"Generous"

"Buy"

Bobo pointed to a large clay jar and looked at Dafang expectantly.

Since the moment Wang Chen bought a puzzle for Bobo when he passed by a toy store, this world that was already temporary for Bobo seemed to have opened a new door to Bobo.

It turns out that as long as you say the word "buy" to someone you don't know, the other party will give you what you like.

Sure enough, as Dafang said, the outside world is really interesting.

Although Bobo himself doesn't dare to talk to others, he is smart and has always been generous.

Dafang pointed at Wang Chen, so Bobo looked at Wang Chen again.

The rich third generation immediately showed the demeanor of the second generation, without saying a word, he took a step forward, waved his hand and bought the jar, even if it was a jar with the receptionist's map, the actual price was estimated to be 1 yuan, Wang Chen didn't care about it.

"Wang Chen"

"Buy"

Bobo pointed to the 5 mops, looking forward to it.

Soon Bobo happily got the mop, and then saw him fill the clay jar with water, ready to clean the floor for this shop, in Bobo's opinion, this is a good way to repay the other party, after all, he is a cleaning robot, this is what he can do.

It's just that this was stopped by Wang Chen.

"We've already paid for things, and we don't need to give anything else in exchange." Wang Chen bent down and touched Bobo's round head.

"Remuneration"

"Swap"

At this moment, Bobo learned two new terms.

The attraction of New World to Bobo is far from over, and the shopping is still in progress, although Bobo buys large and large quantities, but fortunately, there are animals with luggage in the procession.

Under the unchanging gaze of his master, Da Hei had to carry a mountain forward.

Thanks to the cleaning robot's packing technique, dozens of completely irregular large items are all placed firmly on the back of Da Hei, which is less than half a square foot.

However, soon, this seemingly very inhumane practice attracted the fingers of passers-by, and after the translation of the virtual sensory space, the disdainful evaluation of Dafang similar to 'dog abuse' and 'scum' made the corners of Wang Chen's mouth pull together, and Dafang was naturally indifferent, but Wang Chen couldn't stand it a little.

"Professor, why don't you hire a car?" Wang Chen said.

"You decide for yourself, you don't have to ask me about this kind of thing in the future." Generous way.

So, soon there was a cart in the procession, and an alien animal like a horse, as strong as a bullock and as tall as a camel, very strong and tall, and looked very mighty.

Daikoku is finally freed from the heavy rough work, but instead of being happy about it, it is full of hostility to alien horses!

For no other reason, this guy is too big, he must be very edible!

"Woohoo!" In terms of food crisis awareness, he is extremely keen, and he is crazy about scolding and provoking alien horses.

Maybe grass isn't the alien horse's staple food, so it's not just a vegetarian, so it's a bit grumpy.

Boom!

The horse stumbled and kicked the big black away.

Wang Chen was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran over to pick up 30 million and held it in his hand, which stopped the two sides from further beating each other.

"Generous"

"Painting"

As soon as the conflict here ended, Bobo was attracted by another thing, Wang Chen saw Bobo pulling generously, stopping at the door of an antique store, a painting placed in an open corner inside, which attracted Bobo's attention, he looked curiously at the lower left corner of the painting, a little girl kneeling on the ground, and not far away with his back to the girl, a young man with three long beards on his chin.

"Excuse me, how much does this painting cost?" Wang Chen, who arrived with 30 million in his arms, asked the store manager.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man, dressed in a simple robe, with three strands of long hair on his chin, quite a bit of bearing, he looked at the generosity with a shrewd gaze, and Wang Chen, who held the dog on his left chest, and smiled: "Distinguished guest, when it comes to this painting, I have to mention its origin." ”

"Thousands of years ago, our Davis was raided by the demons, these cruel alien races, secretly opened up a space tunnel, brazenly invaded the Davidians, they were in our land, burning, killing and looting all kinds of evil, causing the entire Davis to be devastated, white bones everywhere, at that time the Davis was like hell on earth, fortunately, the Lord of Aoxue City was in danger, and stood in the sky, leading a group of strong Davis to fight the demons to the death, the battle was terrible and appalling, fortunately under the command of the Lord of Aoxue City, all the strong people of Daxue were united in their hearts, for their homes and hometowns, Life and death have long been put on the line, so in the end, the battle was completely won, so that the demon clan did not dare to commit it again, but the Proud Snow City Lord fought the three demon world supremes alone, although he tried his best to win, but he was already seriously injured and incurable, and died a few years later. ”

"And this painting is a recreation of the scene at that time." The shopkeeper pointed to the painting and said to the two.

"You're saying it's a thousand years old???" Wang Chen naturally didn't believe it at all, he didn't really have a low IQ, and the tone of the owner of this shop was almost exactly the same as that of those shop owners near the tourist attractions in the human world.

"Of course not." The shopkeeper shook his head.

"This is a hundred and fifty years ago, a master's posthumous work, according to the previous narrative, created by his own imagination, this painting is also injected into the last energy of this master, extremely expressive, absolutely rare heirlooms!" The shopkeeper was amazed.

Then he said to the two of them: "Look here, the majestic man who stands in front of the girl is the Aoxue City Lord, and this girl is his daughter.

Wang Chen looked at the painting in front of him suspiciously, this is a painting with a strong sense of contrast, a square area in the lower left corner, is a fresh scene, a silver-haired girl kneeling under a plum tree on the edge of a mountain cliff, the girl happily looked at the back of the long-bearded man not far away, with a pure smile like plum blossoms on her face, a pink petal that quietly fell on the tips of the girl's hair, and it was a stroke of genius that brought out the warmth, comfort and happiness in the painting.

Look at the long-bearded man again, with his back to the girl, standing on the edge of the cliff and stretching out his right hand, spreading his five fingers, as if he wanted to grasp the whole world in his hands, and then looked closely, but it was as if he was commanding the world, so radiant and high-spirited.

As if to match his commanding gesture, the entire canvas is outside the area in the lower left corner, presenting a fresh and completely different scene from the previous one.

It was a battlefield, surrounded by strange peaks, different ridges, a pair of indescribable precipitous, a strong figure of the world, standing proudly on the countless peaks, although the posture of countless strong people was different, but they all focused their eyes on the opposite side of the battlefield.

The whole battlefield is full of corpses, most of them are the image of green-faced fanged ghosts, wolf smoke and blood are filled over the battlefield, at the other end of the battlefield, a gray vortex fog door is exuding a strange and dangerous atmosphere, making the atmosphere of the whole battlefield extraordinarily solemn, no one knows what will be coming from the opposite side in the next moment, but one thing is certain, no matter what is about to pass through the fog gate, it must be the mortal enemy of the Davis powerhouses.

Each of them knows that this is a desperate fight for the survival of the race!

Wang Chen frowned at the painting, his heart was full of questions, and then he habitually turned his head to look at Dafang.

He noticed that Dafang was also looking at the painting, to be precise, at the lower left corner of the painting like Bobo, and more precisely, at the plum blossom on the tip of the girl's hair.

Wang Chen, who didn't like to bury the problem in his heart, blurted out to the shopkeeper: "Boss, is your painting real or fake?" ”