Chapter 15 Falling short

"Then it depends on what you want. You can make your own price......" Sun Fatzi took out a cigarette, gave one to psyllium, lit it himself and smoked it, and continued: "It's not that I said, since I know that I am Sun Desheng, then I should also know what Sun Desheng can't get in the world, not much......"

The old man also knows how much energy Sun Desheng has, although he is not the head of the poll bureau now, he is still the boss of the poll bureau. What's more, the backer behind this fat man is a figure that even Yan Jun doesn't dare to offend. And the longer that treasure is stored in your own hands, the greater the danger. Coupled with Sun Desheng's trouble, if he doesn't make a move as soon as possible, he may bring a catastrophe to himself.

After hesitating, the old man said to Sun Desheng: "Okay, then I'm not welcome." Three drops of stone dragon blood, the life and death advice of the predecessor of the underworld, plus 10,000 taels of gold, Sun Juchang, this price is really a conscience......"

Sun Fatzi nodded and said, "Whether this price is a conscience or not, buddy, I really don't know." But I don't have any of these treasures - don't worry about turning your face, you listen to me first, I haven't heard of the stone dragon blood and life and death buddies at all. As for the 10,000 taels of gold, do you know how much a gram of gold is now? 10,000 taels is 500,000 grams, more than 200 million people's coins. Well, buddy only earns 8,000 a month......"

Hearing that Sun Desheng began to mess around, the old man began to tremble angrily. Finally restrained the idea of killing this fat man, he suppressed his anger and said: "Sun Juchang has a good calculation, there is no this, there is no that." You can't get any of the world's gold, so what price do you want me to pay? It's a big deal that I'll return Guangyuan Shenjian, and I won't sell it anymore - camels, send off ......"

Hearing the old man's call, the hunchback, who had been guarding the door, walked in. said to Sun Desheng and Psyllium: "Both, it's not too early, please go back....."

"What's the hurry? Dude, I'm not like you, I have time. Sun Fatzi ignored the hunchback, and said to the old man with a smile: "Didn't I say you, are you doing business like this?" Brother Xu, I will pay back the money all over the world, so I will allow you to ask for the price on the spot. Shi Longxue and life and death advice really don't have it, go back and sell the building of the polling bureau, maybe you can get together one or two thousand gold. If you think about other treasures, they are more valuable than stone dragon blood and life and death advice. Don't be bold enough to say that as long as the polling bureau has it, buddy, I will never bargain......"

Sun Fatzi also has some truth in what he said, maybe the poll bureau really doesn't have those two treasures. The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "One hundred phoenix feathers and basalt shells......"

"No, another one."

“...... The internal advice of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, plus the Dharma Sutra copied by the Buddha. ”

"Buddy hasn't heard of it, change it again."

"Dotting the stone gall ......"

"What the hell is this? Is it the same thing as bezoar? Why don't you get another one? ”

The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his face was flushed with anger. picked up the bucket in his hand and smashed it at Sun Desheng. scolded in his mouth: "Change your grandmother!" I don't care about you! Grandson, if you dare to gasp in front of me, I'll let your bastard fly away......"

Before he could finish scolding, the bucket he had just thrown out flew back according to the original route. The old man never dreamed that Sun Desheng would dare to fight back, and without defense, the bucket smashed right on his face. Suddenly smashed his nosebleed......

The old man is a big man in Hades, and he can't reveal his identity, so this time he borrowed the skin of a living person. The ability has been greatly reduced, but that's it, and it shouldn't be this result. He wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and after reacting, he realized that it was the young man next to Sun Desheng who threw the bucket.

"Little brute, do you dare to do it?" The old man was furious, and was about to pinch the magic trick to destroy the young man's form. The man was already in front of him. He grabbed the old man's fingers with one hand, and then slapped the old man in the face, scolding: "Old beast, you dare to fight back? Who taught you the stinky fault......"

When did the old man suffer such a sin? He was slapped and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. His fingers were clutched by the young man, and he couldn't break free with all his strength.

After being slapped in the mouth, the old man sobered up a lot. It's not an ordinary person who beats himself, maybe this is the backer behind Sun Fatzi pretending. But when you are beaten, you always have to say a few cruel words. He stared at psyllium and said, "If you have the ability to say your name, do you dare to say who you are?" ”

"I'm your dad!" As he spoke, psyllium punched the old man on the bridge of the nose. Then, without waiting for him to react, he put his knee against the old man's block again. The old man was no longer moving anymore, he held the stall with one hand, and his body trembled.

That's it, psyllium is not finished. One hand grabbed the old man's 'gear', and then smashed him headfirst to the ground. With a muffled sound, the old man foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, and his body twitched uncontrollably.

The two of them moved between the electric lights and flints, and waited until Sun Desheng and the hunchback reacted to pull the frame. The victory and defeat have been decided, and the psyllium has completely defeated this sixty or seventy-year-old man.

"Do you know how much trouble you've caused? You two wait......" Hunchback lay in front of the old man, smearing the back of his heart with a crying voice, and kept saying, "The old man wakes up...... The old man woke up ......"

At this time, the sound of roosters crowing again outside the shed, and then the light began to slowly appear outside. The old man in the shed seemed to have changed his mouth, and opened his mouth to cry: "It hurts me to death...... Where am I...... It hurts...... Help, take me to the hospital......"

When the old man spoke, his tone and tone changed to that of another person. Seeing this, the hunchback hurriedly picked him up and ran outside the shed, apparently to be sent to the hospital for first aid.

Sun Desheng didn't have the heart to care about the old man, he grabbed the psyllium and said, "Brother, I know that you are angry for my brother." But you didn't hit me just now, if you bear with me, we'll get it...... They must have been flustered before the rooster crowed, not for me to say, when the time comes, my buddy will ask him to send Guangyuan Shenjian over......"

"I can't stand such an old Deng'er, with or without you, I'll beat him." Psyllium spat at where the old man was just now, then pointed to the scar on his face and continued: "See? When he was five years old, he was raised by such an old Deng'er. His grandson bullied me, and I fought back. Lao Deng'er used a horse to come, and if I went deeper, I would be blind in this eye. Since then, I have seen such an old Deng'er, and I have seen it once and for ......"

"It's against him! Brother, this matter is not over, go back, brother, I will vent your anger. "Sun Desheng understood why psyllium suddenly went crazy this time, although it was a pity that Guangyuan Shenjian didn't get it, but this little Taoist priest in front of him was much more expensive than Shenjian. This is the treasure left by Gao Liang.

"My master avenged me, and he ordered Lao Deng'er's house that night." After Psyllium replied, he also felt a little sorry for Sun Desheng, he coughed at the moment, and continued: "It's my big thing that delayed you, let's come over again tonight......"

"It's late......" At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside the shed, and then a white-haired Yang Xiao walked in from outside. After seeing the mess in this place, Lao Yang smiled bitterly at Sun Desheng and said, "If I knew this, I might as well give it to Ouyang to the left." Great Sage, you have to give me an explanation for this matter......"

"Wait a minute! I remember, you beat me in the hospital. It's you who make my life worse than death......"

Hearing the little Taoist recall, Yang Xiao didn't say a word, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood formed a blood mist in front of him, and then the whole person plunged into the blood mist, and disappeared without a trace in an instant in front of psyllium......