vol 180 Chapter 1902: Throw you into the trash can

It turns out that it is really that simple.
After Luo Quandong was flying in the summer, he was directly killed or killed.
The stars and light that floated in the air were naturally recovered, and finally they became a thumb-sized crystal object that fell into the hands of Zhao Qingqing.
"What is this?"
Zhao Qingqing spread the thing in his palm and found that its surface is transparent. There are more than a dozen white star points flowing inside, and there are very thin lines connected to each other: "Is the little things inside live? ?"
Summer doesn't seem to know what it is called, but it's hard to beat him: "The stars are called the critical point, and the white line is called the dividing line. So the magic weapon is called the transfer treasure."
"Master, are you serious?"
Rao is Zhao Qingqing who is very convinced of the summer. At this time, there are some doubts that he is talking nonsense.
"That is what it is called, anyway, this thing is useless."
In the summer, I recovered the look that I didn’t care about.
Zhao Qingqing stunned and said inexplicably: "Is Luo Quandong not using it?"
"Excessive damage, only the idiots without reiki can still use."
Summer lazy explanation: "We are the cultivators, and when the aura is crossed, this thing is directly abolished."
"Can't you fix it?"
Zhao Qingqing asked: "What if you match handprints and spells?"
Summer snorted: "The spells and fingerprints are deceptive, useless."
Luo Quandong does not have any mantras. The handprints have learned a little, but there is no connection with this magic weapon.
This magic weapon was obtained from the strange space of 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 understand the purpose of the broken magic weapon. It is a transmission function, and the second is a prison function.
Unfortunately, Luo Quandong is not a cultivator. There is no aura in the body, and there is no way to use the two functions freely.
The magic weapon is usually kept with a variety of antiques containing a thin aura, in case the function of the remaining magic weapon is completely destroyed.
Because of the instability of the instrument, Luo Quandong had no way to take it out often, and he was afraid that it would be remembered by other powerful people, so he compiled a set of so-called spells and handprints to confuse others.
The average person who saw Luo Quandong's hand-printed handprints and obscure spells may actually be fooled. For example, the Wanxu people were also given to Luo Quandong, so they will cooperate with him.
In the summer, I saw the trick of Luo Quandong playing. Before I was too lazy to poke him, I was very interested in the magic weapon he was hiding, so I waited for this idiot to use it, but the result was disappointing.
"Master, where have you been taken by this...hey, ‘transfer treasure’?

Zhao Qingqing did not know how to call the things in his hand. He could only call the name given to him in the summer.
Summer is not curious about this. He casually said: "It is estimated that it has been randomly sent to any place. Anyway, it is right if you don't die. If you care, you can ask someone to look for it."
"That's it."
Zhao Qingqing also asked: "Master, the old man was transformed into a mass of energy and absorbed. What happened?"
"There is no such function at all. The idiot named Luo is just acting, trying to scare us."
Said in the summer lazily.
Zhao Qingqing suddenly felt uncomfortable. He called the person from the Tiandao group and brought Luo Quandong, who was still alive and dead, and Luo Yuming, who had fallen asleep in the room, back to the Tiandao group.
"Master, how is this thing disposed?"
Zhao Qingqing stayed with him for the summer, and the things in his palms were bright to the summer.
In the summer, I said with a smile: "You can take it if you like it. If you like a pendant, you can do it."
Use the magic weapon as a pendant?
Although Zhao Qingqing felt that this little thing was really pretty, he still shook his head: "Still up, maybe it will be used someday."
"That's also with you."
There is no different opinion on this in summer, just saying: "A little hungry, let's have something to eat."
Zhao Qingqing looked around, the terrain was surrounded by mountains and waters, surrounded by villas, basically no place to eat: "It seems that there is no food to eat, or do we go back to eat?"
"No, just find a place."
In the summer, Zhao Qingqing's thin waist was swept away, and the figure flashed into the rather prosperous urban area.
Looking at the past, there are many shops on both sides, and the neon flashes everywhere, which is quite different from the scene just now.
"Master, what are we going to eat, barbecue?"
Zhao Qingqing knows the amount of food in the summer. The average store is estimated to be feeding him. "I remember that there was a good barbecue restaurant in front."
In the summer, he nodded and promised: "Well, then look at it in the past."
After they walked forward for a while, they met several flyers, wearing uniform volunteer costumes, and seemed to be doing something.
Zhao Qingqing took one of them and opened it. He found that it was classified as garbage. He couldn’t help but look at it a few more times, then folded it in his pocket.
"You are sick! Stop me!"
At this time, suddenly there was a deafening roar in the distance, and the people around the ear had a feeling that they were about to break.
Zhao Qingqing couldn’t help but look at it and found that a middle-aged man in his forties was tempering a 18-year-old volunteer girl.
The young girl was not intimidated, but whispered: "This gentleman, you have all the garbage mixed together. It is best to do the sorting and throw them into the corresponding trash can."
"I divide your mother, I have thrown garbage for decades, and I want you to teach!"
The middle-aged man looked arrogant and looked at the girl and shouted: "Go and go, I still have something to do, there is no time to talk nonsense with you here."

Sir, we are volunteers. We are doing a lot of things about how to identify the four types of garbage. You can clearly distinguish between the garbage and the garbage in a matter of five to ten minutes.

The young girl was quite calm and still said with a smile: "It is also responsible for our environment, responsible for the environment, responsible for our future..." "Nothing is over!"
The middle-aged man is quite impatient. "Why do you want to classify yourself and you can't get it right?"
"Sir, I think you still have to take some time to understand some."
The young girl is petite and cute, her character is somewhat soft and soft, and she has not been intimidated by the middle-aged man’s big voice. She continues to persuade:
Now the garbage classification is only a promotion period, if the official regulations are issued, It is fine for you to throw garbage like this.
The highest may be fined 200 yuan..." The girl’s words have not been finished yet. The middle-aged man took out the wallet directly, and the pinched a few hundred dollar bills and squatted directly on the girl’s face: "Say for a long time, not to be Money, Laozi gives you five hundred, and he slips away to Laozi!

The young girl apparently had never experienced such a thing, and could not help but stunned. For a while, she did not return to God, and quickly picked up the money that fell on the ground.
The onlookers couldn’t help but look at the contempt, thinking that this girl really loves money.
Only after the young girl picked up the money, she caught up with the middle-aged man in three or two steps and returned the money to him: "Sir, I am a volunteer, please collect the money."
The garbage classification is originally your responsibility, and it is good for you to do it to me.
I don't want to force you to do anything, but I hope that you can take a moment to do such a small socially good thing.

"The little things of Nyima, I don't classify, I will throw them, how can you take me?"
The middle-aged man was also a big fire. He lifted his foot and turned the black garbage bag that he had just left on the side of the trash can. The garbage inside suddenly sprinkled on the ground, and even some of them were stained with Zhao Qingqing and summer shoes. And pants corners.
Several other volunteers couldn't help but come to persuade, but they were violently pushed to the ground by the middle-aged man, and even smashed a few feet.
"Sir, why are you hitting people?"
The young girl still wants to persuade two more words. "You are not doing this right..." "What is it, Lao Tzu is still hitting you!"
The middle-aged man raised his hand and slaps the past. Seeing this power is absolutely insignificant. If it is done, it is estimated that the girl’s face will definitely swell.
"what are you doing?"
Zhao Qingqing rushed to the past and lifted his legs and turned the middle-aged man to the ground. "Whoever leaves the house and forgets to bring you a rope?"
The middle-aged man didn't expect anyone to dare to marry him. He hurt his mouth and screamed at Zhao Qingqing. "Who are you special, Lao Tzu teaches her what it has to do with you, and wants you to do more business here!"
"My name is Zhao Qingqing. The favorite thing is to be a nosy, let alone a big man who bullies the little girl!"
Zhao Qingqing’s temper, who was weak and helpless, rushed up and glared at the middle-aged man.
I have to say that Zhao Qingqing’s name is quite loud. She just signed up for it. Someone in the crowd immediately called:
She is a young woman!

"It’s really her, she really has her place where there is something wrong!"
"This man has been offended, and he has encountered a green woman who hates hatred."
"Green woman, don't spare him, swear at him."
The middle-aged man seems to have heard of Zhao Qingqing’s name. He couldn’t help but feel guilty. The mouth immediately picked up the pot:
I have bullied her, obviously she bullied me.
I just came over and threw a rubbish. She had to pull me to do the sales promotion. I said no, but she was stalking me.
I will see a few important customers when I stay, and I can't afford to lose the big things!

"This gentleman, we are volunteering, not doing sales, nor selling anything to you."
Young girls are not eager to explain: "And, the garbage classification is what we should all do."
"When you do, I am wrong this time."
Middle-aged men are watching more and more people watching the crowd. Some people are taking pictures with their mobile phones. They have to be unlucky: "I will definitely pay attention next time, and I will never commit any more."
Zhao Qingqing saw that the man turned and wanted to run, so he stopped him in the first two steps and handed the folded leaflet to him: "Today you have to take down the contents of this list and then dump the garbage on the ground." Get up, give me points according to the classification, otherwise, do you believe that I throw your head into the harmful trash?"
The middle-aged man was afraid of this, and had to slap the contents of the leaflet, and then, in the eyes of the public, he was honestly divided into good categories, and then put them into the corresponding garbage cans. Finally, they hugged their heads and screamed, and dared not to lose sight of them.
The young girl and several other volunteers couldn’t help but thank Zhao Qingqing, and she would take her to go to bed and stay together.
Zhao Qingqing had to look to the summer and ask for his opinion.
Summer is of course an expression that doesn't matter. Anyway, what to eat, where to eat, he has never been too particular about it, as long as it is full.