"What do you mean?" Mu Lingbo was sitting in the main hall, and the shopkeeper next to him was like a little follower.
"The prince is also on his way here."
Mu Lingbo thought for a moment, couldn't he leave tonight?
"But the prince has been here in the morning, but it is inconvenient for you, girl, to be disturbed. Later, the girl did not go there, so the prince came here again at this time."
"I know." He frowned and thought for a while. It might have been fine during the day, but now, there is probably something wrong with the Muqi Soul Pearl.
Shouldn't the problem be discovered only in Kyoto?
"Oh my God, Mr. Yun, why are you back again!" Before the shopkeeper could step back, he jumped far away and did not dare to move next to Mu Lingbo.
I touched my face, which was still bruised and swollen, and really didn't want to be beaten again.
Yun Lang was still dressed in white, with a cold expression.
"Where's Xia Houyan?"
The shopkeeper wanted to cry, "I'm leaving."
In the morning, Xiaobao said that Xia Houyan was gone because Yunlang discovered that the carriage running away was fake.
Yunlang didn't arrive until nightfall, so the news was quite uninformed.
Moreover, Xia Houyan owed Mu Xiaobao, and it was said that Xia Houyan only gave up on Mu Xiaobao when he divided his country's shop.
As expected of her son, he knew that for Xia Houyan, it was useless to ask for money, but the most cost-effective machine was to make money, and he would have a steady flow of money.
Xia Houyan didn't dare not give Xiaobao because of Mo Jiuling, but how much money did he owe Yunlang that he was pursued like this?
"It's fake. The carriage was empty at all. He didn't leave at all!"
The shopkeeper said pitifully, "I didn't leave at that time, but I left today. If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Mu!"
Mu Lingbo was sitting in the front seat, leaning forward, pointing at the shopkeeper and saying, "Hey, how much does he owe you? Can't you just ask him to give it to you?"
Yun Lang snorted coldly and said, "He can't take it out."
Mu Lingbo wondered, "What's going on?"
"He sold me "Bailu Book" and I want to return it!"
As soon as the words "Bailuoshu" came out, her brows immediately raised.
The legendary "Book of Bailuo" records the refining methods of ancient divine elixirs?
"Isn't that a very powerful thing? Why do you want to retreat?" Mu Lingbo immediately became energetic.
Yun Lang said coldly, "Only half, it's useless!"
The shopkeeper said aggrievedly, "You had to buy it yourself, and now you regret it. How can it be such a good thing? Of course my master is not willing to suffer this loss!"
Mu Lingbo rolled his eyes, "Then why don't you find your other half?"
"Because there is no other half at all! The other half was destroyed a hundred years ago, and anything that can't be put together is waste."
Mu Lingbo raised his eyebrows, "The original copy is also very valuable, right?"
The shopkeeper nodded immediately, "Yes, there are many people vying to buy it. Who else buys "The Book of Bailu" now to learn how to make alchemy? Alchemists have already disappeared. People who buy now are originally
Just an antique collection.”
Yun Lang said firmly, "I don't want these useless things, I must let him return the money to me!"
"You didn't throw it away, did you?" Mu Lingbo asked nervously.
Yun Lang rolled his eyes at her, "How can I return it if I throw it away?"
Mu Lingbo breathed a sigh of relief.
The shopkeeper, who was very observant, immediately saw the mystery and smiled flatteringly, "Miss Mu, are you also interested in collecting antiques?"
Mu Lingbo squinted at him coldly, "I look like someone who would waste money? Shopkeeper, you really think highly of me. Only poor people don't waste money buying antiques."
