"On the contrary, if the other party is not satisfied, you can't buy it no matter how many spirit coins you spend. This is the trading house, where all the rules are based on personal preferences, and the value of the things here is also up to oneself. ”

"It is also the rules of the trading workshop that cause the trading workshop to be mixed, not only the people of Xu Lingyuan like to go to the trading workshop, but also some people from the Lingyuan of other cities are admired. In the trading shop, there is no day or night, it is open 24 hours a day! ”

Yueji added a few more words to Xinghua.

Xinghua nodded, understanding the rules of the trading room. Continue to walk inside, the more you go inside, the more strange things are, they grow so big, these things are the first time, Xinghua marveled all the way.

Yueji followed Xinghua all the way and remained calm.

The more you go inside, the more dense the things placed on the ground, Xinghua has to be very careful every step, the reason why you have to be cautious is not to say how dangerous the trading workshop is, but that there are too many things in the trading workshop, there is no extra road to make people walk, if you want to enter the trading workshop, you have to pass through various items.

The items in the trading shop look tattered, and some things seem to have been picked up from the garbage heap, but in the eyes of the owner, this is a priceless treasure, and if you accidentally touch it, it will not help you to lose any amount of money.

"Let's go! Check it out there! ”

Yueji led Xinghua to a small corner, in this corner, things are quite tattered, some bottles and cans, missing corners and pieces, and some look a bit like books, like rats bite, fragments, some messy grass and trees, scattered on the ground, in the center of these items like a garbage heap, there is an old man in dirty clothes, his hair is dirty, his face is like black charcoal, his hands and feet are full of mud, but a pair of eyes are strangely spiritual.

The old man sat on the ground, looking like a rag-picker.

Xinghua approached this corner, and a strange smell came to his nose.

The trading hall is crowded, and this corner is the only one that few people approach, which is a bit inconsistent with the characteristics of the trading workshop.

Approaching this corner, Xinghua couldn't stand the strange smell and covered his nose.

"What, doesn't it stink? If you don't like it, go far! ”

The old man sitting on the ground didn't even look at Xinghua, waved his hand again and again, and said impatiently.

"Hey, how did you talk this old man, we came here to cheer you on, I've never seen you so rushed?" Xinghua said a little angrily.

"Let's go!"

Xinghua didn't look back, he wanted to leave with Yueji!

But at this time, Yueji didn't leave, this kind of filthy place that exuded a stink, I couldn't stand it, and Yueji, a fairy-like beautiful woman, could still bear it!

Xinghua couldn't help but be surprised, and stopped to see why Yueji brought herself to this place?

"Follow me, this old man is not simple!" Yue Ji frowned slightly, and pulled back Xinghua, who was about to leave. Then he smiled and approached the old man's garbage-like items.

The old man sitting on the ground saw Xinghua coming back, and he didn't have any expression, holding a broken book in his hand, quietly looking at the broken book, and didn't glance at Xinghua.

Yueji casually swept over the mess that the old man had placed on the ground, and then placed her white and flawless hands on a tree root that was almost rotting.

"I want this root!"

Yue Ji smiled slightly, and her jade hand like mutton fat gently picked up the black tree root.

At the moment when Yueji picked up the root of the tree, the old man's gaze had been on the broken book in his hand, but in just a few seconds, it shifted to Yueji.

The old man's face was very dignified. Put down the broken book in his hand and slowly move towards Yueji.

"This root, I'm not going to trade!"

It was a few very simple words, but it took the old man almost a lot of effort to say them.

And Xinghua was silent on the side, he didn't understand why Yueji wanted this rotting root, and he didn't understand why the old man was still unwilling to trade for this broken root.

"A Xuanling Bead!"

Yueji smiled slightly, but she was not angry.

"Didn't you hear clearly? This root, I'm not going to trade! ”

The old man didn't receive Yueji's affection, so he didn't care about Yueji's smile at all, and said impatiently.

Although Xinghua remained silent, he was completely speechless to this old man, the appearance of the moon and the city was pleasing to the eye at a glance, and he kept smiling, whoever saw it would be relaxed and happy, but he was not merciful at all.

Xinghua couldn't wait to beat this old man hard in his heart.

"No deals?"

Yueji pouted slightly, and then gently lowered the tree roots. The jade hand like mutton fat slowly provoked, pointed to the ground between his fingers, and then flashed a spiritual light, drawing a paper-sized spiritual rune on the ground.

At the moment when Yueji stretched out her hand back, the aura disappeared instantly, and the dirt on the ground weirdly lifted a piece of paper, a worn-out paper. This paper, old and yellow, like a withered yellow leaf, on the ground, was about the same color as the earth, and few people would have noticed its presence if it had not been for the slightest breeze.

The paper is the size of two palms, the paper is like a fingerprint in the hand, densely covered with lines, the paper is as thin as a cicada's wings, as if it can be broken when it comes into contact, the surrounding of the paper, the wrinkled raw edges, it looks as if it has gone through thousands of years, the paper looks very light, the breeze blows, it can raise the paper, but it is very strange, the paper just can't float.

"It's a pity, since we don't trade, let's go!"

Yueji got up, her fingers gently swept a slight gust of wind, and the ground could only raise the corner paper, which floated up very strangely and landed on her mutton-fat jade hand.

"Originally, this paper was going to be traded, but it seems that this paper is useless!"

Yueji's fingers lightly clicked on the paper, which was as thin as a cicada's wings. This kind of yellowed paper, which looks like it can crack at just a point, no one will pay attention even if it is burned with fire.

However, just as Yueji's finger was about to point out, the old man sitting on the ground suddenly startled, staring at the yellowed broken paper on Yueji's hand.

"Wait!" Without hesitation, the old man called out to Yueji, who was about to leave.

"I trade, I trade!"

The old man, who had been expressionless all the time, had trembling hands at the moment, his steps were staggering, his eyes were fanatical, and his hands were blocking the yellowed old paper, for fear that the moon would break.

Yueji smiled slightly, gave Xinghua a look, and motioned for Xinghua to pick up the roots on the ground.

Xinghua bent down and reached for the roots of the tree on the ground. Just when his hand was about to touch the root of the tree that was almost rotting, suddenly, a pair of powerful hands violently pressed the root, and a thick spiritual power came out, directly shaking Xinghua's hand away.

Yue Ji smiled slightly, and the corners of her mouth drew a graceful arc, matching her perfect little face, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu.

"The show is about to begin!"

"Xinghua, before you save your father, this lesson depends on how much you can comprehend?"