Although this was not the first time he heard the little paper man speak, Hou Xinting was still scared.
A gust of cold air rose from his tailbone and went straight to the Tianling Cap. Hou Xinting felt that the hairs all over his body stood up.
Gudong!
Hou Xinting swallowed and asked with a trembling voice: "Senior? What are your orders?"
After two or three days of silence, I thought there wouldn't be any more trouble, but I didn't expect that the good-looking but violent senior Lolita actually transmitted his message through the little paper man.
"Well, it's me! Have you gone to the underground auction now?"
The little paper man stuck his little head out of his pocket. He had no mouth, but he still made a sound.
The voice was not that weird electronic synthesized sound, but Gu Qingcheng's sweet and crisp voice.
"Hello, senior! I-I've arrived and am getting on the elevator!"
Hou Xinting was very respectful regardless of whether Gu Qingcheng could monitor him in real time.
After looking around, Hou Xinting was worried that someone would notice something unusual, so he took out a Bluetooth headset and hung it on his ear.
In this way, if he "talks to himself" again, people around him will only think that he is talking on the phone, instead of thinking that he is actually communicating with a little paper man.
"Ah, very good!"
The little paper man nodded pretending to be mature, expressing that he was very satisfied with Hou Xinting.
Looking down at this scene, Hou Xinting couldn't help but picture Gu Qingcheng's beautiful, little adult appearance in his mind.
Hou Xinting couldn't explain what he felt. It was obviously beautiful, but cruel.
I don’t know where Senior Chi discovered such an awesome young disciple.
The little paper man continued to talk: "Let me tell you, I need some medicinal materials."
Hou Xinting quickly replied, "Okay! Senior, just tell me what you need specifically!"
"Then please remember, thousand-year-old ginseng, humanoid polygonum multiflorum, seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum..."
The little paper man was not polite and started talking nonstop.
Hou Xinting turned on the recording mode of his mobile phone when the little paper man reminded him to "note it".
"Okay! I've written it all down!"
Hou Xinting nodded and bowed, making a full gesture.
Then, he said with slight hesitation, "Senior, these medicinal materials seem to be very precious!"
Not "seem" at all, but absolutely.
Thousand-year-old ginseng?
Polygonum multiflorum in human form?
I really think this is the magical world after the spiritual energy is revived.
The reality is that the spiritual energy is exhausted and the Dharma is ending.
In the current era of over-exploitation, even pure wild ginseng that is more than 500 years old is very rare.
Even if there is, the price is quite outrageous.
"I know! Otherwise, I wouldn't let you go to the auction."
The little paper man sounded matter-of-factly.
Normal trade fairs may not have these precious and scarce medicinal materials.
However, Hou Xinting went to an underground auction with a Xuanmen background.
Gu Qingcheng believed that there would be "surprises" there.
Furthermore, Lao Rendao also added "blessing".
The corners of Hou Xinting's mouth twitched.
He really wanted to tell Senior Gu: Boss, the underground auction is not like a bastard in the wishing pool, how can you get everything you want?
Also, even if there is, it will probably cause looting.
The price is really hard to say.
The little paper man Gu Qingcheng seemed to "see" Hou Xinting's micro-expression, and said proudly, "As for the money to buy medicine, we are not short of it!"
"Those things I gave you were dug out of the thousand-year-old tomb!"
Hou Xinting: ...I know! I am a well-known Marquis in the industry, and I know the origin of those things just by smelling them.
but--
Boss!
senior!
Aunt-in-law!
It's a ghost weapon, not a magic weapon. If you don't ask someone from Xuanmen to get rid of the blood evil, you won't even be able to sell it for the price of the antique.
Gu Qingcheng seemed to "hear" Hou Xinting's heartfelt voice, and said reservedly, "My thing is not a magical weapon, but a pure magical weapon!"
That is something that has been nurtured by the Yin Gathering Formation for thousands of years.
Contaminated with abundant Yin energy.
Although it is not spiritual energy, sometimes people in Xuanmen also need such artifacts.
Therefore, Gu Qingcheng's package of funerary objects can be used as a utensil!
Anyone who knows the goods will give a high price.
Gu Qingcheng purposely used the paper man to transmit messages thousands of miles away, and also wanted to tell Hou Xinting: All the things this boss gives you are good, don't sell them at a low price!
Hou Xinting: ...Well, you are the boss, and the things belong to you. If you have to sell them at sky-high prices, you have the final say!
The elevator has reached the top floor.
Hou Xinting carried his suitcase and continued to pretend to be on the phone, chatting with the little paper man.
When the elevator door opened, Hou Xinting was almost blocked by a barrier.
"Oh wow! There is actually a barrier!"
The little paper man had an expressionless face, but he said some witty words.
Hou Xinting looked surprised, "Boundary? Then, how do I get in?"
He is just a tomb robber and has no cultivation at all.
As for why a barrier was set up at the elevator entrance, Hou Xinting also knew that it was because the organizer of the underground auction was "screening" the guests.
Only true practitioners of Xuanmen can enter!
If someone enters by mistake or tries to break through, there is no need for anyone to take action. Just a barrier can keep people out!
"Just walk in!"
Through the little paper man, Gu Qingcheng took it for granted again.
Hou Xinting:......
He really wanted to complain, but he didn't know what to say?
This is to remind the boss again: Dear, don’t take it for granted. You are the boss, but I am not!
Little paper man: "Stupid! If you can't do it, don't you still have me?"
Now that the barrier has been discovered, it means that the people on this floor are all members of Xuanmen.
The little paper man no longer hides in his pocket.
It jumped out nimbly and floated in front of Hou Xinting, then raised its foot and kicked it——
boom!
A hole in the spiritual shield invisible to the naked eye was directly kicked out.
The little paper man reached out and grabbed the edge of the opening, and pulled hard, revealing a huge "channel."
"Let's go!"
The little paper man shouted at Hou Xinting.
Hou Xinting: ...As expected of a violent lolita who made little paper figurines, as "violent" as I am.
Silently complaining, Hou Xinting hurriedly passed the transparent "door" without hesitation.
After receiving the report, Lou Xiangnan and others hurried over, their mouths twitching as they watched one person and a group of people cross the barrier so "heroically".
"This man is so strange, he has Yin Qi but no spiritual power!"
"There's nothing strange about it. It's probably just a rusty mouse."
"Huh? The suitcase he is carrying seems a little fishy!"
"It seems that the original appearance has been obscured by high-level talismans..."
"Damn it! There's a paper man! It was this paper man who broke the barrier just now!"
Several staff members from the Extraordinary Office stared at Hou Xinting, amazed and talking.
Lou Xiangnan had a hunch that today's underground auction would be very lively!
