Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Next to the revelation page on the table, the old man placed an exquisite puppet pendant.

The shopkeeper looked at him strangely, but after a cursory glance, the strange eyes flashed, and he understood clearly in his heart.

This pendant is not particularly special, and it lacks energy, so it is obviously incomplete.

However, even if it is incomplete, its power and effect are still better than the broken bowl of hunger, and its value is higher.

It is more than enough for delivering tasks.

However, if it had not seen the revelation page and the old man submitted the pendant, it might have accepted it directly without any hesitation.

At least, if the value is more than three thousand coins, the treasure house will not lose money.

But at this moment, I have already seen the special wonder of the revelation page, and when I look at these objects again, I instantly feel very little interest.

Regardless of the efficacy or value, there is a huge difference between the two and there is no comparison at all.

So, after looking away, the shopkeeper was strangely unwilling to give up. With a smile on his face, he persuaded, "Old sir, if you submit this yellow paper, the task will be completed. Why do you need another one?"

"How much the same?"

When the commoner old man heard this, he frowned and was very unhappy.

The old ghost opposite him deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and actually wanted to cheat him with another thing. This was all money - it was money!

Being taken advantage of is more painful than having your flesh cut.

He immediately reached out and took the yellow paper back from the table unceremoniously, put it back into his arms, and hummed, "It's not that different, I only submit this pendant... The yellow paper is just for you to see, so that you can gain insights."

The action wasn't very fast, and the shopkeeper was weird and didn't stop him the whole time.

After all, the object belongs to the trialer until it is determined to be submitted to the treasure building. As the owner of the treasure building, it cannot rob it.

However, when it saw such treasures being held back in its arms... its eyes stared straight at it, its face full of reluctance and bitterness.

"He did an extraordinary job."

Lin Fan smiled helplessly.

The performance of the commoner old man was all due to his instruction and command in the middle of the night on the dark street.

The purpose is to further establish the image, convince and intimidate the strange shopkeeper, and facilitate the subsequent request for the contracted strange pupil.

As for why Lin Fan can't do it himself.

Just because at the beginning, the person who got the attention of the weird shopkeeper was the commoner old man. If someone else were to replace him, it would not be worth the loss.

To ensure nothing goes wrong, the old man in common clothes was chosen to do it.

But the current operation was far beyond Lin Fan's expectations - he had told the old man to refuse to submit the revelation page, but not in such a way that he deserved a beating.

Shit, really too shitty.

He was just a bystander, but he wanted to go up and punch the old man twice.

However, the effect was pretty good. The strange shopkeeper's expression changed obviously. He was stunned for a long moment, and then he slowly said, "Are you sure? If this object is worth less than three thousand ghost coins..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a hint of threat and coldness attached to it.

Although, it already knew that this half of the strange prop was worth more than three thousand ghost coins.

However, the other party may not know... You must know that if you fail to complete the task, the result of failure is death!

Living people may not have the courage to take this gamble.

For this reason, it deliberately mentioned it again, hoping that the tension and uneasiness would overwhelm the old man's reason and make him hand over the Yellow Pages of Prophecy again.

Hearing this, the old man in common clothes was indeed a little panicked. After all, his life was at stake in this task.

Unnoticeably, he glanced at Lin Fan, and when he received a slight nod in response, he felt completely relieved.

Since my brother said it was okay, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Then, obviously distracted, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think I... would make such a mistake?"

hiss--

The shopkeeper took a strange breath, looked a bit numb, and laughed to himself, "I've been rude again... with the old gentleman's eyesight, he would definitely not make such a mistake."

After saying that, it shook its head helplessly.

Ordinary trialists, regardless of high or low, will only submit them to the treasure house in exchange for a chance of survival.

If you were a slightly more capable trialist, in order to ensure your survival, you would still not dare to gamble even if you knew that the object was valuable and you might lose money if you submitted it.

But when encountering such an extraordinary trialist, whose eyesight is even better than it, naturally he will not let Baolou take such a huge advantage.

I have no choice but to focus on the pendant.

"This object is not bad. It seals a strange thing... but the soul is missing and it is not complete."

After looking at it for a while, the weird shopkeeper announced the value in a faint voice, "For a complete piece, Baolou can bid nine thousand ghost notes."

At this point, it looked at the old man in cloth clothes and urged, "So... can the old man take out the other half now?"

"What else can I get?"

The commoner old man pointed at the table, "This is the object I want to submit, nothing else."

"what for?"

The shopkeeper was obviously puzzled, with a hint of anger on his face, "There is at least one requirement for the trial mission!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan, who had been watching the show, showed a playful smile.

The preparations I made when I first entered the treasure house are just in use now.

So, he echoed aloud, "The task requirements are not at least one, but there is no limit on the quantity. It is what you said personally!"

"That's right!"

The commoner old man nodded hurriedly.

The weird shopkeeper was a little angry, and his majestic aura was cold and terrifying. It was really unbearable for him alone.

Fortunately, my brother spoke up at the right time to attract attention and relieve the pressure.

"I see."

The shopkeeper fell strangely silent, and he just woke up from a dream.

No wonder, at the beginning, the other party deliberately asked if there was any limit on the number of objects submitted for the task.

In order to be able to collect a few more items from the hands of the trialists, the White Wolf deliberately proposed that there be no limit - one item is fine, or multiple items are acceptable.

Anyway, the task requirement is only one, and it says there are no restrictions, so it is not considered a fabrication, it can only be said to be a concealment.

As a result, he was exploited in reverse, and only half of the strange props were handed over for delivery.

He tried to trick the tester but failed, and instead he was tricked by the tester. This was really the first time.

It's like moving a rock and hitting yourself in the foot... and smashing it to pieces!

Although you don't want to, what you say will be effective. Even if you are used, you can only admit defeat.

"Been taught a lesson!"

The weird shopkeeper almost gritted his teeth and handed over to the old man in civilian clothes. He was respectful and angry, and had no choice but to do so.

"This pendant... is only half of the weird props, and its effect is greatly reduced. It is equivalent to [-] ghost coins."

"The excess amount is [-] ethereal coins... Your Excellency will share [-]% of it and receive a reward of [-] ethereal coins."

"Are you sure to submit it to Treasure Tower?"

uh-huh?

Hearing this, the old man in common clothes felt a little resentful.

We just agreed on the amount of money that would be used to apologize, why didn't we add it this time?

Although it is only a small amount of 3 yuan, it can be converted into cash, which is [-] yuan!

Sure enough, Baolou can make money, and the other party is smiling; if Baolou is not allowed to make money, the issue will not be mentioned directly.

I wanted to give a warning, but seeing that the shopkeeper was acting strangely and holding back his anger, the old man swallowed his words.

Forget it, we are all of the same age, so as not to hurt the harmony.

And if these words were found out by the shopkeeper, he would really be furious.

——You are of the same age as me, are you noble?

Commoner old man: I'm 68, halfway into the earth!

——I am 680 years old, and my corpse is in a state of ashes!