Chapter 19 Chu Mubai [Please recommend]
The Najie of Taoist Crow and Shao Fengjun, and the talisman refined by Taoist Crow himself. Of course, what made Zhuo Bufan the most nervous was the "Nine Transformations of Life and Death" technique scroll that he had taped to his back.
If these things are found, how can they be repaid?
However, it was too late for Zhuo Bufan to regret what he had said.
He now regrets very much that he had collected all the treasures from Taoist Crow. How could he have forgotten the principle of holding a jade in his arms?
"Hahaha, this is what you said, so I won't be polite. I want to see what treasures you have in your body."
When the profiteer heard this, he quickly began to search him.
He touched Zhuo Bufan's back. When his hand touched his back, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but tremble.
Hidden on his back was the "Nine Revolutions of Life and Death" technique scroll.
The profiteer's guard paused on his back for a moment, and finally just took off the shadowless crossbow from his back.
"Tch, cheap stuff."
He glanced at the Shadowless Crossbow, sighed and threw it aside.
Then he took out the crow feather sword belonging to Taoist Crow. After taking a look at it, the profiteer couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"No, did he see it?" Zhuo Bufan screamed in his heart that something was wrong again.
I believe that this kind of Crow Feather Sword is only used by Taoist Crow in the whole world of cultivation. If profiteers recognize Taoist Crow, Zhuo Bufan will be doomed.
The profiteer picked up the Crow Feather Knife and looked at it for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "This knife is not bad. Based on my years of appraisal, it should be a six-layer talisman, which can afford this thing." Yes, there aren’t many in Huoyun City.”
"Boy, this isn't yours, is it?" The profiteer looked at Zhuo Bufan.
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he said nervously: "I picked it up."
"Picked it up? Where did you pick it up? Tell me and I'll pick it up too." said the profiteer.
"What are you talking about? This knife is worth at least 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones. Take the knife. I don't want the extra." Zhuo Bufan said.
When the profiteer heard this, he stroked his beard and said, "Boy, do you think you can buy this thing for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan? If you put this thing on the market outside, someone would break the head and grab it for 2,000,000 to 3,000 yuan."
"I feel an ominous aura on this thing, I don't want it." After the profiteer finished speaking, he threw away the crow feather knife and inserted it into the ground.
The Crow Feather Sword, which was worth two to three million, was just thrown away. Zhuo Bufan was dumbfounded.
Before Zhuo Bufan could recover, the profiteer took out a bunch of things from Zhuo Bufan's body.
Two Nai rings, a bag of spirit stones, and a spirit stone crystal card.
"Hey! There must be a lot in this spirit stone crystal card, right?" The profiteer first picked up the crystal card, then looked at the amount inside with his spiritual mind, and was disappointed.
"It's only two thousand, which is not enough! Add in the one hundred and eighty-eight in this bag, and it's too much."
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly shouted: "That's all the money I have, can I give it all to you? I have no money, so the rest can be treated as if I lent you, and I will pay it back to you sooner or later, okay?" "
Zhuo Bufan was afraid that the profiteer would continue the search, but after hearing this, the profiteer was unmoved and said with a smile, "Aren't there still two more rings?"
"Let me take a look. This one seems to be a bit high-level. I might not be able to open it." The profiteer said while holding the Najie of Taoist Crow.
"I can try this one."
Then he picked up Shao Fengjun's ring, and with a thought, he heard a "bang", and the soul mark on the ring was erased.
"Just opened it?" Zhuo Bufan was shocked.
"Shao Fengjun's ring is a three-level talisman. To remove Shao Fengjun's soul imprint, you need at least a fourth-level soul cultivation level."
"Now it seems that the profiteer's soul cultivation level is at least above the fourth level of soul."
"Then, it seems that this profiteer can't open the ring of the old thief Crow. The old thief Crow has the sixth level of soul, because the profiteer just said that his Crow Feather Sword is a sixth level talisman."
"It seems that the profiteer's soul cultivation level should be between the fourth and sixth levels. He is a true master."
Through analysis, Zhuo Bufan immediately analyzed the cultivation level of the profiteer and at the same time analyzed the situation in front of him.
His situation is very bad.
Now we can only let profiteers take advantage of us.
The profiteer opened Shao Fengjun's Najie, and with a thought, he took out three crystal cards from the Najie.
He used his spiritual mind to sense the amount in the crystal card again, and the corners of his mouth suddenly bent under his eyes, extremely happy.
"Wow hahahaha, these crystal cards contain one hundred thousand spirit stones. Three of them are three hundred thousand. You are a rich man!"
The profiteer smiled slyly, it was definitely a sly smile, the most sly smile Zhuo Bufan had ever seen.
"No, this Najie is a three-level talisman, but you kid has not even opened up the soul. This Najie is not yours, right?"
"Tell me, where did you come from?"
The profiteer picked up three cards and said to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan replied coldly: "I picked it up."
Now, no matter what response he made, he could no longer stop the profiteers from searching, so he simply waited for death.
"Picked it up again? Are you so good at picking it up? Why can't I pick it up?"
"It's none of your business." Zhuo Bufan still looked cold and cold.
After hearing this, the profiteer didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Boy, I'm a reasonable businessman. Anyone who sees it has a share. How about giving me half of it?"
"Whatever you say, just take them all and put me down quickly."
Zhuo Bufan was angry, this profiteer was teasing him. Now his life is in the hands of this profiteer, and he can take whatever he wants.
Now he was hypocritically discussing an equal share with Zhuo Bufan, which made Zhuo Bufan very angry.
"Hey, I don't like hearing what you said. You make me sound like a robber."
"Aren't you? You tricked me into coming to your house, and then you started to fool me, deceive me, and finally you hung me up in the sky to search me. What are you if you're not a robber?"
Zhuo Bufan began to fight back, and he righteously accused the profiteer.
Upon seeing this, the profiteer was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and said to Zhuo Bufan, who was floating in the sky.
"Boy, don't talk nonsense. You asked me to search you. It's natural to pay back debts. Why don't I talk to you about it?"
"I took these two cards!" After the profiteer took away the two crystal cards, he really left one for Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan suddenly couldn't understand. Could this be a very principled profiteer?
"Hey, didn't you say you'd take half? You got fifty thousand more."
Zhuo Bufan didn't know if he was out of his mind, but he said this sentence inexplicably. Only then did he realize that he was the fish on the chopping board and had no right to bargain!
As expected, when the profiteer heard this, he suddenly looked at Zhuo Bufan with a dark face.
"Damn it, I pissed him off. My mouth is really bad at critical moments."
If I could do it now, I would definitely give myself two big mouths.
Just now, too, I said "Search for it yourself" out of nowhere, and as a result, I experienced a heart-pounding roller coaster ride.
Now, if you say "I got fifty thousand more", this profiteer won't want to kill him, right?
Zhuo Bufan looked at the expression of the profiteer and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The profiteer raised his head, approached Zhuo Bufan, and yelled at him: "I know, do you want to remind me?"
"Huh?" Zhuo Bufan was confused.
"Why don't you go to the street and ask around, when did I, Chu Mubai, owe anyone else money?" The profiteer was actually angry.
But Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then thought to himself, "Chu Mubai, is this the name of this profiteer?"
"It's such an elegant name. They say people are just like their names. It's really a waste of such a good name!"
"Boy, just wait."
After the profiteer Chu Mubai finished speaking, he rushed into the house. Not long after, he came out with a sword.
Although it was said to be a sword, Zhuo Bufan felt that it would be better to call it a broken sword.
The sword was jet black, and the sword was actually full of cracks and gaps, just like wood that had been eaten by termites. It was full of twists and turns and dense cracks.
The sword was still covered with dust, and it looked like this guy had just taken it out from a place where it had been gathering dust for a long time.
"Boy, our store has not been doing well recently, and we need a small amount of money to decorate it. I did the math, and it's almost 200,000. So just think of the 50,000 as being lent to you by me."
"This is the treasure of our store. If we sell it, it will cost 18 million at least. I will give you 50,000 spiritual stones today, so go ahead!"
"I'm very reluctant to let go. Did you see it? My hands are trembling. I'm very reluctant to let go."
Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes and thought to himself.
"Is this guy a joke?"
"No, he is a shameless teaser. How does he manage to talk nonsense without blushing and without a beating heart?"
"Hey, what does that expression of yours mean? Do you don't want it? I'm telling you, don't push yourself too far."
Seeing Zhuo Bufan's unhappy expression, profiteer Chu Mubai became angry.
"You kid, do you look down on the Thousand Evil Sword in my hand?"
"Thousand Evil Sword?" Zhuo Bufan learned the name of this broken sword from Chu Mubai.
"Indeed, it is not a talisman, and it cannot be fused with any talisman. But it is not an ordinary sword."
"This sword is naturally long, a real treasure. It can absorb the user's life force. The more it absorbs, the more powerful it becomes. Hehehe, it's awesome!"
The profiteer Chu Mubai spoke, his voice getting deeper and deeper, which made people's hair stand on end.
"You're cheating me, if what you said is true, then you should keep this sword! If you give me a sword that can kill people, will I be able to survive?"
Zhuo Bufan said speechlessly.
As a result, the profiteer glared at him and said: "Humph, don't chirp at me, it's not up to you. I have no money now, so I will give this sword to you, and I will redeem it when I have money. This is My treasure, I warn you, don’t throw it away to me, otherwise I won’t be able to spare you.”
Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan felt that there was no need to continue to struggle with this guy, as he would collapse sooner or later.
Moreover, he suddenly found that his soul had become a little weakened. It might be that he had been floating outside for too long and had begun to become a little loose.
"I promise you, please let me down. I feel very bad."
Zhuo Bufan said to Chu Mubai.
When Chu Mubai heard this, he grinned and said, "This is so decent! Then we will owe nothing to each other now."
"We don't owe each other anything. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you anymore. Let me come down!"
Zhuo Bufan said perfunctorily.
"Okay, close your eyes and recite after me. Keep your mind calm and your soul unified. Return to your position!"
Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes immediately after hearing this, and then followed the profiteer to chant: "Concentrate your mind and calm your spirit, and return to your position!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if he was swallowed into a whirlpool. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his body.
"Great, I'm back." Zhuo Bufan squeezed his hands and felt his body again. He finally felt a sense of reality.
Then, Chu Mubai threw the Qianxie Sword in his hand to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan was caught off guard by the completely insignificant throw, and he wanted to complain: "Hey, isn't this your treasure? Why do you feel like you can't wait to throw it away?"
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