When Mr. Jia saw the stack of "papers" placed on the table, as well as the patterns and patterns printed on the paper, he naturally recognized them.

"People's coin?"

And just now, Zhang Shuo said, "Ten Thousands of Thousands?"

No, why did Master Zhang sell ghost coins? And it was ridiculously expensive, and it cost ten thousand yuan per stack?

Grab money?

Could it be that Zhang Shuo’s enlightenment for them to become psychics is not free, so he has to borrow this reason to collect money?

As for a person who is 20,000 yuan, the charge is very reasonable, and it can even be said to be very low.

After all, this allows an ordinary person to possess supernatural powers that are superhuman.

Twenty thousand yuan is simply too cost-effective!

"But, you still have to do it."

Mr. Jia came over, took the stack of ghost coins, and watched them in front of him.

He had already thought about the performance for a while, and he wanted to show great shock and surprise, so that others could know the specialty of this pile of ghost coins, and it would be worth ten thousand yuan.

At present, these are the acting skills he can think of, and the rest can be supplemented by others.

Old Jia pretended to rub the pile of underworld coins with his hands, but at this time, he was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly felt a strange but very familiar aura from this stack of underworld coins!

"This...is this?"

He pressed his palm tightly against these ghost coins. This time, his feeling was more obvious and stronger!

"What a pure supernatural power!"

Old Jia looked at the stack of underworld coins in surprise. From this, he felt a pressure from the candlestick when he absorbed the flames!

However, the supernatural power in the underworld coins is more pure and has no attributes. It will not make him feel burning and painful like the flames of the candlestick. He just put his palm on it, and the power in the underworld coins seemed to pour into his body.

A desire that seemed to be instinctive in animals also arose in his body, as if he had found a source of water in the arid desert, trying to absorb all of this power!

"Master Zhang, this ghost coin?"

Zhang Shuo looked at him with a smile and nodded slightly.

Seeing Zhang Shuo nodding and confirming his guess, Old Jia was overjoyed. He held the stack of ghost coins in his hand and trembled slightly.

"I never thought that there was such a thing in the world!"

"However, if I hadn't become a psychic before, I wouldn't know the magic of this kind of thing even if I saw it!"

"The power contained in it makes me feel a desire and attraction from my body's instinct!"

Mr. Jia became more and more excited, his face turned red, and his white stubble was trembling.

However, the crowd around at this time had a look strange.

"That old man's performance is too fake, right?"

"That's right, I'm holding a stack of ghost coins and excited about it. Isn't it sold in department stores outside? It costs three dollars a stack."

"Look, look at this performance, tsk, I almost believed it."

"Isn't this old man a leader? Why has he become an actor now?"

"A large-scale fake scene! It's like rubbing our IQ on the ground!"

"For such a fake performance, he was afraid that he would not have come down from that person, please take his seat?"

“…”

Flashes of discussion came from the crowd, and Mr. Jia's face was a little stagnant.

"Why don't you drive them out?"

Mr. Jia said angrily.

The staff of the Special Information Department, who were stunned, hurriedly rushed people out of the cordon.

However, even so, it could not stop people's discussions. Instead, it seemed to be angry and angry, which further confirmed people's speculation.

"Look, we exposed it and got annoyed."

"This is called "A dog's hurry to jump over the wall."

"Shh, you forgot that someone had a gun in his hand!"

"Ha, I suspect now that they are holding fake guns, maybe a signal gun."

"From this suspicious old man, it's indeed possible."

Even if people talked a hundred meters away, they could hear clearly about Jia Lao, who had reached the level of evil ghosts. His chest was fluctuating violently. However, after watching for a long time, he couldn't find a place to get angry.

I had to sigh.

"Oh, why are you still skeptical about ordinary people?"

Perhaps because of the influence of strength, his mentality has changed a little, but now he has discovered it, and he hurriedly calmed down and took deep breaths.

After a while, Old Jia's expression returned to calm. He looked at Zhang Shuo and said:

"Master Zhang, is this a treasure that can assist psychics in cultivation?"

Zhang Shuo nodded with a smile:

"That's right, there is a pure supernatural power in it. All psychics can absorb it and use it to enhance their own strength!"

Mr. Jia looked at the pile of underworld coins in front of him excitedly, and immediately nodded:

"Okay, I want it, are there any?"

Zhang Shuo took out another stack.

"Each person is limited to two stacks per month."

“What? Purchase restrictions?”

Jia Lao looked at Zhang Shuo with some toothache.

"Master Zhang, can you be more comfortable?"

Mr. Jia felt that it would not be a problem for him to absorb all the power in this stack of ghost coins now. If he could make a stack of them every day, his strength might soon reach the level of the ghost bride.

Zhang Shuo shook his head.

It’s not that Zhang Shuo is stingy, but that he really can’t give them too much. If he relies too much on the Yin Qi in the underworld currency to practice, he will soon encounter a bottleneck.

"This is my rule. Moreover, the underworld currency is just an auxiliary. You still have to rely on yourself to practice step by step to make your strength stronger. I think you know this principle more than me."

Zhang Shuo's face was serious, and Mr. Jia stopped talking.

He nodded deeply.

"It's true that I'm a little bit unlucky, what Master Zhang said."

Mr. Jia sighed.

After living at such an old age, he naturally understood this principle. It was Zhang Shuo's reminder just now that he remembered these things.

Put away the two stacks of underworld coins, and Jia, Zhang Shuo, turned over 20,000 soft sister coins.

Ma Xiaolin also bought two stacks.

Although people from other special affairs were eager to look at the ghost coins on the table, it seemed that the expenditure of 20,000 yuan per month was somewhat difficult.

A young man wearing glasses and gentle and gentle said in a little embarrassed manner:

"Can I buy a stack first, and I will buy it after half a month's salary?"

Zhang Shuo spread his hands.

"Today next month, I will set up a stall on time."

Zhang Shuo’s meaning is very obvious. He has a stall once a month, so if you want to buy it, it’s only today!

As for starting a business, sometimes it has to be harder, such as opening a stall once a month.

The young man with glasses looked a little embarrassed. Although his salary level is not low, he still has to pay back the mortgage and car loans, and his daily expenses, especially when he is chasing a girlfriend, the expenses are a little unstoppable.

Mr. Jia's eyes suddenly shone, as if he had seen a business opportunity.

"I'll do it!"

He smiled and came over.

"I'll buy it for him."

Mr. Jia directly and generously helped the young man pay half, and gave it to the young man a stack, took away a stack by himself, and said seriously:

"You practice well, don't use too many external objects to assist you. You have to rely on yourself. Just buy a stack for each of you. I'll buy the rest for you."

Everyone looked at Mr. Jia with some contempt.
Chapter completed!