Soon, Bai Han's not very likable big face appeared on the screen.

My hair is long, my face looks a little haggard, and I am still very pale, and I don’t see the sunlight.

"I've lived this time so fuckingly."

Bai Han started to scold him. This was the first time this arrogant and domineering guy was forced into a mountain rat.

"Hehe, Lao Bai, I guess you must have had a lot of life insights." Niu Xiaotian joked with a smile.

"It is true that the strength of wealth is not as good as the fist of a practitioner." Bai Han nodded seriously.

"Practicing in seclusion is your best choice."

"Oh, I think too, I'm not calm. When I think of Fu Jun's tragic death, I feel very uncomfortable. Maybe I'll know how to cherish it after losing it!"

Bai Han sighed for a long time, I don’t know if it’s true or not. This guy is born to be a drama artist.

"Okay, don't sigh, it's annoying to listen." Niu Xiaotian waved his hand at the video and said, "Lao Bai, you are liberated and you can return to human society."

"You've got everything done?" Bai Han's eyes lit up.

"Who are we? Brother Xiaotian, stomp a few feet, and the entire cultivation circle is about to collapse." Niu Xiaotian said angrily.

boast!

Bai Han curled his lips, didn't believe it at all, and asked again: "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"There are four people who killed Fu Jun and tried to chase you. I gathered in the army and killed three of them. The remaining one ran away and I will not cause trouble for you again."

"Awesome!"

Bai Han raised his thumbs up through the video and smiled on his face.

"Hehe, take money to eliminate disasters for others." Niu Xiaotian smirked.

"Actually, I know that little money is nothing. You are talking about your buddy's loyalty!"

Bai Han was very good at speaking and raised Niu Xiaotian very high with a smile on his face.

"The last one, I am looking for clues to eliminate the roots and eliminate future troubles forever." Niu Xiaotian waved his hand.

"Brother, I'll be relieved."

Bai Han nodded and then laughed, "Haha, freedom is precious."

“Love is more expensive.”

"You're not right?" Bai Han frowned.

"Hehe, it's just right for you."

"Yes, no one can compare to Ruoxi in my heart. I really hope that I can reunite with her as soon as possible, even if I have only a moment of dependence." Bai Han looked yearning.

"By bye!"

Niu Xiaotian hung up the video and looked down on him, as if he had only married a wife in eight lives.

Just as I was about to watch the video for a while, another phone call came in, and it was Zhuo Tong.

Tonight, I came to Xiaoyao Villa to deliver goods.

Niu Xiaotian expressed his welcome and will definitely open the door to pick up customers!

It was not until Zhuo Tong laughed that Niu Xiaotian realized that he had said something wrong, and changed his words, saying that he was taking the goods!

It was very punctual, and at midnight, the second-hand pink beetle came to the gate of the villa.

Zhuo Tong appeared, still dressed up in the same outfit, with a golden stand-up collar.

The difference is that when you are rich, you have different auras. When you get off the car, you proudly shook the yellow hair on your head, and think you are so handsome and cool.

Niu Xiaotian laughed, hugged him, and took him to the lobby of Building 1 to sit down.

"Brother Niu, your cultivation progress is like a rocket." Zhuo Tong praised.

"Overall, the third in the universe." Niu Xiaotian laughed.

"Haha, if you continue to develop like this, you will almost be able to catch up with the real person in another hundred years."

This progress will take another hundred years!

Niu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel ashamed. By then, he had become an old cow over a hundred years old, and could only squat at the base of the wall and bask in the sun, looking back on his youth.

"Zhuo Tong, I really want to thank you."

Niu Xiaotian poured him tea and thanked him very formally.

If the real person in Wufang is able to rush to Fengyunzhou and relieve himself of the siege, this little gecko is indispensable to lobbying behind his back.

"You're welcome!"

Zhuo Tong waved his hand, and his appearance of seeking credit was comparable to Niu Xiaotian: "You can imagine that real people don't want to get involved."

"Thanks to you for saying good things, right?" Niu Xiaotian asked with a smile.

"Well. I told the real person that your path to making money cannot be cut off. He suddenly realized and decided to take action."

After thanking again, Niu Xiaotian asked, "How is the war? Isn't it exciting?"

"What a wonderful thing, just look at you hiding in the magic circle and being abused in various ways." Zhuo Tong curled his lips.

"I'm using defense as an offense."

Niu Xiaotian argued, a little anxious. This guy is almost the same as a little dragon and doesn't know how to speak.

"Okay, you can attack or bear." Zhuo Tong changed into a serious attitude: "Brother Niu, let's talk about something serious and help me get some five elements spiritual herbs!"

"Yes, are you useful?"

"To be honest, I need the Five Elements Spiritual Herb to stabilize the shape, otherwise, a gecko would have the nerve to meet people." Zhuo Tong admitted frankly.

"I'll contact you when I get it."

Niu Xiaotian took a lot of money, and in the medicine garden of Xuantong Grassland, there is a complete set of Five Elements Spiritual Herbs, which are growing quite well, but you can't show your wealth, so you can get it right away.

Zhuo Tong was here to deliver goods, but he took out two things from his cuffs and pushed them across the table.

A yellowed scroll and a jade pendant all look like a standard antique.

Niu Xiaotian carefully unfolded the scroll. It was a calligraphy of flying dragons and phoenixes. It seemed to be well written, and the characters seemed to be alive.

The content is the famous "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita". There are several seals and the final signatures, carefully distinguished, and the Taoist of the Valley.

"Zhuo Tong, the calligraphy written by a Taoist priest is not worth much." Niu Xiaotian commented.

Zhuo Tong frowned his eyebrows and asked with his squinted eyes: "Brother Niu, are you not learning at all?"

"What does it mean?"

"Check with your mobile phone, who is Shangu Taoist?" Zhuo Tong rolled his eyes.

Niu Xiaotian took out his cell phone and entered these words, and was stunned again. Taoist Shan Gu turned out to be Huang Tingjian, a great calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty!

There is also a related entry, a calligraphy by Huang Tingjian, which was once sold for more than 400 million yuan.

"Zhuo Tong, which channel did you get it from? It wasn't stolen, right?" Niu Xiaotian asked sensitively.

"If you can steal, you have to find you. It's easy to make as much money as you want." Zhuo Tong disdained.

“That’s right.”

Niu Xiaotian believes that if he is a real person in the Wufang, if he lets go and does not consider the rules of the world, Bai Fei can easily have a billion-dollar fortune.

"This is given to the real person by the author. He has been thrown in the corner and almost forgot it. Seeing that the auction can really make money, the real person remembered it and finally found it after rummaging through it. Fortunately, it didn't rot." Zhuo Tong spread his hands.

"Have you seen this valley Taoist?" Niu Xiaotian questioned.

"Of course, real people wandering in the long river of time can be regarded as witnesses of history. Although don't worry, no matter how you identify it, it will be true." Zhuo Tong was full of confidence.

"This statement doesn't work, no one believes it, but it will backfire." Niu Xiaotian said.

"Hehe, Brother Niu, I'll leave the goods to you. I won't care about how to make up stories." Zhuo Tong refused.
Chapter completed!