"Really?" Liu Xinyue grabbed Lin Hai's arm excitedly, her hands trembling slightly.
"It should be, please wait a moment." Lin Hai avoided Liu Xinyue's sight and opened the Qiankun bag.
Resurrection Pill: Resurrection elixir.
The introduction was simple and direct, but a line of small words at the end made Lin Hai almost fall to the ground.
Invalid if taken below Tianxian!
Invalid your sister!
Lin Hai's face was ugly, he was really a loser.
Taishang Laojun is discriminating against mortals.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Lin Hai looked wrong, Liu Xinyue asked nervously.
"It's okay. Saving uncle won't happen in a day or two, but I already have a solution. You don't have to worry." Lin Hai comforted Liu Xinyue.
"Oh." Liu Xinyue nodded obediently.
"Great Sage, is there any resurrecting pill that mortals can take?" Lin Hai thought for a while and sent another message to Sun Wukong.
"No!" Sun Wukong replied instantly, but the content of his answer made Lin Hai feel chilled.
Madhu, what should we do?
After sitting for a while, Lin Hai and Liu Xinyue returned to school.
Lin Hai lay on the bed, thought for a while, and @taishanglaojun in the group.
Little confused fairy: @太上老君, is there any resurrecting pill that mortals can take?
Taishang Laojun: Is it for mortals? If you don’t practice that thing, the technical content is too low.
Your sister!
Little confused fairy: But I want to buy one
Taishang Laojun: Okay, 10,000 merit points.
Little confused fairy:......
Erlang Shen: Laojun is not honest. The price used by gods is only 500 merit points. Why is it so expensive for mortals?
Taishang Laojun: @ Erlang Shen, you know nothing. I make one alchemy every time, and he wants one. Who will I sell the rest to? I will sell it to you. Do you want it?
Erlang Shen: It’s for mortals. Why do I need that thing?
Seventh Fairy: What Laojun means is that the price should be the same for 1 pill and 1 furnace. After all, it is for mortal use and has no sales.
Taishang Laojun: @七仙女, correct answer!
Seventh Fairy: Hey, when I talk about mortals, I want to go down to earth again. Unfortunately, it has been three thousand years since the immortal world...
Lin Hai quit WeChat and sighed in his heart. There was no chance of buying it from Laojun. Let alone 10,000 merit points. He couldn't even get 1 merit point. He couldn't exchange a carrot with Taishang Laojun. That had to be done.
You can't let Taishang Laojun fly out.
Early the next morning, Lin Hai opened the WeChat group and stared at the screen of his phone, not daring to leave for a while.
Taishang Laojun has said that he will send out red envelopes once a day, so don’t miss it.
Taishang Laojun: Are you all here? I’m giving out red envelopes.
The wait is finally here.
Ding dong!
A big red envelope appeared on the screen.
I poke!
Lin Hai, who was already prepared, quickly clicked on it.
You received the red envelope from Taishang Laojun.
Yay! Got it!
I quickly opened it and took a look.
Qingxin Dan: the holy medicine to expel inner demons. It is ineffective if taken by people below the level of immortals.
Invalid your sister!
Lin Hai has a big opinion against Taishang Laojun.
Mo Li Qing: @小狗仙, fellow Taoist, do you want to sell the Qingxin Pill you grabbed?
Little confused fairy: Sell!
Mudd, there's no point keeping it anyway.
Mo Li Qing: How much is it?
Little confused fairy: Bring your own price.
Only the devil knows what this Qingxin Pill is worth.
Ding dong!
Information about Sun Wukong.
"This Magic Gift Qing will go through the Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation in the near future and is in urgent need of the Qingxin Pill. Don't sell it if it lacks 1,000 merit points."
"Thank you, Great Sage!" Lin Hai burst into joy.
Mo Li Qing: How about 300?
Lin Hai gave him a blank look in the group.
Ma De, Sun Dasheng has already given you everything. How dare you bully me for not knowing the market?
Mo Li Qing: 500, no more (sweating expression behind)
Little confused fairy: Are you kidding me?
Mo Li Qing is silent.
Damn it, this business won't go bad.
Waited for a while.
Ding dong!
Mo Li Qing requests to add you as a friend.
pass.
"Fellow Taoist, the maximum number is 600, no more."
"1000, no less than one will be sold." Lin Hai firmly believed in Sun Wukong's words.
"Holy shit, Taishang Laojun only sells it for 800."
"Then you can buy it from Taishang Laojun."
"..."
Let's wait and see who is in a hurry. Lin Hai calmly looked at the water group of amusing gods.
"Fellow Taoist, how about we discuss it?" Mo Liqing finally couldn't help it anymore.
"I only have 600 in hand, and the remaining 400, can I use something else to replace it?"
"What would you like to use instead?"
"I have a friend in the underworld who gave me a painting. Can I exchange it for you?"
"What's your friend's name?"
"Tang Bohu."
puff!
"Call, call, what's your name?"
"Tang Bohu, what, do you know him?"
Not only do they know him, but there are a few people in China who don’t know Tang Bohu.
Life is full of surprises.
Change it, only a fool would not change it!
However, Lin Hai still had to pretend to be very reluctant.
Lin Hai: I’ve never heard of it, I guess he’s some unknown person.
Mo Li Qing: Then, fellow Taoist, can you change it? I really need the Qingxin Pill in urgent need.
Lin Hai: Forget it, it’s not easy to look at you. I’ll just suffer a loss once. Who told me I’m a soft-hearted person?
Mo Liqing: You agreed? Thank you, fellow Taoist, thank you, fellow Taoist!
The magic gift is a meal of gratitude.
Ding dong!
Mo Li Qing will transfer 600 merit points to you.
Mo Li Qing sent you Tang Bohu's original work "The Picture of a Hundred Daughters at Night".
Mo Liqing: Hey, fellow Taoist, I’m sure you’re satisfied with this picture. (It’s followed by a “you understand” expression)
Pfft! When Lin Hai saw the name of this painting, he immediately sprayed it.
Your sister's relationship is like an erotic picture. This Tang Bohu's romantic style is indeed well-deserved.
I just said, how could a bearded old man from Magic Ceremony become friends with a romantic and talented person like Tang Bohu? It turns out they have a common interest in some aspect.
He gave the Qingxin Pill to Mo Liqing, and Mo Liqing thanked him profusely, which was so disgusting.
Lin Hai found a place where no one was and took out his mobile phone.
extract!
"Bang!" A box exuding the scent of sandalwood appeared in his hand.
Wow, it’s so big!
This box is more than one meter long.
Opening the box, there was a simple scroll inside. Judging from the color of the paper, it was already quite old.
He opened it gently and took a look. Lin Hai suddenly felt a heat rising in his lower abdomen and reacted.
Damn, I'm so awesome!
The scene in the picture is so lifelike that it makes people feel like they are actually there.
Fortunately, it is Tang Bohu's authentic work, it directly beats the island country's short movies!
"Sell it!" Lin Hai has no interest in calligraphy and painting, so exchanging it for money is the best solution.
After packing the painting and wrapping it in a big black bag, Lin Hai called Liu Liang.
"Liangzi, do you know where I can sell antique calligraphy and paintings?" In Lin Hai's circle of friends, Liu Liang's family is relatively wealthy, and they probably know a lot about the market.
“Antique Street.”
"How much are Tang Bohu's paintings worth?"
“I don’t know the market, but it’s definitely not cheap.”
"Where are you? Come with me." Liu Liang had a car, and Lin Hai didn't want to carry him there.
After a while, a white Audi A4 parked downstairs of the dormitory.
As soon as Lin Hai got in the car, his WeChat message rang.
"Lin Hai, I saw you upstairs, where are you going?" It was sent by Liu Xinyue.
"Antique Street, do you want to go?"
"Go, wait for me, there are no classes."
"Go to the girls' dormitory and pick up Liu Xinyue." Lin Hai said to Liu Liang.
"Hell, Haizi, have you really got Liu Xinyue?" Liu Liang turned around with an envious look on his face.
"Sister, drive well!" Liu Liang turned around and the car almost hit the curb.
Mad, I kind of regret taking this car.
After picking up Liu Xinyue, the light turned green and in ten minutes, we arrived at Antique Street.
On the way, Lin Hai had already checked online and found that the largest antique calligraphy and painting shop in Jiangnan City is called Wangutang, which has a history of nearly a hundred years.
Liu Liang still had something to do, so he left Lin Hai and Liu Xinyue at the door of Wangu Hall and left.
As soon as they entered the door, a young boy hurriedly greeted them, but after looking at Lin Hai and Liu Xinyue up and down, his face immediately became cold.
"Buying a painting." There was impatience in his tone.
"Selling paintings!" Lin Hai cursed in his heart, as a dog looks down upon others.
"Selling paintings?" The clerk sneered, "If you want to sell paintings, go somewhere else. We don't just accept all junk."
"Do you want to accept Tang Bohu's paintings?" Lin Hai looked a little cold.
"Tang Bohu?" The clerk was stunned, and then looked at Lin Hai like an idiot, "Tang Bohu's surviving works have long been sold by various houses. Are you here to mess with me, a devil? Get out!"
The waiter waved his hand to drive people away.
"Bang!" Lin Hai took off the black bag and placed the sandalwood box directly on the counter.