Chapter nine hundred and seventy-two three ransom books, six eight-open paper
"You," Ximen Yan said, "are you the legendary businessman with vast magical powers and omnipotence?"
"Exactly!"
The voice of the man in the middle was very flattering, and his big-headed doll's hood showed a very treacherous smile. He assumed the posture of a lowly slave: "You guys are the traders of the trading house. I wonder if this master knows about trading."
The rules?"
"What rules?"
"The trading house only does loss-making transactions. We don't do profitable ones." The person on the left wearing a crying big-headed doll made a motion of wiping tears: "Sususu, I have to lose money again. It's so sad, so sad."
"Hip-hop haha..."
The businessman on the right wearing a laughing headgear burst out laughing: "Losing money, hahaha, losing money, hahaha..."
Crazy?!
Looking at these three nervous people, Ximen Yan frowned.
Even in the world of mountains and seas with countless strange people, this is the first time Ximen Yan has encountered such a person: "Then do you know the contract that my master pawnbroker, Qian Jingtang, has made with your trading company?"
"oh?"
The three of them suddenly became quiet. The man in the middle raised his head and saw the jade box in Ximen Yan's hand.
"That's..."
Crying face subconsciously raised his hand to get it, but was stopped by the man in the middle.
"Hehehe, I found it, I finally found it."
"Quiet."
The man in the middle slowly raised his hand, and at the same time, the traders on both sides also lowered their heads. At this moment, Ximen Yan's eyes became solemn.
What's going on with these three people?
Ximen Yan could clearly see them, but he couldn't sense their presence. Not only him, but his life Jing Hong didn't feel it either: "These three people are very dangerous, be careful."
"You want what's in my box," Ximen Yan took out the shabby book: "Then give me what I want in exchange."
"Okay, okay," the voice of the man in the middle changed, matured, and experienced many changes: "Three ransom books, six octavo sheets, and the last page of this construction book is in your hands. According to the agreement, we want
I have something to do for you."
"Anything is fine." Crying face: "Oh, I lost money this time, it's a big loss."
"Hahahaha, cough cough cough..."
The laughter was sudden, and he stopped laughing, but he was still laughing: "Tell me, tell me, we are happy today, we can do anything, we have everything we want, and we can do anything."
"Is it really possible to do anything?"
After Ximen Yan finished speaking, the three of them immediately fell silent. The scene was extremely strange. The man in the middle raised his palm and said, "If you have something, we can force it on you. If you don't have it, we can even take it away from you."
"Whatever you want, just say it."
"Really anything is fine, but what if I want to survey the infinite "Qianjin Book"?"
"Forehead..."
As soon as Qian Jin's book came out, the three traders looked at each other in confusion. Ximen Yan originally just wanted to test them. After all, what the three of them just said was a bit arrogant.
Even Qian Jingtang, even the great ones, would not dare to say such big words.
"Hahaha..."
However, this time, the three of them laughed at the same time.
The crying face laughed, the man in the middle laughed even louder, and the one who always liked to laugh fell to the ground, laughing so hard that his stomach twitched.
"Ignorant and ignorant."
"You idiot, how stupid."
"I have the most precious treasure in the world, but no one can understand its secrets," the middleman said, "It's so ridiculous, hahahaha."
"Can't you get it?"
"Hahaha, when you say the word 'take', you don't understand what Qian Jinshu is about. If you are talking about the real Qianjinshu, then we don't need to give it to you, and I can't give it to you, but
We can tell you where it is."
Ximen Yan asked in confusion: "Where?"
"There it is, isn't the book Qianjin right there?"
"where?"
Ximen Yan looked at the trader's fingers hanging in the air, but he saw nothing except the trader pointing at a wall: "Where is that you are talking about?"
"Don't you even know where that is? Over there, over there?"
However, the trader's fingers did not move. They were still pointing where they were originally pointing: "It seems that you didn't understand. It's not our fault."
"etc!"
When Ximen Yan saw the other party reaching out to get something, he quickly closed the jade box again.
"Crack!"
The strange thing is that as the jade box was closed again, the three people who even Ximen Yan thought were unfathomable did not come to snatch it, as if there was some restraint preventing them from forcibly touching the contents of the box.
"What I just said doesn't count," Ximen Yan said, "I want to change my request."
"Returned, hahaha, returned, hey hey hey."
"Loss money, loss money again."
"Okay," the man in the middle put down his hand. He was still so understated, waiting quietly for Ximen Yan's reply: "But please don't say anything more that you can't get yourself, and don't say something that originally belongs to you.
something.”
The previous "Thousand Catties Book" was just Ximen Yan's test. He himself knew that the "Thousand Catties Book" could not be so easy to get, and what he really wanted was not some illusory "Thousand Catties Book".
"I want the blueprint of Yuxu Palace," Ximen Yan said, "can you get this?"
"..."
The three traders were silent for a while. The next moment, the man in the middle took off his hood, revealing a pale, corpse-like face. He was as skinny as a stick, and the skin and flesh on his face were fused together.
The stench that hit his face made Ximen Yan subconsciously cover his mouth and nose: 'What on earth are these guys? Aren't they humans?'
"Can."
In the hoarse and deep voice, the trader grinned and showed a strange smile.
"Um?"
Suddenly, a stone slip appeared in Ximen Yan's hand: "This is..."
"The blueprint of Yuxu Palace you want."
"That's it?"
Ximen Yan opened it, but there was not a single word written on it. Ximen Yan quickly spread the slip to the merchant and asked, "What do you mean? There is nothing in it."
"We gave you what you asked for, and please give back what's ours."
"Wait, how do I know what you gave me is true? How do you prove..."
However, the jade box in Ximen Yan's hand disappeared. The other party took it away and took it away by force, as if his previous attitude of not touching the jade box was just an act.
"This last page is back, Ai Ye's curse is lifted, we..."
The three figures began to turn into ashes. The zombie-like man in the middle raised his head, but his face was full of peace: "I can finally go home."