"Tsk, I'm still not sure. Since I can't invite the ancestors I know in Xiangyu, I might as well try my luck at Bagu Mountain... Forget it, I'll go to the King of Hell first. It just so happens that General Niujiao is crying too."
The exiled immortal thought about it and was about to step out of the scene, but he stopped and decided to wait.
Otherwise, if I go out now, I will still have those three humans and Bai Ling'er in my sight.
It would be a bit awkward for me to just pretend not to know him and leave. It would be even more awkward if we were going in the same direction.
As the old saying goes, if you don’t agree on something, you should leave in batches.
So it sat back in the rocking chair and relaxed a bit.
"It doesn't matter if it's late. I used my own wisdom to force humanity's plan to go back hundreds of years. It won't delay us if it's a little later."
Thinking of this, it also felt that it should edit in advance some words about how it would use its intelligence to destroy human plans, and intersperse them in the conversation to show off its intelligence.
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Outside, Yiqiqi asked curiously:
"Under normal circumstances, this box should be worth approximately how much money?"
The question was asked to Bai Ling'er, because it knew the existence of the box and should have some understanding of its value.
She just wanted to know how much money the old man had saved for her master this time.
Bai Ling'er thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I only know that this thing is difficult to make, but there are more than just one. However, it has no shortage of ghost money, so it probably doesn't plan to auction it off."
"So, you can't take the box away with you using ghost money. You can only use something you're interested in to gain limited use rights."
This is all Bai Ling'er could understand.
But these alone were enough to make Yiqiqi feel horrified at the old man.
This old thing... is so valuable.
Could it be that I am the most useless among the three of us?
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