Chapter Twenty-Five: Two Hundred Is Enough

Wuxin, who had already stepped out of the store, had appeared in front of Ye Hongchen at some point, the original smile on the demon's face was long gone, his cold eyes looked indifferently in front of him, and his slender fingers grabbed the wrist that was about to hit Ye Hongchen's face, which made the middle-aged man instantly jealous in his heart.

"It's... Hey, I'm just kidding, kidding......"

The shopkeeper laughed awkwardly, unintentionally let go of his arm, and when the middle-aged man retracted his arm, he saw a red mark on his wrist.

"If I wait a little longer, I'm afraid my hand will be broken. ”

The middle-aged man was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the seemingly weak little monk had a much higher realm than him.

If he can be a deacon in the sect, his realm will naturally not be low, but the moment he faced this monk, the feeling of powerlessness made his heart ripple instantly, as if he was facing a peerless powerhouse with a high realm, and he couldn't move.

"Damn, it should have been thought of a long time ago. ”

The middle-aged man said to himself in his heart that when he couldn't see the realm of this monk, he should have a number in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, and he regretted what he had just done.

You must know that the strong are untouchable, if not, you won't know where you will die the next moment.

After what happened just now, Ye Hongchen's heart was also warm.

He knew in his heart that the realm of the middle-aged man in front of him was much higher than him, and if that slap just now came down, Ye Hongchen would at least have to go to the sect selection with a swollen face.

"This donor, you just stopped the two of us, but is there anything else?"

Wuxin asked indifferently as if nothing had happened.

"This.... Nothing, nothing. ”

The middle-aged man said in a few words, but thinking that although his realm was not as high as his, he still had the backing of the sect, so he had nothing to fear.

"Ahem, that, I took out five hundred spirit stones and collected these things, what do you two think?"

"Five hundred?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, he smiled unintentionally: "That's it, there is no one here, there is a place to keep people, the donor is not sincere enough, and the little monk is not good to stay, so I will leave." ”

After speaking, Wuxin and Ye Hongchen walked out of the door of this store.

The middle-aged man looked at the backs of the two with cold eyes, gritted his teeth, and just wanted to go out, but then he shook his head helplessly and walked back.

He knew that he was to blame for everything that happened today, and if it weren't for his greed, these two things couldn't be bought, and he wouldn't have caused such a result.

Nothing else, but the black snake skin was what he urgently needed, and thinking of this, he felt even more remorseful in his heart.

However, he would not attribute all this Western reason to his greed, but all relied on Ye Hongchen.

The strong have strong air pressure and weak air pressure, everywhere it goes.

"Little bunny, if it weren't for you, I would have arrived a long time ago, wait, I won't let you have a good time. ”

The middle-aged man muttered and walked towards the back of the store.

.......

"Monk, where did you get so many things? ”

For Wuxin, Ye Hongchen had more and more questions in his heart, but there were some things that he didn't want to say, and Ye Hongchen definitely wouldn't ask.

"It's just that I got it when I traveled all these years. ”

Wuxin said with a smile.

The two sat a long way inside, and finally stopped in front of a quaint shop deep down the street.

"Listen to Yuxuan, good name. ”

Looking at the plaque above his head, Ye Hongchen couldn't help but say.

"Aren't you going to sell this, let's go in and see. ”

After Ye Hongchen finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked in.

Only Wuxin stood at the door and looked at the plaque, as if he remembered something, he hesitated, looked up at Ye Hongchen, who had already walked in, and finally walked in.

The store is very small, there is only one pangu counter, and in the counter, there are three rows of jade boxes, and no one knows what they contain.

In this shop, I thought that a white-bearded old man in a black linen dress was lying on a chaise longue and leisurely drinking tea.

As soon as Ye Hongchen walked in, his gaze fell on the blue dragon bracelet on Ye Hongchen's wrist.

"Sell?" asked the white-bearded old man.

"Yes. Ye Hongchen smiled and nodded.

"But it's not me who sells it, it's him. ”

Ye Hongchen said as he pointed to the monk behind him.

The old man in front of him was very kind, much better than the previous middle-aged man, which made Ye Hongchen feel quite comfortable.

"That's right, I'm the one who sells it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuxin had already walked in with something.

"Bring the things, but I have very few things to collect here, if it is suitable, I will give you a fair price, if it is not suitable, you two please go back." The old man said.

"Then the donor should take a look first. ”

As he spoke, Wuxin took out the Black Yao Snake Skin and Martial Arts and put them on top of the counter.

When the old man saw the black snake skin, his face was slightly moved, he stood up and walked around the snake skin.

"Whew, that's a good thing!"

The old man whispered to himself: "This Black Yao Snake's skin is extremely complete, as if it was forcibly peeled off from it, but this side is a little worn, such a large one, it must be an adult Black Yao Snake, although it has been peeled off for a while, but it can't wipe out the strong aura of this Black Yao Snake at all." ”

"This black yao snake skin is so big, and a lot of formations can be drawn on it, if you give it to the master, you will definitely be very satisfied. ”

Although the old man's voice was not loud, Ye Hongchen was born with seven senses and was sensitive and could hear it clearly.

The corner of Wuxin's mouth smiled slightly, the old man in front of him acted above board, which was deliberately heard.

As for the martial arts book, after the old man read it, he shook his head and did not speak.

After a while, the old man turned his head and asked, "Sell it together?"

Hearing this, he said indifferently: "Sell it together, and the donor will make a price." ”

"Yes, it's quite polite. ”

The old man smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and said directly: "Heiyao snakeskin, I will give you 400 spirit stones, the price is very fair, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Ye Hongchen was overjoyed, although he didn't know how much this thing was worth, but just this black yao snake skin was several times more than what the same family gave.

Wuxin next to him also nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, but the little monk only needs two hundred." ”

"Oh?"

The old man was a little surprised, he had heard of the price increase, but he had not heard of the initiative to reduce the price.

"Why is that?"

Then, Wuxin raised his arm, pointed to the white jade box in the cabinet, and said with a smile: "The junior hopes to take out a pill from it." ”