Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Vendor's Fishing Rod [Five Watches Broke Out, Please Order All]
On the shores of Wuyu, the demon gods are flooded, almost to the point of rubbing shoulders with each other.
Because of the flow of demons, all the coastlines of the Wufu Sea are full of people, all kinds of high-rise buildings, all kinds of shops, and a dazzling array of them.
"Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass, one plant can bring the dead back to life. It is rumored that if the nine plants are used together, they will get great creation! There are seven sacred grasses here, and those who are interested should come quickly. ”
"The Three Souls Concentration Bead, the Three Souls of Heaven and Earth Demons Concentrate Spirits, and I am no longer afraid of distractions when I cultivate. ”
"The truth of the Great Dao is fragmentary, and the view of it can understand the way of God, and the gifted and intelligent people may be able to deduce the whole scripture and build the foundation for immortality. ”
On the coast, on both sides of the street, countless demon gods set up stalls and sold them, and the noisy sound drowned out the sound of the waves.
"Don't underestimate these vendors, among them, there may be some people who fish in troubled waters, but more of them are strong people who are hidden in the depths, otherwise no one will dare to expose their money in this place where there is no law. Xuan Qi walked in the crowd with the white bone spirit and said lightly.
"I felt like I heard some kind of call. The White Bone Spirit nodded and said suddenly.
A strange smile appeared on Xuan Qi's face, and he said, "Is there some kind of guidance that accompanies it?"
Bai Gu moved carefully, and said thoughtfully: "You mean ......"
"Follow the summoning voice and see, and maybe you'll be able to catch a great treasure. Xuan Qi said meaningfully.
The Bone Spirit rolled his eyes, and now it was certain that there must be something wrong with the summoning voice.
It's all human spirits (magic spirits) mixed here, so how easy is it to pick up the leaks?
After a while, the white bone spirit came to a vendor with Xuan Qi, pointed to a beautiful portrait of a woman and said to the stall owner, "How can this portrait be sold?"
"Not only for sale, but this portrait and nine other treasures are a set, and if you want to buy it, you can only buy a complete set. The stall owner said, pointing to the nine objects next to the portrait.
The white bone spirit looked up, and these nine items were pen, ink, paper, inkstone, clothes, swords, poems, and books, and the last one was actually a stone.
Although the stone was very beautiful, and it was also engraved with Dao Divine Patterns, the white bone spirit looked at it several times, but he didn't see anything strange.
"What does the price say?" asked the Bone Spirit.
"Only one lord-level resource is needed, and it is definitely cost-effective to exchange one for nine. The stall owner said sincerely.
The white bone spirit almost didn't laugh, just these things, adding up to not even a saint-level resource are worth it, and I don't know how the other party opened this mouth.
"Let's go. Shaking his head, the white bone spirit said to Xuan Qi.
In fact, whether the summoning voice in the painting is true or not, whether the painting is unique or not, it doesn't mean much to the white bone spirit.
Because for now, he doesn't even have a main god-level resource on him, and he is a complete poor bastard.
"The goddess is slow, buying and selling things, what is particular is a bargain, I asked you for a lord-level resource, in fact, I didn't think that I could receive a lord-level resource, you see this is good, as long as a main god resource, these ten treasures are all yours." The stall owner said.
The white bone spirit spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's a pity that I don't even have a true god resource on me. ”
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but at this time, a burst of distress suddenly came from his mind, which came from the beautiful pattern.
......Seeing that his words didn't look like a lie, the stall owner cursed in his heart, and his face suddenly lost that enthusiasm, and he looked at their backs lazily.
"When doing business, what we pay attention to is a mutual concession. After taking a few steps, the white bone spirit's brows gradually furrowed, and he turned to the vendor and smiled.
Just now, the cry for help in his head became stronger, not like a simple illusion.
"What do you mean by the goddess?" asked the vendor.
"A saint-level resource, buy this painting. The white bone spirit pointed to the beautiful picture and said.
A look of embarrassment appeared on the vendor's face, and he said, "Goddess, your price is a loss for me!"
The white bone spirit said: "For this money, if you don't sell it, I won't buy it." ”
"Okay, okay, I'll suffer a little loss, this treasure is sold to you as a saint-level resource. The stall owner hesitated for a long time, and said with a painful expression on his face.
Not long after, the white bone spirit took out a saint-level resource and exchanged it for the beautiful pattern from the other party.
"Haha......" At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded.
The white bone spirit followed the sound, but saw that it was also a vendor, and the table in front of him was full of various treasures.
"What are you laughing at?" the Bone Spirit asked.
"I laughed at someone who was fooled again. The middle-aged stall owner looked pitifully and said, "You are already the ...... Countless people have bought this painting. ”
The White Bone Spirit blinked and said, "What do you mean by that?"
"Did you hear the girl's call, and you wanted to come and pick up the leak because of this call?" said the middle-aged stall owner.
The White Bone Spirit said, "You can also say so. ”
"Countless people before you have bought this painting because of this call, but when they get it back, no matter how much they research, they can't find out what the secret of this painting is. So every once in a while, the painting would be sent back again, and the old slippery head who sold the painting would be recycled at the original price of 50% of the original price, and it would come and go, just like fishing, he didn't lose anything, but the resources kept flowing into his pocket. The middle-aged stall owner said with a smile.
The white bone spirit turned his eyes to look at the vendor selling the painting, only to see the other party spreading his hands to him, and said with an innocent face: "Fair trade, you are willing to do it, I didn't force you to buy this painting, right?"
The White Bone Spirit threw the painting into the immortal world and said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't trouble you." ”
"If you don't understand the painting in the end, you can send it back, and I'll take it back at 50 percent, no, 60 percent of the original price. The stall owner said.
"No thanks. The white bone spirit waved his hand and beckoned Xuan Qi to leave here together.
"Old slippery, I don't think your rod will come back. When they left, the middle-aged vendor said to the vendor selling the paintings.
The face of the vendor selling the painting was a little complicated, and he said: "I hope this girl doesn't get angry, it's not easy to get such a fishing rod." ”
"You don't seem to be angry at all. After walking far away, Xuan Qi said to Bai Gu.
"Why should I be angry? I knew there was something wrong with it when you reminded me. The White Bone Spirit said.
"Why would you buy it when you know it's boring?" asked Xuan Qi in surprise.