I lived two hundred years

Chapter 546 The Jar
Fanny looked at Shen Lang in shock, and her voice unconsciously increased, attracting the attention of everyone in the trade union.

Because Fanny was angry just now, people in the trade union couldn't help avoiding her, and didn't pay attention to what they had just talked about.

The words "Master of Holy Emblem Maker" are enough to drive them crazy.

Who wouldn't want to be a holy emblem?

It's not that whoever wants to become a Holy Emblem Ambassador can become a Holy Emblem Emissary.

A strong mental strength is the prerequisite, and a holy emblem that suits you is the key among the keys.

The compatibility between the holy emblem and the holy emblem envoy is a hurdle that cannot be overcome no matter what.

If you can't find a holy emblem with a high degree of compatibility that suits you, people with holy emblem talents are only talented after all.

The Holy Symbol Maker is the only one who can help the gifted become a Holy Symbolist.

A tailor-made high-fit holy emblem is the pursuit of all holy emblem envoys.

In an instant, everyone's eyes on Shen Lang became fierce.

"Look at what?"

Shen Lang didn't like being looked at by a group of stinky men like this, so he snorted coldly, activated the reversal ring, and activated the power of the holy emblem.

The looming huge golden door surfaced in front of Shen Lang.

When everyone saw this golden door, they were immediately attracted by the flickering light on the door, fascinated by the truth it always explained, immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Seeing this, Fanny quickly shouted: "Senior Shen, this is the Handhunter Guild, please don't attack other people casually."

"When did I attack them?" Shen Lang smiled and shook his head.

Fanny looked at the group of people who seemed to be drunk, with a look of "you are kidding me".

"They just saw the power of my holy emblem, realized something, and are breaking through themselves. This is their own behavior, and I didn't attack them." Shen Lang said, pushing the cloth bag to Fanny, "You click Find out what's in it, make a notarization, and divide the things. I will continue to prepare for the selection of elite hunters."

Fanny saw that those people were just dazed and didn't look like they were in danger, so she accepted Shen Lang's statement and turned her attention to the cloth bag.

"Jon, do you really want to give half of the belongings of uncle and aunt to Senior Shen?"

Fanny couldn't help but look at Jon a few more times.

Jon nodded and said, "This is what I agreed with Uncle Shen."

"Then I'll start."

As Fanny said, she took out the things in the cloth bag one by one in front of several people.

A few minutes later, a bag of things was put away by category, from left to right, from less to more, clearly placed in front of everyone.

"Five catties of Lingkong Stone, two catties of Flame Copper Mine, one jar, two holy emblems, one bottle of Frost and Cold Tears, and six Holy Feather Grass."

Fanny counted things one last time, and looked at Shen Lang and Jon.

"I have already witnessed things, how do you plan to distribute them?"

"What's with this jar?"

Jon also just found out what was in the cloth bag, and looked at the plain black ceramic pot with a puzzled look on his face.

The things in this bag are all good things, and each one taken out alone is enough to make people salivate.

With so many good things, if they were handed over to Jon early, I am afraid he would not be able to keep them at all, and within a month, he would be scammed to the brim.

But among such a pile of good things, an inexplicable thing suddenly appeared, which made people puzzled.

Even Fanny was bewildered.

As the receptionist of the Handhunter Guild, Fanny also works part-time as an appraisal.

She dare not say that her identification ability has reached the peak, but the basic identification will not go wrong.

After repeated identification by her, the black pot was indeed an ordinary pot made of ceramics.

How could Jon's parents leave this thing as an inheritance to Jon?

Could it be that there was some omission during the handover?
Fanny thought of this and shook her head.

At that time, things were supervised by Wallace himself, and there was no possibility of such a problem.

"Maybe this thing has special meaning to your parents." Fanny can only guess in this way, "When the time comes, I will ask my grandpa for you. He should know something."

Jon nodded, no longer entangled with this, but looked at Shen Lang, and said embarrassedly: "This thing is of no value. How about it. We will share the other things equally. I will take out another holy feather grass and exchange it for this jar .”

Sacred Feather Grass is a famous elixir. As long as you still have breath, you can swallow the whole plant, and you can immediately bring the dead back to life. It is the treasure that all hunters dream of.

After all, they are fighting on the front line against monsters, and they are in danger of dying at any time.

One more Sacred Feather Grass is equal to one more life.

It would be a disadvantage to Jon to exchange his life for an ordinary ceramic jar.

However, considering Uncle Shen's help to him, Jon didn't think it was a big deal.

Shen Lang frowned.

Fanny couldn't help breathing heavily, worried that Shen Lang would suddenly make an excessive request.

Jon may think it's nothing, but Fanny has to plan carefully for him.

Who told them to be friends?

"I don't need the Holy Feather Grass. The Spiritual Space Stone and the Holy Emblem are also dispensable to me. How about it. You give me the Flame Copper Mine and Frost and Cold Tears, and then give me the jar to study. This That's all. I'll return the jar to you when I get the results out of my research."

Shen Lang's sudden words stunned both of them.

Fanny was very happy for Jon.

But Jon shook his head and said, "Uncle Shen, you are at a disadvantage like this."

"Don't torment me about these things. Just do what I say." Shen Lang waved his hands, not giving Jon a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Fanny hurriedly divided the things on the table into two parts and packed them up separately.

She handed Shen Lang the bag containing the Yancopper Mine, Frost and Cold Tears, and the ceramic jar, and asked, "Senior Shen, do you see the problem with that jar? What is it? Why can't I see it?" ?”

Hearing this, Jon also became interested and looked at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang said: "I'm just guessing, and I still need to experiment. Let's talk about it at that time."

Fanny did not continue to ask.

She was indeed curious when she asked this question, but it was mainly to attract Jon's attention and let him dig into the corner.

Now that Jon has been aroused, her goal has been achieved, and if she continues, it will be self-defeating.

Jon's attention was on the ceramic jar at this time, and he didn't notice Fanny's sudden silence.

Shen Lang didn't care too much.

His attention was also on the ceramic jar.

If his guess is correct, then his trip to select elite hunters may be more dangerous than he expected.

Without the body of a zombie, without the strength of a practitioner, and only relying on his severely damaged mental power to activate the holy emblem, Shen Lang's current combat effectiveness is less than one ten-thousandth of what it was before.

Fortunately, the power of the holy emblem lies in the holy emblem, not the person himself.

If it wasn't like this, Shen Lang wouldn't have much combat power left.

(End of this chapter)