After Xu Tong heard this, he decisively pulled out the card and left without stopping at all.
Triple charging is actually 60 script points, which is just a drop in the bucket for me who is now responsible for thousands of script points.
But if you have money, you won't spoil her like this.
The sister at the front desk is not here today, so I can just come back another day. I'm not in a hurry anyway.
Putting on his mask, he strode towards the red door. Accompanied by a burst of noise, he arrived at the exhibition again.
Unlike last time, this time he didn't even pause and went straight to the overseas shopping area.
It's still that simple area like a vegetable market.
Various prop cards were placed on various stalls. Xu Tong walked among them and looked around. His target was the dark prop card.
Although this classification is not official, everyone has a tacit understanding to classify some prop cards as dark type, because this type of prop card mostly gives you a strong increase, but the side effects are often too large to be prohibitive.
It is not uncommon for this kind of props to be stuck in overseas shopping areas, and the inventory is even very large.
Xu Tong was not in a hurry to buy, but just strolled around casually. After seeing almost everything, he turned around and headed straight to the previous tavern.
In the phone booth outside the pub, he first made a call to his old friend Yang Zixuan.
After the phone rang a few times, I heard that familiar voice.
"Old place, come quickly, I'll give you something good."
After saying that, regardless of whether Yang Zixuan responded or not, he hung up the phone, then sat in the same seat as last time, ordered a bottle of ice-cold white beer, and took a sip of it. It had a spicy and fruity taste, and was paired with a cold drink.
It has a cool taste and makes you feel relaxed after one sip.
After waiting for less than half an hour, Yang Zixuan hurried over. Although they were all wearing masks, Yang Zixuan could still recognize Xu Tong at a glance.
“The next time you hang up the phone, can you wait for me to say something before hanging up??”
Yang Zixuan complained, then threw a cigar to Xu Tong, but Xu Tong threw it back, as if showing off a treasure, and put the hookah he asked for from Gao Zhuo on the table.
"Yours is too small and not as big as mine. Why don't I give you a taste and keep it until you feel like dying?"
Yang Zixuan shook his head and expressed his gratitude for such a big hookah.
"Tell me, what is the good thing you said on the phone??"
Yang Zixuan was smoking a cigar slowly. In fact, before he came here, he never believed that Xu Tong could give him anything good. He even suspected that this guy was most likely here to cheat him out of the cigar.
But now seeing this guy holding a hookah pipe and puffing away smoke, I feel really curious.
Xu Tong did not beat around the bush and casually threw the two syringes to Yang Zixuan.
Yang Zixuan picked them up and took a look. They were Super Potion 1 and 2 respectively.
After taking a closer look at the two entries, there was a slight disappointment on his face: "This thing has a very high increase in plot missions, but it only has one-tenth of the increase in our players' increase, which is almost negligible."
"Aren't you a breeding team? With this thing, you can organize a super team in the script world to protect your cute pigs."
Xu Tong took out a hundred potions in one breath and said: "Quantity creates quality. It is enough for you to use so many potions in two times."
Yang Zixuan not only nodded when he heard this, it was a good idea, but then he frowned and said: "Since it is so easy to use, why don't you keep it for yourself?"
Xu Tong could only helplessly take a deep sip and look up at the ceiling: "They say that kindness cannot control soldiers, but justice cannot control wealth. It's just that I am too kind."
"Bah, I believe you."
Yang Zixuan would not believe his lies, but these things were indeed what Xu Tong said, he needed.
During this time, he had recruited several pigs and was worried about how to protect them. Xu Tong's medicines were naturally a timely help to him.
"One more thing, if I know a player's real name, I want to find out if there is any particularly good way to find him."
Sure enough, Xu Tong's real purpose in finding Yang Zixuan was certainly not to sell the batch of potions in his hand. More importantly, he wanted to ask Yang Zixuan if he had any way to find Daochang Wuji.
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult at all. It is said that there are some certified players who can kill the opponent with a curse just by knowing the opponent's name. They can even kill the opponent no matter how far away they are or whether they are in the script space. These people should have it in their hands.
You have this ability to find people.”
Yang Zixuan dragged his chin and thought.
As a result, Xu Tong rolled his eyes, put away the potions on the table, stood up and was about to leave.
"Hey! Don't go, don't go!"
Yang Zixuan hurriedly stopped him, and Xu Tong snorted coldly: "We are both thousand-year-old foxes, why are you pretending to me? If you can, just say don't go around in circles with me."
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Yang Zixuan hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Well, if you go west, there is a row of very special streets called Witch Street. You can try astrology. I can't say it is 100% successful, but basically you can give
You have the same idea."
"That's about right." Xu Tong pushed the potion to Yang Zixuan, and Yang Zixuan was not stingy. He gave Xu Tong a full 600 script points for a hundred potions.
Sure enough, the breeding team is still rich.
After Yang Zixuan left, Xu Tong started looking for the so-called Witch Street, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he found a very strange shop at a corner.
The name of the store is [Mingqi Grocery Store], but what attracted him was not the sign, but the couplet on the door.
"The first couplet is, seeking survival, seeking truth, and seeking immortality are ultimately three feet of loess. The second couplet is, money, earth, and the palace of Hades. Only when you die will you know how difficult it is to be a ghost."
Looking at this couplet, Xu Tong couldn't help but be curious about this store. He opened the door and walked in to take a look. He saw that the store was very simple in furnishings, but the shelves were full of things with strange shapes that dazzled everyone.
At this time, he suddenly saw a money mold on the shelf. He reached out and took it down and took a look. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.
This is indeed a money mold, and it's not the mold in his hand that can only be used as a guide. It's the money mold that he got from the fat man when he first entered the script world.
Thinking back to the first script world, Old Man Wang finally summoned the two sinister gods Black and White Wuchang and Xie Qifanba to burn paper ingots desperately. In the end, there was no movement from these two people, and the money couldn't even be burned no matter how much money was burned.
In the end, he took out the money and sent it to him. Suddenly, there was a big fire. The two men showed mercy and gave Old Man Wang's son a chance to live.
I didn't think much of it at the time, but later I realized how precious the money I gave was.
Thinking about the inheritance of the Wang family, one can fold paper into silver and bribe ghosts and ghosts, but the sum of so much paper and silver is not as valuable as a few thin ghost notes in the end.
Now that I actually saw the mold here, how could I not be excited? If I could print ghost money, wouldn't that mean I had acquired the ability to make money?
Just imagine that in the future, you can summon a bull-headed horse with a black and white face, throw a stack of ghost money on it, and all the ghosts and evil spirits will call you grandpa.
Xu Tong's idea was wonderful, but unfortunately, it would have been better if there wasn't a hole the size of a table tennis ball in the middle of the mold.
While he was looking at it, he heard the tapping sound of an abacus behind him, and the shopkeeper standing at the counter raised his head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have good eyesight, and you reached out and got the most precious thing in our store."
Xu Tong frowned, walked up to the boss and said, "No matter how precious something is, if it has a hole, it can only be trash."
Hearing the boss pause while moving his fingers, he raised his head and looked around him with a pair of triangular eyes. Then he shook his head and said: "Although the words are not bad, they are not absolute. There are countless experts in the world.
Maybe someone can fill this hole?"
"There are countless experts, but those who can be found easily are mostly just trying to make up the numbers. Even if you find them, you can make up for them as you please. Then you are still an expert??"
The boss frowned when he heard this, and then dialed two beads on the abacus before saying: "Everything has a fate. Your guest bought this thing today because of the cause. Since there is a cause, there must be good consequences.
"
"That's because you haven't seen the evil in the world. You accept this thing as a cause, and selling it to me is a good effect. If you can't sell it, it is a bad effect. In the end, this thing is still a bad effect. If you don't buy it, leave!"
At the end, Xu Tong put the things back, turned around and walked out.
The boss didn't stop him, he just frowned and dialed another bead on the abacus before saying: "100 script points."
Xu Tong, who walked to the door, took a step back and glanced at the abacus in the boss's hand: "I'll give you this number, so give me the thing on the side."
What Xu Tong was referring to was the red writing brush on the shelf. The tip of the writing brush had been destroyed, leaving only a few hairs standing there.
It seems that nothing in this store is complete.
"That's a pen, it's the imperial pen of Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty. Even if it's an antique, it's not worth this price!"
The boss was anxious, but let him brag as much as he wanted, and Xu Tong insisted on the price. The boss talked for half an hour, and his mouth went dry. Xu Tongcai smiled, and casually dropped a script to the boss: "
Just think of it as tea."
In fact, it doesn't matter whether he buys something or not. He just wants to see how many tricks the boss can come up with. Seeing that the boss wants to blow the pen to the sky and the earth, he feels that it is more beautiful than the other life.
Seeing that the boss was running out of words and couldn't speak, Xu Tong was about to leave.
"No, no, no, I'll pay this price and let's just make friends."
When the boss saw that he was really leaving, he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to agree.
If I don't agree, I'm really sorry that he talked about it for half an hour.
These two items were thrown into the prop book by Xu Tong and showed that they were damaged, but there was no other information.
He didn't feel anything to regret about this, he just regarded it as a collection and hung it up in his room when he got back. Even if it was just a decoration, it would be good.
After he left the shop, he planned to go to Witch Street to try his luck and see if he could find traces of Unfettered.
Finally, we finally found the so-called Witch Street, but unfortunately, the store was not open today.
There is also a sign hanging on the door, with a line of handwriting written on it: [Today there is a bloody disaster, we are closed for business.]
Seeing this sign, Xu Tong was stunned for a moment. He could only silently take out a pen from his pocket and add the word "seven days" after closure.
If you want to rest, rest well. Why do you need to make people suspicious like this?
But now that they are resting, I can only give up the idea of looking for Chang Wuju for the time being.
After some thought, he dialed Gao Zhuo's phone number and made an appointment with him to listen to a play in a teahouse.
Gao Zhuo had actually been waiting for this call from him for a long time.
After receiving the call, he hurried over. The two sat on a loose chair, sipping the fragrant tea in the cup, and chatted casually.
"Please tell me how many real things Mr. Song has passed on to you, and whether he has already introduced you to it."
Gao Zhuo curiously inquired about Xu Tong's apprenticeship.
In response to this, Xu Tong just said yes, and even if he said it, he didn't say anything, which made Gao Zhuo scratch his hair anxiously.
"Can you come to our Xiangxi? I want to ask you to do a favor. Don't worry, our family will be very grateful after this matter is completed."
“Xiangxi??”
Xu Tong frowned and ran to Xiangxi before he had finished handling his affairs in City L. Besides, even if he agreed, Mr. Song would not agree.
I have just started, and I don’t know how much homework I have to do. I haven’t even finished reading the book “Theory of Adjusting the Spirit”, so I don’t have the energy to go to western Hunan.
But then again, Gao Zhuo's strength is not bad, and there is nothing he needs his help with.
Faced with Xu Tong's rejection, Gao Zhuo could only tell him honestly. He looked straight and said: "To tell you the truth, if you are really of Mr. Xue Gui's lineage, do you really want to do this?
You can't fly away, your family owes this to our family."
"owe??"
Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at Gao Zhuo.
"To tell you the truth, my old man and your master went to a ghost cave together. It was this trip that caused my old man to lose one of his three souls and seven souls. It was your master who boiled the ink of resentment into a pill.
It was a temporary make-up.”
The resentful ink that Gao Zhuo was talking about was the black liquid that Mr. Song had drawn from the corpse before. He didn't expect that this thing could have such an effect.
Although Xu Tong was deeply surprised, he also believed Gao Zhuo's words.
"Later, I said that I would go down again when I had the chance to help my old man get that soul back. But then the Maoshan murder case broke out. When your master heard the news, he left as soon as he said he wanted to. My old man
That soul has not been recovered to this day.”
"oh!"
Hearing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but his eyes lit up and asked: "What you are talking about can't be from 1968, right?"
"you know!!"
Gao Zhuo sat up, but Xu Tong waved his hand and casually told him about meeting his master Xue Gui on the train. After speaking, he said to Gao Zhuo: "I have a special mission here. It seems that I have to go back to that place."
Let’s go to the old days, how about we come together?”
It was originally a joke, but Gao Zhuo was shocked when he heard it. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, I won't go. I'm crazy. This is the last carnival in the end of the Dharma era. Everyone is a ruthless person. I'm full."
Are you trying to find excitement in a script like this? I won’t go, I won’t go!!”