Chapter 667 The Prison God is so sensible at such a young age, it is distressing
Chu Hao looked at Prince Jiang III Ming pitifully, but he took out the urn that had been finished for some time and handed it to Prince Jiang III Ming.
"Sir, buy a box."
"Just two acquired treasures, very cheap."
"Moreover, the ashes are very fresh and not mixed with flour. You see..."
Chu Hao grabbed a handful of ashes, raised them in the air, and flew away with the wind.
When I looked at King Jiang III Ming again, his face was covered with ashes and he had question marks on his face.
Are you going to promote your clients to me?
Chu Hao's "The Fairy Tale of My Life" finally moved the third generation of King Ming.
Prince Jiang III Ming originally wanted to say that you don’t want to buy the ashes because you don’t have seven days to return them without any reason.
But when I thought about it, if I didn't buy it, I would have to go see my long-dead grandma.
And once this matter cannot be settled and Chu Hao sets foot in the west, then the whole village will have to go see grandma!
Prince Jiang III swallowed the grievances in his heart with tears. He was very mad, but he could only do nothing.
He looked at Chu Hao very moved,
"Your Majesty the God of Prison is so sensible. You know at such a young age that it is not easy to sell ashes to support your family."
"Even the God of Prisons has worked so hard, who am I to refuse?"
"Here, here are two acquired treasures."
Chu Hao looked at King Jiang III Ming timidly,
"Uncle, there is one more thing missing."
"The ashes are worth two pieces, but the box was made by me, so I want one more piece."
King Jiang III Ming: "???"
Why is there such a premium?
King Jiang III Ming looked confused,
"Is your urn made of gold or are your ashes made of gold?"
"How can it be worth an acquired treasure?"
Chu Hao was scolded and was a little scared, but he still said firmly:
“This urn is an avant-garde design.”
"Flip-top."
"The north and south are transparent, which is conducive to users turning it into spring mud to protect flowers."
King Jiang III Ming: "!!!"
In other words, this damn urn with two broken ends is still selling me an acquired treasure?
Wow, this guy’s design concept highlights his humanity!
Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie couldn't stand it anymore, so they took the initiative to stand up and seek justice!
Zhu Bajie shouted:
"The third generation of King Ming, you are a high-ranking King of Ming, who controls the world and controls the yin and yang. How can you even try to cheat such a sensible little boy out of his money?"
"Do you still want to buy an urn?"
King Jiang III Ming grabbed his head with both hands, looked crazy, and cursed loudly in his heart.
I don’t want to buy it, I don’t want to buy it!
This little boy who sells ashes is cheating on me!
Sun Wukong shook his head with disdain,
"Isn't it in vain that you, Xitian, have been talking about how to save the dead and have immeasurable merits? But now you don't even want the ashes?"
"You even bully a little boy, you are not a hero!"
Prince Ming of the Third Generation was scratching his head crazily,
Who bullied whom!
See clearly, your little boy just had to spread his ashes for me, and he even sent me to see my grandma!
Prince Jiang III was extremely mad, but there was nothing he could do.
Who allowed the unlucky Lingji Bodhisattva to kidnap the God of Hell?
For such a big matter, King Jiang III had already guessed that he would be squeezed dry for it.
admit!
King Jiang III Ming raised a stiff smile on his face and handed out three magic weapons.
"Here, it's not easy for someone like you, the God of Hell, to pick up such a kind character at such a young age as to support a family and make ends meet, cheating, abducting, and stealing."
"Who can refuse to help such a sensible boss?"
"I have seen this new type of fraud...this emerging charity activity. It's great. On behalf of Xitian, I would like to donate these three acquired treasures for the sake of peace and love!"
It is not easy for Prince Jiang III to be able to say such things shamelessly.
If anyone from Xitian came here, they would either have turned into a pile of ashes, or they would have taken Chu Hao to Xitian and let everyone see grandma.
Only the character of King Jiang III could slow down this matter. Even though he paid for three acquired treasures, he still managed to save a pile of ashes.
But compared to Chu Hao going to Xitian to hold people accountable and letting everyone see what happened to grandma, this is already the best result.
Maybe Xitian knew this, so he asked King Jiang III to come down.
Chu Hao accepted the three acquired treasures from the third generation King Ming, and was satisfied.
"You are a good person!"
The third king of Ming Dynasty smiled more ugly than crying,
"You're welcome, you should do it. Who allowed this unlucky Lingji Bodhisattva to commit evil, hahaha!"
woo woo woo woo……
Stupid | Force Lingji Bodhisattva to go back and take your ashes to boil!
Three bowls of urine boil down to one bowl of urine!
However, Prince Jiang III Ming finally suppressed the rage in his heart and turned around to leave.
This trip was in vain.
At this moment, Chu Hao suddenly shouted again,
"Hey, wait!"
Prince Jiang III had a dark face, angry and irritable, and was cursing.
But when he turned around, he showed a gentle and polite expression of respect.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty the God of Prisons?"
Chu Hao smiled slightly and raised the urn in his hand that was transparent from north to south.
"Hey, your urn."
Because Chu Hao held the urn high, Lingji Bodhisattva's ashes flew in the wind, and there were not many left.
King Jiang III Ming smiled slightly and said,
"No, it's your urn."
Prince Jiang III was almost frightened to death, thinking that Chu Hao was going to put himself into this box. How cruel that would be.
Chu Hao also laughed, but he was not greedy at all.
"We do business with integrity. The urn you bought will be given to you!"
Chu Hao threw it away casually and spun the urn a few times. Like a top, strips of ashes came out.
King Jiang III Ming took the urn in his hand and weighed it.
Well, no more.
Can I curse?
But after taking a look at the smiling Chu Hao, King Jiang III Ming wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
I think society still needs to be civilized. Swearing won't solve any problems. Instead, it will be treated as a problem.
You see, the ashes floating in the air are filled with melancholy.
Prince Jiang III Ming took the urn in his hand and was about to leave.
Chu Hao felt very sorry,
"Excuse me for coming all the way here to deliver the things. Why don't you stay for a meal before leaving?"
Prince Ming of the Third Generation did not even look back, he waved his hands and said calmly:
"It's okay, I deserve it."
"Besides, if you want to eat now, it might be rice mixed with ashes. I won't be able to eat it."
"My dear gentlemen, if the mountains remain green and the waters will flow, we will never see each other again!"
King Jiang III Ming ran away.
He has always been a sensible person, and he is just seeking his position in Xitian.
Although Lingji Bodhisattva was praised, he deserved it.
I was so unlucky that I met Chu Hao and even kidnapped Chu Hao. If he didn't die, who would die?
Chu Hao looked at the three acquired treasures in his hand, and then at King Jiang III, and couldn't help but admire them.
"What a kind person."
"If I had known I would give him an extra box, I would be so sorry."
"Let's go and continue our journey to the west!"
Chu Hao turned around and saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie with dull faces, sitting aside and looking at him.
After a long time, I saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie sighing and shaking their heads in unison.