The Daily Life of the Immortal King

So ... Is this a treasure?

In many cases, Taichu Xuanjing was accompanied by a meteor falling from the universe. The texture is very special. It is difficult to detect this substance by general quality inspection methods. And it is very easy for many materials manufacturers to confuse Taixuan Xuanjing with ordinary Xuanjing.

Like this stone ghost face, Wang Ling saw the quality inspection report from the customer service, which clearly stated that this stone ghost face is made of 75% high-grade Xuanjing and 25% Made of elastic resin.

However, Rao is such an ordinary mask without any function, and it still costs 600 Chinese yuan if the merchant does not know that the mask contains the element of primordial crystal.

Although Wang Ling knew that it was not a loss to buy a stone ghost face made of Taichu Xuanjing for these six hundred Chinese yuan. But after summing up a thousand yuan of pocket money a month, it is still a little expensive after all.

Seeing that Wang Ling was still hesitant, the customer service gave Wang Ling a dithering window: "Are you still friends?"

Wang Ling responded with a question mark: "?"

"If Taoyou thinks the price is not suitable, you can discuss it with us ... we can sell it cheaply. Well, of course, I will not tell Taoyou that this mask will bring bad luck!"

Wang Ling: "!?"

"Oh ... I'm wrong, sorry. What I want to say is good luck."

"..."

Who do you lie to? Acting skills can no longer be exaggerated! ?

In the end, Wang Ling threatened with bad service reviews, and the customer service finally told the truth: "At the beginning, this stone ghost face was bought in the hands of a mask dealer. Because the shape is more unique, our boss likes it very much. But since this mask After hanging on the store, the sales level of our store has plummeted ... Our boss feels that the store's business must be cursed by this stone ghost face. "

Wang Ling stared at this stone ghost face for a while. Except for a bit chic appearance, there were no other abnormal shapes.

But there are no specific issues, you have to wait until you get the hands to know.

In fact, Wang Ling is still a fun-loving person.

After all, how invincible ... how lonely ...

Seeing that there was no news from Wang Ling, the customer service was anxious again: "This Taoist ... the price is good to discuss, you can ask for a price!"

Although Wang Ling was hesitant about the curse of the stone ghost face, but seeing the eager sales attitude of the customer service, Wang Ling felt that most of what the customer service said would not be false, at least after the seller bought the stone ghost face mask from the dealer. It did cause a lot of trouble.

After comprehensive consideration, Wang Ling sent a number to customer service ...

The customer service girl saw a solitary 5 in the chat window, and the whole person was also shocked: "This Taoist, are you sure ... you didn't hit a zero?" If it is 50, the customer service can still understand, It's a cursed mask, after all, just sell it cheaply ... but Nima! five yuan! Do you think Tamar buys crispy noodles? ?

The customer service girl waited for five minutes in front of the chat window ... Now the **** customer who has not changed his mind, suddenly feels disappointed.

Of course, Wang Ling didn't walk away, just sitting calmly with arms folded and waiting for a reply from the customer service girl. Wang Ling learned this trick from her mother. In the past, Wang Wang often used this trick when she was shopping or shopping, and the hawkers who were killed were caught by surprise. At this time, it is patience and mental capacity ...

After nearly ten minutes of confrontation, on the other side, the customer service girl finally lost: "Okay! Five for five! The troubled friend confirms the delivery address."

As a result, the customer service did not expect that Wang Ling was silent again ...

The customer service girl gave Wang Ling a crying expression: "Dao, shouldn't you regret it?"

Wang Ling was silent, and typed four words in the chat window: remember to post.

Bag ... Free shipping? !! Even if you buy it for five yuan, you still need to mail it! The customer service girl feels that her three views must be refreshed. What kind of customer is this? Although the customer is God ... but such a rude God, this customer service girl really sees her for the first time.

Lying down! Cheating! The customer service girl thought very sadly ...

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The third Saturday and the beginning of school, near five o'clock in the evening.

Wang Ling felt that he had done a lot of things today, made up missing knowledge points, completed missing homework, and smashed an underground laboratory that was not intended for himself ... just bought the mask online. Wang Ling felt that he finally let go of another thing. Then just wait for that weird pair of stone ghost faces to SF mail over.

Such days are quite fulfilling, but Wang Ling always feels tired ...

Here, Wang Da and Lie Mengmeng are still holding a small meeting to implement some of the details of the new book. On the other side, Mother Wang also came to the second floor and knocked on the door of Wang Ling's room: "Shit, get ready! Change into handsome clothes, let's go out to the restaurant at night."

Wang Ling: "..." going out?

In Wang Ling's cognition, judging from the family style of the Wang family, there is rarely a habit of going out. More because of Wang Ling's sake. Wang's parents are worried that going out with the king's order will add trouble to the hotel, so the Wang family's eating out every year is comparable to spring and autumn trips in the school. Generally, only on the New Year's Day or Wang Ling's birthday, the parents will bleed once and take Wang Ling for a good meal. In normal times, he suddenly went to a restaurant for dinner. Wang Ling knew which relative was Bacheng.

Facts have proved that Wang Ling's hunch was right.

About half an hour later, Wang Ling felt with spiritual knowledge that an old man was riding a tricycle at the door of the original villa of a barren villa near the deserted one, and squeaked towards the door of the villa.

The old man's physique was a little fat, and he seemed to be struggling to ride a tricycle. He wore an old-fashioned black cloth cap on his head, and a black cloth jersey and teal cotton robe. The fear was that he would fall without notice.

The old man was squatting on his back, holding his hands on his knees, breathing a few breaths, squinting his shoulders, and moving his lower bones. Then slowly came behind the tricycle, untied the rope, and finally lifted the white cloth covering the tricycle. There was a car full of apples on the tricycle ...

The mother Wang had originally collected clothes at the entrance of the villa, and when she saw the slightly fat figure appearing at the door, she quickly greeted her: "Hey, dad! Why did you come here on a tricycle? You call me, I Let Wang Jiao pick you up! "

Father Wang touched his head: "... Wang Jiao? Who is Wang Jiao ..."

"Wang Jiao is your son ..."

Wang Ma sighed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The old man's Alzheimer's disease comes from the beginning, it is really getting more and more careless.

"Oh! Right! My son!"

Mr. Wang patted his head and pointed to the apple behind him: "Do I still have a grandson named Jing Ke? Nei, this orange is the one I brought to my grandson. Do you remember to take it ..."

Mother Wang: "..."

Wang Ling: "..."

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