"Master, that little devil is here."
Mr. Bao stood at the door of the secret room and whispered to the witch.
"oh?"
There was a lot of strange materials spread out at her feet, and Jingci's body was placed in the middle of the secret room.
Next to Jingci's body, she has begun to use various strange things to build a preliminary shape of a creature. It seems that she wants to use Jingci as the source of life for this creature.
Although Jingci couldn't move her body, all her senses were completely awake, and she just seemed to have lost contact with her body.
The witch was like a pious saint, slowly reassembling these underground parts one by one. When Mr. Bao saw all this, she was gradually connecting these things with Jingci's body. , as if re-building a living thing.
Mr. Bao's eyes twitched slightly as he watched. He didn't know how the witch planned to torture the lying woman.
Her right to speak was not deprived of her. As long as the witch's hand gestures were slightly larger, she could hear her suppressed groan.
The witch kept her hands on her and asked with a pretty profile: "What is he doing here?"
Now she had to admire the Buddha's tenacity. Even with her exhaustive methods, she could still persist for two days without collapsing.
You must know that even an ordinary demon would collapse in half a day at most under his own methods, but I didn't expect that the person in front of me could still persist until now.
She smiled sweetly and said: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I know that your Ashan sect has planted a soul lamp for you. As soon as you die, the soul lamp will be extinguished. When the Asan sect knows that you are dead, it will definitely Send people down again to investigate."
"I don't want to cause trouble for myself",
She gently picked up a piece of bone, poked it into Jingci's body, and said with a smile: "Therefore, I will always keep your soul fire alive."
Mr. Bao waited for her to finish saying this, then paused for a moment before saying respectfully: "He took a bunch of things from the altar and is coming to pay us."
"Oh?" The witch was a little surprised,
She wiped her hands, then picked up a piece of bone and started building it up on her own.
He opened his mouth and said: "I didn't expect that boy to still have some ability. The clone I left there was not weak, but he was killed so quickly."
Then he turned around and asked, "How long has he been there?"
Mr. Bao said respectfully: "It should be six hours."
"Interesting," the witch said, "I thought it would take him a long time, but I didn't expect him to come back so soon."
Old Bao said: "The stronger the ability, the greater the help will be when the master subdues it."
Old Bao's words were very helpful to the witch. She thought about it and said, "In that case, then you can embarrass him again later and see how he reacts."
"yes"
Mr. Bao nodded fawningly,
He smiled and said: "With the master in charge, I don't think he can escape from your grasp."
After Mr. Bao went up, the witch started to build it again.
Jingci, who had been silent except for the occasional groan, asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
"You are finally willing to speak." The witch smiled even more happily.
Her attention was not on Jingci's problem at all, but she was satisfied that the Buddhist cultivator, who was as stubborn as a smelly stone after being caught, finally spoke for the first time.
"Don't worry, I will keep your ability to speak until you beg me to tell me everything about your Ashan sect."
The witch stood up, stretched her long and tight legs over the various fragmentary parts in the secret room, and took a few steps back to admire her half-finished masterpiece.
"You have to know that Mu Xueqing is still in my hands. If you refuse to speak, I won't mind letting her speak."
Above the secret room, separated by a thin floor, Qian Yunsheng was sitting at the tea table, drinking tea newly brewed by the old shopkeeper.
It is said that this tea has the effect of clearing the mind and improving eyesight. When Qian Yunsheng took a gentle breath, a hot spring rushed in and circulated in the body, as if all the pores were opened.
Now, there are several things lined up in front of him, including Fire Lin Pieces, Ethereal Stones, Coral Buds, Mani Beads...
He got all these things from the altar. Except for the soul-eating grass, which he collected, he used the rest to appraise the old shopkeeper.
When he was sneaking back to the city, the unexpected city defense formation was lifted. This made him prepare to spend some time to return to the city, and it immediately became much easier.
"Now that I have the Soul-Eating Grass, I can escape at any time," he thought happily while holding the tea cup and blowing away the floating leaves on it.
"Of course it's best to wait a few more days. When you get the thousands of spiritual stones from Netherworld Grass, you can pat your butt and fly away."
After all, he is still poor now. He doesn't even have a hundred spirit stones in his storage bag, but thousands of spirit stones are still very tempting to him.
Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng felt even more proud. He thought to himself: "This trip to Jixia City is the right one. Although there were a lot of twists and turns in the middle, at least the final ending is satisfying."
Then I thought that now that the city defense formation had been lifted, it meant that the demon crisis had definitely been lifted.
"When I left, the catastrophe had just begun. Could it be that the demon was wiped out by the catastrophe later?" Qian Yunsheng shook his head and gave up this idea. The demon looked so powerful, wouldn't it? Easily destroyed by the catastrophe.
"That's because Jing Ci won later." Qian Yunsheng thought about it and found this was the only reason.
Now that the Ashan faction has won, and he has killed the turtle manager who didn't know the truth, it seems that in the short term, the Jixia City will be safe enough.
As long as he gets the money for the soul-eating grass and cleanly erases all traces, he can wait for the news to pass and get back on the road.
Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng, who was holding the tea cup, showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, I just did the math. Based on the market price of these things, Master, there are more than 1,600 spiritual stones."
"But according to the business rules, if the young master wants to use something to pay off the debt, I can only give you 70%. In addition, it seems that these things of yours are not all yours, right..." The old shopkeeper paused deliberately when he said it, strangely smiled.
Just as Qian Yunsheng was about to speak out, the old shopkeeper waved his hand and said: "I have no intention of prying into the young master's privacy, but this thing seems to be quite complicated. It will take time for the young master to sell it here. Otherwise, I will make the decision." , let’s calculate it as 50% for you.”
After saying that, he picked up the tea cup with a smile, and a light flashed in his narrowed eyes.
"What an old fox that only eats people but never spits out bones." Qian Yunsheng was eye-opening to Mr. Bao's bargaining skills, and he cut off more than half of the price without saying a word.
Qian Yunsheng recognized at a glance that these things placed on the altar must have been collected by Gu Guanshi in the past few days. As for how they were collected, he could think of them with his feet.
Therefore, he did not dare to take it out and sell it at will, for fear that if something with obvious markings was sold by him, it would be exposed.
But it would be different if the old shopkeeper ate it all at once. Originally, he wanted to bully the old shopkeeper because he didn't understand the origin of these things and calculated them according to the market price.
Unexpectedly, the old fox saw the source at a glance and lowered the price severely. As a result, Qian Yunsheng not only failed to earn spiritual stones, but also had to find hundreds of spiritual stones for him.
But now that the old fox has recognized that these things came from a shady origin, he also has an advantage, that is, he will not sell them randomly, so the chance of him being leaked due to selling these things is greatly reduced.
Qian Yunsheng will no longer be afraid if it is leaked after a long time. By then, he may have left Jixia City for a long time.
"A small leak will sink a great ship,"
After thinking about it, a sincere smile appeared on Qian Yunsheng's face, and he said with a smile: "This is too low, how about you add more?"
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