Douluo's coffin Douluo

Chapter 13 Three-Eyed Fox

After the man with the scar finished speaking, he sat upright on the hard leather cushion in front of the booth, without even looking at them, his attitude was too resolute.

Seeing this scene, the old Luo was in a dilemma. He grabbed Jiang Li's little hand and still refused to give up. He looked at him almost beggingly and pointed to Jiang Li next to him.

"Dear soul master, we are from Luoye Village. This child is born full of soul power, and now he urgently needs a soul ring to become a qualified soul master. The combined money of all the people in our village is only eight dollars." A golden soul coin..."

Old Luo seemed to be afraid that the man with the scar would cut off his words, so he said so much in one breath, and saw that he didn't have much reaction, so he spoke again.

"So, respected Lord Soul Master, can you take pity on us ordinary people, our village has not had a Soul Master for 20 years..."

"I pity you, who pity me?"

This time, before the old Luo could finish his sentence, the man with the scar stood up impatiently and interrupted him lightly, his eyes like a knife.

"Because of this hunt, my brothers also suffered heavy casualties, who has pity me? So don't waste your efforts, I don't care if you are born with full soul power or twin martial souls, with me, there is no human kindness at all. "

"What's more, I just said that a 100-year-old soul beast costs ten gold soul coins. In fact, strictly speaking, it needs eleven gold soul coins."

The man with the scar pointed at the dense net that tightly bound the spirit beast, the bloody smell inside came out with the breeze, making people almost sick.

"This animal trap can effectively restrict the movement and operation of the soul beast and prevent the soul beast from exploding. No one else has it except me, so it is also worth a gold soul coin."

"Don't talk about eleven gold soul coins, you don't even have ten gold soul coins, and you dare to negotiate the price with me."

After all, the man with the scar waved his hand carelessly, motioning for them to leave.

Just in time, a father and son walked over there slowly, glanced at them with sarcasm, walked to the booth and began to ask the price.

The man with the scar came alive and began to introduce.

"This……"

Old Luo's face turned pale, he hunched over in the wind, his lips squirmed for a long time, Jiang Li frowned, feeling that Lao Luo was so nervous that his little hands were going to turn red.

Obviously, it's useless to be pitiful, unless their words reach the scar man's heart.

Jiang Li looked at the four soul beasts on the booth. Although he couldn't see their specific appearance clearly, the powerful aura leaking from the mesh was still moving.

For some reason, Jiang Li sniffed the strong bloody smell inside, and subconsciously summoned the soul-suppressing coffin martial soul, and the black soul power condensed in his hands.

Lao Luo came back to his senses, noticed the abnormality in his hand, and said in surprise.

"Little crack, what are you doing?"

"Grandpa, the village chief, don't talk."

Jiang Li's pupils constricted, and the soul power of the Soul Requiem Coffin in his hand flowed, like a pitch-black eye, staring motionlessly at the soul beast in the trap.

"That soul beast is dying."

He pointed to a soul beast on the far left of the booth, and looked at a very small one, with brown fur mixed with blood, moving its paws slightly in the net.

"Ok?"

Over there, the man with the scar turned his head, his eyes were low, and he obviously heard what he said.

"Little crack, don't talk nonsense!"

Old Luo was startled, and stretched out his withered old hand to cover his mouth, then bowed his body apologetically to the man with the scar, "Little boy, please forgive me for speaking out loud."

He understands that these spirit beasts are the bargaining chips for the stall owner to do business. If you say it is dead, isn't that a curse that they have no business?
"What I said is true. If you don't save him, it will be too late." Jiang Li pushed away Lao Luo's hand, his eyes were solemn, it was clearly a childish face, but it revealed a self-confidence that ordinary people could not describe.

He didn't understand why, but under the induction of the spirit of the soul-suppressing coffin, he could very keenly perceive the death aura that was gradually decaying on those spirit beasts...

Among these soul beasts, the one on the far left was entangled in black energy and was on the verge of dying.

Over there, the man with the scar was stunned, apparently he didn't take his words to heart. After negotiating the price with the father and son, he came over after getting the bright eleven golden soul coins, and looked at the one on the far left. The soul beast came subconsciously.

However, before he could squat down, a circle of faint white floated out from the entangled dense net, and there was a faint white light flowing in the sun, which was extremely dazzling.

It is a ten-year white soul ring.

Old Luo stared wide-eyed and stood frozen in the wind.

Jiang Lie had expected this for a long time, and silently withdrew his martial soul, his expression indifferent.

"Dead? What a bad luck."

A flash of shock flashed in the eyes of the man with the scar, he frowned, and kicked the soul beast away, just like kicking away an ordinary piece of garbage on the side of the road.

He has been in business for so many years, and this kind of thing has happened before, especially this kind of ten-year-old soul beast, which is weak in itself, has been seriously injured and cannot withstand the torture of the animal net, and may die at any time, but this This kind of thing has long been commonplace.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he also understood that the accidental death of soul beasts was inevitable. Although he could restrain the movements of soul beasts, he could not judge their life or death.

"How did you find out?"

The man with the scar raised his head, and only then began to look at the child.

"My martial souls are quite special, and I can detect the dying breath of life in them."

Jiang Li shrugged, but at the same time his heart was quite shocked.

Logically speaking, the soul-suppressing coffin doesn't have soul skills, so it shouldn't have this special ability.

But the facts proved that his idea was wrong. The soul-suppressing coffin seemed to be more sensitive to the breath of dying people and even soul beasts.

This should be the unique talent of his martial soul.

"I see."

The man with the scar nodded slightly, was surprised for a moment, then turned his head again, ready to walk back.

"Wait a minute, uncle, this soul beast of yours is dying too, why not...sell it to us at a low price."

Jiang Lie called him to stop, pointing to a huge soul beast, shining brightly.

"about to die?"

The man with the scar came up, frowned, and then smiled teasingly, "Little guy, this is a 300-year-old soul beast, do you have thirty gold soul coins?"

"what……"

Jiang Li smiled wryly, and shook his head, "Forget it, but uncle, you should sell this one quickly, it should only last for a morning at most."

"I see."

The man with the scar gave him a deep look. Although he didn't believe it, but thinking of the scene just now, he nodded and began to think in his heart, then looked at them again with calm eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"In this case, my respected Lord Soul Master, take your leave. Let's go, Xiao Li, and Grandpa will take you to other places, we will always meet someone suitable."

Old Luo sighed, pulled Jiang Li and turned around and walked away.

The man with the scar was stunned for a moment, and moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to stop them, but he hesitated for a long time, and finally he didn't speak, and continued to solicit customers.

A whole morning passed, Lao Luotou took Jiang Li around for a long time, walked through five small towns, but couldn't find a suitable one.

Either the price is too expensive, or there is no spirit beast of the right year, in short, apart from countless white eyes and ridicules, they have gained nothing along the way.

After wandering around for a long time, they returned to Qingfeng Town. Lao Luo sighed in disappointment. After walking for a long time, he bent his waist and stroked Jiang Li's head with sad eyes.

"Xiao Li, grandpa is useless, I can't even buy you a 100-year-old soul beast."

"Grandpa, the village chief, don't worry, at worst, I'll let my dad take me to hunt one."

"Nonsense, as cowardly as your father is, it's good if he doesn't implicate you. Let's see if we can't go back to the village and collect two more gold soul coins."

"Forehead."

Jiang Li smiled wryly, feeling that Jiang Po had a big prejudice in Lao Luotou's heart, but it should be because of Meng Yue's departure, Jiang Li thought.

He turned his head and saw the stall of the man with the scar. He seemed to have a good business today, and there was only one soul beast left in the stall. He seemed to be aware of Jiang Li's gaze, and he waved.

Jiang Li was taken aback, and walked over with Lao Luo. Before he could speak, the man with the scar pointed at the only soul beast on the booth.

"Want it? It's cheaper for you."

"what."

While Jiang Li was surprised, he looked happy, a little confused by his sudden behavior.

"Anyway, your suggestion also saved me a lot of losses. I also sold the 300-year-old soul beast, so now the 100-year-old soul beast is cheaper for you."

"This 100-year-old one is what you have left?"

Jiang Li was taken aback.

"No, this is reserved for you."

The scarred man smiled, "A customer came over just now and wanted to buy it, but I didn't even sell it to them."

"This, this, thank you so much, respected Lord Soul Master, you are really a kind person with a kind heart."

The old Luo wiped away tears excitedly.

"Can a kind heart be eaten?"

The man with the scar shook his head and smiled, "I said it's cheaper, but it won't be too cheap. It's a one-buy price, nine gold soul coins, and I'll sell it to you."

"Ah, nine gold soul coins."

Lao Luo's face was full of embarrassment. Although it was only one gold soul coin, it was already an insurmountable moat for them.

"Master Soul Master, look, we only have eight gold soul coins..."

Lao Luo spread his hands helplessly, eight gold soul coins lay in his wrinkled wallet.

"Is that really all there is?"

The man with the scar frowned.

"Uncle."

Jiang Li coughed dryly and said.

"After I absorb the soul ring and become a soul master, I can go to the Wuhun Hall to receive a subsidy of a golden soul coin. When you see it, I will come back in person and return it to you, okay?"

"Yes yes yes, Master Soul Master, we will definitely deliver it on time."

When Lao Luo heard this, his face was also full of excitement, and he hurriedly begged.

"Well, I hope you can keep your promise."

The man with the scar hesitated for a moment, smiled, pointed at the spirit beast in the trap, and said with a smile.

"In that case, then this 100-year-old three-eyed fox is yours."

"Thank you uncle, oh yeah!"

Jiang Li jumped up excitedly.

(End of this chapter)