The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 101 Guangzong Yaozu (4500)

  Zhong Guoqing sat in the store with his legs crossed, drinking cheap Erguotou, and glanced at the two people: "Which one of you wants to appraise the treasure? There is a curse stone hanging at the door, go and touch it yourself to test the pollution degree."

   "Sorry, this is a rule set by the third master."

  Zhong Li smiled politely, and looked at the father-son duo who looked opposite: "If the pollution is serious, it is not suitable for appraising treasures. Once it is out of control or deformed, it will cause trouble for everyone."

  A black stone covered with strange spells hangs at the door of the store, as smooth as a pebble.

   I don’t know how many people have touched the hanging here.

  Jing Ci smiled and said: "Understood, as long as you give me money, I can't go to Heiyun City Walled City recently, everyone's life is hard, I will get some money to buy some supplements for my father."

  He held the curse stone casually, but the stone trembled slightly, but there was no reaction.

  On the wheelchair, Huaiyin closed her eyes and rested her mind, as if she had fallen asleep.

  Gu Jianlin brought the bookman to the store, and there was no unnecessary reaction.

   Obviously, these two people are obviously here to have fun.

  Gu Jianlin heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it doesn't affect his plan.

   Then he heard a plop.

   Shuweng's legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

  If it weren't for Gu Jianlin's quick hands to grab him, he might really have knelt down on the spot.

"This…"

  I saw Shuweng's lips trembling, his face became extremely pale, and his eyes revealed great horror.

   Met again, that sanctuary-level super boss.

   There is also the old man lying in a wheelchair, who can be called father by a sanctuary-level boss.

  What level is that?

   This is not the pressure he should bear.

"Are you tired? You two have done so much work all afternoon, take a good rest. I still have half a piece of chocolate here, you two can share it. Watch carefully later, the rules here are very strict, thousands Don't do anything wrong." Zhong Li winked at the two of them, threw half a Snickers bar to them, turned and went into the warehouse.

  She looked in the warehouse, picked out a box with black lines painted on the carton, and moved it out.

   Gu Jianlin took the half of the Snickers bar and found that it was broken, not bitten off.

  The temperature is very cold, obviously just out of the refrigerator.

   It also means that this half piece of chocolate is considered a very precious snack for this girl. It is usually kept in the refrigerator, and occasionally when you are hungry, you can break off a piece to satisfy your cravings.

   This is obvious kindness.

  Probably to see that the two of them were really hardworking, and they worked honestly all afternoon.

  In fact, those who are stable and down-to-earth are always more likable than those who are speculative and lazy.

  On the other hand, the three smugglers were different. They were lazy most of the time, and when they saw the appraiser coming, they immediately put down their work and sneaked in.

  Zhong Li opened the box, and it was all in one color. The goods were packed in silver metal boxes. I don't know what kind of special steel it was made of, and there were fine and complicated lines on it.

   "You guys, take a good look. These metal boxes contain extraordinary resources salvaged from the periphery of Asgard, but don't meditate with this box, unless you also want to make money by appraising treasures."

Zhong Guoqing glanced at everyone, and said: "As for the method of appreciating treasures, let the appraiser hold the box and meditate directly. If it is a pollutant, then the appraiser will naturally be polluted and the body will react. Give him One thousand yuan, and then put the pollutants directly in the storage, and a special person will clean them up the next day. If it is not pollutants, then nothing will happen, just pay the money. "

   This is indeed using human life to check pollutants.

   But it is also a gamble on luck.

   "Can I ask, what is this box of extraordinary resources?"

   Jing Ci asked with a smile.

  Zhong Guoqing rolled his eyes and ignored him.

  Zhong Li replied: "It's a box of terracotta."

   "Oh, alchemy materials, it seems that I am lucky."

  Jing Ci directly picked up a box of terracotta, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment.

  Just listen to a mini camera flashing in the store, and a cold mechanical sound:

   "Spiritual fluctuations detected."

  This is to prove that the appraiser is really meditating, not pretending.

   After a while, Jing Ci opened his eyes and said without changing his face: "Nothing happened, good luck."

  He appraised the treasure three times in a row, but he didn't pick any pollutants.

  Successfully got 1,500 yuan, pushed the wheelchair and left.

  From the beginning to the end, he behaved normally, as if he really came to appraise the treasure.

   "I've never seen such a strange treasure appraiser."

  Looking at their leaving backs, Zhong Li stuck out her tongue: "I feel that the temperament is very unusual."

Zhong Guoqing waved his hand and sneered at this: "I've seen this kind of person a lot, maybe he used to be someone in a higher position somewhere? Obviously he was forced to die in the real world, but he still had to dress himself up in the forbidden area." You act like a dog, as if you are still the big man in the past, this is called self-comfort, right?"

  The bookman was sweating profusely listening to it, this old thing is really a coward.

  You dare to talk behind anyone's back!

   What a brave man.

  Gu Jianlin remained silent, because he heard an ethereal voice coming from the night.

  Only he can hear it.

   "You can think of pretending to be an unclean person in the forbidden area, this kind of heart is very good."

  Jing Ci's calm voice came from the wind: "In this case, the teacher will give you the first lesson today—human nature."

  Their figures disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared before.

  Humanity.

  Gu Jianlin pondered over this word and fell into deep thought.

  At this time, Zhong Guoqing came over and raised his hand to pat the back of his head.

  Shu Weng's complexion changed drastically, and he instantly stepped forward to replace Supreme, and received this slap.

"What are you doing?"

  Zhong Guoqing stared: "There's another guest, why don't you hurry up and say hello?"

  Gu Jianlin saw another person approaching the store, and hurriedly pretended to be submissive and walked to the counter.

  The Shu Weng lowered his head, his eyes extremely sinister.

   It seems to be saying, you old bastard, if it weren't for the supreme plan, I would slap you to death!

  Zhong Guoqing didn't know that he had walked through the gate of hell. He felt that he had assumed the majesty of the store manager, and proudly took his daughter to teach the other three stowaways.

  The Jianbao store is very large, with a total of five new employees, each responsible for a counter.

  Zhong Guoqing and his daughter are responsible for counting the accounts, and look up at them from time to time.

  Gu Jianlin received three waves of customers in total.

  The first wave was a couple, with indescribable excitement showing in their eyes, probably because they were about to save enough money, so they came here to make another wave. The two of them identified treasures five times and found four pollutants.

  Their infection levels were not high, and they left happily with the money.

  The look in the eyes is indescribable, the joy is full of excitement, and the relief is full of relief.

   There are still tears in the corner of his eyes.

  The second person who came was an old man in rags. He luckily checked the treasure three times in a row, but no pollutants were found. Although he only took 1,500 yuan, it was obviously enough for him to survive for a while.

  Both groups of people asked what is today's goods.

  When Gu Jianlin answered Chitu, they were obviously surprised.

  As for the third person, there was a little episode.

   This is a middle-aged man with unkempt appearance, with red eyes and a fierce expression on his face, obviously mentally disturbed, when he held the curse stone, there was a violent trembling sound.

  The mini camera was aimed at the middle-aged man, and a cold mechanical sound sounded:

   "Spiritual pollution has exceeded the standard!"

   This also means that he is no longer suitable for appraising treasures.

  Once the pollutant is drawn unfortunately, it is very likely to lose control on the spot.

"I beg you! Let me appraise the treasure! I promise that nothing will happen. I will leave immediately after I take the money. I won more than 500 yuan playing cards today. I am very lucky! Today is Chitu, right? Chitu is Alchemy materials are the least likely to be polluted. Can you accommodate me?"

  The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he knelt down on the ground, begging bitterly: "My son has been off the medicine for three days, and he will be deformed if he can't get enough money to buy the medicine. Please, please..."

   After the sublimation person has been mentally polluted, the lesser degree can be suppressed by taking natural grass.

  Once it reaches moderate or heavy pollution, natural grass is useless.

  Can only rely on drugs to suspend the distortion, after taking the drug resistance, it will still get out of control and produce distortion.

   This man is obviously in a state of severe pollution.

   And his son, it sounds like he has also reached this state.

   Such a big movement naturally alarmed everyone in the store.

   Without further ado, Zhong Guoqing went directly to the store to pick up an assault rifle, ready to chase people away.

   "Come here!"

  Zhong Li greeted hurriedly: "Let my dad come and chase him away. He is an ancient martial artist, very powerful."

  Obviously, the father and daughter were used to seeing these appraisers making trouble, and they already had a way to deal with it.

  Gu Jianlin was silent for a second, then suddenly grabbed five boxes of terracotta, and began to meditate.

  The mini camera flickered, and a cold mechanical sound sounded:

   "Spiritual fluctuations detected."

  Gu Jianlin didn't respond at all, then he took out twenty-five red bills from the cash register and threw them over.

   It seems that these five boxes of extraordinary resources have not affected him in any way, but in fact, two boxes are pollutants.

   However, he himself is a source of pollution.

   This bit of pollution doesn't affect him at all.

   At this scene, everyone was stunned.

  Including Zhong Guoqing, Zhong Li, and the three smugglers.

  The bookman didn't respond, anyway, he couldn't figure out what the supreme being was thinking, he was wayward.

  The middle-aged man took the money, knelt on the ground to thank him quickly, then turned and ran away.

  At this time, a little boy came over and said lightly, "You shouldn't have helped him like this."

   Gu Jianlin looked down, and it turned out to be the little guy who stole things that he met during the day.

   "Nobody here deserves your help."

  The little boy said with a blank face: "I'm here to appraise treasures... I don't want to sell miserably, and I don't need your help."

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  The night at the Spade Bar is always so lively, like a carnival in hell, full of wild waves.

  The semi-finals of the Demon Cup boxing match, wild dogs vs. vultures, the focus is on.

Two boxing champions of the ancient martial arts path were fighting to the death in the arena. The hot bunny girl held her racket and twisted her body to her heart's content. The audience in the audience screamed and poured wine on their delicate skin, bewildered and lewd .

  The lights in the bar are flickering, and the people drugged by alcohol are immersed in desire.

   Can't tell if this is heaven or hell.

The butcher was on the stand on the second floor, with a burly and sturdy figure like a giant bear, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and coped: "Yeah, I got it, don't rush me. I have something these two days, I will go in two days Payment, who am I? What else can I owe you? Oh, I really have something important these two days! Let's talk later!"

  He hung up the phone angrily, watched the dull boxing match, and poured a bottle of draft beer.

   "Real dish!"

  He spat lightly, and threw down the empty wine bottle, smashing it to pieces.

  At this time, a cold sound like the impact of ice cubes sounded.

   "You've been getting more and more frizzy lately."

   It was a girl's voice, very calm: "Go down and fight?"

  The butcher didn't turn his head, and whispered, "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll kill them with one punch."

  I saw a petite silhouette vaguely reflected in the window on the second floor of the bar, and said indifferently: "My life is about to die, and I still think about what others are doing?"

The butcher snorted and said, "If I'm going to die someday, I'll go find those **** I dislike and die together. What's the point of bullying these low-level brats? Speaking of which, Vulture is actually pretty good. Punching is never deadly, and drinking and punching with him is also a pleasure. I heard that he wants to save enough money quickly to help his brother and niece get out of here quickly. When the market opened today, I bought him to win."

  He suddenly remembered something, and said, "Boss, what did the third master say?"

  The girl said calmly: "The third master said that since someone broke his rules, he would have to pay the price. The existence of that Gu master made him feel very uneasy. After all, Miss Lan is also here, and her safety must be guaranteed."

  The butcher was stunned: "How can I find that Gu master?"

The girl said indifferently: "The Ether Association will naturally help us find that Gu master. What's more, the Yan family found that informant and hooked up with you. Use your brains, that Gu master lost the gravedigger organization, Then we need to find a new chess piece to do things for him, in this case, who will he choose?"

  The butcher thought hard for a long time, then scratched his head: "Who is it?"

  The girl fell silent.

   "The Yan family."

  She sighed softly, and explained patiently: "The third master has received the news that the Yan family spent a lot of money and wanted to rent a boat to leave here."

  The butcher showed a suddenly realized expression: "You still have a good brain, boss."

The girl said helplessly: "This is your last chance. Since you said that the Gu Master is eyeing the Qilin Wedge, then he must be inextricably linked with the Qilin Immortal Palace. As long as you can find out the value this time With enough information, maybe the Supreme can even give you a drop of the blood of the ancient god."

  The butcher smacked his lips: "What about you, boss? Are you not in a hurry?"

  The girl responded, "I'm...in no hurry."

The butcher hummed: "That's good, but don't lie to me. My mother told me since I was a child that I should repay my kindness. If you can't do it, don't be polite to me. I will give you the credit this time. "

  The girl said coldly: "No."

  The butcher changed the subject, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "The key is how do we get in touch with Supreme? Do we really rely on that old man, Medicine Master? We can't do without him?"

  The girl said lightly: "You used to have one teacher at a time."

The butcher curled his lips: "Before I needed to use his medicine to suppress the distortion, of course I had to call the teacher. But the old thing is full of bad water, let me do all the dirty work, and let the two of us go forward whenever we are in danger Damn, if it wasn't for my life, I would have slapped him... Well, he is a pharmacist."

  He said viciously: "I have already arrested him and put him in a small dark room, and asked him to refine medicine for me to make money."

"Ah."

The girl in the mirror glanced at him: "You can try to contact Supreme with ancient tokens, but don't forget what I told you, don't say wrong things when you meet Supreme. Although theoretically He can't come out , but after all, it is a supreme being from the ancient times, I always feel something is wrong."

  The butcher was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

  The girl was silent for a second: "I always feel that He doesn't seem to be worried that he will be trapped in Asgard."

  The butcher gasped: "Isn't it?"

   "What are you afraid of?"

The girl said softly: "Anyway, it's death, why don't you go to Supreme and give it a try. After all, if you lose control in the end, then I will probably kill you. And if you offend Supreme, then Supreme will kill you. The killing of an ancient supreme is the treatment of a sanctuary-level sublimator."

   "Rounding it up, you can be considered to have fought against the Supreme for human beings and sacrificed with honor."

  She said lightly: "You can be regarded as a famous name in history, and you have honored your family's ancestors."

  The butcher was full of question marks.

  (end of this chapter)