Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: A Thousand Money Can't Buy My Peace of Mind
"Brother Luo, please think twice." After Zhu Yelang finished speaking, Zhao Qianshu followed closely and said, "Boss, you are crazy."
The middle-aged man in red was obviously a little surprised, and his blind eyes, which he didn't know if he was real or not, were darting from side to side: "Does this young guest take him seriously?"
There are as many practitioners on the rivers and lakes as crucian carp crossing the river, and those with extraordinary talents are very few. Therefore, most practitioners rely on external objects, weapons, and elixirs, which can help practitioners reach a higher level.
Therefore, money is even more important. These three treasures are not only priceless, but at least they are beyond the reach of ordinary people. The middle-aged man in red is blind, but that does not mean that he cannot see the abilities of these three people.
Judging from his accent, his tone doesn't sound like that of a rich person. It's more like he's pretending to be big.
That's why I ask this question.
Wang Luo ignored the two of them and nodded: "Seriously, I want to buy it!"
"Holy shit, boss..." Zhao Qianshu had a look of pain on his face. He pulled Wang Luode's clothes repeatedly, looked around, and whispered: "These two treasures add up to seventy gold bars. How can we do this?"
Much money."
"Don't you have a million plums in your account? There's still some extra."
"Boss," Zhao Qianshu called softly, his eyes widened. He held his clothes tightly with both hands and moved back carefully.
"Come here!" Wang Luo waved.
"If you don't come, you still scold me. I'm not used to you talking like this. You just want to steal my money." Zhao Qianshu shook his head.
"Borrowing means borrowing money!"
"No, you are obviously robbing!"
"Zhao Qianshu, are you fucking rebelling? You don't even listen to what the boss says?" Wang Luo shouted.
Zhao Qianshu immediately stood on the spot and looked at Wang Luo aggrievedly, like a child who had done something bad.
Wang Luo went over and patted Zhao Qianshu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your boss said he borrowed it, so he borrowed it, and he will definitely return it to you in the future. A gentleman's words are hard to follow, and when has the boss ever lied to you?"
"I forgot, many times."
Zhu Yelang on the side listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but burst out laughing. He repeatedly came to the rescue and said: "Brother Luo, I won't stand on your side this time. These two things are too expensive.
It’s really not worth the money.”
"A thousand pieces of gold can't buy it," Wang Luo muttered, not knowing how to follow the next sentence.
Then I thought about it for a while: "A thousand dollars can't buy my peace of mind."
Wang Luo smiled stupidly. The Shangqing Pill was reserved for Xiao Jiuer. I would definitely give it to her when I have the opportunity to go back in the future. I don’t know how she is doing now? She is alone and helpless.
Without the master, this pure elixir can drive away ghosts and ghosts, so it is just right to keep it for Xiao Jiuer.
As for the Ju Fu Na, Wang Luo wanted to keep it and give it to Miss Guan Buhui. Wang Luo always felt that he owed her something.
Although on the surface he, Wang Luo, had no regrets at all, but in his heart, Wang Luo always had a trace of guilt that could not go away for a long time.
Guan Buhui can't leave Jiangyao Town, so give her Jufuna, who can accompany her to relieve her boredom and make her happy.