The plain white hands were crossed together boringly, and the bored Zhu Liu was looking up and down at a copper incense burner located by the far wall.

- She had been waiting in this reception room for a quarter of an hour.

"Gurgle, cluck"

Suddenly, the sound of slightly hurried footsteps sounded in the hallway.

"Squeak—"

With a soft sound, the dark wooden door was pushed open, and in Zhu Liu's sight, a slender young man walked in.

Hmm, this is the shopkeeper of this underworld?

Gently putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhu Liu got up and looked at the handsome young man of the ghost clan in front of him, waiting for the other party to speak first.

"Ahem;"

Unlike his handsome and elegant appearance, despite the gentle smile on his face, the young man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, giving people a sense of machinery:

"Under Zhao Haozhen, he is the shopkeeper of this mound village;"

As he spoke, the young man's body bent and he bowed slightly to Zhu Liu:

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"Shopkeeper Zhao doesn't have to be polite."

raised his hand and returned the wave, and when the two of them sat down again, Liu raised his eyebrows lightly, and Zhu Liu decided to get straight to the point:

"Shopkeeper Zhao, you are a businessman, and you must not like to gossip too much; Why don't I just say it directly; ”

After a pause, Zhu Liu reached out and took out the mustard seed bag from his waist:

"I have a batch of spirit stones here, and I want to exchange some spirit stones from Guizhuang."

"Oh?!"

Hearing the word "spirit stone", the young shopkeeper who was originally carefully observing Zhu Liu seemed to be moved:

"This fellow Daoist, can you take your batch of spirit stones to the next view?"

"Naturally; But ......"

Looking at the cyan storage bag embroidered with words in his hand, Zhu Liu paused slightly:

"Shopkeeper Zhao, can you get me a mustard seed bag?"

"Naturally."

Throwing a curious glance at Zhu Liu's mustard seed bag, Zhao Haozhen reached out and untied the storage bag on his waist, raised his hand and handed it to Zhu Liu.

"Bastard!"

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, feeling the strange touch on the back of his hand, Zhu Liu slapped the other party's salty pig hand.

"Boom!"

With a slap on the table, his golden red pupils erected slightly, Zhu Liu stood up from his seat and stared at the young man in front of him with annoyance:

"Shopkeeper Zhao; Are you handing something or eating tofu? ”

His eyes fell on the other party's right hand with a blue ring, and Zhu Liu shook his little hand that was molested by the other party in disgust:

Hand over something and touch it endlessly?!

Anyway, you're also a money shopkeeper, and you've never seen a woman?!

Looking at the young man with a strange smile in front of him, Zhu Liu's tone gradually turned cold:

"Could it be..."

"Shopkeeper Zhao thinks my fox clan is easy to bully?!"

"Boom!"

An invisible wave of qi spread out in the room, and the beautiful golden red eyes stared at each other, and Zhu Liu unreservedly released the momentum of his golden pill period.

"Well, I'm sorry;"

Facing the momentum that Zhu Liu had already faintly raised, a subtle smile swept across Zhao Haozhen's slightly pale face, and was immediately replaced by an apologetic expression:

"As the saying goes: everyone has a love for beauty;"

Bowing down and saluting Zhu Liu, the young man named Zhao Haozhen said in a sincere tone:

"Seeing the fairy Yurong, I couldn't help myself in the next moment, so I had this trip to Meng Lang; I hope that the fairy can forgive this faux pas. ”

Still bowing his head slightly, as if he understood that a verbal apology was not enough, as if he had been prepared, Zhao Haozhen continued to open heavier bargaining chips:

"In order to make up for the faux pas below, as long as the fairy's spirit stone is true, I can make the decision to exchange the fairy stone for the fairy at a ratio of one to five."

"Hmph."

Listening to the other party's explanation, he snorted heavily, and Zhu Liu hesitated slightly in his heart:

From the heart, Zhu Liu planned to flip the table;

- It's not like killing the other party because of this, but making a big fuss won't make her any psychological burden.

Merely......

Feeling that the spiritual power reserves in his body were not even as good as the foundation building period, Zhu Liu wisely gave up this tempting idea;

- If you can't beat it, it's secondary, but if you expose the fact that you're a fake fox in the fight......

It's not going to work.

Despite the coldness on his face, Zhu Liu quickly turned his thoughts in his heart:

As......

U-turn and go?

…… Isn't that for nothing!

It's too cheap for this lewd man!

Hmm, anyway... Is this guy willing to go out to 1 to 5?

Recalling the information he had inquired about from the Wu monks, Zhu Liu was a little surprised:

Today's market price... It seems like it's just a little higher than one to four, right?

Anyway, it can be regarded as hemorrhage;

Zhu Liu comforted himself in his heart:

- was just touched, and the other party didn't take much advantage.

After making up his mind in his heart and retracting his outgoing momentum, Zhu Liu slowly sat back in his seat:

"I said... Boss Zhao; ”

Suppressing the anger of being molested, Zhu Liu rolled his eyes at Zhao Haozhen, who was still slightly bent over in front of him:

"Don't talk about useless things. If you are obscene, you will say it directly, and it will be boring to make excuses. ”

"As for compensation......

Holding his slender legs together, squinting at the young man in front of him, Zhu Liu gently shook his feet in small leather boots:

"Tsk, one is about the same as six."

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Seeing the back of Zhu Liushi Shiran leaving, the young shopkeeper's face was calm, and he didn't seem to care about the business that was destined to lose money just now.

"Tsk,"

Stretching out his bony right hand, looking at the pale red blue ring on his hand, the handsome young man named Zhao Hao showed a strange smile:

"Is there only a fire fox that has cultivated in the mortal realm?"

After thinking about it for a while, he took out a pitch-black sound transmission stone from the storage bag, and Zhao Haozhen raised his hand and smashed a ghostly aura into the stone.

Receiving the injection of breath, in just a moment, a somewhat sharp old voice sounded in the sound transmission stone:

"Haozhen?"

The ancestral house of the Zhao family was suddenly awakened from cultivation, and a thin old man with a pale face was looking at the pitch-black stone in his hand with some unhappiness:

"What's the matter with you?"

"Uncle!"

In the ears of the old man, Zhao Haozhen's tone was full of joy:

"That fox man... I've found it! ”