Suddenly, the eyes of the fat-faced monk and the thin-faced Taoist priest fell on Zhuo Bufan at the same time, and a fierce light flashed quietly in their eyes. The threat was self-evident, but the fat-faced monk still said with a smile: "This
Little brother, I don’t know if this thing is worth 300 million, but I know a saying, a thousand dollars can’t buy a good thing!”
Zhou Yi's brows knit together, why is this guy always coming out to cause trouble at critical moments?
Both Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yi also cast their eyes on the young man who spoke, it was Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest indifferently, and said slowly: "A thousand dollars can't buy a good heart. I know that you can buy it as much as others like, but if it is a murder weapon, it is still necessary."
Will you buy it back for 300 million?"
"Boy, what are you talking nonsense about? You don't want to leave here anymore." The thin Taoist priest suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face, staring at him with eyes like daggers.
Dongfang Yi frowned. He had long been unhappy with Zhuo Bufan, but he was just getting along with someone like Wu Tong, who had just joined the Tao, and he acted so recklessly. If he retorted like this now, wouldn't that prove that he was mistaken? Himself
The title of the best Feng Shui master in Zhongzhou is not for nothing.
"Little brother, this incense burner is a magic weapon. You don't know anything, so don't talk nonsense here." Dongfang Yi said in a sullen voice with a not pretty face.
"Mr. Dongfang is a famous Feng Shui Kanyu master in Zhongzhou. He is proficient in antique treasure appraisal and the art of Wuqing. Although this extraordinary martial arts is powerful, does he still know the magic and gossip?" Kang Bo frowned and said calmly.
Lian Xipo's impression of Zhuo Bufan was even worse. The last time he brought Lian Shijian back to the Lian family, he not only injured Xun'er, but also caused a scene in the Lian family. If he hadn't been so powerful in martial arts, how could he have let him down so easily?
leave.
"I guess he just wants to be in the limelight. Although his martial arts is powerful, he has no skills and is talking arrogantly here." Lian Xipo shook his head and said calmly.
No one else knew Zhuo Bufan's identity, but when they saw Wu Tong standing on top of him, always looking respectful, they were a little curious about this young man's origins.
Zhuo Bufan said: "This is indeed a magic weapon, but it will never be good for people. It is just a murder weapon. There is evil in it. If my guess is correct, breathing this musk for a long time will not only shorten your life,
It will be reduced, and your mind will be controlled by others."
As soon as he said these words, Qian Bing immediately clenched his iron fists and stared at the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest with thick eyebrows. Could it be that these two people were also the ghost king's subordinates, but he never had any idea.
"Even I can't tell. Are you more capable than me?" Dongfang Yi squeezed the armrest and stared at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhou Yi pouted and said disdainfully: "How can he, a high school student, compare to you, Mr. Dongfang? I think he did this on purpose, just to hype himself up and raise his own worth. There are so many low-profile stars now."
They all like to quarrel with celebrities who are more popular than themselves to gain attention. No one can understand such childish methods."
"Yeah." Zhou Baxiang and Xu Huan both nodded slightly at the same time, apparently agreeing with Zhou Yi's statement. Zhuo Bufan could see something wrong with the hibiscus jade bracelet last time, which shows that he has some skills.
But, after all, Zhuo Bufan is so old, no matter how capable he is, he cannot be Mr. Dongfang's opponent. Now he deliberately embarrasses Mr. Dongfang in front of so many people, probably just for the sake of fame.
"Little brother, if you are talking nonsense, please get out." Zhou Baxiang frowned and said coldly.
Master Wu and Qian Bing suddenly stood up. Master Wu stared at Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yihan and said, "Mr. Zhuo, how can you, ordinary people like you, tolerate such slight humiliation?"
"What a common man, what a Mr. Zhuo." Dongfang Yi slapped the table with a fierce slap, stood up, and looked at Wu Tong and Zhuo Bufan with piercing eyes, "Am I, Dongyi, someone you can humiliate?
?”
"Mr. Dongfang, don't be angry. He's just a kid. Why bother with him?" Zhou Balian hurriedly tried to persuade him.
Dongfang Yi laughed loudly and said, "Everyone happens to be here, so I'll show you what I can do." After that, Dongfang Yi stretched out the palm of his right hand, and then drew an obscure talisman on it with his left hand.
Suddenly a green light flashed, and everyone in the hall opened their eyes wide.
"Mr. Dongfang, what a miracle!"
"It is said that Mr. Dongfang is a Taoist master who does not eat the fireworks of the world, but also has magical powers. So is this true?"
Even Wu Tong's eyes widened. They fought against each other ten years ago. At that time, Dongfang Yi's strength was only half that of him. Now he can actually gather spirits in his hands. I'm afraid he's at least in the stage of Qi training. It's so terrifying!
I saw Dongfang Yi put his right hand containing green light on the table, and a miraculous scene suddenly appeared. A tender green sapling sprouted from the pear tree table, slowly growing to about five or six centimeters, and bloomed.
A few young leaves, full of vitality.
Everyone in the audience took a breath of cold air. Withered trees blooming and green shoots sprouting. Modern people who have adapted to the laws of the earth feel that their heads are not turning enough at all.
Seeing everyone's shocked look, Dongfang Yi couldn't help but reveal a touch of pride and pride on his face. His sharp eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan and he said calmly: "Are you convinced now?"
I saw Zhuo Bufan holding the tea lid and gently brushing it against the tea cup, blowing away the white mist on it, taking a sip, and said slowly: "It's just a small trick."
Dongfang Yi was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. You drank your tea leisurely and didn't even look at me. You said I was just a little trick. What about you? You know how to talk.
"Mr. Zhuo, if you still speak rudely to Dongfang Yi like this, I can ask you to leave here." Prime Minister Zhou's expression became more gloomy. Dongfang Yi had already demonstrated his transcendent ability. This young man was still talking nonsense here.
People feel disgusted.
Yan Chunyi frowned and said softly: "Uncle, Zhuo Bufan is my student. You also know that boys care about face. He didn't do it on purpose."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "You respect Dongfang Yi, but treat me like a piece of shit. I'm afraid you will only regret it."
Just when Zhuo Bufan spoke, no one noticed that the fat monk and the thin Taoist looked at each other, with a hint of haze flashing in their eyes. Then the fat monk suddenly opened the lid of the incense burner, and the thin Taoist took out
A talisman suddenly hit the black mist rushing out from the incense burner, and shouted: "Lin!"
The black mist actually floated in the air, transformed into two sharp claws, and suddenly attacked Zhou Baxiang. Zhou Baxiang turned pale with fright. Fortunately, Dongfang Yi stood in front of him in time, and green light bloomed in his palms.
Shouted loudly: "Evil things, suffer death!" (To be continued)