Chapter 455 The Heroine is a Shaman (Fifty-Eight)
Although it was not the first time that Hou Xinting heard the little paper man speak, he was still afraid.
A chill rose from his tailbone and rushed straight to the top of his head. Hou Xinting felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.
Gulp!
Hou Xinting swallowed his saliva and asked in a trembling voice: "Senior? What do you want me to do?"
After two or three days of silence, I thought there would be no more trouble, but I didn't expect that the loli senior who was so beautiful but very violent would actually send a message through the little paper man.
"Yes, it's me! Have you been to the underground auction now?"
The little paper man poked his head out of the pocket. Although he had no mouth, he still made some sounds.
The sound was not that weird electronic synthesized sound, but Gu Qingcheng's sweet and crisp voice.
"Hello, Senior! I, I've arrived and am getting on the elevator!"
Hou Xinting didn't care whether Gu Qingcheng could monitor him in real time or not, he was always very respectful.
After looking around, Hou Xinting was worried that someone might notice something unusual, so he took out a Bluetooth headset and put it on his ears.
In this way, when he talks to himself again, people around him will just think he is on the phone, instead of thinking that he is actually communicating with a little paper man.
"Yeah! Very good!"
The little paper man nodded in a mature manner, indicating that he was very satisfied with Hou Xinting.
Looking down at this scene, Hou Xinting couldn't help but picture Gu Qingcheng as a beautiful little adult in his mind.
Hou Xinting couldn't describe the feeling, it was obviously beautiful, yet so cruel.
I don’t know where Senior Chi found such an awesome little disciple.
The little paper man continued to speak: "I'm telling you, I need some medicinal herbs."
Hou Xinting quickly replied, "Okay! Senior, just tell me what you need!"
"Then remember them. Millennium ginseng, human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum..."
The little paper man didn't hold back and started talking incessantly.
When the little paper man reminded him to "write this down", Hou Xinting turned on the recording mode on his mobile phone.
"Okay! I've got it all down!"
Hou Xinting nodded and bowed, making all the right gestures.
Then, he said hesitantly, "Senior, these herbs seem to be very precious!"
It's not "seemingly" at all, but absolutely.
Millennium ginseng?
Human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum? This is really a magical world after the resurrection of spiritual energy.
The reality is that spiritual energy is exhausted and we are entering the Dharma Ending Age.
In today's over-exploitation era, even pure wild ginseng that is over 500 years old is extremely rare, let alone thousand-year-old ginseng.
Even if there is, the price is quite outrageous.
"I know! Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you go to the auction."
The little paper man spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
Normal trade fairs may not have these precious and rare medicinal materials.
However, the auction that Hou Xinting went to was an underground auction with a Xuanmen background.
Gu Qingcheng believed that there would be a "surprise" there.
Furthermore, Lao Rendao also added "blessing".
The corner of Hou Xinting's mouth twitched.
He really wanted to tell Senior Gu: Boss, the underground auction is not like a turtle in a wishing well, how can you get whatever you want? Also, even if there is something, it will probably cause a rush.
This price is really hard to say.
The little paper man Gu Qingcheng seemed to "see" Hou Xinting's micro-expression, and said proudly, "As for the money to buy medicine, we are not short of it!"
"The things I gave you were dug out from a thousand-year-old tomb!"
Hou Xinting: ...I know! I am a well-known Houye in the industry. I can tell the origins of those things just by smelling them.
but--
Boss!
senior!
Little aunt!
That is a funerary object, not a magic weapon. If you don’t ask someone from the Xuanmen sect to remove the blood evil, you can’t even sell it for the price of an antique.
Gu Qingcheng seemed to have "heard" Hou Xinting's inner voice, and said modestly, "My things are not underworld tools, but extremely pure magic tools!"
That was something that had been nurtured by the Yin Gathering Formation for thousands of years.
Contaminated with abundant yin energy.
Although it is not spiritual energy, sometimes people in the Xuanmen also need such artifacts.
Therefore, Gu Qingcheng’s package of burial objects can be used as a magical tool!
Anyone who knows the value of something will pay a high price for it.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Gu Qingcheng specially sent a message through the little paper man to tell Hou Xinting: What I gave you are all good things, don't sell them cheaply! Hou Xinting: ...Okay, you are the boss, the things are yours, if you insist on selling them at a sky-high price, it's all up to you! The elevator has reached the top floor.
Hou Xinting carried the suitcase and continued to pretend to be on the phone, chatting with the little paper man.
When the elevator door opened, Hou Xinting was almost blocked by a barrier.
"Oh wow! There's actually a barrier!"
The little paper man had an expressionless face, but said witty words.
Hou Xinting was surprised. "Boundary? Then, how do I get in?"
He is just a tomb robber and has no cultivation at all.
As for why a barrier was set up at the elevator entrance, Hou Xinting also knew that this was the organizer of the underground auction "screening" guests.
Only those who are truly in the Xuanmen sect can enter!
If anyone accidentally enters or tries to break through, there is no need for anyone to take action, just a barrier can keep them out!
"Just walk in!"
Through the little paper figurine, Gu Qingcheng spoke in that matter-of-fact tone.
Hou Xinting: …
He really wanted to complain, but he didn't know what to say.
It is to remind the big guy again: Dear, don’t take it for granted, you are the big guy, but I am not! The little paper man: “Stupid! If you can’t do it, don’t you still have me?”
Since the barrier has been discovered, it means that the people on this floor are all from the Xuanmen.
The little paper man no longer shrank in the pocket.
It jumped out nimbly, hovered in front of Hou Xinting, and then kicked -
Boom! A hole was kicked out in the invisible spiritual power shield.
The little paper man reached out and grabbed the edge of the opening, pulling it hard, revealing a huge "passage".
"Let's go!"
The little paper man shouted at Hou Xinting.
Hou Xinting: ...As expected of a little paper figurine made by a violent loli, it is as "violent" as the real person.
After silently complaining, Hou Xinting did not hesitate and hurried through the transparent "door".
After receiving the report, Lou Xiangnan and others who came hurriedly watched with twitching mouths as a man and a paper man passed through the barrier so "heroically".
"This person is so strange, he has Yin energy but no spiritual power!"
"What's so strange about that? It's probably just a rat."
"Huh? There seems to be something fishy about the suitcase he's carrying!"
"It seems that its original appearance has been obscured by a high-level talisman..."
"Fuck! There's a paper man! It was this paper man that broke the barrier just now!"
Several staff members of the Emergency Office stared at Hou Xinting, amazed and talking about it.
However, Lou Xiangnan had a hunch that today's underground auction would be very lively!
(End of this chapter)
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