The Invincible Immortal Venerable of the City

Chapter 243 Mysterious Man

"It should be true."

The man called Uncle Gu looked serious and said slowly: "The drunken plum blossoms once every ten years to make tea for a hundred years. This time, if you dare to speak to Lu Shouhai from the Colosseum, it must be true." .”

"Although Xianhe County is a remote place, Lu Shouhai still has some means. His own strength is in the realm of pseudo-King Kong, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the fifth-rank King Kong and becoming a real King Kong. By."

"Miss, if you can get that drunken plum plant, take it home, and dedicate it to the old man, it will surely make the old man happy for a while."

When he said this, Gu Xiuran looked at the girl sitting next to him, with love in his eyes: "The drunken mountain plum is said to be the best spiritual tea that grows from the branches of the Shentu tea tree."

"The 50-year-old Drunken Mountain Plum can prolong life by half a year for ordinary people. It is like an ordinary body cold and stomach pain, and it can be completely recovered simply."

"The 200-year-old drunken plum is known as a magic medicine that can hold the breath of the dead with a bowl of tea. What's more, this [-]-year-old drunken plum has even stronger effects. One sip may even make people a few years younger."

The girl was a little stunned when she heard this, and asked curiously while eating the lollipop: "Since this drunken plum has such a magical effect, how could that Lu Shouhai be willing to take out this drunken plum?"

"Why doesn't he keep it for himself?"

The girl looked curious.

Lu Beasthai is the owner of the Colosseum.

She knows that there are some people in this world who regard money as dung, not to mention that compared with real strength, I am afraid that stronger strength is what they are after.

Since that Lu Beast Sea is a powerhouse in the pseudo-Diamond Realm, it is common sense that this Drunken Mountain Plum should be of great benefit to his strength improvement.

"Not everyone's goal is to improve their strength. In fact, Lu Shouhai can only keep his Colosseum going if he keeps producing interesting things."

"The gambling in the Colosseum is not money, but points."

"Every month, Lu Beasthai will take out a part of the things and put them on the fighting beast score table. The things on the score table can only be exchanged with points."

Speaking of this, Gu Xiuran pondered slightly: "Points are exchanged for money, but this is also limited."

"It costs [-] yuan to redeem ten points at a time."

"It takes 100 million to redeem [-] points at a time.

"It takes 1000 million to redeem [-] points at a time."

"It takes [-] million to redeem [-] points at a time."

"Exchanging fifty points at a time will cost one billion."

Gu Xiuran spoke lightly, with a calm voice.

"One billion!"

Hearing this, the girl opened her eyes wide and shook her head: "Then he can make a lot of money?"

"Of course, Lu Beasthai can collect all kinds of strange things, and the financial resources consumed are naturally huge." Gu Xiuran smiled slightly.

"Everyone has only one redemption opportunity per day, and the redeemed points will be cleared and settled at the end of the day."

"In other words, if someone takes a fancy to that Drunken Mountain Plum, they need to obtain enough points within a day, that is, rely on the betting beast. After winning the points, they can be exchanged at once. Otherwise, the Drunken Mountain Plum It will always be on the standings."

After Gu Xiuran finished speaking, he looked at the surprised face of the girl next to him, and smiled slightly: "So, we are here this time, it can be regarded as trying our luck, everything can't be forced, we can get the best, even if we can't get it , and don’t be unwilling.”

Lin Yi sat in the back row, listening to the words of the two people in front of him, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

If it is based on that algorithm, then such a Colosseum does have enough financial resources to collect various things.

"A 200-year-old drunken plum?"

Lin Yi muttered to himself.

"Hey, hey, the guy in front gives way!"

In a somewhat quiet car, the driver who was driving in front suddenly honked the car horn, cursing with dissatisfaction on his face: "I want to die, don't stop me on my way! Idiot!"

A quick brake.

Halfway through the bus, the bus stopped suddenly.

Under the action of inertia, Dongzi, who was not sitting still, directly hit the head of the seat in front of him.

Gu Xiuran stretched out his hand, and gently grabbed the girl who exclaimed and leaned forward.

"what's going on."

The girl raised her head and looked forward.

"Bad luck! I ran into a coffin bearer here in the middle of the night! Damn it!"

The driver opened the window next to him cursingly, poked his head out, and yelled at the outside: "Hurry up! Get out of the way!"

"Oh, what are you doing!"

In front of the car, two men in black robes were carrying a small coffin and standing in the middle of the road.

Hearing the driver's words, instead of leaving, they turned their heads, walked towards the bus with the coffin on their shoulders, and stood in front of the bus door.

"I have a bad temper! If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude! Damn it!"

The driver looked angry. He has been running this road for many years, and he has never encountered anyone who wanted to carry a coffin into his car.

The smaller the place, the more secretive it is about such things.

Seeing those people standing in front of the door and refusing to leave, the driver unbuttoned his seat belt, dug out from under the driver's seat, pulled out an iron rod, and beat them with the iron rod.

"The driver here is still carrying iron bars with him?"

The girl was slightly taken aback while eating the lollipop.

"Troublesome people come out of the poor mountains and rivers, and the folk customs in this place have always been tough."

Gu Xiuran opened his mouth softly, but his eyes were fixed on the bottom of the car door, looking at the two people carrying the coffin, his brows were slightly frowned.

An ominous premonition rose from the bottom of Gu Xiuran's heart.

At this moment, the sky outside the sky is getting late, and the sun is setting on the west mountain.

Surrounded by lush mountains and forests, there are old cement roads behind and forward.

With an iron bar in his hand, the driver opened the door and got out of the car.

The two people who carried the coffin were not very tall. At first glance, they looked about 1.6 meters five.

The coffin carried between them is not very big, it is only 1.5 meters in front and back. On the top of the coffin board, a skull flower is carved. The flower is slightly blooming, and deep in the stamen is a twisted, eyeless person face, smiling slightly.

"Damn, don't you understand! Get out of the way!"

The driver looked at the two, holding the iron rod tightly in his hand.

"Take a car and go to Wanhe County."

One of them looked up, pale, looked at the driver, and spoke in a dry voice, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, or like a broken gong.

"Go to your mother's Wanhe County! Get out of here! If you don't get out, be careful that I will kill you!"

The driver stared, swearing loudly, with a fierce face.

The driver is 1.8 meters tall, his arms are thicker than the calves of the two guys in front of him, and he is full of momentum.

(End of this chapter)