Chapter 371: Unlucky Archmage Zimu
"What is it?"
The bald monk stopped in his tracks with an excited look on his face.
"Clothes, lots of clothes." The stranger pointed to the limousine that was following closely behind the ghost car, "I have a lot of clothes in that car behind me, I can sell you some."
"Yeah, there's a lot." Meng Fan snickered and agreed, given that the bald monk was always looking for cultivators to peddle things, so he said, "Those clothes are very beautiful, those couples from the big clans and gangs, they all like them very much, they sell very well! They sell much better than swords and knives!"
"So very good!" The bald monk sniffed and licked his lips, recently he sells things to sell very difficult, if there is really good selling things, that can really be a good thing, immediately moved: "Take it out and look at it, look good I will buy."
"OK." Mori Li nodded and glanced at Lin Jing sitting beside him, "Sister Lin Jing, let your father stop the car, we'll sell a few pieces of clothes to Master Master, and by the way, I'll pick up two pieces for you too."
"Uh-huh." Lin Jing pursed her lips and walked towards the driver's seat.
Things took a turn for the worse, but Archmage Zimu was in a daze, not knowing what had happened.
This was of course the bald monk's doing, he was afraid of being overheard by others about his dealings with Stranger, using his cultivation to block the sound from dispersing out, Archmage Zimu couldn't overhear anything even if he wanted to.
After the car stopped, in the jaws of Grand Master Zimu, Mor Li took out a large pile of clothes from his luggage, carried it to the ghost car, and piled it in front of the bald monk.
"Grand Master, these are all brand new and unworn." Mori Li showed one by one to the bald monk, then took out two more and draped them over Lin Jing's body, asking, "Is it good?"
"This ……" bald monk seems to have little aesthetic concept of today's clothes, and can't see how good or hard it seems to look, but just feels that Lin Jing has become not quite the same as just now, just now it was like a little girl next door, as soon as she put on the new clothes, she became a little bit more expensive, like A big girl.
"You kid help me see if it looks good." The bald monk yanked Meng Fan in front of him and warned, "Don't lie."
"Good looking." Meng Fan nodded his head very definitely, not at all like he was lying, and that was indeed the case.
"Sister Lin Jing, you're so good looking." Mori Li smiled, picked up Lin Jing's cell phone, clicked a picture of Lin Jing, and put it in front of Lin Jing, "How about you take a look too?"
"Good …… looking."
Those clothes are imported brand-name, each piece is not under ten thousand yuan, Lin Jing has never worn such good clothes, Look at the photo of himself, as if he had changed a person, remembering the past sufferings, in order to a three hundred dollars of clothing, frugal, painful to death, the nose is acidic on the cry out.
"Aiya aiya, all good looking crying!"
The bald monk saw Lin Jing crying, convinced that the clothes are absolutely good, there is an excited light flickering in his eyes, a pile of clothes in his arms: "All to be, the girl open a price!"
"Master Master, if this thing is placed in ancient times, is the neon fairy clothes, each piece is priceless treasure, look at the two of us are partners on the love, I'll sell it to you cheaper, a total of six pieces of clothing, you give me two hundred thousand on the line."
Mori Li thought about it and added: "When you sell it, one piece can be sold for at least one hundred thousand dollars, don't sell it at a loss."
The bald monk nodded movingly, "I'll sell one million dollars a piece, promise not to lose!"
"Overbearing!"
Mori Li and Meng Fan were stunned as they listened, they couldn't help but admire this bald monk who had committed a nervous breakdown, he could really sell things!
"Girl, I'll give you the money now."
The bald monk was afraid that Mori would back out as if he rummaged through his own parcel and took out two hundred thousand in cash and stuffed it to Mori: "There wasn't so much money, a young man from Tiger Whatsit Guan bought one of my treasured swords and spent more than a hundred thousand dollars, that's the most successful sale I've ever made."
Speaking of this matter, the bald monk's face showed a proud look to Meng Fan and Mori Li was again stunned, immediately realized who the poor guy who bought the sword was, surely unlucky enough to be struck by lightning …… Shen Tu Long!
"Now there's something to sell." The bald monk joyfully held a pile of clothes, sat down next to the dumbfounded Zimu Archmage, took out one of the clothes, forced it to Zimu Archmage: "This dress, is the ancient goddess Nuwa through the neon clothes, with great magical power, give it to the female Taoist friend, not only can you look permanent, but also can improve cultivation… …We are destined to be together, I will sell it to you for one million dollars a piece, if you don't buy it, you will have to take the three slaps I hit with all my might, how about it?"
Tears immediately flooded the eyes of Archmage Zimu, twisting his head around and glaring at Meng Fan with hatred, only to have his face wrenched upright by the bald monk, "…… You've been made to cry by a good look too?"
"I don't have any money, I really don't have any money left, the money all bought your sword's, please high master, you spare me!" Archmage Zimu touched out several fruit knives and held them in front of the bald monk, aggrieved like a child, "Look, I've bought several precious swords!"
"Before getting on the bus, didn't you say you were going to Tiger City to get money, I'll go with you and buy them after I get the money." The bald monk dug his nostrils, loosened his shoulders and leaned on the back of the chair, with the look that what I have is time.
"Master Master, there's no need to wait too long." Mori Li smiled, opened the map of his cell phone and tapped it twice, taking a look at the screen, "There is a town in front of us, there are three bank ATMs, all of which are able to withdraw money."
"Heh!" Meng Fan glanced at Strange, his gaze filled with admiration, secretly extending his thumb at Strange, he didn't think that the threat of Archmage Zigzagi would be solved so easily? It looks like for a moment, Zimu Archmage can't care about himself, the next road, must be very smooth.
"What is hold down kick love hen?" The bald monk was a bit puzzled.
"It's the little money bank that can withdraw money." Meng Fan hurriedly explained, and at this time, Archmage Zimu's face turned green, and he hated Meng Fan with a gnashing of teeth, even Stranger, and regretted even more that he hadn't picked the right day to rob and kill Meng Fan!
He came out this time, originally had complete certainty, because Meng Fan killed the nine chrysanthemums door of people, there is a curse on the body, he easily detected Meng Fan's traces, then set up an ambush halfway, but did not expect, inexplicably encountered in front of the eyes of the bald monk, all the way to the pestering of him to buy a precious sword, and so a tragedy has begun…….
The night is dark, the fog is heavy, the ghost car and drove for a while, in a small town near the stop, and then from the ghost car down two people, one holding a pile of clothes bald monk, the other is a tearless Zimu great master, the two people one after another, toward the town, looking for an ATM machine can withdraw money ……
The ghost car continued to drive ahead, passed a toll station, the toll station only felt a blur in front of their eyes, a black shadow flashed to go, the whole body suddenly surged with inexplicable panic ……
Eventually, the ghost car stopped in a wilderness on the outskirts of Huyang City, and the group of ghosts got out of the car and stood outside the car to say goodbye to the ghost driver, appearing to be very sentimental.
"Since you're in the same car, if you guys run into trouble in the future, you can go to Tiger Yang Guan to look for Meng Niu Ba." Stranger Li said to the group of ghosts without missing a beat, Meng Fan froze for a moment when he heard it, every time the mission was completed, Stranger Li had to say this sentence, I don't know what the deep meaning is.
Because Stranger Li and Meng Fan helped the group of ghosts to kill the two evil ghosts that often bullied them, the group of ghosts naturally have gratitude for the two, have said thanks, which disappeared in the wilderness, and Blackbeard drove a luxury car also arrived later, under Meng Fan's instructions, Blackbeard fearfully sat in the ghost car, returned to Zizhu County …… waiting for his own s another mission.
And Meng Fan and Stranger Li, and halfway acquaintance of Lin Jing, crowded in the space is not big limousine, toward the city to drive …… some unexpected things, has quietly happened.