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That's right! Qin Hao suddenly remembered that the old man of the Treasure Pavilion had taken out something similar to blood in the bronze coffin and gave it to himself, and the taste was almost the same as Sister Xiaolan's blood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, Qin Hao was finally able to determine that Sister Xiaolan must have something to do with the incident that happened three hundred years ago......

The awkward topics that followed made the atmosphere stiff, and the three of them lost any interest in talking, and some servants cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and went their separate ways to find it.

Saying that he didn't help Qin Shuang, of course it was impossible. After eating, Qin Hao changed into simple clothes, stepped on an ordinary long sword, and stepped out of the mansion with Qin Shuang.

In the past two months, Qin Hao went out of the palace for the first time, and finally saw the prosperous scenery of the 800-mile Luo River embankment, the large and small restaurants, and the poignant tone of the singer floating in the Qionglou, like a dream, with some unreal charm.

There are also vendors along the street, most often skewers and roasted sweet potatoes. Among them, the master who can paint sugar is the most elegant art, and there are often children swarming around him.

Although the two of them have important things to do, they can't help but be intoxicated by the leisure of small merchants and hawkers. A roasted sweet potato is broken in half, and the big hawthorn of the New Year has a unique taste.

The people living in this street are ordinary people, and there are no fighting, killing, and cheating. Even if it was the second ancestor of the rich family who was rampant on the street, Qin Hao felt more cordial.

The Luo River brings fresh water, fresh wind, and can smell the aroma of fresh earth and grass blades. Presumably, there is no towering city wall to block it, and there will be no rotten and dull smell in the palace.

After walking along the embankment for a long time, the place gradually became desolate, except for the soldiers and horses station, there were few people who lived in it, and the number of cultivators on the road gradually increased.

Luohe Changjie generation, adjacent to the Qinling Mountains, there is no shortage of demonic beasts out of the mountains to forage, there have been many mortals who have fallen into the mouth of demonic beasts, so the residents are so scarce.

Because of this, it became a place for cultivators to trade and meet. Passing through the desolate area in front of you, and moving forward, the street once again has a scale.

Compared to the mundane market, it is more quiet and sophisticated. This is the largest monk settlement in the fief of King Qin, among which the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is not uncommon for monks to move the blood realm, if it is a special day, there will even be a strong person in the inscription realm to enter and exit it, and there are even terrifying rumors that he has seen the strong man of the infant realm with his own eyes.

The strong person in the infant realm gets along with the King of Qin, and no matter which empire he joins, he will become a prince. However, under normal circumstances, such powerhouses are all grandmasters, and they rarely go out.

To the north of the Luo River, there is a famous place. It is built by commercial giants and has a history of more than 100 years. Among them, it not only collects and sells all kinds of natural treasures, but also holds auctions from time to time to gather a large number of monks.

can do the monk's business without being killed and robbed, this Wanbao Pavilion is naturally strong. The old man of the Wan family is a strong man at the peak of the infant realm, and he is not much more than the royal family and the King of Qin.

What's more, the disciples of Wanbao Pavilion are all over the world, collecting all kinds of treasures, although they are not openly divided as kings, but they are also enough to cause a sensation in the world.

There are still three days left in the auction to open, that is, the treasures to be auctioned are refreshed every day. Many of these treasures do not belong to the Wanbao Pavilion itself, but are auctioned by the monks themselves with the help of the Wanbao Pavilion.

After tidying up their bags at the door, Qin Hao and the others came to the gatehouse to report and counted their treasures in the accounting room.

The person in charge of watching the treasure is an old man, although he has crane hair and goosebumps, his body is shriveled, but his small eyes are black and shiny, and there is a flash of light inadvertently, and he can see that the old man is not extraordinary.

can afford to open a century-old store, Wanbaoge naturally has a way to do business. It doesn't matter if you come in silk or coarse linen, except for the dragon and python on you, you will be treated calmly.

"Two fellow Daoists, but there are treasures for sale?" The old man looked smiling, and his appearance was like a big beckoning cat at the door.

"Yes, old man." After Qin Shuang said that, he carefully wrapped the jade pendant in his pocket with a champa, opened it layer by layer, and respectfully placed it on the table.

A waiter made a basin of water, and the old man carefully cleaned his hands and wiped them clean with a new towel, and then picked up the jade pendant and put it in his hand to play with it carefully.

"This jade is a piece of jade essence, which has the effect of calming the soul and nourishing the spirit, fixing the qi and cultivating the yuan, and it is a rare top grade in jade." The old man sighed as he stroked and played.

Being said to be itchy in his heart, Qin Hao finally couldn't help but ask, "You always say bluntly, how much is this piece of jade worth?" ”

"If you put it on sale outside, at least thirty low-grade Yuan Spirit Stones." The old man put the jade pendant back in its place and said calmly.

Hearing this number, Qin Hao and the two looked at each other, and they both smiled. There can be thirty pieces of lower-grade Yuan Lingshi, and they are determined to get the meat Lingzhi!

"If it is sold in Wanbao Pavilion, what price are you willing to pay?" Qin Hao froze and asked.

Qin Hao has a relatively rich understanding of pharmacological knowledge. If this piece of jade is really jade essence, the price of thirty spirit stones is not low.

"I'm sorry, we don't accept this." The old man closed his eyes and said indifferently.

"Why!" Qin Shuang took a step forward, pressed the corner of the table with both hands, and asked a little anxiously.

Qin Hao also wondered, since the value was determined, how could there be any reason not to do business when it was sent to the door. Could this strange old man have a broken brain?

Qin Shuang's slightly unreasonable approach did not make the old man ashamed. Instead, he calmly picked up the jade pendant, put it in the sunlight and looked at it carefully, and said, "This thing has a lot to do with it, and the old man doesn't dare to cause trouble for Wanbao Pavilion." ”

"What's the trouble?" Qin Hao asked suspiciously.

"Don't say."

"Could it be that you are afraid of a small jade pendant in the huge Wanbao Pavilion!?" Qin Shuang was a little annoyed, and his words were even more polite.

"Don't say." The old man looked determined, as if he was not going to reveal anything.

Businessmen always have a set of hard rules, no anxiety, no humiliation. And at this point, the old man did quite well.

There's no way, since the other party doesn't accept it, you can't force it to sell. Qin Hao patted Qin Shuang's shoulder, signaling her to calm down, and then prepared to go to another small shop to buy treasures to inquire.

Just as the two of them were about to leave, they suddenly heard a thick male voice coming from a room upstairs, "This piece of jade essence, we have received it in Wanbao Pavilion." ”

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then stood up respectfully, bowed upstairs, and said humbly, "Yes, Lord Wan." ”

When Qin Hao and the others were still stunned, the old man dipped the brush in ink and said in a slightly inquiring tone, "If the two of you are willing to grant me the jade essence to Wanbao Pavilion, I am willing to give thirty-two low-grade Yuan Spirit Stones as a reward, I don't know what to do." ”

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