Chapter Twenty-Eight: Blame the Crow, the Old Daoist

Regarding his big plan, Cui Xiaopang only has a general idea in his heart now.

In fact, this idea originally came from making a barbecue for the Nine Princesses, which made Cui Xiaopang realize that the cooking skills of the Three Realms were greatly backward, and if he succeeded in introducing the earth's cuisine and monopolizing the secret recipe of ingredients, he would definitely be able to make a lot of money!

Since you can use some of the advantages of the earth to your own benefit, why can't you use the advantages of the Three Realms?

Because of the taboos contained in some rules, according to Xiao Hei, the earth and the Three Realms can only communicate with some mundane things, but this is enough!

The alchemy of the Three Realms, formations, pure natural herbs, etc., as long as they are used skillfully, they are enough to form a huge high-end health industry chain! This is only a small part, the mundane things of the two worlds are interconnected, and the collision of many concepts will cause a series of extraordinary changes!

And Cui Xiaopang, as the only "fallen master", is naturally the only beneficiary, and he can't imagine how much difference he can make from it! The most important thing is that with the improvement of his strength, he will inevitably earn greater benefits!

Earth, nature is strength and wealth is the hardest fist!

The Three Realms, the same is true!

Thinking of his "big plan", although it is just a very general idea and not thorough and detailed, the huge benefits it brings are enough to make Cui Xiaopang smile from ear to ear!

Of course, from the ground up, everything must start from the foundation, and this gold ingot is his first fortune on the earth!

It is naturally not easy to become a giant crocodile-level fallen master, and this time the mundane things brought back from the Three Realms are only some gold, silver and jewelry, so Cui Xiaopang decided to exchange them for some money first, and then, use the perspective god eye to make a windfall!

Now, Cui Xiaopang urgently needs to prove himself to Spicy.

Stuffing this heavy piece of gold ingots into his arms, Cui Xiaopang walked out of the box to check out, and then took a taxi and went straight to the most prosperous antique market in Qinghai City.

As one of the top 20 super metropolises in China, Qinghai City is very prosperous and lively, and the most lively places must include Qinghai Antique Market!

The long gambling stone street is full of gambling stone shops, and there are so many people who come and go here every day like a carp crossing the river, there are lively people, there are lucky ones, there are countless countless!

Cui Xiaopang once worked in the Tianci Gambling Stone Workshop on Gambling Stone Street for a period of time a year ago, because the boss was too harsh and resigned, so he still knows a lot about Gambling Stone!

Gambling stones, known as a knife of heaven, a knife of hell, because each piece of rough stone is basically worth a lot of money, and often out of waste stones, the probability of green beans is extremely high, so it is a very exciting activity!

Someone made a fortune by gambling on stones, cut out an extraordinary piece of jade and became rich overnight!

Some people went bankrupt because of this, and eventually their families were ruined!

Becoming a giant crocodile-level fallen master requires a huge capital base, and many conditions are needed, and if you want to quickly accumulate original capital, gambling on stones is undoubtedly a very effective way!

The taxi finally stopped in a small alley not far from the antique market, where Cui Xiaopang had passed by many times before going to work, and there were several shops in the depths of the alley that recycled high-priced tobacco and alcohol and recycled gold jewelry.

Taikang Nursing Home, located at the foot of Lingyan Mountain in the suburbs of Qinghai City, has clear air and elegant environment, which is a good place to retire.

Because it is not far from the city of Qinghai, La La often comes to Taikang Nursing Home as a volunteer, chatting with those lonely elderly people and giving some help within their ability.

"Spicy, little girl, come and let Grandma Hu take a look, yell, more handsome! If a young man is blessed to marry you, it is simply an ancestor who has accumulated virtue!"

"That's it, our family is a rare good girl. What about the little fat man, I didn't come with you this time? We old guys were still talking about it some time ago, if you two get married, we will go over as a group!"

"That's right, Lao Li Tou is still saying, when you get married, he will send a pair of ancient jade seals as a congratulatory gift. The old things are worth a lot of money now!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Nizi is thin-skinned, you see, she is shy!"

Spicy accompanied a group of old people to chat, and even took out some small things to buy for them, the old people were very happy, but Spicy was forced to smile.

After a while, the old people's lunch break arrived, and they reluctantly said goodbye to Spica one by one, and Sa Sa did not go to the guest room to rest, but walked aimlessly along Lingyan Mountain alone.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong"

The creek is murmuring, crystal clear, and there are small grass carp swimming smartly, spicy and spicy can't help but give birth to a little joy, find a stone by the stream and sit down, a person in a daze.

Today's scene unconsciously appeared in my mind, and I regretted it a little, the dead fat man must have been hurt by his own words, right?

Qianqian's fingers flicked the grass leaves under her feet, and muttered to herself, "Dad, Mom, you died early, and you can't help your daughter check it." That dead fat man has no interest, the point is that this guy is sometimes quite annoying, and his daughter can't tell what feelings he has. That guy was very handsome three years ago, but now he's fat and black, and he can't even take it! Forget it, let's look at fate in the future, maybe my daughter's Prince Charming hasn't appeared yet."

If Cui Xiaopang's spicy words were heard, he estimated that Le's mouth would not be able to close, right?

After a person muttered to himself, Spicy's mood improved a lot, and he let out a long breath and stood up.

"Quack"

Suddenly, a piercing and hoarse cry came from behind Lala, like a mourning.

Unconsciously, he shuddered, and hurriedly turned around to look, only to see a huge crow standing on the landscape stone not far away!

This crow is amazingly large, almost the size of an eagle, and its whole body is pitch black, and the surface of its feathers has a layer of dark red fluff, but its eyes are a strange dark blue color, extremely deep, like a bottomless abyss!

Although there is a certain distance from each other, Spicy can still smell a fishy smell emanating from the crows!

It seems that this strange and huge crow is not a living thing, but a rotting corpse!

"Chatter"

In the distance, there was a strange laughter like a night owl, and soon, an old Taoist man wearing a shabby Taoist robe and carrying a bulging black leather bag appeared, he stepped step by step, giving people a leisurely feeling, but the speed was fast.

In a moment, this old Taoist had already appeared in front of him, and the huge crow croaked, suddenly soaring, flying around the old Taoist's side, and there was a kind of greed and bloody bloom in his dark blue eyes, which made people shudder!

Such a strange scene, Spicy instinctively gave birth to a huge fear, he looked at the old Taoist in fear, at a loss.

It stands to reason that this old man's sallow face is not vicious, but his eyes have a kind of gloomy taste, and he doesn't know what exists in him, and he always gives Spicy a very terrifying feeling!

Behind him is the babbling stream, in front of the old Taoist and the strange crow, Spicy is in a dilemma.

With a bold temperament, he plucked up the courage and said, "This Dao Master, may I ask, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist smiled faintly, waved a dilapidated floating dust in his hand, and said with a smile, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable Female Donor, Poor Dao Heavenly Gate, specially here to find you!"

When the old Taoist said this, Spicy felt her whole body tighten, and it turned out that under the wave of the dilapidated floating dust, a faint gray airflow was born, like an invisible circle of light, which imprisoned her body at once!

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