Chapter 18: The Mysterious Old Man!

"Worship you as a teacher? Did I hear me right? In an instant, he couldn't help the surprise in his heart, so Ye Chen hurriedly said: "It's been a long time, you guy was planning to buy me?" ”

However, even if Ye Chen called himself so rudely, the old man with gray temples didn't care at all, but scratched his hair a little embarrassed: "Otherwise? If I want to hurt you, do I need to save you? ”

As he spoke, the old man quickly took out an oil-stained sheepskin scroll from his inventory, and laughed with him: "As long as you drip blood on it, everything is done!" ”

Seeing this situation, Ye Chen, who only felt that he was on a thief ship, hurriedly stretched out his hand and threw the sheepskin scroll on the straw aside, and at the same time said with a disdainful face: "You said that I would apprentice to the teacher, doesn't this show that I am very faceless?" ”

"Nothing else, first of all, since you want to be my master, you naturally need to prepare some gifts for my apprentice, right? Besides, how can a master treat his apprentice like you? ”

"I like to use my hands and feet without saying a word, I can tell you, thanks to you to heal my injuries, otherwise I would have to slander you for millions of dollars just now, do you believe it?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man, who was still a little unable to turn his head, couldn't help frowning, as if he was seriously pondering whether Ye Chen's words at this time were reasonable: It seems to be so?

"So in your opinion, if I want to take you stinky boy as an apprentice, what do I need to prepare?" Without thinking too much, I saw that the old man actually pulled out a pile of broken things from the inventory, and everywhere he looked was covered with dust.

Although many of the objects in it were things that Ye Chen had never touched, at first glance, he could basically guess that this was simply a pile of broken copper and iron...

"Uh... I don't think I need any of your stuff, and if you don't find a way to help me get something valuable, like some gem jade or something, I don't mind if it's gold! ”

However, after hearing this, the old man was puzzled and put all these items into the inventory, and muttered to him in a low voice: "These strange treasures and magic costumes, are they not as good as those broken stones?" ”

Of course, Ye Chen naturally didn't hear these words, but when he later learned what the broken copper and iron in the old man's inventory was, he almost cried, but this was already an afterword.

At this time, Ye Chen was only concerned about how to pit something valuable from this old man's hands, so that he could prepare for the next god-level summoning: if you give Lao Tzu 10,000 gold coins, let you know what real cruelty is!

On the other side, he held the sheepskin scroll that Ye Chen threw aside in his hand again, only to see the old man spread it out while slowly explaining: "The old man's name is Guderian, you can call me an old monster for the time being!" ”

"Anyway, we don't have much time, I'm afraid the people over there in the Shadow Society have already noticed something strange here, and I think it won't be long before we can find a trace, so we need to speed up..."

Hearing this, although he didn't know what the origin of the Heavenly Shadow Society in his mouth was, Ye Chen, who had no way at all, had no choice but to silently bite his thumb: "Say it in advance..."

"If you old monster dare to lie to me, Lao Tzu will definitely fight with you and die in the net, and even the jade will be burned, it is not a pity to die, understand? And don't forget, since you are a master, you have to give gifts to your apprentices! ”

But when Ye Chen was so crooked, Guderian, who was on guard, seemed to notice something unusual, so he hurriedly covered Ye Chen's mouth with his greasy palms, looking very nervous.

After a while, almost when Ye Chen was about to be suffocated by the other party's grip, he quickly let go of his hands, and at the same time explained seriously: "Just now, two powerful auras swept over our heads..."

"If it weren't for the old man who released the enchantment in advance, I'm afraid we wouldn't have to eat and walk around, in short, you hurry up and drip your blood now, and the old man will take you out of here immediately!"

In just a few words, although Ye Chen was very curious about whether this guy was deceiving himself, but when he found that the momentum released from the other party's body and outside was gradually growing, he sighed: It seems that Lao Tzu is really in trouble!

Without thinking too much, Ye Chen, who knew that time was waiting for no one, quickly dripped his blood in the center of the sheepskin scroll, and at the same time observed the subtle changes in between, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

After all, in just a few seconds, the originally oil-stained sheepskin scroll actually jumped as if it had been given life, and it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a brilliant light flickering in it...

"Stinky boy, hurry up and follow me now, after all, once this contract is reached, the energy of the enchantment will be unsustainable sooner or later, and it will be troublesome to be discovered by others at that time!"

As soon as the words fell, before Ye Chen could react to what had happened, he saw Guderian, who was full of solemnity, put his hand on his shoulder, and then the vision in front of him blurred again: Did I faint again?

As for the minute or so after they disappeared, I saw that the original dilapidated ancient temple was trampled out of a big hole by two figures falling from the sky: "Damn, haven't you already escaped?" ”

Hearing this, the woman who was standing aside sniffing the residual smell in the air with her nose couldn't help but say, "It should be that I just left, since I can do things under our noses, the other party should be a great power, right?" ”

"But how did I smell a smell of alcohol, and there was a smell of rotten flesh, could it be that someone had burned, so I recuperated here?"

But just as she was guessing so wildly, the masked man on the side seemed to notice something unusual, so he hurriedly bent down to pick up the rags on the ground, and muttered, "It can't be a homeless man, right?" ”

"This cloth seems to be worn in a small place like Shadowstream City, and it is basically worn by the lowest level of civilians, and ordinary people are not interested in this kind of stuff at all..."

But after thinking about it, he decisively denied this stupid speculation, after all, if even a homeless man can escape under his nose, then how will he mix in the future?

"No matter, anyway, the other party should be far away now, we might as well hurry up and continue to search for the whereabouts of Hitanas, don't be preempted by others..."

Hearing this, the thoughtful two quickly left this place, leaving only a faint scent of wood sandalwood lingering...