"Oh, high price?"
The exiled immortal snorted subconsciously, but after he finished snorting, he shrank his neck and looked at Bai Ling'er cautiously.
I found that it didn't do anything and lay back in the rocking chair, drinking tea.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to maintain a cold expression, looking directly at Lin Fan, and sneered:
"Let's not talk about your identity, which makes me dislike you. This box is also my most precious treasure. How can you take it away just like that?"
"If you don't take it, you will get it at a high price."
"Tsk, high price? Have you ever seen what ghost money is?"
The exiled immortal summoned the underworld card, on which appeared more than 80 million underworld banknotes. Even Bai Ling'er, who didn't know the value of underworld banknotes, couldn't help but look up in surprise.
Lin Fan also pretended to be surprised, and then said in a deep voice:
"So rich."
"Yes, that's right. I have plenty of money. How about this?"
The exiled immortal raised the corner of his mouth, spread his fingers, and put away the Dark Travel Card.
"Leave me the Half-Step City Destroyer on you, and I might consider lending you the box for seven days."
Behind the exiled immortal, the pale bones formed a new rocking chair, which was slightly inferior to the one Bai Ling'er was lying on.
He lay down leisurely, looking at Lin Fan with a playful expression.
Although the conditions seemed to be mentioned casually, they were actually already planned in the heart.
As long as we get four Half-Step City Destroyers, we can force them to tell us why they signed the contract.
You can also send them to the Hall of Yama and ask them about the special features of these four half-step city destroyers.
This is to determine what the mastermind behind these three people wants the box for.
Once he discovers that it is to resurrect the late emperor, or it is some shocking secret, he can lead all the strange creatures to eliminate them in advance!
However, it had no idea that its box had the power to resurrect.
But human wisdom is indeed not inferior to weirdness, so we cannot just deny something on the spot just because we think it is not possible.
The exiled immortal already knew that with Bai Ling'er around, it was impossible for him to hurt these three people in the slightest.
Since fighting doesn't work, use your wits to defeat him.
Although I am an exiled immortal, I have little talent, but my wisdom has made some achievements!
Lin Fan could see that its eyes were full of obvious calculation.
Most likely they want to use the strangeness of their contract to get some information.
And most likely, four are not needed, just to show the value of the box, and at the same time guide him to bargain towards the number of strange contracts left.
Lin Fan is not talented, calculating and bargaining, I have an old man!
The old man's heart moved, and a string in his heart resonated with Lin Fan. He immediately took a step forward and attracted the exiled immortal's attention to himself.
"This... you know, we have no say in the matter of the strange contract."
Sure enough, there is someone behind this!
The exiled immortal was delighted with his own cleverness, and felt excited as if something he had learned for a thousand years was finally putting to use.
It's like the excitement of a math genius who becomes a programmer and is finally discovered to solve difficult math problems.
The old man seemed to be unaware that he had let something slip, and continued to speak to the exiled immortal:
"Alas, I actually bypassed my brother and took the initiative to talk. I really don't know the priorities. Sorry, sorry, are you guys chatting?"
"No, no, no, I just want to talk to you."
The exiled immortal tried to stop him again and again. He could tell that among the three people, the woman was for fighting and had a skill that could limit the strange movement of the city destroyer.
The young man was full of evil intentions, and he had three tricks hidden in one sentence.
Only this old man is useless and reveals a lot of information when he opens his mouth.
It must be because he was contracted to destroy the city halfway, so he was pulled out to make up the numbers. If we want to get more information, we have to work hard on him!
The old man nodded to Lin Fan pretending to be sorry, and then looked at the exiled immortal.
With just a small action, the exiled immortal was overjoyed.
Found the flaw!
It was so excited that it didn't even notice the real flaw, Yiqiqi, who was looking at the old man and it in surprise.
My master didn't even move his butt, and his back was facing away, so how come this old man was able to cooperate?
Is this... a heart-to-heart connection with the master?
Their cooperation is so tacit, this exiled immortal with a hole in his brain looks like he has found a loophole himself, which is far beyond expectations...
Yi Qiqi was stunned for a long time before he realized that his appearance would easily expose his evil plan, so he held back and collected his taste.
The old man touched his chin and said after a moment of silence:
"How about this, we don't have much money on us, so why not buy your information?"
"What information?"
"Where else can you find a tool with the same power as your box?"
"Oh, absolutely impossible! Do you think that a soul is easy to imprison? If it weren't for my trickery, it would be impossible to trap it!"
The exiled immortal is quite confident, especially when it comes to trickery.
The old man slapped his forehead and said excitedly:
"Hey, this, this, if you're the only one who can produce it, the price of this ghost money might be one hundred... no, two million!"
"Why is it only two million?"
The exiled immortal felt a little disdainful.
Not to mention anything else, it can earn 600,000 from the scholar.
Who would care about two million?
But the old man seemed not to notice its disdainful look and continued to mutter:
"That's bad. Not counting the ghost money for the trial, our budget is only 300,000. Although we do have 2 million, the other 1 million is the total amount accumulated by humans for generations to buy other props."
"This, this, this...should we abandon them for our own sake?"
The old man looked at Lin Fan in a panic.
Lin Fan’s acting skills are not good, but at this time he only needs to put on a cold face and frown, just like an idol, which is not a difficult task.
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