"You will never be attacked...but you will never be able to attack others." Fang Senyan looked at the nonsense of this craftsman's ghost, and he also had a feeling in his heart that there was no place for him. He began to search for himself.
Among the items on his body, suddenly, something that had been hidden deep in the storage space for a long time came into his eyes. Fang Senyan's heart suddenly moved: The ghost of the goblin... this thing might be useful.
The thing Sheyan saw was the ancient gold pound he obtained in Pirates of the Caribbean! This gold coin he had robbed from Kerry was marked as a valuable, extremely valuable and very popular in the plot.
The character's favor. Of course, Sheyan's weakness is his pitiful charm points, but don't forget that it has been verified by the respected Gringotts Wizards Bank Manager Infinite before that goblins happen to be one of the few
One of the creatures that is not affected by Charisma….
"The ghost goblin must be a goblin, right?" Sheyan thought happily, took out the gold pound, held it between his fingers, and bounced it up with a "ding" sound.
, and then rotated and fell into the palm of his hand.
After the ghost goblin heard the crisp sound of the gold coin, he immediately turned his head very quickly, and his resentful eyes immediately turned into burning eyes.
Fang Senyan spread his hands and said:
"I think we can talk now, dear Mr. Goblin."
The goblin immediately screamed angrily:
"Sir? You call me sir! You rude guy, I am the Grand Duke of Punk and Gold Ingots who was personally consecrated by the Emperor of the Empire! I tell you, I will never change my mind. I will always intercept this demon who tries to get close.
People! Forever!"
Sheyan shrugged and said sincerely:
"But I have no intention of getting close to this demon. The bottle monk has gone through a lot of hardships all the way from the Eastern Land to the Tang Dynasty. In fact, he came here just to see your majesty!"
The ghost goblin's ears immediately stood up. He immediately touched the beard on his chin and coughed seriously:
"You can't even try to deceive me. You're obviously here just for this devil."
"Of course not." Sheyan said resolutely: "Since I obtained this extremely precious ancient gold coin, I have been unable to find its historical background and other information. More importantly, I have been completely unable to identify its authenticity. For this reason
I even traveled all over the earth, but it only brought me disappointment. At this time, Mr. Infinite, the manager of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, provided me with an extremely valuable gift after charging me thirty pounds.
According to the news, the last remaining scholar of the Goblin clan should be staying here, so I came here."
In order to verify his statement, Sheyan once again took out the broken finger key that had already played a huge role, trying to squeeze out its remaining value again. Punk Jinding took the broken finger key and stroked it.
After nodding, he put it aside and immediately revealed a kind of excitement that could not be concealed. It had already started rubbing its hands excitedly:
"Infinit? Oh! I know, it should be the blood inheritance of the royal family-----Although I still don't have any good impression of you, I still have to admit that your vision and luck are quite good. Not bad! This
The person standing in front of you is none other than the Grand Duke of the Goblin Empire, Punk Gold Ingot. He also holds the titles of master of heraldry, scholar of family emblems, and authoritative authority on gold purity... I
Say, can you take this gold coin closer? I can’t see clearly at all.”
Sheyan smiled and handed the ancient gold coin to Punk Gold Ingot's translucent palm. The goblin's eyes became more greedy, fanatical, and full of concentration. It immediately let out a surprised sigh:
"Oh my god! This purity is better than any gold coin I have ever seen. Look at this beautiful golden color, it's really mesmerizing. It's better than the body of any goblin...
..This weird pattern is also used very appropriately, a very clever dividing line! Damn it, why can't I find anything related to it in my memory? Damn it, I have to look up that encyclopedia of heraldry.
.....”
Fang Senyan let out an exclamation at the right time:
"Did I hear it right? I really heard it right? Please forgive my presumption. Grand Duke, you said the purity of this gold coin is better than any gold coin you have ever seen?"
Punk Gold Ingot immediately shouted angrily:
"There is no doubt about it! I am sure of this, yes, I dare to bet the reputation of the Gold Ingot family for 3731 years to be sure of this matter, gold coins are on top! Anyone who insults and questions Gold should be punished
Put on the gallows or at the stake!"
Sheyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Since that's the case, I'm relieved."
The old goblin began to try to bite the gold coin - although this was a futile move for the ghost - it said impatiently:
"What are you worried about?"
"I made a bet with someone else. That fool thought that this gold coin was basically a copper coin. We had a fierce argument and bet each other's property on it." Sheyan said seriously: "I finally met someone who can confirm and loudly
An authority who says it is a gold coin. So may I make a humble suggestion to the esteemed Grand Duke of Punk Gold Ingots?”
"A trivial suggestion?" Old Goblin said warily. "Of course, this suggestion cannot involve my wallet!"
"If...if I use this meager ancient gold coin as a reward, would I be honored to get an appraisal certificate personally issued by the Grand Duke of Punk Gold Ingot?" Sheyan said cautiously.
"Remuneration? I haven't heard this sweet word for more than 10,000 years!" Duke Punk said with joy: "Although your request is too much, in view of my always kind-heartedness, I still agree to it.
"
As he said this, the ghost goblin began to draw up a certificate, but found that there was no paper or pen anywhere, and he began to become irritable.
Sheyan started to frown and said:
"Dear Mr. Punk Gold Ingot, you should know that time is money. Since you have promised me, we should not waste our time anymore. I can only give you five more minutes, otherwise I will have to give it up
A lovely gold coin was recovered."
"Take it back? Gold coin? No!" Punk Gold Ingot immediately screamed angrily. "No one can take away the gold coin from Punk's hand! Especially such a cute and mysterious coin.
Baby! It’s bigger than my life!”
"Then you have to issue me a certificate!" Sheyan also said angrily. "Otherwise you are committing fraud!"
"Fraud?" Punk Jin Ding's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "This might be a good choice? Thank you for reminding me young man! Hahahaha!"
It immediately screamed and laughed triumphantly and ran away to the side of the high platform. Then when it stepped out of the high platform, its entire figure became blurred and disappeared into the air. Then countless resentments formed a face and disappeared from the place where it disappeared.
It flew out and flew towards the sky.
For Punk Gold Ingot, the purpose of its existence as a ghost is to never forget the bad things that the devil did to it. But now all its thoughts have been transferred to this ancient gold coin that it has never seen before. Its obsession
Being dispersed smoothly, you will naturally be freed. This proves the nature of Goblin from another aspect - gold coins can override everything!
At this time, there was no longer any barrier between Fang Senyan and the mysterious demon king sitting on the throne! Fang Senyan could no longer suppress his curiosity at this time, and stepped forward with one step, and immediately saw the golden throne.
Sitting there was a short weird man wrapped in a black cloak. He looked to be no more than 1.5 meters tall. He couldn't even see his head and face. On his left shoulder, there was a shabby and dirty looking linen bag.
When paired together, they give off a sinister and sleazy smell.
"This is the Demon King that the Goblin clan calls him? This guy might be a Goblin too! Even the so-called gods can't do anything to him?" Sheyan could hardly believe his eyes. He suddenly thought of what he had just said before.
The burly and majestic man painted in the mural he saw waved his hand and wiped out the enemy, and that guy was also carrying a sack... Suddenly, Sheyan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He had guessed it.
There must be a certain gap between artistic processing and reality, but how could the gap be so big!
At this time, Sheyan's movements were probably too big, and he might have stirred up some noise. The short weirdo wrapped in a black cloak who was sitting on the throne immediately fell down! There was a click on the golden throne, and then
Many broken bones flew out and turned into powder in the air before they hit the ground. The short weirdo wrapped in a black cloak also turned into powder in an instant, leaving only the golden throne as before.
After seeing the withered bones that were thrown out, Sheyan immediately realized that the bones were also quite thin and should obviously be the bones of a short goblin - he immediately compared the various characteristics of the goblins with his own.
After combining what I saw and heard, I suddenly found that I had found the truth of the whole story as if it was a matter of course:
Ten thousand years ago, the last emperor of the Goblin Empire was very narcissistic, desolate, ruthless, and violent. He also had some superpowers. Therefore, his cruelty and abilities aroused everyone's awe after being spread from one to another.
Horrible, and this guy also imitated Qin Shihuang's craziness in gathering and building his own tomb, which finally aroused the anger of the nobles, and the entire empire collapsed... But because the Demon King himself was also a goblin, those goblins in later generations
Lin also boasted about it crazily without any psychological pressure. Finally, after repeated artistic processing, the story told by Infinit was formed.
As for the sign that stood in front of the mausoleum, Sheyan even sneered: Well, since such a short and insignificant guy can be artistically processed into a killing Ultraman on the mural, then the goblin in the text
Of course, it would be natural if it seemed a bit exaggerated.
After figuring everything out, Fang Senyan suddenly felt a little bored, waved his hand and was about to leave, but at this moment, a series of prompts came from the nightmare mark, which immediately shocked Fang Senyan!