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Chapter 148 Talking about business one

"Boy, please come upstairs with me." The old man suddenly became polite.

"Go upstairs?" Zheng Lin frowned.

"Haha, please don't doubt it. I can't tell whether this pill is a soul-condensing incense, so..."

"Oh, you need someone to identify it, right?" Zheng Lin said in relief.

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean. Please come upstairs with me. It would be better for us to conduct an appraisal in person." The old man quickly agreed, unable to conceal his excitement in his words.

"Of course I have to conduct an appraisal in person to save you from betraying me. You guys who are only interested in profit can't guarantee that you won't do those nasty things." Zheng Lin didn't say anything, but Xiao Ling looked very understanding.

Zheng Lin and Xiao Ling followed the old man to the third floor. Naturally, the waiter on the second floor greeted him, but when he said that everyone could just look around, not a single person on the first floor was left.

There were also many more exquisite and unique clothes on the third floor, but the old man did not stop on the third floor. He took Zheng and Lin to the sixth floor before stopping.

"My lady on the seventh floor is also the one who tailors those beautiful clothes. I'll send a message to her first, and you two will wait for a while." The old man said apologetically, and then waved his hand to the closed door on the seventh floor and said a spiritual secret.

But Zheng Lin was surprised to find that the fluctuations in the old man's spiritual skills were not something that a monk in the Yuanling stage could produce. In other words, the old man's cultivation was not what he showed at all.

In the Yuanling stage, judging from the fluctuations, he at least has the strength of the early stage of dual souls.

Even Xiao Ling, who seemed to have low strength, was slightly suspicious, and he must have seen some clues.

While he was thinking about it, the door on the seventh floor suddenly opened slowly, and an obscure and deep forbidden wave loomed in Zheng Lin's thoughts.

Not long after, a woman with a veil on her face walked out of the door.

"Haha, welcome to the distinguished guests, Shuanghua is very polite." The woman bowed with her crotch folded, her posture was elegant, her demeanor was outstanding, she looked very polite and courteous.

"Wow! Sister, why are you covering your face? Xiao Ling is very curious about what you look like." Xiao Ling didn't show any concern at all. Before Zheng and Lin could return the favor, she flew over like a little magpie.

.

"Shuanghua never likes to show off her face in front of others. Please forgive me. You two, please come in and talk."

"Miss Shuanghua, you're welcome."

On the seventh floor, there are only very simple decorations. There are a few pots of Linghua Lingcao on the windowsill. A light fragrance permeates the building, giving people a refreshing and refreshing feeling.

Under the wall facing the window sill is a jade bed that is still filled with cold air. It is covered with a curtain made of pink gauze, which makes it feel strangely warm.

This should be Miss Shuanghua's resting boudoir, and she herself probably rarely leaves the house.

In the center of the room, there is an Eight Immortals table made of ordinary material, with a palm-sized teapot placed on it. Around the teapot, there are four small teacups as big as walnuts.

"You two, please take a seat." Miss Shuanghua pointed to the wooden chair with her bare hands and said to Zheng Lin.

Zheng and Lin sat down, but the old man stood silently behind Miss Shuanghua, his lips moving slightly, probably telling Miss Shuanghua about the soul-condensing incense.

While listening, Miss Shuanghua calmly poured tea for Zheng and Lin, and then said: "Little brother, are you a disciple of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Palace?"

"puff……"

Zheng Lin just sipped the tea in his mouth and almost spit it out. Although he knew that everyone could see his identity as a demon cultivator from the red aura, he did not expect that Miss Shuanghua would reveal his origin in one word.

Xiao Ling quickly stretched out her hand to wipe Zheng Lin with her sleeve, but Zheng Lin refused, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Is I a disciple of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Palace? Does it have anything to do with buying the skirt?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Please forgive Shuanghua for being presumptuous. Let's talk about this business next." Miss Shuanghua said with a smile. At this time, the old man also put all the elixirs that Zheng Lin used to change skirts into

On the table.

"Since this sister likes this dress, I will give it to Shuanghua as a meeting gift for you two; and the business we want to talk about is..." Miss Shuanghua paused here and glanced at the confused Zheng with a smile.

The two of them, Lin, continued, "Although we are businessmen, we are not swindlers. Naturally, we will not exchange this skirt for the valuable soul-condensing incense."

"Could it be that this soul-condensing incense is far more than a thousand top-quality spiritual stones?" Zheng Lin suddenly understood something in his heart.

"I understand." Xiao Ling suddenly interrupted.

Everyone looked at her, and she explained proudly: "Sister must have bought my brother's Ninghun Incense, right? That's why you gave me a skirt, it must be so that my brother can lower the price. Hehe,

Am I right?"

Zheng Lin smiled slightly. He actually thought so in his heart, but he really didn't know how much the soul-condensing incense was worth, so he didn't express his position for fear of losing too much. After all, these pills were his only wealth, and he still had

If you expect to use them in exchange for spiritual stones to purchase materials for refining high-level life locks, you must not sell them cheaply.

"That's not necessarily the case. If we want to purchase the soul-condensing incense, we will naturally pay a corresponding price for the spirit stones. However, what we want to buy is not just one soul-condensing incense. We need a lot, but I don't know how many collections you two have?" Shuang

Miss Hua shook her head slightly.

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