"Get rich! Get rich! The Snow Jade Soul Crystal is not only precious, but also very rare. It can also refine many kinds of rare medicinal spirits..." Gu Yue, who had always been calm, was also nagging.
Leng Mei came out of the Treasure Pavilion and said to Gu Yue with a smile: "It seems that Ji didn't bribe me on purpose, right? If she knew that this basket was full of snow jade soul crystals, wouldn't she be heartbroken?"
Gu Yue chuckled: "Do you think everyone has your master's unique vision? There are many precious medicinal materials on Yunhuang Road. It would be better if these medicinal materials are discovered by those who know the goods, but those who do not know the goods will use them and sell them as ordinary herbal medicines.
Yes, some are even used to feed pigs."
Leng Mei stuck out her pink tongue. It seemed like she was so lucky today and picked up a basket of treasures!
"In this case, mother-in-law, let's run away and go for a walk! I can smell the aroma of wine and meat in front of me, wuwu... I want to eat!" After Leng Mei finished speaking, her smart and graceful figure rushed forward...
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At this time, at the highest point of the restaurant opposite, a man dressed in black robes was staring at the Zhenbao Pavilion opposite. He was also wearing a black cloak, and the black hood on his head was hung low, covering most of him.
A face.
The only thing that was visible was a small piece of his sharp and thin chin, and a thin and unusually beautiful lip.
He picked up a glass of wine and slowly put it to his lips. Each of his slender fingers was wearing a black animal ring made of unknown materials.
The animal ring is lifelike and exquisite, making his slender but too pale fingers look extremely graceful and weird.
Leng Mei's departure was just a flash in the corner of his eye, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, the towering Treasure Pavilion opposite was the focus of his attention.
"Young Master Si, I heard that the basket of snow jade soul crystals we finally got was sold to the Zhenbao Pavilion opposite at a low price. And the Zhenbao Pavilion was sold to the woman who came out just now!"
A low voice came from behind the man in black.
The wine cup in his hand shook, and his knuckles suddenly turned white. The pure copper wine cup slowly deformed like a paper cup in his slender fingers, and was finally pinched into his palm.
He didn't look back and sneered: "Okay! Okay! You can't even do a small thing. You lost a basket of snow jade soul crystals! Who is responsible for this?"
There was a "plop" and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind.
"Young Master Si! Spare your life! Spare your life! I don't dare to do it anymore! Give me another chance! Wuwu... For the sake of me being old and young. Wuwu..." Begging for mercy
It kept coming.
The man slowly turned around, without taking off his hood, but slightly raised his sharp and handsome chin. His cold voice came from the hood: "Deacon Shaba, do you know what mistake you made?"
"I...I...I should never have, never should have...stealed the medicinal materials from our door to sell...wuwu, I was really fooled by the lard. I...I'm sorry, Young Master Si! Wuwu
..." The obese Shaba deacon, who was tied like a rice dumpling on the ground, was begging for mercy with cold sweat on his face.
He was really in trouble this time. He thought he could make some extra money by stealing some medicinal materials from the Sagu family in the past few years, but he didn't expect that he accidentally took that basket of precious snow jade soul crystals.
Mistaken it as an ordinary medicinal material and sold it to Di Huang.
Then, because of this incident, the master of Sha Gu Shao Clan was so angry that he came here personally to investigate the matter.
He kept begging for mercy, but the man in black didn't move at all. He tapped the table with his slender fingers, seeming to be thinking about something. Shaba, who was tied to the ground, thought that things were turning around and quickly rubbed against his legs.
, wanting to continue begging.
With a "pop" sound, the man's foot stepped on Shaba's head with incomparable precision. He lowered his head slightly and said with a half-smile: "In our Sagu family, have you ever seen a person who made a mistake leave alive?
"
There was a crisp "click" sound, and Shaba's fat head had sunk into the floor. The red blood slowly flowed from his fat neck and spread all over the floor...
