When the master heard this, his eyes widened, he nodded immediately and asked him who he was.

So the ghost cultivator said, "My book "A Hundred Years of Catastrophe" is a handwritten copy. I don't know how many years have passed outside. Is the person who was handed over to me to keep? I only remember that his surname is Sun. He was born with a handsome and handsome man. His eyebrows were so sharp that it was hard to bear, but it was a life-threatening image. When he came here, he was already a soul that left the underworld and was about to be reincarnated."

As the master listened, his face was obviously touched, and I saw his lips trembling slightly.

Can't the surname Sun be successful? Is it the elder of Master Sun Yat?

The ghost cultivator changed his mind and asked, "What do you want to do in the Hundred Years of Catastrophe Records?" As he said this, his eyes suddenly became sharper.

The master bowed and said, "We want to see some of the records, about some things we want to know."

Gui Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you talking about the East China Sea War?"

"How do you know for the senior?" The master was shocked, and unexpectedly, the ghost cultivator guessed it all at once.

Gui Xiu snorted coldly: "I have read the original copy of "The Hundred Years of Catastrophe". Most of the recorded contents can be verified in various classics. Only this handwritten manuscript enters some of the memories of the handwritten man, and the war in the East China Sea is the largest."

"Senior, since you have read it, can you tell us what is recorded?" The master stepped forward and asked.

Gui Xiu glanced at the master's feet, glanced at the alert, and said, "Time is long gone, I have forgotten that if you want to change the book, the question is, what are you going to exchange for?"

The master took out his crystal stone from his pocket and said, "This Qingxin Tian Crystal is a natural magic weapon. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon for nearly a thousand years. It is of great benefit to nourish the soul and can help the seniors to improve their cultivation."

The ghost cultivator only glanced at it and showed a look of disdain and said, "The cultivation level is not the better the higher the cultivation level. The essence is endless. Compared to what makes me cultivate further, what I want more is inheritance. Your stone is extraordinary, but unfortunately I am not interested."

As soon as the words came, the ghost cultivator's eyes suddenly shot at me, and desire and greed were revealed in his eyes, which scared me so much that I hurriedly hid behind my master.

The faces of Master and Grandpa Gan suddenly changed at the same time, and the master's eyes were even more angry. There were so many people who grabbed people, so they also had to rely on their own charm and ability to attract them. How could they trade people as something?

Master is right, the transactions in the ghost market are really strange and outrageous.

The master suppressed his anger and said, "Senior, this child is my disciple, so don't want to use him as a bargaining chip."

The ghost cultivator's face closed and turned into an ice cave, saying, "Then please do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and all the lights around him went out. With a bang, the door opened.

The master immediately pulled me and walked out without looking back.

We walked a long way away from the seventh-story pagoda. I asked, "Master, is that book very important? If it is very important, it is not impossible to exchange it with me. I can escape after learning the skills."

I thought for a while and felt that this was a good idea, killing two birds with one stone.

The master actually glared at me and gave me a fried chestnut, which hurt. He said, "You kid is my disciple. You have been my life. If you dare to take someone else as your teacher, I won't peel you off! You can't pretend!"

I covered my head and felt aggrieved. Seeing that my master cares so much about the book, I just made a suggestion, as for being so angry.

Grandpa Gan said from the side: "You are thinking too simply. Any old ghost who has accumulated aging hopes most is to reincarnate as a human being. The old ghost looks at you, for fear that he will not only like your talent, but may also want to refine you into a cauldron and let him be reborn as a human being! Don't say that you are his disciple, we will not agree even if you keep you there for a short time."

I was shocked, my god, there is such a saying? Human hearts are too sinister.

"It's not confirmed that it's true that it's second. You kid, let me talk to you about your master as an outsider again! I've spared you lightly last time, but it's not the third time! One day, one day, a father, and a master-disciple, how can you change at any time? Do you dare to call someone a father? Something without conscience!" I don't know where I lit the fuse of my master and stared at me. I was so fierce that I was so frustrated that I felt aggrieved and wanted to cry without tears. I've been in so many troubles since I was born, but I haven't been scolded by my parents like this.

In the end, it was only after my grandfather spoke for me that my master was a little angry, but he was still stern and angry.

Then Grandpa Gan whispered to me: "Any master sect attaches great importance to inheritance and should not be easily violated. That is a taboo, so your master will get angry and just say to you in front of your parents that you will no longer be their son. That is extremely hurtful words, you must remember them."

I nodded seriously and said that I knew it and would never mention such words again.

The master walked in front of him. Grandpa Gan held my hand. Looking at his angry but lonely back, I didn't know if it was heartache or helplessness.

Since we can’t get what our master wants, should we set off and go back?

Just as I was thinking, I heard a familiar shout, "Hey! Several guests, take a look, the things are cheap! You can bargain!"

I looked over and saw the beard I met on the road just now setting up a stall on the street, with an oil lamp hanging beside me, with orange flames shaking. He saw him take out all kinds of strange objects from his backpack and smiled at us, but there was a hint of shrewdness in his smile. He was definitely a veteran in business.

The master stopped in front of his stall, squatted down and looked at the objects on his floor, including bronze mirrors, porcelain bowls, ceramic jars, wooden blocks, stones, etc. In my opinion, almost everything that was not very valuable could be seen.

"The things you have here don't look very good, it's hard to make people interested." The master raised his eyes and looked at his beard and said.

"Oh, you two are masters, have great experience and have high vision. I have good things here, but this price." He said beard and patted his backpack beside him, looking like he was eager to speak.

The master spread his hands and said calmly: "Take it out first and inspect the goods. If it is really a treasure, the price will be easy to say."

The master's rich and generous tone made his beard lit up, and he felt that a big business was coming. He immediately took out a football-sized cloth bag from his backpack and held it in his hand and looked around, as if he was afraid that others would covet him when they saw it.

Then he carefully lifted the cover cloth, exposed a horn, and handed it to us.

I leaned over and saw only the edges of a gray rock. The edges were polished and a gap was revealed, with a slightly blue light inside, which seemed to contain some precious rough stone.

And there are three pieces of stone in the bag.

With just one glance, the master's eyebrows hopped, and his beard felt complacent when he saw this. He knew that he had met the owner who knew the goods and said, "How is it, do you like it? This is a great treasure."

The master's face immediately calmed down and asked him where the stone came from.

He said he was dug up from his treasure hunt when he went out to hunt for treasure.

The master smiled coldly and said, "Your stone was bought from the gambling stone market, right?"

His beard tightened, then he smiled and said, "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes. To be honest, it is indeed a gambling stone."

"There are many dark stories behind the gambling stones. It is unknown what means you got this stone." The master said with his beard and his eyes were like torch.

He pulled his beard and said, "Oh, brother, you can't talk nonsense. I spent a lot of money to buy jade. It was pure luck to be able to produce jade."

The master smiled and said, "You can offer a price."

Then Beard smiled happily, raised two fingers and said, "Cash or checks are the best. But if you barter, you have to consider what you have on your side."

The master snorted coldly and said, "You are cruel. Only one horn is revealed in your stone. Who knows whether it is skin or flesh?"

"Look at what you said, I have personally identified it, otherwise I wouldn't dare to sell it. I won't do anything about cheating. If you don't believe it, then don't buy it." Facing the distrust of the master, Beard looked unhappy and immediately shook his face.

The master sighed, stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Then let's go, let's go somewhere else."

"Hey hey! Wait a moment, wait a moment, then do you think this price is like this?" He opened his right hand and raised his left hand and pointed his right hand with one finger.

The master snorted coldly, then turned to Grandpa Gang and said, "Old Wu, Yunyi has become your grandson. Don't you, a grandpa, express it?"

Grandpa Gan's face turned dark and was about to speak, the master raised his hand to stop him and continued, "Yun Yi is really wronged. He is a grandson for nothing, and he can't get any benefits!"

"Stop talking! I'll convince you, can't I just buy this stone for Yun Yi? I've never seen someone as stingy!" Grandpa Gan rolled his eyes.

After saying that, he took out a square gold medal from his arms, which was very thin, probably only half a centimeter. The edges and corners were polished smoothly, and the front and back were engraved with incomprehensible words.

Grandpa Gan put it in the palm of his hand, looked at it for his beard, and said, "This golden talisman is used to exchange for the three stones in your bag."

He stretched out his head and looked at it, showing a disdainful look, and said, "It's just a piece of gold, no matter how perfectly carved it, it's almost 10,000 yuan. Brother, are you scaring me!"

Grandpa Gan said with a smile: "Look at the runes above carefully."

He looked at Grandpa Gan with a suspicious look on his face, stretched out his head and took a closer look. Suddenly his pupils began to magnify, and his face was filled with surprise. He pointed to the golden talisman, his fingers were trembling, and asked, "This is the talisman of King Wei Chengzi of the talisman!"

Grandpa Gan still laughed and said, "You are aware of the goods. You should know the price of Wei Chengzi's talismans on the market. Do you think it's worth replacing these three stones?"

"Value!" Beard hurriedly handed the bag to Grandpa, then rubbed his hands, carefully picked up the golden talisman, looked at it and looked at it, and couldn't help but feel happy, feeling that this business was not a loss.

Then we left the stall and walked for a while. Grandpa Gan took out a palm-sized stone from the bag, and then threw the bag into the master's arms with a cold face.

The master stared at Grandpa Gan and pointed at Grandpa Gan and said, "Oh! Why did you take away one piece?"

"I bought this, why can't I take it? I want to give it to you all three? Who knows if you took it alone or really used it for Yunyi? I want to use this to make a talisman for Yunyi!" Grandpa Gan shouted at his master angrily.

The master stretched his neck and said, "How can you, a stinky Taoist, judge a gentleman's belly by the heart of a villain! Don't worry, I will use all three pieces on this kid, and I will not embezzle any of them!"

However, compared to how these three stones are used, I care more about the price. I still don’t know how much the beard gesture costs, so I asked.

After some bargaining, the master seemed to have calmed down and turned around and said, "Only one finger means 100,000 yuan, so the price of these three stones is 200,000 yuan." It seems that the master is not a person who holds grudges.

The master paused and then said, "Look, my master is willing to spend money for you! You still want to be someone else's apprentice! You are so heartless!"

Forget it, I took back what I thought just now. Besides, it was not him who took action.

"So shameless!" Grandpa Gan's voice slowly floated over, and the master was speechless.

But that number made me really stunned. I was even unable to breathe, 200,000! I have never seen so much money before! What is this? I know that I can buy three yuan candy for a dime in the village, so how many candies can I buy! Well, when I was nine years old, I don’t have any concept of money, so I really can’t compare it. But I know that my grandfather, who is a village cadre, earns about 300 yuan a month a salary of about 300 yuan a month.

At that moment, I felt that the three stones were simply burnt red soldering irons! And the master and grandpa Gan were two rich people with golden light!
Chapter completed!