Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Treasure Ring of Qiankun
Yan Lu put down the white salt sand rough stone, in fact, it was just a pretend, and the real purpose was to let the rough stone boss sell it at a price she was satisfied with. But he was cut off by Wu Ziyu, how could this not make Yan Lu angry and annoyed?
"Okay, this little brother is a happy person at first glance, and the deal is made!" When the boss of the original stone heard Wu Ziyu's words, he immediately reached a deal with him.
"Hey, I said, do you know how to come first and come first, this stone is my favorite, how can you do this?" Yan Lu was really a little angry, although she was not really optimistic about this stone, she had to buy it, but it was not a pleasant thing to be cut off halfway.
"You put it all down and said no, why can't I buy it, this boss is a witness, right?"
Wu Ziyu hurriedly pulled the original stone boss over and echoed his words.
"Yes, yes, you just let it go and say no. ”
In front of the beauties, the boss still chose money. Because he knows that no matter how beautiful a beauty is, it is equal to zero if he is not himself, but with money, what kind of woman can't find it?
If it was something else, Wu Ziyu wouldn't care at all, whoever likes it wants it. But this is a stone with abundant spiritual energy, which is exactly what Wu Ziyu urgently needs. He lost the Buddha's relics, and he couldn't speed up the purification and absorption of the aura through the guò relics, if it was just according to the current speed of absorbing the spiritual energy, then breaking through the realm of the third layer of refining the gods and returning to the void would basically be far away.
Moreover, when I came to Hong Kong this time, it was one thing to lose the Buddha's relics, and on the other hand, my arm bones were also injured, which can be said to be unsatisfactory everywhere. Although he got back two million, it was better than nothing. Maybe two million can buy a lot of things for ordinary people, but for Wu Ziyu, he can't exchange his two intact arms at all, not to mention, the lost Buddha relics are even more priceless.
How to count this time in Hong Kong, how is it not cost-effective.
Anyway, Wu Ziyu thinks so, but this time I can get this stone full of aura, which can be regarded as God's compensation for my trip to Hong Kong.
Therefore, this stone full of aura, Wu Ziyu is bound to win.
Wu Ziyu did take advantage of it this time, and they all said that they would buy it and leave it, and if you let go, it means that you don't plan to buy it, Wu Ziyu bid to buy it, and no one can say this reason.
The people around also persuaded Yan Lu to let go.
"Okay, boss, I'll pay 40,000 yuan, sell me this stone!" Yan Lu was really angry by Wu Ziyu, who was killed halfway.
Yan Lu's offer immediately made the eyes of this rough stone boss light up, he is in business, and he knows that gambling bidding is beneficial to himself, not to mention making a lot of money, the most important thing is that he can attract the attention of the people around him.
Reputation is also an asset.
"Young man, you can't blame me, other beauties bid higher than you. The rough stone boss snatched the white salt sand rough stone from Wu Ziyu's hand and prepared to sell it at the price.
"I'll give fifty thousand. "Wu Ziyu is bound to get this spirit stone.
"I'll give sixty thousand. Yan Lu didn't give an inch, pressing step by step.
"I'll give 100,000. "Money is something outside the body, and Wu Ziyu certainly won't give up this precious stone with abundant spiritual energy for a little money.
"I'll give 200,000. Yan Lu looked at Wu Ziyu's handsome but slightly dark face, and she couldn't get angry.
After Yan Lu shouted out 200,000, Wu Ziyu calmed down, he had two million, he dared to increase the price to two million, desperate, but this was too obvious and easy to attract too many people's attention, because the value of this stone in the eyes of others was not high. Second, this boss is not a good thing, there is no need for a villain like him to benefit in vain in the middle of the competition between the two.
At this time, Hua Wenmei and Xu Mei also discovered the battle between Wu Ziyu and Yan Lu, and also walked to Wu Ziyu's side, Hua Wenmei pulled Wu Ziyu and asked him not to be impulsive.
Wu Ziyu is certainly not as impulsive as Hua Wenmei imagined. He had just made a bid because he wanted to get this aura-filled stone too much.
"Okay, 200,000, this stone is yours. Wu Ziyu did not continue to shout and announced that he would give up.
He certainly wasn't really trying to give up the stone. This stone, he is bound to get.
Wu Ziyu stared at Yan Lu coldly, he wanted to keep Yan Lu's appearance in his heart. Long hair with slightly curly hair, oval face, delicate skin, large eyes, and long eyelashes.
The reason why Wu Ziyu wants to remember Yan Lu's appearance is because he has made up his mind to eat black and eat black, don't you want to fight with me? Okay, I will rob you, I let her spend money, but she can't get anything.
Wu Ziyu, who has integrated into the essence blood amber, is extremely bold and has nothing to dare to do.
"Beauty, good eyes, two hundred thousand. The original stone stall owner was impatiently waiting for Yan Lu to give him some money, so that he could make today's good start.
Yan Lu didn't answer the stall owner's words, she was a little frightened by Wu Ziyu's glance just now. Wu Ziyu's glance just now seemed to have a magic power that penetrated people's hearts, and she felt a chill from Wu Ziyu's eyes, this chill was like a dog day, and suddenly it snowed heavily without warning, and it was cold to the bone.
"200,000? Hehe, I just said that I only brought 20,000, and I can't give it all to you, 15,000, if you want to sell it, I will keep this piece of white salt sand. ”
Yan Lu was taken aback by Wu Ziyu's glance, she also realized that her behavior just now was too rash, although she was not short of the 200,000, but for a decision-maker, being rash is the biggest failure.
"Huh?" the rough stone stall owner held the rough stone in his hand, a little at a loss. The hot bidding scene just now has only been in the public bidding, and he thought that he was off to a good start today, but it turned out that he was back to square one.
"Don't sell, don't sell, you girl, even if I throw this stone, I won't sell it to you. "Boss Primordial really made Yan Lu angry. Since he is in the rough stone business, he is not short of tens of thousands of yuan, and in order to fight for breath, even if he throws it away, he will not sell it to Yan Lu.
"Not for sale? I'm leaving. Yan Lu turned around and left, but when she turned around, she inadvertently stroked the hair on the side of her face with her hand, and glanced at Wu Ziyu meaningfully. That means let Wu Ziyu seize the opportunity, this stone is up to you.
Wu Ziyu looked at Yan Lu's figure turning away blankly, and fell into deep thought.
Although Wu Ziyu is not a virgin, he has seen a lot of beauties, although Yan Lu is very beautiful, in the New World Shopping Center, she is also a super beauty, and her appearance is not lost at all, but Wu Ziyu will not only value a woman's appearance.
He pondered, of course, not because he was confused by Yan Lu's beauty, but because when Yan Lu was just stroking his hair, Wu Ziyu saw the V-neck on Yan Lu's chest.
Wu Ziyu is not shallow, although Yan Lu's groove is enough to attract any normal man, but Wu Ziyu is not looking at Yan Lu's deep groove, but the ring between her grooves.
This ring, Wu Ziyu is too familiar. This ring is all golden, but it is not made of gold. What exactly it was made of, Wu Ziyu is not clear. But this ring has unparalleled abilities.
The generation of cultivation geniuses who were integrated into his essence blood amber once possessed this Qiankun ring.
In fact, this ring is called Qiankun ring, speaking of Qiankun ring, many people may not be able to imagine its role, but when it comes to another name of Qiankun ring, everyone should know some, Qiankun ring is also called Qiankun air bag, is a magic weapon for storage.
Legend has it that the Qiankun bag is the innate treasure of ancient times, and it was originally owned by the cloth bag monk. Qiankun One Air Bag has magical power, can hold anything, devour the sky and the earth, and turn the world into nothingness.
Of course, this is just a legend, and Wu Ziyu doesn't believe it.
However, according to legend, the Qiankun bag is in the hands of the cloth bag monk, the cloth bag monk is fat, people are lazy, too lazy to take things from it, so he was buckled a hole in the back of the cloth bag, and he was not willing to carry a big cloth bag around all day, so he tried his best to refine the Qiankun air bag, and refined the Qiankun air bag into a ring, that hole, just enough to put into people's fingers. Therefore, a gas bag of Qiankun has become a Qiankun ring.
This Qiankun ring can recognize the Lord, and ordinary people can't wear it at all when they get this treasure, but once they wear it, it means that the Qiankun Ring recognizes the Lord.
The person in Wu Ziyu's body essence and blood once made Qiankun quit and confessed to the Lord by chance. Later, he failed to survive the thunderstorm, and shed the blood amber before he was wiped out.
At this moment, Wu Ziyu saw the Qiankun ring again, and he had to get it.
"Hey, can you buy this rough stone? 100,000 yuan, sold to you. ”
The stall owner looked at Wu Ziyu with a look of hope, the 200,000 yuan just now was in vain, and now he can only retreat to the second, just now Wu Ziyu bid 100,000 yuan, although the gap with the beautiful woman's bid is a little big, but it is far beyond his psychological expectations.
"Forget it, you'd better keep it for yourself. ”
Wu Ziyu turned around and left, the original stall owner was dumbfounded, a little panicked, and after being stunned, he hurriedly trotted to stop Wu Ziyu, "Don't go, don't go, if you have something to say, the price can be negotiated." ”
"What is there to negotiate, the beautiful woman has a high bid, you sell it to her. ”
"Eighty thousand, eighty thousand?" the stall owner began to lower his price.
"I'll ask for 20,000. ”
"My brother, you can't bargain like this, my white salt and sand are but"
The original stall owner continued to blow, Wu Ziyu turned around and left, too lazy to listen to him, "Okay, 20,000 is 20,000, and the deal will be made immediately." ”
Hua Wenmei originally wanted to stop Wu Ziyu, because she saw that the stall owner quoted 20,000 yuan, but there was still water to squeeze. However, Wu Ziyu is paying for it, so she naturally can't slap a man's face in public.
Wu Ziyu took out for a long time before he remembered that he didn't have any money, and he only had the two million bank card that Hua Wenmei gave him yesterday in his pocket, "Can I transfer money?"
"Yes, yes. Originally, the boss of the original stone saw Wu Ziyu's actions rummaging through his pockets, and his face gradually turned a little green, thinking that the business was going to be ruined again, but when he heard Wu Ziyu's words, he immediately showed a smile.