I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

I don't know the price of this kind of thing. At first, I thought it was worth two to three million yuan at most. I didn't expect the housekeeper Jinda to offer 300 million yuan. It was indeed beyond my expectation.

Although I was happy in my heart, I didn't show it. Instead, I said with some disappointment: "Housekeeper Jin, this is a good thing that our brothers have worked so hard to get. It's only 800 million, which is not enough for our brothers to share. Can you raise it a bit more?"

Butler Jin looked very embarrassed, and said to me: "Master Wu, it's not that I don't give you a high price. This Eight Treasures and Seven Skills Linked Heart Box is indeed a good thing. It's an ingenious and ingenious craft, but this thing has a price but no market. Someone has to buy it, that is, my Wanluozong has a wide network and many friends, so it is possible to sell it. If you just change to another one, they will not dare to accept it. This treasure has a collection value... ...Master Wu, I'm not the kind of person who is just talking about it, how about it, the price is 900 million yuan, if you think it's suitable, just give me this thing, put it with Xiaohua, and I'll send someone to pick it up."

"Butler Jin is really straightforward. If that's the case, I'll give you the Eight Treasures and Seven Skills Connecting Heart Box. If there is business in the future, we will contact you again." I said with a smile.

"Master Wu, have you guys been to Changbai Mountain recently? This Eight Treasures and Seven Skills Linked Heart Box seems to belong to the brothers of the Jin family in Korea." The butler Jin suddenly asked again.

Hearing this, I was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the news about the butler Jin Da was well-informed, and he had already received the news before we arrived at the courtyard.

Needless to say, Mr. Qiao must have tipped him off.

I have to say that Mr. Qiao is an old man.

He probably knew that we had something to sell to Wan Luozong, so he greeted Steward Jin in advance.

There is also the most important question, which makes me think carefully.

Third Master Qiao contacted Steward Jin, most likely to monitor us, whether he sold the old mountain ginseng in his hand to Wan Luozong.

Although the sloppy Taoist said that the old ginseng was not on us, Mr. Qiao must be very suspicious.

As long as we sell the old mountain ginseng to Wan Luozong, Mr. Qiao will definitely know about it.

Although he couldn't say anything, this beam must have been settled.

This kind of natural and earthly treasure can only be sold at a good price if it is sold to Wan Luozong.

It seems that we can't sell this old mountain ginseng, we still have to find Eighth Master to refine it, maybe it can increase some cultivation bases for all of us.

Facing the questioning of Butler Jin, I did not deny it. After exchanging polite greetings with him, I hung up the phone.

Everyone heard the conversation I had with Steward Jin.

The sloppy Taoist priest was the happiest one, and said with a smile, "I never thought that a broken urn could sell for 900 million yuan. At first I thought it was not a good thing, so I was going to smash it."

"It's a good thing you didn't smash it, otherwise we wouldn't have much money this trip." Brother Gu said from the side.

Seeing that I was frowning and looking a little unhappy, Chi Lang asked from the side: "Angkor, why are you unhappy when this thing sells for so much money?"

I sighed, and briefly told the big guy what I thought about Mr. Qiao and Wan Luozong.

Hearing my analysis, several people couldn't help feeling a little worried.

However, the sloppy Taoist waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Luo is cautious, good at dancing, and only seeks money. He is quite decent. Even if he knows that the old ginseng is on us, it's fine. He doesn't have the ability to trouble us. Besides, I gave him more than 1000 million things, and he is still very satisfied. He just wanted to confirm that the old ginseng is on us. As long as we don't sell the old ginseng to Wan Luo Zong, nothing happened, we will still be good friends when we meet in the future."

"It seems that I can only find Eighth Master to refine the old mountain ginseng, do you have any opinions?" I glanced at everyone.

The big guys shook their heads one after another, expressing that they had no opinion.

Chi Lang was a little dazed, not knowing what was going on, and sat there motionless.

"Do you have an opinion, kid?" I looked at him.

"No...no objection, when Brother Chiwen said it was the first time he was working, he didn't divide my belongings, so I thought I didn't need to agree." Chi Lang said naively.

"He won't give it if he says he won't give it? This time I'll make the decision and give you a share. After all, you have put in a lot of effort this time. It's the first time you work, and you have to be rewarded." I said with a smile.

"Ah...you really have me?" Chi Lang was a little incredulous.

"Chilang, you get along with us slowly. At the beginning, I also regarded money as dung. Take it slowly. After hanging out with them for a long time, I found that it is quite exciting. Making money is also addictive, and I will understand later. "Brother Gu patted Chi Lang on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Chi Lang touched his head and giggled aside, not knowing what to say.

Not to mention, when we first met Chi Lang, we felt that this guy was really not a thing. He was arrogant, well-born, with upturned nostrils, and seemed to disregard anyone. But after getting along for a while, we found that other people It's not bad, the reason why he was like that at the beginning is because he met us late.

Talking all the way, we returned to the courtyard.

In the magic circle of the Jin family brothers in Changbai Mountain, we also rescued a girl named Yang Siyue, who also belonged to Yanbei.

Just on the way, we brought her back.

This woman was frightened a lot, and after being brought out by us, she didn't speak much, as if she was frightened out of her wits.

At this time, when we arrived at the courtyard, we remembered this girl named Yang Siyue. The slovenly Taoist priest leaned over and asked, "Miss sister, you said before that your family is from Yanbei. Where do you live? Let me take you home?"

Yang Siyue still had some fear in her eyes, she glanced at the few of us, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Lao Luo, don't scare people, you are too ugly, let me ask."

As I said that, I also leaned over and asked, "Miss, where do you live?"

Unexpectedly, just as I asked, Yang Siyue suddenly burst into tears, like crying loudly.

"You're not as good as me, kid. You made people cry. It looks like you're uglier than me." The sloppy Taoist gave me a blank look.

"This...is this really Yanbei? I came back alive?" Yang Siyue looked at us while crying.

Good guy, this brain circuit is big enough. I didn't realize it until I got off the plane and arrived at the center of Yanbei.

"That's right, this is Yanbei. You're home and safe." Brother Gu said with a smile.