Yuanhuang College has a monthly leave system, and the management is very strict.

But as the old saying goes, money makes the devil grind.

Mu Zili often has to go to the grocery market to sell the things he has spilled, and he has been giving benefits to the janitor from time to time in the past few years, and he has already hooked up with him, buddy.

Therefore, Mu Zili went to the entrance of the academy and said hello, and the small door next to him opened.

At around 10 p.m., the nightlife has just begun.

The city of Changyang, with its high-rise buildings, is brightly lit and even more noisy than daytime. The charming street girl on the side of the road expertly tosses hot flying kisses.

"When you're older, stay at home, and you're not afraid of bumping into your son."

Mu Zili muttered a few words, unmoved, called a source force taxi, and soon arrived at the grocery market.

The grocery market at night is more than twice as crowded as it is during the day.

Mu Zili is an old fritter here, skillfully refusing the hospitality of thirty-eight thieves, and by the way, he also helped a buddy lighten his burden.

"It's okay, five hundred crystals, it's not too little."

Mu Zili threw a leather bag into the Space Stone, went down to the eighteenth floor underground, and came to the front of the Universe Grocery Store.

The ghost old man's shop is always so quiet, anyway, every time Mu Zili comes, he never sees a customer.

"It's a great place to watch action movies."

Mu Zili admired, tiptoed closer, and suddenly poked his head out, and found that the ghost old man's light curtain instrument was unexpectedly scrolling the news of the goods transaction.

Mu Zili rolled his eyes, and stepped forward coldly.

"Holy! Cross-racial love! ”

Mu Zili glanced at it and quickly covered his eyes, it was a little spicy and a little painful.

The ghost old man still didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and he said angrily: "You don't study hard, why are you running here in the middle of the night?" ”

Mu Zi Li sat on the counter, took out the iron bump, and said mysteriously: "Peerless baby! ”

The ghost old man looked at the iron pimple, and his gray-blue eyes flashed very faintly.

Mu Zili actually didn't know what this thing was, but the cheekiness he had cultivated over the years came into play at this time.

He always keeps a mysterious smile.

"Show me." The ghost old man said in a flat voice.

Mu Zili threw it over, the ghost old man caught it steadily, and after only looking at it for two seconds, he raised his head, his face was expressionless, he didn't speak, and stretched out a finger.

Mu Zili's mind turned sharply, and he couldn't figure out how much money the ghost old man was referring to, so he opened his mouth: "100,000 is not good, at least 200,000!" ”

"Deal." The ghost old man cut the railway.

Mu Zili said in disbelief as if he had been struck by lightning: "I mean, 200,000!" ”

The ghost old man directly took out a pitch-black spar card, the surface was simple and plain, engraved with the words of the Human Federal Bank, and stuffed it into Mu Zili's hand, "Two hundred thousand." ”

"Holy!" Mu Zili suddenly jumped off the counter, "What did you mean just a million?" ”

The ghost old man lightningly put the iron lump into the space stone, and his mouth grinned, revealing teeth inlaid with jade front teeth, like two leeks.

"Holy!"

Mu Zili hammered his head and scolded with a bitter face: "You are too shameless, in vain I trust you so much!" ”

The ghost old man's ghostly eyes rolled, very terrifying, and said disdainfully: "Do you know what this thing is, dare to ask me for 200,000!" ”

Mu Zili began to pull his hair, this time it was completely planted, and he exhaled angrily: "What is this iron pimple!" ”

The ghost old man sat down again, slid the playback bar on the light curtain instrument forward, and said, "I don't know, I'm afraid you want to jump off the building." ”

Mu Zili didn't ask, he was afraid that he would really jump off the building.

"Do you have any pen and ink source treasures?" Mu Zili forcibly diverted his thoughts from the loss of 800,000 yuan.

The ghost old man sighed and said strangely: "What do you want to do with pen and ink?" It doesn't have to be at the source treasure level. ”

Mu Zili said angrily: "I'm angry with you, I want to practice calligraphy and calm down." ”

The ghost old man smiled.

"Some time ago, I received an old brush, a relic of scientific and technological civilization, and it is estimated that it was also a collection at that time, a first-class source treasure."

The ghost old man pressed the pause button, stood up and rummaged through the shelves for a long time before finding the old brush.

This brush is indeed quite old, and the barrel is made of jade, which is full of cracks left by the years......

Mu Zili stretched out his hand to take it, and felt the fluctuation of the source power above, it was indeed a first-class source treasure.

But this one looks like an old man who has had a stroke, so he shouldn't break it as soon as he uses it.

Mu Zili hesitated for a moment, but still accepted it, if it works, use it first, and then talk about it when the time comes.

"Where's the ink?"

The ghost old man looked at Mu Zili like an idiot, and said, "You grind the source stone into powder, and you won't have it!" ”

Mu Zili slapped his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "The ten-pound source stone is worth eight hundred yuan." ”

The ghost old man threw out a small space stone and snorted coldly: "Eight taels, fifty pieces, that's all for the time being." Do you want anything else? ”

Mu Zili thought that there was a need for carrying objects to engrave runes, and he didn't need too valuable items for the initial practice, so he said, "Is there any cloth close to the source treasure level?" ”

I thought that the old man would definitely not have this thing of fabric, and he should go to other places to borrow it and sell it, but he didn't expect him to turn around and go to the storage room, so he brought a big bundle.

Mu Zili was amazed, the ghost old man had a lot of goods reserves.

"The silk of the Baleno, strong and durable, this bundle of fabric is out of print twenty years ago, not much worse than the first-class source treasure, are these enough?" The ghost old man put the fabric on the counter.

Mu Zili felt strange when he heard this, the brand Baleno was so familiar, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden, shook his head, and said, "Of course it's enough." That's all for now."

The ghost old man smiled and said: "Four thousand source stones, one thousand fabrics, and the friendship price of that pen, I will charge you eight thousand and give me ten thousand." ”

Mu Zili was stunned when he heard this, and shouted: "After earning me 800,000 yuan, you are embarrassed to ask me for this 13,000!" ”

The ghost old man harvested the iron lumps, seemed to be in a good mood, and no longer pursued it.

Mu Zili pulled his legs and left, he didn't want to stay in this broken place for a moment, thinking about the loss of 800,000 yuan, he was angry in his heart.

"By the way, I borrowed this broken cannon barrel for my use."

Mu Zili walked out for a while, and suddenly returned to the store, unloading the fine iron cannon barrel that served as a threshold at the door.

The old man's cheeks twitched, as if he wanted to hit someone.

Mu Zili took out the federal bank card and said, "Also, can you exchange these 200,000 yuan for crystal coins, I will use them when I cultivate." ”

The ghost old man stared at the light curtain instrument, didn't raise his head, and said disdainfully: "The academy's cultivation room can be swiped, you turtle shouldn't know!" ”

Muzi Li Dengshi was stunned.

Can you still swipe your card in the training room? There seems to be a dent in the coin slot, which turned out to be the place where the card was swiped.

Mu Zili couldn't help but be embarrassed, the family was so poor that it was tinkling, it would be good to have food, where would there be extra money to fill the card! I don't often use the cultivation room, so I really don't know this.

Even so, but the loser does not lose the battle, Muzi Li arrogantly said: "I just love to listen to the sound when I put coins, what's the matter!" Rich and capricious! ”

"It's a turtle."

Mu Zili held his breath in his chest, almost hurting his breath.

"You deserve to have no guests!"

Mu Zili viciously dropped a sentence and ran away, time is precious!

Moreover, he was very interested in this engraving technique, and he was eager to practice it immediately, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's scratch.