Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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On the street, Ye Chen scratched his head all the way.

As for buying a house in Youdu, it was just a thought before. You don't have to buy it. The whole thing is not good if you don't buy it.

Talking, Ye Chen turned and walked into a small pawnshop.

The shop owner was a fat old man. Ye Chen saw at first glance that his mouth jerked.

No wonder he did so, just because the old man was too lawless, the shape of his eyes was simply a skim, the whole was a "eight" shape, and it was an inverted eight character, not to mention his eyes of the eight shape, so His mouth, my mother is gone, smaller than her nails, because the old man is a monk. If he is a mortal, if he eats, he will not be anxious to death.

For some reason, Ye Chen has a strong impulse, that is, to straighten the old man's eight-character eyes and tear his little mouth a little, but this is just an impulse, just think about it.

"When something?" The old fat man glanced at Ye Chen.

"Eh, uh." Ye Chen responded, without hesitation, and passed directly to a storage bag, which basically contained the treasure of the three-eyed old man, and it was basically a dispensable baby.

"Baby is good, steal it!" The old man opened the storage bag.

"I don't have that ability ..." Ye Chen coughed.

"Three thousand source stones." The old man directly quoted the price without delving into it.

"This knife is for you, you can grab it!" Ye Chen dragged the storage bag back, and afterwards he stuffed the old man with a pig-killer, Sanqian Yuanshi, what about playing? Really think I ran out of the mountain stream?

"Don't worry! The price can be negotiated." The old man held Ye Chen.

"Ten thousand source stones."

"Come, return the knife, you go grab it!" The old man stared with a beard and stared at the pig killing knife.

"I'll see you later." Ye Chen didn't even think about it and turned to leave.

"Yes, I'm really afraid of you." The old man grabbed Ye Chen again, and then consciously took the storage bag in Ye Chen's hand over and stuffed it back with a 10,000 Yuan stone Storage bags.

"That's right!" Ye Chen grinned.

"I haven't seen you so bargain." The old man's face was dark, but he calculated it and made money.

"Well, ask you to find out where to buy a house." Ye Chen closed the storage bag and looked at the old man.

"Buy a house?" The old man heard Ye Chen, staring up and down with a stern look. "Boy, the quietest room in the city is 100,000 yuan. Are you sure you have so much money?"

"Stealing a few more times, there will always be."

"I love to hear these words, go left, turn left, turn left, go to Youlong Pavilion."

"Thank you very much." Ye Chen turned around immediately, and Liu Yaner disappeared.

"What's going on in this year." Looking at the direction where Ye Chen left, the old man scratched his head. "Lao Tzu was only 500 years old enough to buy a house in Youdu, and that kid was more than 100 years old and annoying. "

Out of the pawnshop, Ye Chen ran all the way.

According to the old man's left turn left turn left and then left, he stopped in front of a magnificent pavilion.

Seriously, there are still a lot of people who come to buy a house. The weakest ones are at the top of the heavens, and all are old guys. Depending on their age, the youngest are more than 500 years old.

Ye Chen's arrival attracted the attention of many people. Among so many people, he was the weakest and he was the youngest.

To those surprised eyes, Ye Chen ignored them.

He was received by an elder in purple clothes, both in dress and appearance, more normal than the pawnshop's old man.

"Little friend, how old is it." Elder Ziyi smiled slightly, but was surprised in his eyes. He had been the elder of Youdu for so many years, and it was the first time that Ye Chen had come to buy a house at such an age. He thought that Ye Chen was a person with a background.

"The lowest." Ye Chen smiled immediately.

"The house price is 100,000 yuan and the annual fee is 2,000 yuan. There are 100,000 yuan in total."

"Year ... an annual fee?" Ye Chen said for a moment, "What is the annual fee."

"You can think of it as the management fee of Youdu." The old man in purple clothes smiled gently.

"Can't turn it in."

"No."

"True pit." Ye Chen slandered in his heart, but he still took out the storage bag. Who made this place? Even if it receives five thousand more, it is time to pay it back. In a world of strength, the weak have no right to speak.

"Name." The old man in purple has taken out a jade card.

"Ye Chen."

"Falling flowers and flying leaves, Haoyu Xingchen, good name." The old man in purple clothing smiled, while engraving Ye Chen's name on the jade plate, and then placed a variety of prohibitions, others can not copy.

"The name sounds good," Ye Chen said again.

"Nine five twenty-seven, this is your room." The old man in purple clothing handed the carved jade plate to Ye Chen.

"Thank you seniors." Ye Chen turned around and walked out of the Youlong Pavilion with the jade sign. As for the number 9257, it is needless to say that it is the room number, and it is also a space coordinate.

Out of Youlong Pavilion, Ye Chen went straight to his real estate according to the space coordinates.

However, walking on the street, the monks coming and going looked at him differently, because of the jade card hanging around Ye Chen's waist, it was a real estate token, although it was only inferior, but it was also a room.

Ye Chen clearly felt those eyes, with envy, envy and wonder.

Regarding these, Ye Chen's usual style is to ignore it. What he wants now is to go to the real estate and then look for the reincarnated person on it.

After making a big bend, Ye Chen walked into a winding path.

Youdu is really brave, both sides of the trail are full of spirit flowers and weeds, each shining brilliantly, are extraordinary things, more than 90% of them are extinct, there are so many, he has not seen Too.

This way, his eyes flashed, but he did not dare to pick.

These spirit flowers and weeds are forbidden, otherwise they have been robbed by the monks. This alone proves the strength of the Suzaku family. If you owe one or two plants, the consequences should not be too good.

I don't know how long before, Ye Chen stopped slightly.

This is a land of birds and flowers, with streams and rivers, old trees and vines, quiet and elegant.

There are many steles here. At least there are hundreds of them, three feet tall and neatly arranged in a row. The middle of each stele is ten feet apart, and the room number is engraved on each stele.

Ye Chen scratched his head with a strange expression.

I do not know why, the hundreds of neat steles look like tombstones.

Tombstones too!

Ye Chengan coughed and stopped in front of the most central stone monument, which was engraved with the room number of 9257.

Huh?

Before he entered, Ye Chen sniffed lightly. \ '