"I have a lot of things to build, and I plan to buy you. What do you want?"
After hearing this, the bad old man opened his eyes, looked over with sparkling eyes and looked at Zhang Baoer, then he sat up cross-legged with a smile and stretched out his right hand and said:
"First give me some delicious food, and then give me a chance to be promoted to a saint, and then you can buy me."
Looking at the stretched out hand, Zhang Baoer couldn't laugh or cry. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a beggar and not a famous gentleman.
He waved his hand and asked Master Huang to take out a large plate of braised pork and pass it over. Mr. Yao did not take it, nor did he have any reaction to the smell of braised pork. His eyes were still on Zhang Baoer, waiting for his answer.
Zhang Baoer understands why he is like this. He has long known from Uncle Fu that although Mr. Yao wants to practice all kinds of methods, he is a very principled person. If he can't forge what others want, he has nothing.
Will want it.
Uncle Fu on the side was a little nervous. He didn't know if the mysterious thing Zhang Baoer mentioned would be useful. He knew that this old friend had hidden wounds due to excessive forging in his youth, and there was basically no hope of being promoted to a saint. The reason why he stayed in Wendan City.
If you don't leave, you just look forward to selling yourself to the Holy Medicine Peak one day in exchange for the opportunity to be promoted to a saint; Holy Medicine Peak originally wanted to buy it, but the peak owner Zhong Luoluo said he couldn't afford it after meeting him in person - even the Holy Medicine Peak
Can Zhang Baoer really afford someone who even Fengdu can’t afford?
Mr. Yong did not give up, and because he knew that he would not be able to buy himself anywhere else, he stayed here, constantly looking forward to the day when Holy Medicine Peak could afford to buy him.
In fact, he also knew that that day might never come, but he had no choice but to wait and hope for a miracle to happen.
"Buy it!"
Zhang Baoer looked into his eyes and nodded.
"you……"
Mr. Yao's eyes widened, and then he said suspiciously:
“Give a deposit first!”
"good!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xiaosi opened his mouth and swallowed everyone in the courtyard. When he saw it opening its mouth, the husband looked surprised but did not resist. In the blink of an eye, everyone appeared in Xiaosi's belly.
Under Mr. Yao's burning gaze, Zhang Baoer's eyes sharpened, and a small tripod flew out from between his eyebrows. This scene made Mr. Yao and Uncle Fu look horrified, because they felt something from the little tripod.
There was an aura of transcendent terror, like facing a sleeping god.
Before they could regain their senses, Zhang Baoer touched his hand and a wisp of dense air floated out from the small cauldron.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Mr. Yao yelled crazily, his eyes widened, exuding a strong color of fire. This time he stretched out his two hands, but restrained himself from rushing over to grab it.
Zhang Baoer nodded. This man was very principled and lived up to his name - his name was Mr. Yao, not Mr. Robbery.
Then, with a flick of his finger, he cut off the wisp of white air, and then sent half of it over. Mr. Yao quickly opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath.
The white air was sucked into his stomach. Mr. Yao closed his eyes, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. The rosy color broke through the dirt on his face and was revealed. This scene made Uncle Fu open his mouth... In fact, in
When he saw that wisp of mist, he had a hunch that this thing would be of great benefit to the body. Even he couldn't help but want to snatch it but was restrained.
Seeing him, Zhang Baoer nodded with a smile and sent the remaining half of the strand over.
However, Mr. Yao suddenly opened his eyes, looked horrified, and shouted:
"That's mine! Give it to me..."
Later, the words became extremely hoarse, as if he had used all his strength to utter them, and the person fell to the ground with a look of pleading on his face.
"this……"
Looking at the white silk-like mist in front of him, Uncle Fu looked hesitant. He looked at his old friend and then at Zhang Baoer, wondering why he gave that half to him.
Zhang Baoer took off his mask, looked at Uncle Fu and said:
"We are our own people..."
Then he walked over with a smile on his face and helped Mr. Yao up from the ground, saying:
"Is it acceptable? How much more do you want?"
Hearing this, Mr. Yao looked ecstatic and couldn't help but ask:
"You still...still have?!"
After asking, seeing Zhang Baoer smiling but not answering, he suddenly remembered Zhang Baoer's question and said in a weak voice:
"Three...no! Just give me two strands and I can break through!"
After saying that, he broke away from Zhang Baoer's hand, knelt down and bowed:
"Kowtow to the master!"
"No need to be polite!"
Zhang Baoer helped him up again, looked into his eyes and said:
"I will give you three more wisps! Haha... don't look at me like that. I don't even notice this thing. If you and I can reach the end hand in hand, I will give you the chance to become an immortal!"
"Thank you Master for the generous gift. I swear that I will follow Master for the rest of my life, even if I die!"
After thanking him, he looked at Uncle Fu with tears in his eyes and said with a smile:
"Old friend, hurry up and absorb it. Don't waste it. This is a good thing that cannot be exchanged for ten Wendan cities."
"Um!"
Uncle Fu nodded, his old eyes were moist, and he sucked in the Danhua in front of him, and then the two of them sat down cross-legged and took the time to digest it.
The two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, with a burning look in their eyes. Their faces seemed to be more than ten years younger. After they both stood up, they bowed like Zhang Baoer and said at the same time:
"Thank you Master (Master)."
Zhang Baoer said you're welcome, then pointed at Mr. Yao and smiled:
"Take a good shower after you go out. We all eat at the same table. If you do this, you will have to eat alone."
Mr. Yao was stunned at first. After hearing the message from Uncle Fu and understanding Zhang Baoer's acting style, he blushed and said:
"Yes...yes!"
But at this moment, Xiaosi transformed into a head on the stone wall, and said with a look of anticipation on his face:
"Little guy, your flame seems to be pretty good. Let's burn it down when you have time!"
Mr. Yao was shocked and had a look of fear on his face. After realizing that this person was another life form and a saint, he was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and agreed.
Although Zhang Baoer wanted a good knife, he was not in a hurry, so the group left Xiaosha's belly. After coming out, Gao Xiaoxian heard that this man was one of his own, and immediately said:
"Let's go! Let's go back. There are fleas everywhere."
Mr. Yao was not angry. He hurriedly packed up his things and followed Zhang Baoer and others. Seeing him accompanying him and hearing about the explosion in Dan City, everyone was shocked - Mr. Yao actually went out, followed by an unbelievably beautiful man.
Behind the young man...
After taking a bath, a group of people had a meal in the hall and had a good time. However, the owner of Tianxian Inn and his men were very busy because after hearing that Mr. Yao and Zhang Baoer came here, countless people came to visit, but Zhang Baoer said that he could not see anyone.
He stayed outside without anyone and carefully told the visitors: "Young Master will not see guests."