[The end of the previous chapter was written incorrectly, it should be: The person sitting on the chair of the Taishi in the east!] The number of words in "Tomb Yellow Springs" has gradually increased, and a typo often leads to principle misleading, cough cough, the prodigal son of Woyun often stays up late to code words, his eyes are easy to dazzle, and he can't see anything wrong with him when proofreading, cough cough, but I don't know if this hard work will be recognized by everyone, alas, don't say it, just like the limerick poem, don't mention it, just mention the tears......]

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Is this the rhythm of madness?

Even if the person sitting on the chair of the Taishi in the east really has a hundred million red knives, and he eats too much feces?

Why do you buy a drill?

To put it mildly, even if there is really a Jingyi red knife in the pocket of the person who adds the size, what is this money used for? Yes, which bank can save this 100 million red knife for his dog's day? A Jingyi red knife is really placed anywhere, and 100,000 people will not be able to finish it in a hundred years, let alone ask how to spend it. Bao Yuan couldn't help but ask Sun Panzi in a low voice: "Ninth Master, why does it sound like you're playing at home, the atmosphere is very serious, but Lao Tzu sounds so unrealistic at first glance?" Isn't it? ”

"Xiaobao, don't talk and look down, you will lose if you say too much!" Sun Panzi whispered.

"Okay!"

Bao Yuan, Ping Sigui, Song Peng, and Fatty Hair's mouths and hearts seem to be stuffed with chicken feathers, and they can't say anything, okay, even if they are not playing at home, Lao Tzu wants to see the money paid at first glance? Regardless of whether this business can be completed or not, the 80 billion must not be owed. Not a single point less!

The person on the chair of the Taishi in the east shouted "Red Knife Yijingyi", and no one increased the size after that.

There are not many people with deep pockets!

Even the black and white impermanence couldn't help but praise in unison: "The financial resources of the three confused northern factions are rarely heard of. It's really extraordinary, admire. Admire! ”

Black and white impermanence is like that.

Bao Yuan had to look at the person sitting on the chair of the Taishi in the east again, and secretly wondered, when Bao Yuan was in Yangzhou, he met a ninth-level super-grade master beggar, to say that the beggar made money is really not counted, and many powerful candle ghosts are willing to throw money at him...... However, it seems that the money earned by the three fools of the Northern Sect sitting on the chair of the Taishi in the east belongs to him? Damn, it's really rich on a dog day! However, the three fools of the northern faction did this. It seems that the oath of the year has been violated......

Bao Yuan pondered: "Okay! Ha ha! Lao Tzu wants to see how you dog day how to take out this Jingyi red knife, dog day, three confused, although the cowhide is used to blow, but, the train can never be started by blowing by mouth, hum, you dog day has played a lifetime of fire candle ghosts, and it is planted in the hands of black and white impermanence! ”

Heavenly Diamond, please go down.

The three fools of the northern faction are like a trick. Slowly took out a long withered bamboo from behind him, about two meters long, with a large buckle at the thin end, and a hemp rope with the thickness of a pen refill under the big buckle. At the end of the hemp rope was attached to an iron nail with a thick finger, and Bao Yuanxin said, "Where did you break the bamboo pole?" Cut! What's that? Is this also called baby? ”

Strangely.

These things that look extremely unsightly, but the horn can call out the "baby" name one by one when he opens his mouth.

The horn in the center of the field saw a broken bamboo pole. Dengshi's face sank.

Bao Yuan glanced at it in his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Hehe." Needless to say, what is in the hands of the three fools must be a fake. Even if he has money on a dog day, he will come to the haunted house to fool others with a broken bamboo pole, hehe, ridiculous, ridiculous, three confused, you shouldn't be a fool in the world, right? ”

But when he saw the gloomy ghost-like face of the horn, he immediately changed it to a smiling face, and said with bad intentions: "Three fools, you are really bold, hehe, do you know?" That heavenly drill is a ghost who is willing to risk nine deaths to live under the five springs of Shangqiu Shenshan, and then after many strange people, masters, and good people to identify together, it is determined that the thing is left by the ancestor of the Suiren clan. Three fools, your treasure was originally owned by the north and the south, hey, three fools, the north and south three fools of the internal affairs of the haunted house will not interfere in it, but, you take it to the haunted house, the haunted house has the right to exercise the auction, you can't regret it, haha! Ha ha! ”

"Please!" The three fools of the northern faction said lightly, as if they didn't take it to heart at all.

"Fake, definitely fake!" Obedient and listening, gongs and drums listening to the sound, the three confused people of the northern faction spoke too casually, and Bao Yuan concluded that it was a fake.

"Jiang Taigong Weishui God fishing, each time the price is 500 billion ......" The horn Zhang Yi changed to seriousness and shouted happily.

"! Lao Tzu should have thought about it early in the morning, I said how this broken bamboo pole looks a bit like fishing tackle...... , wouldn't it? Could it be that the things in the hands of the three fools of the Northern Sect are really the magic weapons used by Jiang Taigong to fish for the dragon king and the king by the Weishui River? Oh, my God! Is it true? "That thing not only surprised Bao Yuan, but even Song Peng, Ping Sigui, and Fatty Mao couldn't sit still, if the treasure in the hands of the three fools of the Northern Sect is a fake, it's easy to say, if it's true, it's incredible!

"Five hundred billion!"

"A trillion!"

"Five trillion!"

"Ten trillion!"

"Hehe, my old man is willing to give out a capital of 100 million!" The ghost suddenly spoke: "Three confused, my old man can see it, you want to use the treasure in your hand to exchange for my heavenly diamond, these two things are equal, hehe, three confused, your goal has been successfully achieved, and my old man also thinks it is feasible!" ”

"It's been a long time to exchange the goods, Lao Tzu really thinks that someone can take out a 100 million red knife, cut, scared Lao Tzu to death!" Bao Yuan muttered and cursed.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came from nowhere: "Slow...... I'll give you two Jingyi red knives, haha, the ghost is a master, if you want to change me, I won't change it for you...... Three confused, haha, do you know that your own big goods are coming, and the artifact treasures that the north and south have shared for thousands of years, you dare to bring them to the haunted house for auction, haha, I want to see how you explain to Dongfang Shuo? "A foreigner walked in casually, not the Gandalf that Bao Yuan had seen. Puller.

No one dared to break the rules of the haunted house from the beginning of its establishment.

In addition to Bao Yuan, Song Peng, Fei Mao, Ping Sigui, and A Shirui, the five new chicks are a little unreasonable.

All the good hands present are as clear as a mirror, the treasure field of the haunted house, no matter who ends up with what should not be the baby, as long as you leave this haunted house with the baby, the right to return to the person from then on, any good hand must not harbor evil to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, otherwise it will be severely punished.

The foreigners who appeared coldly bid a lot.

Bao Yuan was shocked again and again, my mother, obediently, these goods are really rich for his grandmother. Bao Yuan thought, good or bad This haunted house is in China, how can it be the turn of foreigners to make trouble, you know, in case the broken bamboo pole in the hands of the three fools of the Northern faction is really used by Jiang Taigong when he was fishing for the king and the general by the Weishui River, this can no longer be described as a national treasure, damn, can this thing be good in the hands of foreigners? Bao Yuan has the heart to call Sanjingyi, the question is, where to get so many red knives?

The population of Feimao, Song Peng, and Ping Sigui is unspeakable.

The four of them thought in their hearts: "Bao Yuan, Bao Yuan, our buddy's living father...... Don't go against the foreigners, you're in Gandalf. Poole won a small victory in his hand, don't raise the price here, our buddies honestly get 80 billion red knives, go out and spend all day drinking, don't charge the first bird! ”

Ray didn't pay any attention to this matter.

Sun Panzi couldn't help it a little, and reminded Bao Yuan in a low voice: "Xiao Bao, Sun Mou is a poor bone who walks the earth, Master Guangri has ordered: None of the disciples can interfere in the operation of the haunted house, and can only unconditionally maintain the operation of the haunted house...... Small bag, Sun can't make an exception to increase the price, if the treasure invited by the three fools of the northern faction is really the treasure of Jiang Taigong back then, it must not fall into the hands of foreigners, it is my Chinese treasure, and the foolish eggs are sold, but the god fishing must not fall into the hands of foreigners! ”

Bao Yuan is very suspicious that the thing is a fake, judging from the appearance, it is too fake!

Sun Panzi said so.

Bao Yuan was a little insincere, he pondered that he drank the blood of the puffer fish and didn't die the ball, besides, although Sun Panzi didn't show anything on the spot, he was the ninth master of the haunted house after all, and besides, when the black and white impermanence mentioned the Bao family's ancestor Bao Houdao, he shouted like Zhang Liutong one by one, and he couldn't be more respectful. Even if Lao Tzu really grabbed the price and auctioned it, even if Lao Tzu didn't have so much money to pay the bill, could it be that black and white impermanence really dared to take Lao Tzu's Yangshou to settle the account? Lao Tzu really doesn't accept this cowardice, the rules of the haunted house can't be broken, Lao Tzu will come to break the ball for you, Lao Tzu wants to see if the child saint and the mysterious woman can bless Lao Tzu with a long life?

"If there is no price increase, this god fishing belongs to the ......"

"Slow, two capitals and five hundred billion red knives!"

didn't wait for the horn to finish shouting, Bao Yuan added 500 billion odds at the end of the price as if coaxing, and pressed the other party a little, not mentioning the big head for the time being, just this 500 billion fractions were enough to make Fat Mao, Song Peng, and Ping Sigui gasp, and the three of them scolded in their hearts: "My God, Bao Yuan, Bao Yuan, are you not alive anymore?" Where did you get so much money to buy broken bamboo poles, did you eat too much feces on your dog days? Isn't it your dog's day? Exercise! Exercise! Exercise! ”

"It's bold, but it sounds like Little Master Bao is still a little lacking!" The horn Zhang knew that Bao Yuan was raising the bar.

"Bao Yuan, you're doing death!" Fat Mao, Song Peng, and Ping Sigui couldn't help but speak, and struggled to spit out the words, but no one could hear them.

"Haha, Sanjingyi!" The foreigner didn't seem to care about money.

"Three capitals hundred and fifty billion!" Bao Yuan's cold body was sweating urgently, he knew very well in his heart that he was now taking his life to raise the bar with foreigners, although he was backed by Tongsheng, the mysterious woman, and Sun Panzi, but he didn't know whether black and white impermanence would really buy Lao Zu's honest account, and whether he would use Lao Tzu's Yangshou to pay off his debts if he couldn't afford to pay the money, all of this is unknown, and he doesn't know how many red knives are worth a year of Yangshou, Bao Yuan kept saying in his heart: "Fuck, don't add Lao Tzu to the foreigners on the dog day, you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, Lao Tzu tore you up, Damn, come to China to pound the mess of bird feather ashes ......" (to be continued......)