The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 379 Bronze Mask
Although the man's voice was low, Gao Qiang who was standing not far away could hear it clearly.

He suddenly became interested and stopped, intending to see how Wu Zhenhai would answer.

The others also looked at Wu Zhenhai, their eyes full of expectation.

"Hey, I met a young genius doctor who cured my illness with acupuncture, but unexpectedly opened up a meridian by accident."

Wu Zhenhai smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know, that kid almost killed me at that time, if I hadn't been determined, you really wouldn't have seen me."

"Oh, so it is."

The man was a little disappointed, and nodded in disappointment, then squeezed out a smile, and complimented: "Haha, you are fine now, this is a blessing in disguise."

"Yeah, how about luck, haha." Wu Zhenhai laughed.

This old thing, arranged indiscriminately, I have to clean it up later!
Gao Qiang secretly smiled inwardly, shook his head, walked to the side, and began to turn around in the arena.

He has already entered the seventh level of Qi Refining, and after reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, he can try to control things with his spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, he came this time mainly to find a magic weapon to prepare for the upcoming ninth level of Qi refining.

But he turned around and found that most of these people were selling dilapidated antiques, such as compasses with missing corners, old Buddha statues and so on.

It looks old, but they are all dead things without the slightest spirituality.

Gao Qiang frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, he felt relieved. It would be really strange if magical artifacts were so easy to find in the Dharma-ending era.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in rustic clothes took out a dark object and carefully placed it on the table.

Gao Qiang walked over to take a look, and found that it was actually a copper mask, which was black and covered with dark green patina.

He looked up and asked, "Can I see it?"

The seller is a middle-aged man, his face is full of gullies after wind and frost, he thought he was an old farmer in the Northwest, he looked very simple and honest, but his mung bean eyes kept moving.

He looked at Gao Qiang, smiled and said, "Look, just look at it."

Gao Qiang nodded, picked up the mask and put it in front of his eyes.

The mask is cold in the hand, and the surface is very rough. When you put it in your hand, you can feel something flowing inside.

After Gao Qiang performed the Niantu technique, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

This turned out to be a magic weapon!
He didn't know how to use it yet, so he didn't dare to use his true energy to test it, for fear that some vision would happen and people would notice it.

Gao Qiang didn't ask the price directly, but instead asked, "What's the use of this thing?"

The middle-aged man showed a simple and honest smile again, and said: "I don't know much about this, you can see for yourself."

"Uh, what do you think?"

Gao Qiang pretended not to care, flipped through it casually, and said, "How much can I pay?"

"You look at it."

The middle-aged man still smiled honestly, but a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Gao Qiang sneered secretly in his heart, it seemed that he really didn't know the function of the mask, but it didn't prevent him from killing himself severely.

"It's just a decoration when you take it back. You should decide the price. I'll buy it if the price is right. If it's too expensive, forget it."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and stretched out five fingers.

Gao Qiang was taken aback, and deliberately asked, "Five thousand?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said angrily, "I'm talking about 500 million."

"500? Why don't you grab it?"

Gao Qiang put the mask on the table, didn't even bother to talk about the price, turned around and left.

"Hey, brother, the price can be negotiated."

"Can we talk?"

Gao Qiang stopped and looked back at the middle-aged man.

"Can talk, definitely can talk, ha ha."

The middle-aged man squeezed out a smile. He really wanted to make a big killing, but seeing Gao Qiang was about to leave, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

He took this bronze mask and went to several exchange meetings, but no one was willing to buy it, and no one even asked for the price.

How could he let go of someone he wanted to buy after finally meeting one.

Gao Qiang pondered for a moment, and said, "Then let's say 1 yuan. I'll just take 1 yuan away."

"Ten thousand? You..."

The middle-aged man's face darkened immediately, "Brother, are you here to make trouble?"

"Hey, it doesn't make sense for you to say that."

Gao Qiang frowned and said, "You can talk about it."

The middle-aged man said with an ugly face: "The price can be negotiated, but you don't talk like that. I want 500 million, and you give me 1 yuan instead?"

"Can't you sell it for 1 yuan?"

"Can't sell!"

"Forget it, I won't buy it."

"Wait a minute, you can give me some more. When I received this item, it cost 20 yuan."

Gao Qiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "You received 20, but you asked for 500 million?"

"Hey, you want to make some money." The middle-aged man smiled.

After a lot of arguing between the two, the deal was finally settled at a price of 25. After transferring the account quickly, the middle-aged man packed his things and walked outside.

Gao Qiang looked at the bronze mask in his hand, sniffed it in front of his nose, and a strong earthy smell hit his face.

He frowned, looked up at the middle-aged man's back, and with a slight movement in his heart, he took out his mobile phone and called Sun Quanfu.

"A middle-aged man dressed as an old farmer from the Northwest went out, follow him and keep an eye on him."

"Okay, Mr. Gao."

Tracking the middle-aged man was just a temporary idea, because Gao Qiang felt that the bronze mask might have come out of the soil.

Since the bronze mask can be dug up in that place, will there be other magical treasures?
He didn't pay too much attention to it. After arranging for Sun Quanfu to stare at people, he put away the bronze mask, wandered around the venue casually, and found a table to sit down.

He took out the jade bottles containing Qi and blood pills, put them on the table, and began to lean on the chair and close his eyes to rest.

The Wu family felt that the original small medicine bottles were a bit shabby, so they specially asked someone to order these few bottles.

Gao Qiang didn't care about this, so he just followed them.

After a while, the number of people in the venue gradually increased, and the atmosphere became a little lively.

Several young men and women walked up to Gao Qiang at this moment, and one of them asked, "What's in this bottle?"

Gao Qiang opened his eyes, and found that the person who was asking the question was a young man in his 20s. He looked like he had practiced for several years, but his footsteps were weak, his eyes were swollen, and his kung fu had obviously been wasted.

He looked at the girl in Brother Gongzi's arms again, and he understood it, and said with a smile:
"The elixir contained in it can replenish qi and blood and enhance power, 300 million pills, no bargaining."

When the woman heard this, her hair exploded, and she said sharply, "300 million? Go grab it!"

Why does this sound so familiar?

Gao Qiang's face turned dark, and he explained patiently: "This elixir of mine can not only warm and nourish qi and blood, but also increase power. It is a rare and good product."

The woman pursed her lips and said, "Still increasing your skills? Do you think you are the master of the God of Medicine Valley? Look at yourself, do you seem to be someone who can refine that kind of elixir?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, there are too many sellers of pills, and they all say that their pills can increase power."

"At any exchange meeting, you can meet a few liars..."

Several friends of Brother Gongzi thought that Gao Qiang was a liar, but his own eyes lit up, and he asked, "Can it really warm and nourish Qi and blood?"

(End of this chapter)