Chapter 645: As long as you are 998

"My lord, allow me to express my sincerest thanks to you."

Quentin took Marina's small hand and walked into the room, along with it, of course, the most valuable psionic materials in the Sisr family's treasury.

These psionic materials are already the most valuable items that Quentin can find.

The spiritual energy that flashed on it was accompanied by a strong attribute power.

It is completely possible to smelt and craft beautiful weapons.

A very valuable item for any soul removalist.

But Quentin knew very well in his heart that maybe these things were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

It wasn't until he walked into the room at this time that Quentin immediately confirmed his conjecture from the gazes of the three people in the room.

Except for Shuang'er who looked at them with a little curiosity, the other two adults didn't have any intention of looking at these things at all.

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at these psionic materials, and motioned for Shuang'er to take the things.

"I took it, but I don't want to get another task like this next time."

Hearing this, Quentin couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

He knew that behind the Lost Mansion, there must be a greater power.

If you become a burden to this organization, then the day of being abandoned as an outcast is not far off.

"Rest assured, my lord, we will improve our strength as soon as possible, and we will never let adults bother again."

Quentin immediately patted his chest and reassured.

However, Ding Xiaoyi said in a disapproving tone: "Whatever you want, the production of spiritual essence should be accelerated."

In the future, he will hand over at least 5,000 catties of psionic essence to Bitser every month.

In addition, deduct your three months' worth of money.

Although Quentin was distressed about the share of 10 bills per month, this matter was also expected by him.

After all, if they sent a request for help to the mansion this time, they would inevitably pay the corresponding price, and after deducting three months, it was actually far better than they expected.

"Besides, I need to give you a mission."

Hearing the mission, Quentin and Marina suddenly perked up, seeing the power of the mysterious adult in front of them, even if it was only the tip of the iceberg, and they were very eager to show themselves in front of this adult to prove their worth.

"Find a psionic creature, this psionic creature, must have the following characteristics!"

Ding Xiaoyixuan informed the two of them in detail about the various abilities and characteristics of the source hand.

Marina even took out her notebook and quickly recorded it to make sure that nothing was missed.

Chen Lao was not able to get the source hand recorded in the [Ten Thousand Foods Book], although he didn't say it, he must have many regrets in his heart.

But this regret may be made up for in other ways.

It was just this opportunity to arrange this task, and I believe that with Quentin's ability, it should not be difficult to find psionic creatures that meet his requirements.

"Don't worry, my lord, we will definitely do this as soon as possible, and please stay here for a few more days, so that we can enjoy the friendship of the landlord."

Quentin warmly invited, wishing that they could live in his own house forever.

However, his enthusiasm was poured with cold water by Ding Xiaoyi: "No, we will leave later, after completing the task, give the things to Quentin, and you will get a good reward." ”

The cold voice did not give Quentin the slightest room for bargaining, and Quentin and Marina could only accept this reality with a sense of loss.

After the two left the room, Chubby put down his phone: "I didn't find it, you are quite suitable to be a manager." ”

Watching Ding Xiaoyi's beating not only stimulated them to work hard for self-improvement, but also made them understand that any task in the Lost Mansion would have to pay a corresponding price.

After the fight, by the way, give a task, let them find a breakthrough to play their value, and give a sweet date by the way.

Although Ding Xiaoyi's original purpose was to enhance Quentin's strength, it was far better than giving them directly, at least it would not make them feel dependent.

For the praise of chubby, Ding Xiaoyi is not very useful.

"Don't mention it, when I was a child, I followed my old man's side, and I watched it, but I learned so many things, you really let me take care of it, I can't manage it, being a hands-off shopkeeper is what I like."

Fat Fat just smiled at this: "Governing by inaction, isn't it the highest level of management, don't you see that the emperor is the shopkeeper." ”

I don't know why, as soon as I mentioned the emperor, Chubby felt that his brain hurt badly.

In the past few days, I haven't seen any good bags on my head.

It looks like you're going to have to live on it for a few days.

Chubby doesn't want people other than the bad old man to see his current dignity, even if it's Tu Tu, Liao Qiu, or even Zhao Niangniang.

As the two spoke, they saw Ding Xiaoyi casually tear open a spatial rift.

"Let's go, this place is comfortable, but I always feel ...... Something was missing. ”

Seeing his melancholy appearance, Chubby smiled heartily, but did not break it.

In fact, I can understand this feeling very well in my heart, otherwise they can't live in the luxurious palace, why would they drill into a place as big as the sesame in the new house of firewood.

When the three of them returned to the old city, they looked at the familiar houses and the old courtyard.

The traffic outside the door, through the gate of the house, can hear the shouting lines played in a loop from the loudspeakers of the roadside vendors.

"The pants factory in L City has closed down, the pants factory in L City has closed down, the boss has run away with his sister-in-law, and now the clearance is large, the original price is hundreds, thousands of pants, and now three pieces of ten yuan, which can't be worn badly, can't be broken, all ten yuan."

"Wowotou, four dollars a dollar, hehe!"

"Closer than my wife, sweeter than my lover, more flavorful than my junior, give birth to me and bring it back!"

Under all kinds of demonic cries, there are passers-by who are shuttling endlessly.

Ding Xiaoyi felt that this place was like a place for people to live, although the house was a little smaller, it was a little noisy outside, and when he raised his nose, he could smell the smell of fried stinky tofu on the street.

But compared to the Quentin family's mansion, maids, and delicious food, there is no popularity at all.

Shuang'er came to this world for the first time.

Showing a yearning look at the bustling streets outside, Ding Xiaoyi looked at the time, anyway, it was not early, so he simply did his best to be a landlord and took the two out to play.

After all, it's not far up to the famous cross street in S City, also known as Snack Street.

I don't know which leader thinks red is more festive, and hangs bright red lanterns on both sides of the street.

So much so that everyone jokingly called this street, called the Red Light District.

"This is delicious!"

Before he was halfway through, Shuang'er was already squid in his left hand, chicken wings in his right hand, and a bag of fried cold noodles in his hand.

The little mouth bulging has never stopped.

"It's so hilarious!"

Chubby looked at the street in front of him with a smile on his face, just an exaggerated shape, but it attracted the attention of many people.

For the chubby and shape, some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

But Chubby doesn't care about it.

Yes, how can the ridicule of the ants affect the mood of the giant elephant.

"yes, it's a lot more lively than I thought." On the side, Ding Xiaoyi nodded.

Compared with the life-and-death competition of major families, the lives of ordinary people do not have much impact.

Obviously, the warning of the Ninth Master and Merlin families before still played a big role, even if it was fierce, no one dared to extend the war downward.

Otherwise, they will face the endless revenge of the Nine Masters and Merlin.

Of course, there are disadvantages and advantages in everything, and there are always some smart little brains who can find the good side in adversity.

For some small families rooted in the market, this is completely a benefit.

I heard that in order to prevent accidents, some small families simply pay out of their own pockets and hold various activities and festivals around their homes, so that every day, people flow around their homes like water, from day to night, it is so lively.

Although this approach is a bit of a kidnapping of the masses, I have to say that the effect is quite good.

Some small families simply moved their families from luxury houses with superior environments to densely populated residential areas.

These small families are rooted in the market, and by the way, they will also clean up some psionic events, which is not a good thing for the union and the people.

"Let's take a look, I guess I won't be able to see it soon."

Chubby said in a slightly regretful tone, Ding Xiaoyi, who was standing on the side, was suddenly stunned, and his expression was a little ugly: "What do you mean...... Black Moon, or Shomi Puja after March? ”

"Both!"

Chubby explained as he walked: "The Black Moon is irreversible, pulling this thing into the depths of the Yellow Spring is just a delaying tactic, and there is not much time to buy, even if there is no Zhaomi Puja, the reappearance of the Black Moon is something that no one can stop." ”

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but look at the lively market in front of him worriedly.

Chubby didn't reveal any more information.

But it is not difficult to understand from his words that once the next time the black moon appears, the prosperity in front of him is afraid that it will become a human purgatory in an instant.

Although he didn't care about the lives and deaths of others, when he thought of his hometown and was about to face a catastrophe, no one would feel happy.

Just as he walked forward with the crowd full of concern.

Suddenly, Shuang'er's eyes lit up, and he pulled Ding Xiaoyi and said, "Young master, you see a lot of treasures over there!" ”

"Treasure??"

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he saw that on the stall not far in front of him, there were all kinds of strangely shaped bronzes.

Perhaps because every time there are bronzes in Huangquan, they are extraordinary, and Ding Xiaoyi attaches great importance to these bronzes.

At this time, so many bronzes were actually placed on the simple stall, and he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't know how many times he had walked here before, why he hadn't seen it.

Immediately pulled Shuang'er up and walked up.

The stall owner looked to be in his early fifties, with messy hair, wearing a blue gown, holding a small cloth bag around his waist, embroidered with yin and yang fish, although he looked sloppy, but his eyes were very vicious.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi and the three of them walking towards him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Little brother, take a look, they are all good things, if it weren't for the lack of money, I would keep these treasures and pass them on to my grandson." ”

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes looked at the stall owner, but he saw that the other party had no spiritual energy, but he had a feeling that he couldn't speak.

Immediately, his eyes swept over, and his eyes couldn't help but be attracted to a spherical object.

I can't say what this thing is, but the carving on it is extremely exquisite and expressive, and I am a master in carving, but I dare not say that it can be carved so vividly.

Sensing his eyes, the stall owner's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the beautifully carved sphere and handed it to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Hehe, the little brother is really a good eye, this is the nine-turn Qiankun ball, which is a product of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Does Western Zhou know?

Well...... It was a long, long, long time ago.

This treasure is rumored to be a sacred object of the ancient emperors sacrificing heaven and earth, and I don't sell him to others.

Don't 99998, don't 9998, as long as you're 998. ”