Lan Tiao said calmly, "This is a souvenir my family left me. It's of no use to you, so just give it back to me."

"That's impossible!" The handsome man said with a grim expression, "I just answered so many of your questions. According to the feedback from my magic, you must at least give me a blue-grade spiritual weapon. If you can't afford it, you must repay me with all your spiritual stones, spiritual weapons, luck, lifespan, and even your entire life. But now... you just gave me an amulet, and the deal between us is over?"

How is this possible!

Is the value of a broken amulet equivalent to that of a blue-grade spiritual weapon?

Is there something wrong with the magic power, or is there something wrong with the newcomer who is trapped in the miasma?

The handsome man has lived for so many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such an outrageous situation. His magic skill can reverse the cause and effect relationship between heaven and earth. Normally, there is a cause before the effect, but the magic skill can take advantage of the situation and make things have effects first and then causes.

For example, in the case of "paying a debt," the cause is the debt, and the effect is the repayment. However, the handsome man's magical power reverses this relationship. He first answers a few questions, which are equivalent to repaying the debt. Since the debt has been repaid, it means that the other party has lent him the money. Therefore, after receiving the repayment, the other party must return the loan. The transaction is then complete.

Just like buying something, it should be a matter of mutual consent, but the handsome man had a way of twisting that concept. Anyone who approached him was deemed to have agreed to a transaction, and this transaction was unequal. With just a few words, he could make someone pay with all their wealth, even their life. If the other party refused, his magic would force them to hand it over, just like Lan Tiao, who had just been manipulated by an unknown force to throw away the most important thing in her heart.

The amulet is made of red silk cloth with the three elegant characters "Amulet" embroidered on it with golden silk thread. It was sewn by Lan's mother when she was still alive. It contains a few strands of her hair. Later, Lan added a strand of hair from each of her brothers and sisters. Lan Tiao believed from the bottom of his heart that this amulet was more precious than the Qing-level spiritual weapon given to him by his sister. After all, his mother only sewed this one, and it was the only thought left behind.

"Mortals have short lifespans, and when they get too old they lose the ability to have children. However, cultivators age slowly and have strong constitutions. Even after hundreds of years, they can still have children... Therefore, some demonic cultivators are so cruel that they even kill their own wives and children. After all, they can remarry their wives and have more children if they lose them. For most spiritual masters, the most precious things are spiritual stones and spiritual artifacts. I didn't expect that I would be so unlucky today and meet an outlier who values ​​family so much..." The handsome man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at Lan Tiao and asked, "You want this amulet back, right?"

Lan Tiao neither shook her head nor nodded, and said nothing.

The magic power of this handsome man was too strange. If he only wanted money, then Lan Tiao might be willing to use the silver on her body to exchange for the amulet, but the other party also wanted her life, which was too overbearing. Lan Tiao decided not to talk to him from now on, no matter what.

Lan Tiao thought to herself: If my mother is in heaven, she would definitely not want me to lose my life for an inanimate object.

"Give it back to you, this thing is garbage!"

The handsome man frowned, stuffed his hair back into the amulet, and threw it back at Lan Tao's feet.

Lan Tiao looked hesitant.

The handsome man said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Gongsun Zimang. What's your name?"

Lan Tiao didn't say anything.

"Don't be afraid. I'm the one talking to you first. It's not a transaction." Gongsun Zimang took a step forward. The tip of his nose was almost touching the miasma, but it was still a few millimeters away. The two of them were so close that Lan Tiao could clearly see his long and thick eyelashes.

Lan Tiao suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to push Gongsun Zimang away, but the miasma forest blocked his hand firmly inside the forest.

Helplessly, Lan Tiao had to take a few steps back and stay away from Gongsun Zimang.

Both of them fell silent.

After a long time, Lan Tiao bent down, picked up the amulet on the ground, patted the dust off it, and put it back in her arms.

Gongsun Zimang showed a satisfied smile on his face. He snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "The transaction begins again."

Giving the amulet to Lan Tao was equivalent to starting a new transaction.

This time, Gongsun Zimang learned his lesson.

He said, "Give me the second most precious thing in your possession."

The most precious thing is the amulet, and the second most precious thing must be a blue-level spiritual weapon!

Gongsun Zimang can be sure that Lan Tiao must have a green-level spiritual weapon on her.

For example, Gongsun Zimang is trading with a beggar. The most valuable thing on the beggar is a steamed bun. If the steamed bun is handed over, does it mean that the transaction is completed?

The answer is no.

If the magic power determines that the beggar should give Gongsun Zimang a blue-grade spiritual weapon, the beggar thinks that his steamed bun is a priceless treasure, but even if he hands over the steamed bun, it will be useless because he does not have a blue-grade spiritual weapon, so the transaction will fail and he will need to pay with his life. But if he has a spiritual weapon, then the rules of the magic power will determine that the value of the steamed bun is greater than the blue-grade spiritual weapon, and the transaction will end.

Therefore, Gongsun Zimang was certain that Lan Tiao had a treasure on her.

Gongsun Zimang smiled. Since the amulet was the most precious thing, he would ask Lan Tiao for the second most precious thing. This time he would definitely get a blue-grade spiritual weapon, right?

Just when he was full of anticipation, he suddenly found that Lan Tiao began to undress.

A question mark slowly appeared above Gongsun Zimang's head.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

Lan Tiao still didn't say anything. At this moment, he was controlled by the magic power and took off his coat uncontrollably and threw it out of the miasma forest.

Gongsun Zimang thought, could it be that this piece of clothing is a blue-level spiritual weapon?

However, when he took the clothes in his hand, he found that it was just an extremely ordinary piece of clothing.

Gongsun Zimang collapsed: "What's the story behind this dress of yours?"

He returned the clothes and said weakly, "The third transaction begins. I want to know why you think this clothes are so valuable."

This time, Lan Tiao couldn't help but answer: "My sister bought the clothes for me."

Gongsun Zimang asked again, "What is the third most valuable thing on you? Is it a spiritual weapon?"

Lan Tiao shook her head, "I also have a jade pendant on me, which was also given to me by my sister."

Gongsun Zimang was already numb. He said, "You must have a problem with your brain. You actually regard these worthless things as more important than spiritual weapons."