In a mansion in Vientiane Market, a figure in green clothes with an unclear face was leaning behind a gauze curtain. Opposite this person was a familiar figure. He stood outside the gauze curtain and saw that his face was that of the ghost salesman.
It's just that the salesman ghost in front of him is pale, and he doesn't even dare to breathe. He is listening to the reprimand of the figure in green on the other side of the gauze curtain with his head hanging down.
"Nonsense! What did I tell you before? How could you do such a thing?" The person who spoke was a woman. Although her tone was a little higher, she could not break the original gentleness and gentleness, just like the song of a bird. The oriole cries, softly filling the ears.
Even so, the salesman ghost's face was still full of shame, as if he was disturbed by thunder, and he was trembling.
"Ahem...Actually, this matter can't be entirely blamed on the salesman ghost..." Lin Laiquan's charming shout stopped a moment later, and another voice came softly from behind the salesman ghost. It turned out to be someone hiding in the distance. Green Ghost King.
Although the Green Ghost King and the figure behind the gauze curtain are both dressed in green, the former is the fresh green of the spring-dyed branches, while the latter is the tranquility and depth of the summer valley.
The two colors have their own merits and complement each other, and there is no winner or loser.
"You still have the nerve to speak!" The figure behind the gauze curtain said angrily again, like the strong wind passing by the jade flute, "You...you only care about watching the fun, why don't you say anything to stop it?"
Although the Blue Ghost King usually doesn't have a condescending attitude, she has a frivolous attitude and doesn't take anyone seriously. But at this time, she didn't have the slightest bit of indolence, her face was filled with flattery.
"It's unfair! This... how can you blame me! Who would have thought that someone would challenge Yishan King! Raise the price of that dead gas cylinder so high?" After saying this, Qinggui King was still a little resentful and muttered in a low voice: "Hey... When people sell things, the higher the price, the better, but here they do the opposite. What an old fool..."
"What are you mumbling about?" asked the figure inside the gauze curtain.
"No...it's nothing..." The Green Ghost King shrank his neck and hurriedly stopped speaking.
"I..." The salesman ghost seemed to have made some decision, and suddenly said, "I have something to say!"
"Say it!" the man inside said impatiently.
The salesman ghost glanced behind him secretly, and then continued: "Actually... Actually, the price of this damn gas cylinder should not have risen so high. The last 80 million was paid for by Lord Qinggui King..."
"You traitor! How dare you betray me!" The Green Ghost King gritted his teeth when he heard this, pulled the Merchant Ghost's ears and roared, "See how I deal with you!"
"Have you two had enough trouble? Cough cough cough..." The figure inside the gauze curtain shouted again, and then coughed rapidly.
"Master, are you okay?" The sudden cough made the grinning salesman ghost nervous, and he asked urgently regardless of the pain in his ears.
"What are you still doing? Go and get the medicine!" The Green Ghost King also looked concerned, and he picked up the Salesman Ghost and threw him aside...
After taking the concoction brought by the ghost salesman, the rapid breathing inside the gauze curtain gradually eased.
"Salesman ghost, please step back first..."
"Yes, Master!" The salesman ghost didn't dare to hesitate when he heard this. He hurriedly picked up the empty bowl, opened the door and left.
Seeing the door open, the Green Ghost King stood on tiptoes and was about to leave with the salesman ghost, but as soon as she took a step, she was stopped by a voice from behind the gauze curtain: "You...stop!"
When the Green Ghost King heard this, his head drooped and he could only walk back dejectedly.
"Ahem...don't get me wrong, I just...just want to close the door for you..." As soon as the door closed, the Green Ghost King felt that the atmosphere was awkward and hurriedly spoke to calm it down.
"Don't change the subject!" The man inside snorted, "Let me ask you, where did your 80 million long-term gold come from?"
"Where did I get 80 million long-term gold...Don't listen to the nonsense of the salesman ghost!" The Green Ghost King hurriedly defended.
"Forget it if you don't want to say it..." The voice of the man inside turned cold, "Let's go!"
The Green Ghost King was quite surprised. He didn't expect that this man would let him go so easily. He asked tentatively: "You really let me go? Then I will really go!"
"You go away..." The man inside sighed, "Don't come to see me again in the future..."
"Well…"
Hearing this, the Green Ghost King's face turned bitter. Finally, he could no longer bear the grievances in his heart, and he burst into flames: "Yes! The 80 million long-term gold is mine! But so what? I didn't steal or rob. These are all the things I worked hard to save at the Ceremony Hall!"
"I'm not talking about you... How can you do this kind of business in this world? People treat treasures as rare items! But you are so good, you want to sell the treasure as a common thing! Especially if you have such a limit gold auction... If it weren't for me They have been secretly raising prices, how long do you think this auction house can sustain?"
The Green Ghost King has been harboring grudges for a long time. Once he opens his chat box, it is difficult to close it and he keeps complaining.
"But it's not easy for anyone. I can't bear to make it so easily..." The man in the gauze curtain was a little disappointed, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you and made you feel wronged... What's wrong with you..." Eighty million long-term gold, I will let the salesman ghost pay back the full amount...cough cough cough..." As he went back and forth, the man's breath became weaker, and later he started coughing violently again.
"Ouch!" The Green Ghost King was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly jumped into the gauze curtain and caressed the man's offspring. When the man's breathing stabilized, the Green Ghost King breathed a sigh of relief and slapped his own mouth, "Bah Bah! It’s all my fault! I made my sister angry again!”
"Who is your sister? I'm not that old..." The man said displeasedly as his breath subsided a little, and he hit the Green Ghost King on the head with one finger.
"Giggle... This sister is just a respectful title..." Seeing the person in front of him act like this, the Green Ghost King knew that she had calmed down and finally returned to normal.
"Glib tongue..." The woman glared at the Green Ghost King, and then continued: "Although I am in the Vientiane Market, I also know the situation of your ceremony hall. These 80 million long-term gold are not a handful, so you should take it back. I was serious!"
The Green Ghost King shook his head repeatedly: "Sister, don't blame me for speaking poorly, but now you are just a medicine jar, and your daily expenses are already quite a lot, why do you want to deliberately lower the price? Even if you are angry, you won't go to this extent! Anyway, this is I won’t take away the 80 million long-term gold at any price, and I am serious about it!”
"Angry?" The woman frowned, "I won't be angry with that guy who regards wealth as his life! It's okay, let's go!"
Green Ghost King Fang felt that he had said the wrong thing again, so he could only smile awkwardly and turn around to leave.
"Please wait!"
"Sister, you also know the current situation. I really can't use the 80 million long-term gold... I still have something to do! Let's leave first!" The Green Ghost King hurriedly quickened his pace, as if the 80 million long-term gold was unbearable. Things, let her avoid them.
"Oh...even if I borrow this money, it won't be enough?" the woman said hurriedly, "That's not what I want to say!"
When the Green Ghost King turned around in doubt, the woman said with a solemn expression: "That King Yishan is just honest and honest on the outside, but he is actually very scheming! I'm worried that once he leaves here, he will find ways to attack the fake Taiyin King!"
"Huh?" Qinggui King looked surprised, "Sister, it turns out you know everything..."
The woman just smiled and said lightly: "Don't forget, this is the Vientiane Market!"
"So...as for the matter of Changjin, you also..." The Green Ghost King really didn't know what expression to put on.
"Of course, at first I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but then I thought about it because you also had good intentions, so let's forget about it..."
Seeing the woman's cunning eyes, the Green Ghost King suddenly felt embarrassed. If it weren't for the weak aura of the person in front of her and the whiteness of her thin lips, she would have even suspected that the woman's illness was fake...and this was where her hope lay.
"King Qinggui, I don't want to see anyone causing trouble because of the auction items in our Vientiane Market, do you understand?" At this point, the woman suddenly became serious.
"Ming... understand!" Although the woman's voice was still weak, Qinggui King felt an inexplicable pressure in this weakness. This pressure was even much stronger than the threat Bao Bao brought to him.
"Baoluo has been separated from them, you can go ahead!" The woman waved her hand, then narrowed her eyes slightly and took a nap.
"Yes!" The Green Ghost King did not hesitate anymore, and walked away, rolling up the gauze curtain with a loud sound, like the neighing of a war horse.
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"Are you sure you want to stay here?" Outside the auction house, the man from the work hall asked Brother Zhuang in confusion.
"Hey, senior, I finally came here. I don't know if I will have such an opportunity in the future. It would be a pity if I don't buy something and go back..."
"That's fine, I still have some time anyway, so I'll just walk around with you..." The visitor from the Gongdian Hall looked around and didn't see King Yishan, so he agreed aloud. After all, he didn't want to be outside. Encountered the latter.
The two of them walked along the auction house. The man from the work hall suddenly saw something and said to Brother Zhuang beside him: "Don't wander around here, I have something to do and I have to leave for a while!"
"Don't worry, senior, I'll be waiting for you in front of this stall." Brother Zhuang happily agreed upon hearing this, then turned around and joined in the fun in front of the stall.
"Little brother, it is indeed you!"
At this time, Wu Fan had just left the auction house and was standing in a deserted place in a daze. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice coming from behind and turned to look.
"Huh? Lord Guard? Why are you here?" The man in front of him was the guard of the inner palace whom he had inquired about before. He was very friendly when meeting an acquaintance.
"Hahaha... I happened to be rotating my post today, and I happened to meet a junior, so I brought him here for a walk..." The guard of the work hall looked behind him, but did not see Brother Zhuang, so he could only smile. He continued: "I have to thank my little brother for this!"
"Thank me? I wonder what the Lord Guard means?" Wu Fan looked confused.
The guard of the palace hall smiled sheepishly: "I didn't expect that little brother would be so generous. If it weren't for the gift from little brother, I really wouldn't have the confidence to come here!"
It turned out that he thought that what Wu Fan threw to him was just some boundary money. Although the amount was quite large, he didn't take it to heart. It wasn't until he took a closer look later that he realized the difference between the two, and was shocked.
"Little brother, what do you like when you come to Vientiane Market?"
"Uh... I'll be honest with the guard, I'm just here for a casual stroll..." Wu Fan didn't plan to go into details and said casually.
"That's such a pity. If we had met earlier, I could have taken you to the auction house to gain experience!" The guard laughed and reached out to pat Wu Fan on the shoulder.
But before his palm could fall, he felt as if it was being clamped by a tong, and his expression turned gloomy.
Although the word "guard" sounds ordinary, the guards in the inner and outer halls are completely different. No one has ever dared to do anything wrong to him, especially in front of his subordinates.
Thinking of this, the guard frowned and shouted: "Who is so impudent! How dare you do it in the Wanxiang Market?"
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