Next to the revelation page on the table, the old man in plain clothes placed an exquisite puppet pendant.
The shopkeeper glanced sideways strangely, but after a quick glance, the strange pupils flashed with brilliance, and it understood in its heart.
This pendant is nothing special, and it lacks energy, so it is obviously incomplete.
However, even if it is incomplete, its power and effectiveness are still better than the Hungry Broken Bowl and its value is a bit higher.
It is more than enough for delivery tasks.
However, if it had not seen the revelation page, it might have accepted the pendant directly without hesitation when the old man in plain clothes handed it to it.
At least, the value is more than three thousand ghost money, so Baolou will not lose money.
But now, having witnessed the special wonders of the Revelation Page, I suddenly lost interest in looking at these objects.
Whether in terms of efficacy or value, the two are worlds apart and cannot be compared at all.
So, after retracting his gaze, the shopkeeper, strangely unwilling to give up, said with a smile on his face, "Old sir, submit this yellow paper and you've completed the task. Why do you need another one?"
"One more?"
When the old man in plain clothes heard this, he frowned and was very unhappy.
The old ghost opposite deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and actually wanted to cheat him of something else. These were all ghost money - that is, money!
Being taken advantage of is more painful than having your flesh cut off.
He immediately reached out and unceremoniously took the yellow paper back from the table, putting it in his arms, and humbly said, "It's not that there are many things. I only handed over this pendant... I just gave you the yellow paper to see and broaden your horizons."
The action was not fast, and the shopkeeper strangely did not stop it the whole time.
After all, before the object is submitted to the Treasure House, it belongs to the trial-taker, and as the master of the Treasure House, it cannot snatch it away.
However, looking at such a treasure being taken back into its arms... its eyes widened, its face full of reluctance and bitterness.
"He really performed exceptionally well."
Lin Fan smiled helplessly.
The old man in plain clothes' performance was all taught and directed by him in the dark streets in the middle of the night.
The purpose is to further establish the image, convince and intimidate the weird shopkeeper, and facilitate the subsequent request for the contracted weird pupil.
As for why Lin Fan didn't do it himself.
It was because at the beginning, the one who caught the attention of the weird shopkeeper was the old man in plain clothes. If someone else were to do it, it would be more trouble than gain.
To ensure that everything goes smoothly, we chose to have an old man in plain clothes do it.
But this action was beyond Lin Fan's expectation - he had told the old man in plain clothes to refuse to submit the revelation page, but not in such a provocative way.
It’s so cheap.
He was just a bystander, and he wanted to go up and punch the old man twice.
However, the effect was quite good. The strange shopkeeper's expression changed noticeably. He was stunned for a full moment before he slowly spoke, "Are you sure? If this item is worth less than three thousand ghost notes..."
There was a hint of threat and coldness in his words.
Although, it already knew that this half of the strange prop was worth more than three thousand ghost money.
However, the other party may not know this... You must know that if you fail to complete the mission, the consequence of failure is death!
A living person may not have the courage to take this gamble.
For this reason, it deliberately mentioned it again, hoping that the tension and anxiety would overwhelm the old man's reason and force him to hand over the prophecy yellow pages again.
Hearing this, the old man in plain clothes was indeed a little panicked. After all, this mission depended on his life.
He glanced at Lin Fan subtly, and when he received a slight nod in response, he felt relieved.
Since my brother said it's okay, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Then, obviously drifting away, his eyebrows raised, "Do you think I... would make such a mistake?"
hiss--
The shopkeeper took a strange breath, a little stunned, and then laughed at himself, "I've been rude again... With the old gentleman's eyesight, he would never make such a mistake."
After saying that, it shook its head helplessly.
Ordinary trial-takers, regardless of status, will be submitted to the Treasure House in exchange for a chance to survive.
If it were a trial-taker with a little bit of ability, in order to ensure his survival, he would not dare to take the risk even if he knew that the item was valuable and he might lose money by submitting it.
But when encountering such an extraordinary trial-taker, whose eyesight is even better than its own, Baolou will naturally not let it get such a big advantage.
Helpless, I can only focus my attention on the pendant.
"This item is quite good. It can contain a strange creature... but its soul is missing. It's not complete."
After examining it for a while, the strange shopkeeper gave the price in a deep voice, "For a complete piece, the treasure house can offer nine thousand ghost notes."
Having said this, it looked at the old man in plain clothes and urged, "So... old man, can you take out the other half now?"
"What else?"
The old man in plain clothes pointed to the table and said, "This is the object I want to submit, nothing else."
"What do you mean?"
The shopkeeper was obviously puzzled, a trace of anger appeared on his face, "The requirements of the trial mission are at least one!"
As soon as the words fell, Lin Fan, who had been watching the show on the side, showed a playful smile.
The groundwork laid when I first entered the treasure house is now of use.
Then, he echoed loudly, "The mission requirement isn't a minimum of one, but there's no limit on the quantity. You said it yourself!"
“That’s right!”
The old man in plain clothes nodded hurriedly.
The strange shopkeeper was a little angry, and the majestic aura was cold and frightening. He could not bear it alone.
Fortunately, my brother spoke up at the right time to attract attention and relieve and disperse the pressure.
"I see."
The shopkeeper fell into a strange silence, as if waking up from a dream.
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