Soon, Bo Han's big, unflattering face appeared on the screen.
My hair has grown longer, and my complexion looks a bit haggard and pale, which is due to the lack of sunlight.
"I've been living such a fucking useless life these days."
Bo Han cursed when he opened his mouth. This was the first time that this arrogant and domineering guy was forced to turn into a mountain rat.
"Hey, Old Bai, I guess you must have gained a lot of insights into life." Niu Xiaotian teased with a smile.
"Indeed, the strength of wealth is not as good as a practitioner's fist." Bo Han nodded seriously.
"Practice in seclusion is your best choice."
"Oh, I think so too, my heart is not at peace. When I think of Fu Jun's tragic death, I feel very uncomfortable. Maybe after losing it, I will know how to cherish it!"
Bai Han sighed longly, I don't know if it's true or not, this guy is a born dramatist.
"Okay, don't sigh and sound upset." Niu Xiaotian waved his hand at the video and said, "Old Bai, you are liberated and can return to human society."
"Have you settled everything?" Bo Han's eyes lit up.
"Who are we, the invincible Brother Xiaotian? If you stomp your feet a few times, the entire practice circle will collapse." Niu Xiaotian said arrogantly.
boast!
Bai Han curled his lips, not believing it at all, and asked again: "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"
"There were four people who killed Fu Jun and tried to hunt you down. I gathered my army and killed three of them. The remaining one disappeared and will not cause you any more trouble."
"Awesome!"
Bo Han looked at the video and gave a thumbs up, with a smile on his face.
"Hey, take people's money and help them eliminate disasters." Niu Xiaotian smiled evilly.
"Actually, I know, that little money is nothing, you are just talking about brotherly loyalty!"
Bo Han was very good at talking, and he lifted Niu Xiaotian very high with a smile on his face.
"The last one, I'm looking for clues and trying to eradicate the root cause and avoid future troubles." Niu Xiaotian waved his hand.
"Brother, I can rest assured when doing things."
Bo Han nodded, then laughed, "Haha, freedom is precious."
"Love is more expensive."
"You're not picking it up right, are you?" Bo Han frowned.
"Hehe, it suits you just right."
"Yes, in my heart, no one can compare with Ruoxi. I really hope that I can reunite with her soon, even if we only have a moment of mutual dependence." Bo Han looked yearning.
"Goodbye!"
Niu Xiaotian hung up the video and looked down on him, as if he had just married a wife after eight lifetimes.
Just when I was about to watch the video for a while, another call came in. It was Zhuo Tong.
Come to Xiaoyao Villa at midnight tonight to deliver the goods.
Niu Xiaotian expressed welcome and will definitely open the door to receive guests!
It wasn't until Zhuo Tong burst out laughing that Niu Xiaotian realized that he had made a mistake. He changed his words in embarrassment and said it was to accept the goods!
Very punctually, at exactly midnight, the second-hand pink Beetle arrived at the gate of the villa.
Zhuo Tong appeared, still dressed in the same golden stand-up collar.
The difference is that now that you are rich, your aura is different. When you get out of the car, you shake the yellow hair on your head proudly, thinking that you are handsome and cool.
Niu Xiaotian laughed, hugged him, and took him to the lobby of Building 1 to sit down.
"Brother Niu, your cultivation progress is like riding a rocket." Zhuo Tong praised.
"Just average, third in the universe." Niu Xiaotian chuckled.
"Haha, if this continues, in another hundred years, you will almost be able to catch up with real people."
This kind of progress will take another hundred years!
Niu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel ashamed. By then, he had become an old cow who was more than a hundred years old. He could only squat on the wall to bask in the sun and look back on his youthful days.
"Zhuo Tong, I really want to thank you."
Niu Xiaotian poured him tea and thanked him formally.
Master Wufang could rush to Fengyun State and relieve himself from the siege, but this little gecko was indispensable for lobbying behind his back.
"You're welcome!"
Zhuo Tong waved his hand and asked for credit with a look that was comparable to Niu Xiaotian's: "As you can imagine, the real person doesn't want to get involved."
"Thank you for your kind words, right?" Niu Xiaotian asked with a smile.
"Well. I told the real person that your road to making money cannot be cut off. He suddenly realized it and decided to take action."
After thanking him again, Niu Xiaotian asked: "How is it? The battle was exciting, wasn't it?"
"What a wonderful thing. Just seeing you hiding in the magic circle and being abused in all kinds of ways." Zhuo Tong curled his lips.
"I was using defense as offense."
Niu Xiaotian argued, a little impatient. This guy was almost like a little dragon, not very good at talking.
"Okay, okay, you can attack or suffer." Zhuo Tong changed his attitude seriously: "Brother Niu, let's get down to business, help me get some Five Elements Spirit Grass!"
"Okay, is it useful to you?"
"To be honest, I need the Five Elements Spiritual Grass to stabilize my transformation. Otherwise, how can a gecko be embarrassed to see people." Zhuo Tong said frankly.
"I'll contact you when I get it."
Niu Xiaotian has taken care of everything. There is a full set of Five Elements Spirit Herbs in the medicine garden of Xuantong Prairie. They are growing quite well, but they cannot show their wealth, so go and get them immediately.
Zhuo Tong was here to deliver goods. He took out two things from his sleeves and pushed them across the table.
A yellowed scroll and a jade pendant all looked like standard antiques.
Niu Xiaotian carefully unfolded the scroll. On it was a piece of calligraphy with flying dragons and phoenixes. It seemed to be well written and the words seemed to be alive.
The content is exactly the famous "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", several seals, and the final inscription. Carefully identify it, Taoist Master of the Valley.
"Zhuotong, the calligraphy written by a Taoist priest is probably not worth much." Niu Xiaotian commented.
Zhuo Tong's eyebrows were knitted together, and he asked sideways, "Brother Niu, don't you usually study at all?"
"What do you mean?"
"Use your mobile phone to check who the Taoist from the Valley is?" Zhuo Tong rolled his eyes.
Niu Xiaotian took out his mobile phone and entered these words. He was stunned again. The Taoist from the valley turned out to be Huang Tingjian, the great calligrapher of the Northern Song Dynasty!
There is also a related entry: a piece of calligraphy by Huang Tingjian was sold for a record price of more than 400 million.
"Zhuo Tong, where did you get this from? Is it stolen?" Niu Xiaotian asked sensitively.
"If I can steal it, I can easily get as much money as I want without looking for you." Zhuo Tong disdained.
"Right."
Niu Xiaotian believed that, let alone Wufang Zhenren, if he left things alone and ignored the rules of the world, Bai Fei could easily have a net worth of hundreds of millions.
"This is a gift from the author to the real person. He has been throwing it in the corner and almost forgot about it. Seeing that the auction can really make money, the real person then remembered it, rummaged through it and finally found it. Fortunately, it was not rotten." Zhuo Tong spread his hands.
"Has anyone really seen this Taoist from the valley?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
"Of course, real people have been wandering in the long river of time and can be regarded as witnesses of history. Don't worry, no matter how you identify it, it is true." Zhuo Tong was full of confidence.
"This argument is not valid. No one believes it, and it is self-defeating." Niu Xiaotian said.
"Hey, Brother Niu, I'll leave the goods to you. I don't care how you make up the story." Zhuo Tong dismissed it.
After rolling up his calligraphy, Niu Xiaotian picked up the jade pendant again, which seemed to be of ordinary craftsmanship. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see the doorway.