Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Although it had become shriveled and skinny, Jiang Lu still recognized it at a glance: it was his mouth.

Aside from the scent that was finally revealed after breaking out of the shell and was welded to the lips forever like a tattoo, there were also other features retained on it.

Jiang Lu once requisitioned the Dinghai Shenzhen, a replica of the divine artifact from meteorite from outer space, commonly known as the youth version of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and pierced his lips so that he could play billiards inside his sister's body without sticking out his tongue.

And there happened to be a faintly visible small hole on those lips.

So it seems reasonable and natural why the gambling stone is so hard.

Jiang Lu has always been very tough-talking.

But this does not mean that he is a qualified secret keeper.

He just strictly adhered to the principle of "three nevers" in an environment that was unfavorable to him.

That is: never admit his mistakes, never admit his failures, and never admit the accusations against him by others.

Because he always believed that it is better to look for faults in others than in himself.

The greater the ability, the less responsibility.

You have to know that truly capable people know how to delegate responsibilities to others.

In this way, when something goes wrong, you will never be the one to be held accountable.

This type of person in history often gradually becomes a self-willed character, but Jiang Lu is a little different, because not only does he not like to take responsibility, he doesn't even have the interest to use his power to become a dictator.

Dictatorship? I can't do anything, let everyone else do it, I only do what I love.

Handling government affairs is obviously not among them.

So in the end, Jiang Lu was just being stubborn.

But then again, when you do something to the extreme, no matter what it is, you will always break through the limits and turn decay into magic.

As a result, Jiang Lu's mouth gradually became the leader among those who are tough-talking because the iron must be tough itself to forge iron.

Not only is he stubborn himself, but he can also infect the people around him, making them become stubborn as well.

Isn’t this also a kind of personal charm?

Even later on, this characteristic seemed to develop in a strange direction and actually became a force of law.

Anything it touches can harden within a certain period of time according to Jiang Lu's wishes.

It is logical then that after it became a fossil, the stone body that had wrapped it for who knows how many years would be so hard, even harder than the boundary stone. It is no wonder.

This reminded Jiang Lu of the past experience of saving others with the power of this mouth.
At that time, he was facing a servile woman. The woman looked pitiful, like a frightened little white rabbit, curled up there, covered with scars but still forcing a smile, which made anyone cry when they heard it.

She just knelt in front of Jiang Lu, as if she was just an exquisite puppet at the mercy of others.

Jiang Lu immediately kissed her back.

"No kneeling!"

他 说:

"The people of Hades should have a strong backbone and kneel only to their parents and the heaven and earth, not to anyone else! I don't know what you have been through, but now, stand up! Stand up with dignity!"

A magical thing happened. The woman felt her back tighten and harden uncontrollably, and then she actually stood up.

She was a little surprised, then asked, "But isn't Mr. Jiang the one you want to play with Ace's love? Then should I still call him master?"

Jiang Lu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye: "There are no slaves in the underworld that I rule!"

The woman finally couldn't hold back her tears of emotion.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lu at the trade fair couldn't help but sigh: "Ah, what a blood-boiling memory."

While he was immersed in his own memories with a strange filter, other people at the trade fair were whispering and talking.

Without exception, they were all curious about the origin of the lips, but no one could recognize what it was.

However, as the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement while experts look for the details. These gamblers at the bottom of the cultivation world are just joining in the fun. Those who are truly capable have already started thinking.

But their situation isn't much better.

Even though she was intimidated by the middle-aged man, the cold and aloof woman, who always thought she had a broad vision and looked down on everything here from a God's perspective, could not understand it at this moment.

Among the gambling stones that have piqued everyone's interest, could this be the thing?

But she did not dare to underestimate this thing.

Because the middle-aged man who seemed to be an immortal seemed to open it without much effort, but in fact he was very serious and solemn. The cold woman could see this from the sweat on his forehead after he finished.

In contrast to his disdainful attitude towards Long Yuan, the cold woman was sure that this was definitely a more precious treasure, but she was too shallow to understand it.

Not only her, but also the craftsmen and waiters who had hidden their strength were extremely confused at this moment.

Their emotions were somewhat different from those of the cold woman.

They knew the middle-aged man's identity and could feel how much he valued it, so even though they didn't know where this thing came from, judging from the middle-aged man's reaction, they knew in their hearts that this thing was not simple.

They were just waiting, waiting for the middle-aged man to start explaining.

But they might not have thought that it would be impossible for the middle-aged man to explain the origin of this thing to everyone, because he himself was not sure and began to doubt his own judgment.

With his knowledge, he could only be sure that this thing definitely came from the underworld.

However, he was a little puzzled as to how a pair of lips could be the thing that could cross the gap between the world of the living and the world of the dead, perfectly transition between the two different rules without being affected in the slightest and retaining its original flavor.

Whose lips are so amazing?

Carefully feeling the somewhat familiar breath that was finally exposed after breaking the shell, a figure that he had once watched from afar in the depths of the middle-aged man's memory gradually became clear.

"Could it be his?"

The middle-aged man himself did not realize that his face was now filled with disbelief and horror.

It was unbelievable because he had heard that after the man died, he was divided into many parts and lost in the heavens.

He just thought it would be a situation like being torn into pieces by five horses, but he didn't expect that the man would be torn into pieces so finely.

The reason for his horror was that a mouth that had become like a rootless duckweed could make him feel so difficult and even give him a slight sense of oppression.

He didn't even dare to imagine how powerful the man would be if he were in his complete form.

"You are so powerful, but you are just hiding your strength! Even the Heaven Court has done that, but they still underestimated you?"

He was in a trance, talking to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

It was only then that his servants finally noticed that something was wrong with his mood.

The waiter who was in charge of the stone cutting asked cautiously, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The middle-aged man raised his head and waved his hand gently.

But anyone could see that his expression was unnatural and he was forcing a smile. The servants who had followed him for a long time immediately understood something and looked at those lips with a little awe, wondering what they were thinking.

However, the middle-aged man's unusual reaction was interpreted by some people as disappointment and dissatisfaction.

After all, those lips looked ordinary. To put it bluntly, they looked like some wilted pork from the market at night, with two small slices cut off and put together and thrown into the dirt. They didn't look like something valuable at all.

So after Shi Zhongxian confirmed that this thing definitely did not appear in the "Record of Strange Treasures" published by Sanqing Temple, he couldn't wait to ask:

"Um. May I ask what is the value of this thing? Have I already won?"

Hearing this, the crowd of onlookers suddenly remembered that, yes, it seemed that Shi Zhongxian and that boy had a gambling game.

Before, we couldn’t tell because the boy’s stone couldn’t be opened, but now that it’s opened, it’s time to decide the winner, right?

All of a sudden, everyone's attention shifted to the gambling game, and they all looked at the middle-aged man for confirmation.

They can't understand this stuff, but it doesn't matter, there are experts here.

Anyone who doesn't even take Long Yuan seriously must be very knowledgeable. So just wait for him to make the final judgment.

Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become tense, Xue Yong also panicked.

He couldn't tell what the lip was, so he asked Jiang Lu, who had an inexplicable smile on his face since the beginning: "Brother Jiang, I see you look confident, could it be that you recognize that thing?"

Xue Yong's voice brought Jiang Lu back to reality.

"Ah? That thing?" Jiang Lu smiled and nodded: "Yes, I recognize it."

"Really?" Wang Gang was nervous, but also a little expectant. "You are smiling so happily, so that thing must be very valuable, right?"

"Well, if you really want to know the value of it," Jiang Lu scratched his ear awkwardly. "It's probably that if it's quietly placed in a crowded place, no one will notice it. But if you think about it from another angle, doesn't this mean that it's quite concealed?"

Wang Gang was stunned for a moment: "Are you trying to say that no one would even look at it if you throw it on the ground?"

"If you want to interpret it that way, there's actually no problem." Jiang Lu's eyes drifted away.

"It's over!" Xue Yong's face suddenly turned pale: "It's all over now!"

Wang Gang was even more annoyed: "I just told you to run but you didn't. What are you going to do now?"

Jiang Lu shrugged helplessly.

He hadn't expected that this thing would be among the gambling stones. At the time, he was only concerned about the underworld aura on it, thinking that something that could span the two worlds and had such a distinct personal style must be a treasure.

Who could have imagined that the treasure was actually me?
In fact, this lip is indeed a priceless treasure in a sense. Not to mention the semi-immortal dragon essence, even the genuine immortal product, or even the divine product above the immortal product, is not as good as it.

But this value is only for Jiang Lu. In the eyes of others, it is really worthless.

To give a simple example, the eunuchs in the palace, after becoming rich and powerful, will first think of going to the treasure room to redeem their treasures at a high price. But if you ask other people to redeem them at the same price, will they be willing to do so?
It’s not mine, I don’t want it even if it’s given to me for free, and it’s unlucky to feed it to a dog.

So by the same logic, even if the lips may contain some kind of forbidden power, equivalent to a martial arts secret book, if only Jiang Lu can use it, then others will naturally not take a second look at it.

This really gave Jiang Lu a headache.

Even though he was very satisfied with the result, it meant that he had to pay Shi Zhongxian a bet of 100,000.

The feeling of having uncovered a rare treasure but having to admit defeat made him feel very uncomfortable.

But at this moment, a turning point appeared.

Without paying any attention to the expectant gazes of the crowd waiting for the final decision, the middle-aged man directly asked the waiter who the gambling stone belonged to.

After getting the answer, he immediately walked quickly to Jiang Lu and asked seriously, "My dear brother, name a price and I will take your gambling stone."

"Ah?" Jiang Lu was startled, then pointed at another gambling stone and asked, "How much is his dragon essence worth?"

The middle-aged man casually glanced at Shi Zhongxian's gambling stone and quoted a price professionally: "With this quality and size, if you add the blood-ink jade outside, the estimated value is probably between 130 and 150 million."

"Mr. Duo?" The onlookers were stunned.

Shi Zhongxian's breathing also became rapid.

The value of his shop that was sealed up, all the miscellaneous items included, was only 500,000 yuan.

The entire shop's worth is just a fraction of this small piece of Dragon Yuan?
Got it! Now it’s really got it!

What made him even more ecstatic was that the middle-aged man added at the right time: "Of course, this estimate is relatively conservative. After all, there is no demand for it now. If you happen to meet someone who needs it, the price may be even higher."

What luck! Absolutely what luck!

Everyone was filled with jealousy, but they still had to congratulate Shi Zhongxian because they knew that Shi Zhongxian would soon make a comeback and return to, no, surpass, the peak.

"Congratulations! Good things have finally come to an end."

“After all the hardship comes happiness, after all the hardship comes happiness!”

Shi Zhongxian pretended to be humble, but at the same time he did not forget to give Jiang Lu a provocative look.

Although the bet of one hundred thousand is not worth mentioning in his eyes now, a mosquito is still meat, and who can go against money? More importantly, this is about his face.

When the situation is favorable, there is no reason not to show your true colors.

But Jiang Lu remained calm after hearing the offer.

On the one hand, he had no idea about the prices in this world and had no concept of this number. On the other hand, he saw a certain desire in the middle-aged man's eyes.

It seems like he wants his lips too?
Tentatively, Jiang Lu made a price offer: "You want to buy my gambling stones, right? Then give me two million."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and many people thought Jiang Lu was crazy.

What quality are those two pieces of rotten meat that have no apparent use? Could they be more expensive than Dragon Yuan?
But something unexpected happened. Who knew that the middle-aged man nodded readily: "Deal!"

Wang Gang, an amateur gambler and professional businessman, slapped his thigh in frustration on behalf of Jiang Lu and said, "You called too low!"

Jiang Lu seemed to be thinking about something.

If someone doesn't know what these lips are, they probably wouldn't spend so much money to buy them.

Could it be that he figured out the trick?

Thinking about it, Jiang Lvchong just made a face at Shi Zhongxian, who was now dumbfounded, and winked: "It seems that what I opened is more valuable. It seems that you lost."

Shi Zhongxian opened his mouth but could not say anything. He just stared at the middle-aged man's back in confusion.

Not a buddy.
But the latter didn't seem to care about their gambling at all, and just asked eagerly: "How do you trade, cash or card?"

But Jiang Lu shook his head.

"Or do you want to barter?" asked the middle-aged man.

"No." Jiang Lu bared his teeth and said with a wicked smile: "I mean I won't sell it." (End of this chapter)