Huang Quan was originally thinking about Nie Xiaoqian's affairs, and had no intention of worrying about other things.

It's just that listening to the whining sound of the white fox in his ears, the voice is sad, and it seems to carry boundless fear and sadness, which makes Huang Quan's heart a little messy.

The ghosts around him were all pointing at each other, as if they wanted to spend money to buy a layer of skin.

But the share of a hundred dead bills is not a small number for these ghosts, and not many ghosts are really willing to give that price.

The butcher just grabbed the knife and kept gesturing.

At this time, a female ghost seemed to have finally been ruthless, and decided to make herself a beautiful dress, and gave a hundred dark bills.

The butcher was overjoyed, opened the cage, grabbed the white fox out of the cage, and pressed it on top of the cutting board.

The fox was terrified to the extreme, and his body struggled desperately, and his long tail was constantly shaking.

But under the strength of the butcher, this fox had no capital to struggle, and was suppressed to death.

The butcher's knife in his hand was already raised high, as if it was ready to cut off the fox's head directly.

The ghosts around him couldn't wait to see the fox being killed.

They had all suffered, and that taste was very uncomfortable, but the suffering they had endured before did not make these ghosts learn to be kind, on the contrary, it seemed to make these ghosts even worse.

In the vicinity of the Knife Mountain Hell, it is definitely the most to admire those ghosts suffering on the Knife Mountain.

"Wait a minute. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the side.

The butcher was about to cut the knife, when he heard this voice, his brows furrowed, and his dark face looked at Huang Quan.

"Huh, how can a living person be here?" the butcher seemed puzzled.

"This fox, I bought it. Huang Quan said with a frown.

"Wait a minute, this fox's skin will grow in an hour. The butcher waved his hand in disgust and said.

Looking at this appearance, this cruel skinning has been carried out more than once.

"I don't want fox skin, I said, I bought this fox, you can make a price. Huang Quan said.

Want to buy this fox outright?

The butcher hesitated.

After all, this fox is a tool for his own wealth.

In the underworld, life is bitter, ordinary ghosts, basically there are no channels to make money, and there is not much money on them.

Without this money-making tool, this butcher would still be very unwilling.

Of course, in this world, there is nothing that cannot be negotiated, as long as the person in front of you can give a sufficient price, then everything is fine.

"This fox's skin can grow once in an hour, and a layer of skin is a hundred bills, and if you want to buy this fox whole, it will take a lot of money. The butcher rolled his eyes and said.

"How much can you sell?" Huang Quan asked with a sneer.

Huang Quan saw that although many ghosts were interested in this fox skin, there were not many who had the money to buy it, and they had just shouted for a long time, and only this female ghost was willing to spend money to buy it.

"If you can sell it or not, it's not up to you to decide, Lao Tzu is in this underworld, and it will take two or three hundred years to wait for me to be reincarnated, even if I can only sell one a day, for so many years, it's ...... Forehead...... "The butcher wants to give an accurate number."

But maybe the math is not very good, and after carefully calculating for a long time, I can't give a specific number.

Immediately, the butcher seemed to be a little annoyed: "Anyway, it's a lot, a lot, do you have so much money on you?"

Cut!

Huang Quan couldn't help but want to laugh.

This guy, bragging, doesn't play drafts.

The economy in the prefecture is sluggish, even if it is a month's salary of Niu Tou Ma Mian, is it not much, can this guy still earn more than Niu Tou Ma Mian?

Three hundred years, one a day?

One hundred pieces a piece.

That's hundreds of millions of dollars.

Whether there is so much money in the underworld, Huang Quan is deeply skeptical.

frowned, took out five thousand-yuan bills from his arms, and put them on the chopping board: "Five thousand yuan, it's enough to buy this fox." ”

5,000 bills?

That's an extraordinary number.

The ghosts around them all exuded a kind of madness in their eyes.

For these ghosts, who may not even have an income of a hundred yuan a month, this number is enough to make ghosts crazy.

Crunch.

Under greed, these ghosts can do anything, and faintly, Huang Quan can even hear strange sounds coming from all around.

Many ghosts looked at Huang Quan with a fierce light in their eyes.

Obediently, is it still too much money to take out yourself?

Originally, Huang Quan was going to take out a few 10,000 yuan bills.

In a place like this, you really have to be careful.

The greed in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but these ghosts didn't know what the origin of Huangquan was, after all, in a place like hell, it was rare for a living person to appear directly, so although these ghosts were very greedy, they didn't dare to act rashly.

As for the butcher, there was a strong flame bursting out of his eyes, obviously he was already dead, but Huang Quan seemed to be able to feel this guy's breathing, and it became extremely rapid.

stared at the five thousand-dollar bills.

Just from those eyes, Huang Quan could clearly feel the greed of this butcher, these few banknotes, for this butcher, is definitely not a small number, it is enough to make this butcher crazy.

This guy just wanted the lion to open his mouth wide and deliberately raise the price.

In fact, if Huang Quan took out a thousand yuan or a few pieces of banknotes, the butcher might feel that Huang Quan didn't have any money on him, so he agreed directly.

After all, this fox finally met a buyer today, and he has been in captivity for two months, and it is the first time he has a customer.

If you want to make money on this fox, there are not many possibilities at all.

But now, the butcher was clearly not satisfied with the 5,000 dollar bill.

Since this man can easily take out 5,000 yuan, he can definitely take out more.

Thinking of this, the butcher's eyes rolled around: "Five thousand yuan, do you want to send Hanako?"

"This precious purebred white fox is rare even in hell. ”

"I want to buy this spirit beast for five thousand yuan, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you doing. The butcher said with disdain.

Huang Quan's brows furrowed slightly, and he already felt a little bored in his heart, but even so, he was still patient: "Then how much do you want?"

"Fifty thousand...... No, 100,000, 500,000, I want 500,000 in money, and if you can come up with 500,000, I'll give you this fox. "The butcher came straight and made a triple jump.

The price soared from 50,000 at the beginning to 500,000.

Half a million?

What are you kidding, Niu Tou ran to his side to exchange a dark banknote, which is a number of millions, and this guy actually asked for 500,000 directly?

Did he really take Huang Quan for a fool?

Although Huang Quan didn't know much about the market in this underworld, he also understood that this butcher was slaughtering himself as a Kaizi.

What's more, it was impossible for Huang Quan to carry so many dark banknotes on his body, and his brows were tightly wrinkled at that time.

"Dude, don't be too greedy, if you're too greedy, you'll be unlucky. Huang Quan said coldly.

"Damn, who are you lecturing, besides, Lao Tzu is not a human being at all, Lao Tzu is a ghost. The butcher said angrily, and then pushed a hand towards Huang Quan's chest: "Get out, if you can't afford it, get away, don't disturb Lao Tzu to do business." ”

There is no way, although Huang Quan wants to save this white fox very much, but he doesn't have so much money on him, and Huang Quan has no choice.

Ready to pick up the five thousand dollars and turn away.

But just when Huang Quan's fingers touched the five bills, the butcher's slap suddenly fell.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" asked the butcher suspiciously at Huang Quan.

"It's my money. Huang Quan said with a frown.

"I'm sorry, it's my money now. ”