Killer Wife

Chapter 23 Bet
If it wasn't for Ye Juanhuan's sharp eyes, seeing the cunning in the stall owner's eyes, he would have regarded him as an honest man. Ye Juanhuan seemed to be casually looking around at the stall, picking some herbs and inner alchemy, and finally paid 'Curiosity' pointed at the broken sword: "Fellow Daoist, isn't this some good material? I don't know it."

The stall owner introduced: "No, this is a sword."

Ye Juehuan pretended to be surprised: "It's not that I speak badly. Wait... well, a broken sword, will someone buy it?"

The stall owner said honestly: "I got this in the middle of the Lost Forest. I think it is not a simple thing, so I put it here, thinking that someone will know."

The Lost Forest is close to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, and it is like a forbidden place of death. Ye Juehuan doesn't believe that the stall owner can enter the center of the Lost Forest. She weighed the broken sword and said, "I'm a little interested in it. I got it, but firstly, there is no fluctuation of spiritual power, and secondly, there is no aura of magic weapon, and it is probably not a weapon of magic weapon. The stall owner might as well give it to me. You see, I bought a lot of things, so let me have one for nothing. , nothing wrong?"

The stall owner hesitated and said, "This..."

Ye Juehuan added a low-grade spirit stone, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist, don't let you be a waste of money, I will have to come back next time, right?"

The stall owner smiled and waved: "I've given it to you, don't forget to take care of my business."

Ye Juanhuan naturally smiled and agreed, and put away all her things. She was just about to leave, but was stopped by the stall owner: "Fellow Daoist, I still have something here, I think you are interested."

"Oh?" Ye Juehuan stopped in her tracks, "Take it out, Fellow Daoist." The stall owner carefully took out a box made of jade from his bosom, and opened it. A milky-white rhizome that was as long as a finger and as thick as a little finger appeared in Ye Juehuan's eyes. In front of my eyes.

"If it weren't for the urgent need for Lingshi, I would never be willing to sell it." The stall owner sighed.

Ye Juehuan frowned, and the excitement in her heart surged in an instant, but she suppressed it very well, because this thing is nothing else, it is the blind medicinal material necessary for Chifeng's healing and alchemy, the root of Grimace Flower .

Grimace flower is a kind of poisonous flower, purple-black in color, so named because the flower looks like a human face, and its root is a good thing to heal the wounded soul.

The place where the ghost face flower grows must satisfy two points. First, it must be full of yin, and second, there are a large number of people who have buried their bones here.

That's it, the rhizome of Grimace Flower has absorbed countless yin and resentment, but it is still white in color.

"I want it." Ye Juanhuan was about to reach out, but a white hand stretched out from her side, grabbed the jade box first, and a haughty voice rang in Ye Juanhuan's ear: "I want it! "

Ye Juanhuan's hand was still a step faster. She held down the jade box and looked at the stall owner: "Let's make a price, I'll take it..."

The owner of the jade hand said angrily: "Didn't you hear what Miss Ben said? I want this thing!"

Ye Juehuan raised her eyebrows and looked aside. It was a girl around 16 or 7 years old, wearing a bright rose red dress. Although her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, they were spoiled by arrogance and lost a point.

The girl kicked Ye Juanhuan's calf, glanced at Ye Juanhuan's ordinary clothes, weak spiritual power, and ordinary mask, and there was more disdain in her eyes: "Get out of the way, just a poor casual cultivator. If you buy it, you can’t afford it, can you? Leave the things behind, so go away.”

Ye Juanhuan threw the non-existent dust on her clothes, turned her head and never looked at the girl again: "Fellow Daoist, let's make a price."

The stall owner looked at the girl with some embarrassment, then at Ye Juanhuan, and finally said: "10 yuan..." Before he finished speaking, the girl said: "10 middle-grade spirit stones, right? Here you go, everything belongs to you." Me." As she spoke, she took out 10 middle-grade spirit stones from the storage ring.

The stall owner hurriedly said: "It's top-grade, 10 high-grade spirit stones."

The girl was a little embarrassed, she was just out for a stroll this time, and she didn't bring many spirit stones, 10 high-grade spirit stones is already a lot of money: "Isn't it just a broken herb, why is it worth 10 high-grade spirit stones?" Lingshi? Didn't you see Miss Ben alone, Miss Ben?"

The stall owner's expression was a bit cold: "Miss, be careful, the rhizome of Grimace Flower is a top-grade natural treasure. If I hadn't carefully cut off a section when I was digging, it would be worth 50 top-grade spirit stones."

Ye Juanhuan lazily chimed in, "The root of this Grimace flower is nearly 300 years old, and it is indeed worth 10 high-grade spirit stones. The stall owner didn't bid randomly, but this lady, you didn't bring enough money, did you?"

The girl blushed when she was told, she didn't know whether it was shame or anger, she did not bring enough money: "Is this lady going to have no money? Do you think I am a poor casual cultivator like you?"

Ye Juanhuan grinned: "Miss from the Great Martial School doesn't like poor Sanxiu, so why don't you bring out the spirit stone? Otherwise, you, Miss from the Martial School, don't interfere with Qiong Sanxiu's shopping."

The girl's face was getting redder and redder, where could she take out 10 high-grade spirit stones?Her monthly spending is only 20 middle-grade spirit stones.

The girl glanced at Ye Juehuan's dark eyes: "You mean you have 10 high-grade spirit stones? I think you are swollen to pretend to be fat? Poor casual cultivators are poor casual cultivators!"

Ye Juehuan didn't seem angry, but just laughed and said, "What if I can take out 10 high-grade spirit stones?"

"I don't believe it!" the girl said firmly.

"Then why don't we make a bet?" Ye Juehuan smiled lightly and looked at the girl's hesitant face: "Why? Don't dare? Forget it, I won't force you."

The girl couldn't stand the provocation, and immediately said angrily: "Who dares to answer! Tell me! What are you betting on?"

"Just bet whether I can buy the root of this grimace flower! How about it? If I lose, it's up to you..."

"I'm going to lose, so I'll kowtow to you and apologize!" the girl blurted out, and Ye Juanhuan continued to say kindly, "That's so bad..."

The girl still had some regrets in her heart, not afraid of 10, just in case, what if this poor casual cultivator took out [-] high-grade spirit stones?But after hearing what Ye Juehuan said, she couldn't help it: "Miss Ben will do what she says! You dare not bet?"

"This..." Ye Juehuan's eyes dodged a little, and he hesitated and said: "Could it be that you asked me to commit suicide and I will do it? Is it possible..."

The girl was overjoyed, in her opinion, it must be that Ye Juehuan didn't have so many spirit stones, and even slapped her swollen face to pretend to be fat, deliberately letting her retreat in spite of the difficulties!

"Are you still a man? Bet! I want to see how many spirit stones you, a poor casual cultivator, can produce." The girl raised her head proudly and said.

Ye Juanhuan seemed unwilling to gamble: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

After getting the promise, Ye Juehuan smiled, and lazily picked out the ring, a smugness flashed in the girl's eyes, can't she get it out?After a while, Miss Ben will definitely dig out your eyes!Let you not long eyes! "Take it quickly! Don't dilly-dally! Poor casual cultivators are poor casual cultivators, so what are you pretending to be!"

(End of this chapter)