At this time, Han Xiao patted the dust in his hands, glanced at the cauldron, and said: "This is the real Double Dragon Cauldron. It can melt all things and contain all fires. It is unique in the world."
Han Sanqian took a breath of air-conditioning. He never expected that the two broken cauldrons that were just in ruins would turn into a divine cauldron with a flash of green light in an instant.
Its appearance alone is already destined to be extraordinary, not to mention the dragon pattern on its body, which is slowly swimming like two real dragons.
Han Sanqian didn't know much about this, but he could tell from its appearance that it was definitely a big treasure. Compared with the red tripod that he had spent more than one million yuan to buy, it was completely different.
"Take it and leave quickly before I change my mind," Han Xiao said.
"No, don't." Han Sanqian was surprised and quickly shook his head.
Han Xiao frowned immediately. It was obvious that Han Sanqian's words surprised him: "You don't want it?"
"That's right, I don't want it." Han Sanqian shook his head firmly.
"Are you a fool? You don't want such a good thing?" Han Xiao said.
"I said that no merit will be rewarded. Obviously, the more noble this tripod is, the less I can take it. Senior, please take it back. Today, just pretend that I have never been here." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Walk.
Han Sanqian himself is an upright person. He will not be greedy for small gains, and he will not be greedy for big gains. This tripod is obviously a peerless treasure. Han Sanqian thinks that his one million amethysts, and buying this thing is just a joke.
That's all.
"Boy, stop here. You don't want it. I want you to have it. You are a stubborn person, but I am an even more stubborn person than you." Han Xiao shouted angrily when he saw Han Sanqian was about to leave.
After saying that, he moved his hand and the door in front of the temple suddenly closed.
Han Sanqian turned around helplessly and said, "Senior, why are you doing this?"
Han Xiao smiled disdainfully: "Do you think you are the only one who has principles? I, Han Xiao, have more principles than you. Since I sold it to you, I have no intention of getting it back."
"But..." Han Sanqian was a little embarrassed.
Han Xiao glanced at Han Sanqian coldly. Seeing the embarrassment in Han Sanqian's eyes, he softened his tone and said, "You are also a pretty good young man. I like you, so I took the Double Dragon Cauldron."
The other part is given to you. It remains with me and has no much use anymore. It is just used to contain some leaks. "
"Since it can find the Lord of Understanding, it should continue to play its role, instead of following an old man like me and sinking from now on."
"If senior insists on giving it to me, then I will give you some extra money, otherwise, I will feel uneasy." Han Sanqian said sincerely.
"No need, that one million has already fulfilled my biggest wish. Money is of no use to me. I have already gotten used to this hard life." Han Xiao said softly.
Han Sanqian was confused by his words and had no interest in money, but he still wanted to exchange his beloved things for money. What kind of logic is this?!
"Boy, what's your name?" Han Xiao asked.
Han Sanqian hesitated, but after a moment, he still said seriously: "Han Sanqian."
"Well, after all, our surnames, maybe tens of thousands of years ago, we were still the same family." Han Xiao showed a rare smile, and then he looked at Han Sanqian: "Okay, Han Sanqian,
Come here and I will teach you how to use these double dragon cauldrons."
Han Sanqian nodded and walked to Han Xiao's side. Then, Han Xiao suddenly hit Han Sanqian's back with a sudden palm. For a moment, Han Sanqian felt that many memories suddenly emerged crazily in his mind.
The next second, Han Xiao had already withdrawn his palm peak.
After Han Xiao retracted his palm, he looked at his palm and frowned suddenly, because there was a faint hint of black in the palm of his hand.
He glanced at Han Sanqian with complicated eyes, then lowered his head and thought about something.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
"Could this really be fate?" Looking at his palm, Han Xiao seemed to be talking to Han Sanqian, but also to himself. Before Han Sanqian could speak, he hurriedly got in.
The inner hall on the side.
Just when Han Sanqian didn't know what was happening and was about to go inside and look for Han Xiao, Han Xiao had already walked out, holding a yellowed and moldy old book in his hand. He was reading while walking, raising his head from time to time.
Looking at Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian was completely fucked by him and the two-foot-tall monk was confused and stood there blankly, at a loss.
After a while, Han Xiao let out a long breath, closed the book, and looked at Han Sanqian motionlessly, until Han Sanqian almost went crazy.
"Senior, what's going on?" Han Sanqian couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help asking again.
Han Xiao did not answer. Looking at Han Sanqian's melancholy expression, he suddenly relaxed, and then his face was filled with a wry smile.
"Fate, fate, really fate." Han Xiao looked at the black spots on his palm again, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Senior..." Han Sanqian was very depressed. What on earth is Han Xiao doing? What's the fate?
