Chapter 972: Three Ransom Books, Six Eight-Carat Papers
"You," Ximen Yan, "are the legendary traders with vast magical powers and omnipotence?"
"Exactly!"
The voice of the man in the middle was very flattering, and his big doll hood was a treacherous smile, and I saw him put on a lowly servant posture: "The little ones are the traders of the trading house, I wonder if this master knows the rules of the trading house?"
"What rules?"
"The buying and selling bank only does loss-making transactions, and we don't do what makes money. The man on the left wearing a crying big-headed doll is wiping his tears: "I'm going to lose money again, I'm so sad, I'm so sad." β
"Hee-ha... β
The trader on the right wearing a maniacal hood laughed heartily: "Lose money, hahaha, lose money, hahaha... β
Crazy?!
Looking at these three somewhat neurotic people, Ximen Yan frowned.
Even in the world of mountains and seas where there are countless strange people and strange people, Ximen Yan has encountered such a person for the first time: "Then do you know that I pawned the contract made by my ancestor Qian Jingtang and your trading bank?"
"Oh?"
The three of them suddenly fell silent, and the man in the middle raised his head, and he saw the jade box in Ximen Yan's hand.
"That's ... β
Crying Face subconsciously raised his hand to get it, but was stopped by the person in the middle.
"Hey, hey, hey, found it, thing, finally found. β
"Quiet. β
The man in the middle slowly raised his hand, and at the same time, the traders on both sides also lowered their heads, and at this moment, Ximen Yan's eyes became solemn.
These three people, what's going on?
Ximen Yan could obviously see them, but he couldn't sense the existence of the other party, not only him, but also his natal Jing Hong didn't feel it: "These three people are very dangerous, be careful." β
"You want the things in my box," Ximen Yan took out the worn-out book, "Then exchange what I want." β
"Okay, yes," the voice of the man in the middle changed, mature, and vicissitudes: "Three ransom books, six sheets of eight-open paper, the last page of this construction book, in your hands, according to the agreement, we will do one thing for you." β
"Anything goes. Crying face: "Oh, this time it's a loss, it's a miserable loss." β
"Hahahaha, cough, cough... β
The laughter was abrupt, he laughed out of breath, but he was still laughing: "Say, say, today we are happy, we can do anything, we can have everything, we can do anything." β
"Can you really do anything?"
Ximen Yan's voice fell, and the three of them were immediately quiet, the scene was extremely weird, and they saw the man in the middle raise his palm: "Whatever you have, we can impose on you, and if you don't have it, you can even take everything from it." β
"You want something, but it doesn't hurt to say it. β
"You can really do anything, so what if I want to survey the immeasurable "Thousand Pound Book"?"
"Uh... β
As soon as the jack book came out, the three traders looked at each other, Ximen Yan originally just wanted to test them, after all, the words of the three of them just now were a little arrogant.
Even Qian Jingtang, even great, didn't dare to say such big things.
"Hahaha... β
This time, however, all three laughed at the same time.
The crying face smiled, the middleman laughed louder, and the one who liked to laugh in the first place even lay directly on the ground, and his stomach was pumped when he laughed.
"Ignorance and ignorance. β
"What a fool, what a fool. β
"There is the greatest treasure in the world, but no one can understand its mysteries," the intermediary: "It's ridiculous, hahahaha." β
"You can't get it?"
"Hahaha, when you say the word 'take', you don't know anything about the jack book, if you are talking about the real jack book, then it, we don't need to give it to you, and I can't give it to you, but we can tell you where it is. β
Ximen Yan asked puzzledly, "Where?"
"There, isn't the jack book there!"
"Where?"
Ximen Yan looked at the trader's lonely finger hanging in the air, but he didn't see anything except the trader pointing to a wall: "Where are you talking about?"
"Don't you even know where it is, there, there?"
However, the trader's finger did not move, originally pointing to where it was, but now it is still pointing there: "It seems that you don't understand, so we are not to blame." β
"Wait!"
Seeing that the other party was reaching out to get something, Ximen Yan hurriedly closed the jade box again.
"Smack!"
The strange thing is that as the jade box was closed again, the three people who made Ximen Yan feel unfathomable did not come to snatch it, as if they had some kind of restraint that prevented them from forcibly touching the contents of the box.
"What I just didn't count," Ximen Yan: "I want to change my requirements." β
"Returned, hahaha, returned, hey, hey, hey. β
"Lost money, lost money again. β
"Yes," the man in the middle put his hand down, he was still so light, quietly waiting for Ximen Yan's reply: "But please don't say anything about things that you can't get yourself, and don't say anything that belongs to you in the first place." β
The previous "Thousand Jin Book" was just a temptation by Ximen Yan, and he himself knew that the Thousand Jin Book could not be so easy to get, and what he really wanted was not an ethereal Thousand Jin Book.
"I want the drawings of the Jade Void Palace," Ximen Yan: "This, can you get it?"
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The three traders were silent for a moment, and the next moment they saw the man in the middle take off his hood, revealing a pale face like a dead corpse, his bones as thin as wood, and the skin on his face fused with flesh and blood.
The fishy smell on his face made Ximen Yan subconsciously cover his mouth and nose: "What the hell is this guy? Aren't they human?"
"Yes. β
In a hoarse and deep voice, the trader grinned and smiled eeriely.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a stone book appeared in Ximenyan's hand: "This is... β
"The drawings of the Jade Void Palace that you wanted. β
"That's it?"
Ximen Yan opened it, but not a word was written on it, so Ximen Yan hurriedly spread out the book to the trader and asked, "What do you mean, there is nothing in this." β
"What you want, we gave it to you, ours, please come back. β
"Wait, how do I know what you gave me is true, how do you prove itγγγγγγ β
However, the jade box in Ximen Yan's hand disappeared, and the other party took it away and forcibly took it away, as if the previous attitude of not being able to touch the jade box was pretended.
"This last page, back, Aiye's curse has been lifted, we... β
The three figures began to turn into ashes, and the zombie-like man in the middle raised his head, but his face was full of serenity: "I can finally go home." β