lord of destiny

Chapter 526 The third legendary skill!
Dirt road leading to the city.

in a moving car.

The photographer looked at Wesley next to him, hesitated for a long time, and finally said stutteringly.

"Wesley, that thing should belong to someone else's temple. Isn't it bad to just take it like this?"

"What's not so good? Let me tell you, this thing belongs to human civilization! I took it out to dedicate it to the museum so that people all over the world can see it! What I did is a good thing!"

Wesley was playing with a delicate octagonal stone, and saw a green snake carved on the front of the stone.

He doesn't know if the temple is thousands of years old, but the murals should be thousands of years old.

In other words, the stone in his hand is a thousand-year-old relic!
Thousand-year-old antiques are not necessarily valuable.

Material, appearance, fame, creator, story background, etc., these are the basis for determining whether an antique is valuable.

Although the temple is a thousand-year-old temple, its reputation is not obvious. The stone was placed directly on the mural outside the temple, and the possibility of being valuable is too small.

But worthless does not mean worthless.

How much fame will I gain if I dedicate a thousand-year-old relic to a museum?
Wesley's heart was very hot.

Yes, this stone may not be worth much, but the title of thousand-year-old relic is worth a lot!
With this name, he can get a lot of attention immediately if he hypes it up appropriately.

For him, a TV host, attention means money and status!

It can be said that whether he can become a young model in the future depends entirely on this stone!

"Eisen, you didn't take the shot of me taking this stone, did you?"

Wesley said grimly.

"No, no, how dare I."

Photographer Eisen shook his head quickly.

"That's good! Don't worry, when I hand over this stone to the museum, your benefits will be indispensable!"

Wesley patted Eisen's shoulder grandly.

after?

When he becomes famous, who cares about this hot chicken!

"I see."

Eisen replied timidly.

Although he felt that with Wesley's character, it was unlikely that he would benefit from it, but what if it happened?
Wesley glanced at Eisen with satisfaction. Although Eisen is a hot chicken, he is still an honest man!

Not being able to resist, not daring to resist, this is what he is most satisfied with about Eisen.

"careful!"

Eisen suddenly slammed on the brakes.

"Ouch!"

Wesley was smacked instantly, and he slapped Eisen without saying a word.

"What's the matter with you? You don't want to do it anymore, do you?"

Eisen didn't dare to resist, and said quickly.

"No, no, no, yes..."

"What is it?"

"It's someone in front."

"Someone?"

Wesley turned his head, and sure enough he saw a person blocking their way, and his brows immediately frowned.

"Are you sick, aren't you? Don't drag us if you want to die! Get out of here! Don't even think about taking a ride, don't even think about it!"

The friendship between the American people is based on certain conditions.

For Wesley, for example.

If the person blocking the way is a beautiful girl with Hollywood dreams, he will "friendly" agree to the request for a ride, and provide her with "accommodation" service for her dreams.

As for the handsome Asian man in front of me...

Wesley has always believed that boys should go through more hardships for their dreams, and he is willing to provide them.

Wesley would even be happy to provide more hardship if he wasn't in a hurry to get back to doing something with the stone in his hand.

"A ride? No, I'm not looking for a ride."

"Not for a ride? Then get out of here too!"

Wesley cursed loudly.

He, Wesley, a TV star host who is about to rise, how can he have time to control you because of something!
"I came for a rock."

"Stone?"

Wesley's heart tightened.

"What kind of stone is not a stone? There are a lot of stones on the ground over there. You can pick them up yourself! Get the hell out of here now, do you hear me?"

He had a fierce look on his face.

"It seems that I didn't express it very clearly. What I'm looking for is an octagonal stone with a green snake pattern carved on the front."

The photographer Eisen's expression changed, and he whispered.

"Wesley, the owner has chased him out! Hurry up and return that stone to him!"

Snapped!
Wesley slapped Eisen on the head.

"Are you an idiot? Even if that stone belongs to the monastery, it belongs to the monastery. Is that guy a monk?"

Eisen froze for a moment, and he looked at the person in front of him.

Ok.

Have hair.

Not a monk.

What Wesley said seems to make sense?

"I don't know what stone you're talking about, get out of here quickly, do you hear me? Keep pestering me, hehe!"

Wesley sneered and took out a gun. As a location host running around, and in a country like the United States, how could he do without some tough guys?
"Did you see it? This is a real guy! If you don't leave, believe it or not, I'll shoot you in the head!"

"Can't we have a good chat? You have to shoot."

Fang Mu shook his head.

"Hmph! Are you scared? Why don't you hurry up and get out!"

Wesley raised his head arrogantly.

I didn't know, I thought he was the boss of the gang.

"look into my eyes."

An erratic voice suddenly entered his ears.

Wesley was furious.

"You really don't understand...OK."

His eyes suddenly became dull.

"Now, put the gun down."

"it is good."

Wesley put the gun down.

"Give me that rock."

Unknowingly, Fang Mu had arrived next to Wesley.

"it is good."

Like a marionette, Wesley directly took out the rising thing that he regarded as a treasure.

But the moment he handed it over, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly started to struggle.

"Stones, museums, well-known hosts..."

"What a hassle!"

Fang Mu frowned slightly.

His level of hypnosis is quite good due to several high-level martial arts, but after all, he has not been specially refined. It is enough for ordinary times, but when it comes to important things, it pales in comparison.

He looked at the end of the road, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Can't use extraordinary power!"

Turn around.

he said again.

"I am the curator of the museum, you just hand over that stone to me."

"Museum curator?"

As soon as Wesley's struggling expression relaxed, he was about to hand over the stone to Fang Mu.

"Hey~"

Photographer Eisen subconsciously opened his mouth to say something.

But before he could speak, a cold gaze came, and he immediately lowered his head like a quail.

He's just an ordinary photographer.

No one stopped him, and the snake charm fell into Fang Mu's hands smoothly.

"Discover the legendary skill, do you want to absorb it?"

"Yes!"

"Get legendary skills, stealth!"

(End of this chapter)