Chapter Thirty-Five: Little Er! Serve!

In the noisy market, people come and go, and all kinds of people stop and go.

Next to the dilapidated and shabby stall, Lin Xiaoyao listened carefully, and the old man with a goatee was also talking about sexuality, so he put down the wine gourd and continued:

"Young man, you should know that only alien beasts whose strength has reached or even surpassed the True Mystery Realm, and who have the ability to transform into the appearance of the human race, will be called demons. The strength of the demon is extremely strong, and it is difficult to kill! ”

People came and went in the market, and Lin Xiaoyao and the old man with a goatee were chatting together as if no one was around.

"Think about it, in order to get the demon crystal, you must first kill the demon, then dig out the demon's brain, and finally take out the demon crystal ......"

"If you really encounter a demon, it doesn't have to be you who kill it, or it kills you!" The goatee old man said matter-of-factly.

"What's more, the intelligence of the demon is already comparable to that of the human race, and even exceeds the intelligence level of the ordinary human race, and almost all the demons can speak human words. When you encounter a demon, whether you can recognize it is a question, and whether you can recognize it and whether you can fight it with your hands is another question. ”

"Even if the demon clan can be seriously injured in the end, but the demon clan with a very high IQ will choose to explode without exception when the mountains and rivers are exhausted. Even if he is crushed to pieces, he will not give the demon crystal in his skull to the hateful Terrans! ”

"Young man, if you look at it now, do you still think that the price of demon crystals is high?" The old man with the goatee smiled and took a sip of wine.

"High, still a little high......" Lin Xiaoyao replied honestly.

Listening to Lin Xiaoyao's answer, the old man with the goatee almost choked to death with a sip of wine.

"You kid! Is it useless for the old man to tell you so much? The old man with a goatee blew his beard and glared.

And Lin Xiaoyao also laughed and said:

"That's not the case, old man, you misunderstood, I just don't know much about the value and price of beast cores and demon crystals, after all, I only know that beast cores and demon crystals can't be absorbed by human cultivators, since they can't be used for cultivation, and they are sold at such a high price, I naturally don't understand it."

The old man with the goatee also sighed when he heard this: "It turns out that you don't understand the use of this beast core and demon crystal, no wonder it's too expensive." ”

"Oh, it's a pity that my wine gourd is empty, and if I talk too much, I will inevitably be thirsty, and now I have no wine, it seems that I can't say more, old man." The old man with the goatee shook the gourd with only a little wine left, looking sorry.

Lin Xiaoyao naturally understood the meaning of the old man in front of him.

Although the old man in front of him wanted to kill himself, what he told himself was real knowledge.

It was obvious that the old man in front of him knew a lot about the beast core and the demon crystal, and Lin Xiaoyao also wanted to know more, so he got up and opened his hand.

"There is a tavern next to it, but you still have to take care of the stall, give me the wine gourd, I'll go and get you wine, what do you drink?"

Seeing that the young man in front of him was so upright, the old man with the goatee was not polite, and handed the wine gourd in his hand to Lin Xiaoyao with a smile.

"The osmanthus brew in this tavern is a must, and the son invites the little old man to drink, and he will definitely chat with the son for a while."

Lin Xiaoyao took the wine gourd, and his hand sank, this small purple-black wine gourd actually weighed a hundred catties.

Lin Xiaoyao frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, Lin Xiaoyao understood that this wine gourd was not ordinary, and this old man with a goatee was not an ordinary person.

Turning around and walking into the tavern next to him, Lin Xiaoyao sat down.

"Little two! Serve! Lin Xiaoyao greeted.

And the shopkeeper quickly came over with a towel to wipe the table.

"What does this boy want to drink?"

Lin Xiaoyao gently put the wine gourd in his hand on the table.

And the shopkeeper glanced at the purple-black wine gourd, and his face changed.

"This is the purple gourd of the old man Yu Chi, who is setting up a stall outside to deceive people?"

Lin Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, it turned out that the old man with a goatee was surnamed Wei Chi.

"Well, I invited him to drink, is there any osmanthus brew, if so, help fill the wine gourd." Lin Xiaoyao nodded.

And after listening to Lin Xiaoyao's words, the shopkeeper looked embarrassed, first nodded, and then shook his head.

Lin Xiaoyao was also a little puzzled.

"What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head? Could it be that you can still be without your wine money? ”

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and then explained: "Childe misunderstood, there is still a lot of inventory in the osmanthus brewing shop, and there are about ten tanks, a total of 1,000 catties. But to fill this wine gourd, the shop can't do anything......"

Lin Xiaoyao's brows furrowed.

What's the situation?

A thousand catties of osmanthus stuffed can't fill this small purple gold gourd?

Lin Xiaoyao really didn't believe it, so he patted the bulging money bag on his waist, and said to the shopkeeper: "You just pour wine, Young Master Ben won't shorten your wine money." ”

"Young Master Ben is watching here, I want to see how much wine can be poured into this little gourd." Lin Xiaoyao sat down and threw the money bag around his waist on the table.

The mouth of the money bag opened slightly, revealing the unique blue-blue light of the medium-grade Xuanjing.

Seeing this, the boss behind the counter suddenly smiled, stepped forward with small steps, and kicked away the shopkeeper on the side.

The tavern owner is a typical five-short figure, five feet long, and weighs at least two hundred and fifty pounds. With two mustaches, squinting his eyes, he smiled at Lin Xiaoyao: "The distinguished guests are smiling, and the small shop is not well entertained." ”

Then the tavern owner kicked the aggrieved shopkeeper on the side.

"Why don't you go and make tea for your son! To the best Juxuan Mountain at the foot of the vicissitudes of the hair! ”

Then the tavern owner turned his head to Lin Xiaoyao and said with a smile:

"This son, this osmanthus brew in our small shop has a mellow taste and a long aftertaste, and it is famous in this ebony city."

"The price of this osmanthus brew is not expensive, twelve pieces of low-grade Xuanjing can be exchanged for a catty, and the amount you buy this time is very large, so the small shop will give you a preferential price, and ten pieces of lower-grade Xuanjing can be exchanged for a catty!" The tavern owner chattered beside Lin Xiaoyao.

Finally, Lin Xiaoyao began to feel that something was wrong.

What does it mean to buy yourself in large quantities?

This purple gold gourd is not a space ring, how much wine can it hold?

Besides, even if it is a space ring, an ordinary space ring only has a foot of space and can't hold much.

Although the weight of this purple gold gourd is a little strange, it is enough to weigh a hundred catties, but Lin Xiaoyao does not believe that this gourd can hold much wine.

Load one or two hundred pounds to the sky!

"Go and pour wine, Young Master Ben wants to see and learn today." Lin Xiaoyao waved his hand impatiently.

"Childe, you drink tea and wait slowly, it will take a while to pour this wine, you can drink and watch here." The tavern owner obediently retreated.

Then I saw that the tavern owner was alone, and he brought a huge stone mill of thousands of catties from the backyard, and then gently placed the stone mill at Lin Xiaoyao's feet.

Seeing that the tavern owner's face was not red and out of breath, and he moved thousands of catties of stone mills very easily, Lin Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

"Yo, I can't see that the boss is still a practitioner." Lin Xiaoyao spoke.

"Hehe, when you are young and ignorant, you practice blindly, and your talent is not good, you can only reach the entrance to the Xuan Realm." The tavern keeper laughed as he turned the stone over and turned it into a stone platform.

Lin Xiaoyao listened secretly...... Unexpectedly, this tavern turned out to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and a fat tavern owner turned out to be a master of entering the Xuan Realm.

The tavern keeper placed the purple gourd on the table on the surface of the stone mill.

"After a while, the table can't hold up."

Looking at the tavernkeeper's serious appearance, Lin Xiaoyao felt that something was wrong.

The smiling dead fat man seemed to mean it......

This purple gold gourd can't really eat a thousand catties of osmanthus stuff, right?