Dou Po: My cat thought I was weak and stole and fell into heart inflammation

148 - I know your identity

"It's a good idea to capture the snake man."

Xiao Pingan said with a smile.

Although the fat man in front of him was still pretty bad, Xiao Pingan didn't decide to turn against him.

After all, such a guy still has a lot of use value.

When the fat man heard that Xiao Ping'an was really planning to go to the Great Tagore Desert to capture the Snakeman, his eyes lit up.

The fat man chuckled and said, "Little brother, let me tell you, what do you do after you catch the snake man?"

"If you want to sell them, you can come to me."

"I promise I can give you a reasonable price."

Fatty became more and more excited as he talked. Invisibly, he regarded Xiao Ping'an as a cash cow.

Xiao Ping'an gave a soft "oh", he didn't worry so much about this issue.

He really wanted to enter the Great Tagore Desert, and after all, he really wanted to capture the Snake Man.

However, the one to take down is Queen Medusa.

For Queen Medusa, Xiao Ping'an would only pamper her, so how could he sell her?
It's not a question of money or not.

It's a question of happiness.

Under Fatty's guidance, Xiao Ping'an soon came to a shop that sold maps.

Seeing that the shop owner was an old man, Xiao Pingan couldn't help but look at the environment in the shop.

Xiao Ping'an remembered that in the original book, Xiao Ping'an obtained a residual picture of the Jinglian demon fire from Hai Bodong.

If you find Jinglian Yaohuo in the shop, then you must be sure that the old man in front of you is Haibodong.

The shop owner was sitting on a rocking chair with half-closed eyes and a leisurely expression.

The fat man moved closer to Xiao Ping'an, and said in a low voice.

"Brother Ping An, let me tell you, don't underestimate the dilapidatedness of this shop."

"The maps sold here are the most comprehensive."

"Although the price is a bit expensive, it is definitely worth the money."

Hearing Fat Master's words, Xiao Pingan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him.

Because of Fatty's explanation, Xiao Ping'an couldn't help suspecting that he must have a different relationship with the old man in front of him.

Xiao Pingan thought for a while, and then he spoke.

"I want to look for some ancient remnants, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

As soon as Xiao Ping'an's words came out, the old man's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

"Boy, you want to find the residual picture, there is it over there."

"It's just that the price of those residual pictures is not cheap."

The old man pointed to a wooden frame in a remote corner and said to Xiao Ping'an.

Xiao Pingan nodded to the old man, then walked quickly towards the ancient wooden frame.

This wooden frame is obviously old, and it is full of holes in rotten wood. On it, some yellowed maps are randomly piled up.

Looking at some broken traces on the surface of these maps, they seem to be failures in making the maps.

The palm of his hand casually flipped through these yellowed maps, a faint musty smell came over his face, and he frowned slightly.

Xiao Pingan picked up a stack of failed works, his palms trembled slightly, and a broken picture that was only the size of a palm suddenly fell from the stack of failed works

Seeing the broken picture that fell, Xiao Ping'an couldn't help but feel happy.

Because this broken picture is the map of Jinglian Yaohuo.

Xiao Ping'an even had an idea, that is to quietly put away the residual pictures.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

He came to Hai Bodong this time not just for this fragmented picture.

It was more to recover Hai Bodong and let him work for him.

Xiao Pingan picked up the fragmented picture, walked up to Hai Bodong and said.

"Boss, what is the price of this fragmented picture?"

Seeing that Xiao Ping'an actually took a fragmented picture, Fatty's eyes were wide open, and disbelief was written all over his face.

In Fatty's heart, what's the use of such a tattered picture?

Xiao Pingan bought it, it was not a waste of money.

When Hai Bodong saw that Xiao Ping'an came to ask the price with a fragmented picture, he was slightly taken aback.

You know, he has been studying this residual image for some time.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he still couldn't think of how to solve the mystery of this residual picture.

And right now, there are actually young people who want to buy this fragmented picture.

This naturally made Hai Bodong very curious.

Hai Bodong's eyes fell on Xiao Ping'an, and he asked each word.

"You want to buy this residual image, is there anything special about it?"

Hearing Hai Bodong's question, Xiao Ping'an smiled and said, "It's pure curiosity."

"I thought it was very special, so I wanted to spend money to buy it."

Xiao Ping'an was not going to tell Hai Bodong about this fragmentary picture and the Jinglian Demon Fire.

In Xiao Ping'an's mind, if the matter can be solved with money, why bother to use violence?

As soon as Xiao Ping'an's words came out, the muscles on Hai Bodong's face twitched slightly.

In his heart, even if this residual picture stays with him, it will not help.

Hai Bodong took a deep breath, then shook his head and said.

"Since you don't know the secret behind it, forget it."

"I won't sell this residual picture."

At the end of Hai Bodong's words, he lay back on the chair again.

The fat man on the side saw such a scene, his mouth was opened wide, and disbelief was written all over his face,
In Fat Master's mind, what Xiao Pingan was holding was just a tattered and incomplete picture.

This residual image is like waste paper.

But now one wants to buy and the other doesn't want to sell.

The fat man even wondered if Xiao Ping'an and the old man were setting him up.

Let him spend a lot of money to buy the residual picture.

Hearing that Hai Bodong was unwilling to sell the remnants of the picture to him, Xiao Ping'an raised his eyebrows.

You know, the residual map is already in his hands.

Whether Haibodong is willing to sell or not is no longer important.

Xiao Pingan thought for a while, and then he spoke.

"Is it really not for sale?"

"I'll offer one hundred gold coins."

As soon as Xiao Ping'an's words came out, the fat man on the side almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

In Fatty's heart, since Xiao Ping'an took a fancy to this fragmented picture, he would definitely spend a lot of money to buy it.

But Xiao Pingan only offered one hundred gold coins.

What is the price?
"Not for sale."

"I won't sell it for any amount of money, unless you tell me what's special about it."

Hai Bodong's cold voice sounded.

In Hai Bodong's mind, he didn't really believe what Xiao Ping'an said.

If Xiao Ping'an hadn't found that this residual picture was a bit special.

Then it is absolutely impossible for him to bid for it.

If he didn't know the secret of this fragmented picture, then who would want to waste money for nothing?

Xiao Pingan spread his hands, and he said with a wry smile.

"I really don't know."

"But I know your true identity."

(End of this chapter)