Chapter 184 (1/2)

In the Xishan temple, Zhitong looked at the waste with a bad face. He was in a bad mood.

His gloomy face showed that his anger was on the verge of bursting.

Idleness couldn't help trembling in his heart. At the moment, he wanted to escape. There was no way to escape, so he walked hard, but he reserved a certain distance for safety.

”Master, who made you angry?”

Shanshan's smiling face and words of caution didn't change Zhitong's face. Anyway, it was more gloomy, just like the moment when there was going to be a rainstorm that day.

”You stinky boy, where's my century old wine?”

Sure enough, this is it!

The wasted heart sank, and the smile on his face was more flattering: ”master, I took out the century old wine. Didn't you agree at that time?”

”Hum! At that time, I just agreed that you take it out to make face, drink up to two kilograms and bring it back to me, but now, what about the remaining eight kilograms of century old wine? ” Zhitong looked at the waste with empty hands, and the cloud on his face directly turned into black and purple. His eyes were even more angry, mixed with reluctance to give up.

”Cough...” I'm very nervous about wasting, but I'm also very helpless.

In the heart, it is a depressed sigh: love face to kill people!

Although Sighing like this, we still have to find a way to get through the current crisis.

Looking at the anger that Shifu was about to burst out in a moment, the wasted time suddenly turned his palm. Unexpectedly, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Shifu.

Zhitong's anger was critical, but when he saw the sudden move of waste, he was stunned. He glanced at it quickly, which made him suddenly stagnate.

”This, this is true?”

”Master, how can I deceive you about this kind of thing? If you really don't believe it, you can call and ask manager he of the rich auction house. His phone number is written on it.” When he saw that his strange move worked, he was immediately happy and hurried to strike the iron in the heat.

”Master, do you know the price of this red pill on the black market?”

”How much?” Zhitong's heart moved. He took three bottles of red elixir. Although he gave a bottle to Du Juan and another bottle was reserved for abbess Zhixian, there was still one bottle left.

”Guess.” He smiled and stretched out a finger at the master.

”Ten thousand?” Zhitong's eyes lit up immediately. Is the value of Hongyan pill too high? A grain of ten thousand, you can sell a whole bottle, that's one hundred thousand!

In this way, I will be rich again!

”Less.” The idle smile is more mysterious and proud, and has taken advantage of Zhitong's distraction to put away his list.

”100000?” Zhitong's heart has surged up with waves. If one grain is 100000, then ten grains are one million. He... Ha ha

He couldn't help laughing, but the wasted finger still swayed in front of him, which made him stunned and his face fell in an instant.

”Why, not 100000?”

”It's a 1.2 million grain!” At the same time, his people had taken advantage of Zhitong's shock and consternation, but they turned and left.

If you don't go now, when will you stay!