"Disciple, why don't you quickly meet me as your master?"
Senior Nuo Mian stood in front of Jiang Qi, his voice was hoarse and mysterious, and he could not see clearly what he was wearing. Only the ferocious black Nuo face was so eye-catching.
However, there was a hint of teasing in the voice.
Jiang Qi was sitting on the sofa, not even bothering to stand up. He looked up and down at the Nuo-faced man in front of him and said with a smile, "Okay."
"Hey."
The Nuo man made a strange laugh and took off the Nuo noodles. He looked like Huo Qubing. He looked down at the Nuo noodles in his hand and sighed: "I never thought that one day, I would also wear this thing."
After that, he looked at Jiang Qi and said, "I really don't know how you will become a bastard like Jiang Qubing in the future. When I asked you for a Nuo noodle, you refused to agree."
"What else can I say? Every Avenger is unique."
"It's really too much to play Marvel comics in front of a Han Dynasty person."
"Too bad I was still thinking about whom you wanted to take revenge on."
Jiang Qi smiled coquettishly. Although he knew that Huo Qubing was not talking about him, at least not the current him, this inexplicable sense of shame still made Jiang Qi leave the three rooms and one living room.
In order not to continue this social topic, Jiang Qi took out his mobile phone. On it was the contact information of the old master.
It has to be said that the current Xuanxiu is also advancing with the times. Before the old master separated from Jiang Qi in Shushan, he pulled Jiang Qi into two groups.
One is a group chat for the younger generation, and the contestants in two months will be selected from these people.
There is also a group called the Health Preservation Base, which contains big bosses from various sects in the Xuanxiu world. No one is under eighty years old, except Jiang Qi.
Of course, Jiang Qi joined this group for his "master".
How inconvenient is it to transmit sound? Why should I spend money on talismans when I can type and make speech? The price/performance ratio is too low.
These are the original words of the Heavenly Master.
Sighing in his heart, Jiang Qi dialed the number of the Heavenly Master.
"Master Tian, let me tell you something."
"What's wrong, little friend?"
The old Heavenly Master asked with a smile.
Jiang Qi organized his speech and said, "That's it. Apart from those three quotas, is there anything else available?"
The old Heavenly Master was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that Jiang Qi was talking about the remaining four places in addition to the three places in Jiuzhou and the three places released for competition.
"Ahem, it's not allowed according to the rules, but rules are dead."
The Heavenly Master probably understood what Jiang Qi meant and asked, "Did the Master change his mind? What happened?"
"It's nothing serious. It's just that Master made some new discoveries and finally decided to take me with him."
Jiang Qi didn't say much, just gave a vague reason.
"I see."
There was a thoughtful tone in the old Heavenly Master's tone, and Jiang Qi didn't know what the big man was thinking about.
"Originally, those four spots were fixed. Specific candidates have already been decided. Unless something unexpected happens, they cannot be changed."
The Heavenly Master said a little embarrassed.
"Junior understands."
Jiang Qi smiled, and Master Tian also smiled, and then hung up the phone, saying nothing.
If there is no accident, then the rules must not be broken, but what if there is an accident?
This is a rule set by all the mystical forces in the world. Logically speaking, no one can break it.
But.
Jiang Qi looked at Huo Qubing at Gan Xing Qiong Railway.
This guy only abides by one rule, and that is the rule of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
After everything was arranged, Jiang Qi let Huo Qubing go.
But before leaving, a small episode happened.
"Didi didi"
Huo Qubing's cell phone rang. Jiang Qi glanced at it and found that someone was playing a video for Huo Qubing.
"Tsk."
Huo Qubing smacked his lips in displeasure and temporarily quit the game. After hanging up, he sent a voice message.
"Don't bother me, I'm playing games."
Then continue to open the game and rush to 648.
"How much have you charged?"
Jiang Qi asked curiously.
Huo Qubing raised three fingers.
"Thirty 648?"
Jiang Qi asked tentatively.
"thirty minutes."
Huo Qubing replied.
".6"
Huo Qubing likes the new and hates the old very quickly, and now he has jumped from LOL to two-dimensional mobile games.
Jiang Qi felt that he would not be surprised even if Huo Qubing went to play with butter tomorrow.
Forget it, let him play.
Even if you charge 50,000 yuan in one minute, it will only be 1.5 million in 30 minutes.
Twenty million should be enough for Huo Qubing to be in trouble for a while, right?
Jiang Qi suddenly felt a little unconfident, but these were trivial matters. The worst he could do was take Huo Qubing to fish for a ghost to sell.
After leaving the villa where Huo Qubing lived, Jiang Qi went to his museum without stopping.
It's not because of the expo. Hu Yan and Lao Shen are responsible for that matter. The finishing touches have been completed and Hu Yan is working on the final financial report.
Jiang Qi doesn't care whether he loses or gains.
The reason why I was so anxious to go back was because the materials for the Five Thunder Talisman were sent over from Lao Qian.
"Tailwind?"
Jiang Qi looked at the package in his hand and fell into deep thought. Has Shunfeng's business gone deep into the Xuanxiu world?
Or is this originally done by the Mystery Bureau?
Without thinking about these details, Jiang Qi returned to the office and opened the package.
Inside are three sandalwood boxes of different sizes, with a strong smell of incense.
The incense smell mentioned here is incense in the literal sense.
Using incense to preserve treasures can preserve the essence of the materials to the greatest extent.
Because whether it is yellow talisman paper or prepared cinnabar, they all have a shelf life, and the spiritual energy inside is constantly leaking out.
Either use incense to extend it, or make it into a talisman as soon as possible.
One hundred pieces of three-finger-wide yellow paper, a box of prepared cinnabar, and a purple bamboo talisman pen were all the items bought for five million yuan.
It is worth mentioning that Fu Bi is sponsored by Lao Qian.
Jiang Qi glanced at the purple bamboo pen and put it aside. He had a better choice.
After the expo ended, several of the borrowed treasures were returned, including Li Tong's tortoise shell and the scroll of Spring and Autumn Period.
Jiang Qi will not have much use for these two things in the near future.
The oracle bone inscriptions on the former have been completely imprinted by Jiang Qi, but he still can't understand them, so he can only leave them temporarily.
The latter was originally a lodging thing for the second master's thoughts. Now that the second master is "recharging" in Zhongnan Mountain, he naturally has no need for this thing.
In addition to these two, Sun Simiao also returned the silver needle to the old man early.
Jiang Qi fumbled around for a moment and pulled out a white jade penholder.
Now that the expo is over, the white jade pen holder has naturally returned to Jiang Qi's hands.
Jiang Qi tried to pour Xuanqi into the white jade pen barrel. The whole thing was smooth without any obstruction. It was much easier to use than the purple bamboo pen.
Although Su Shi was not a metaphysician, his life's energy and spirit, as well as the sacrifices and incense of future generations, were all in it, thus creating such a treasure.
Holding the white jade penholder, Jiang Qi activated the thunder pill in his body. Suddenly, thin threads of thunder xuanqi appeared on the top of the white jade penholder, just like the hairs of a writing brush.
"call"
Jiang Qi exhaled a breath, and the pen tip turned into thunder fell on the talisman paper.
(End of chapter)
