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Why is this customer here again?

Didn't he get erased by the Puppet Fairy?

… after erasing the memories, is he going to come back for another 'ten dishes’ and ask the owner for emergency evacuation services?

Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

He seemed to see a way to become rich.

No, no, no. There's no limit to this kind of thing.

Song Shuhang's manoeuvres reminded him that such a wealthy road is too unlimited to be done.

“Hello, welcome.” The puppet fairy calmly set up the repaired table and stood up.

“Hello.” The big man grabbed his head and looked at the restaurant.

He himself was a little confused, why he came to the restaurant himself.

- He has a slight impression of the restaurant and should be a restaurant that offers‘ emergency escape 'services in secret. The code is to eat ten dishes in one breath and give them to the manager.

But why am I here?

In his memory, he wanted to kill that weird ‘treasure’.

After taking all his brothers to the hospital, he first returned to his treasure collection and removed it. Then he's going to find an appraiser or something to identify his treasure.

When he thought about it, somehow, he came to the restaurant with the treasure.

After stepping into the restaurant, he grabbed his heart.

The dining room table seemed to have broken down and a beautiful girl was patching it up.

There was a big pit on the wall, as if it had been smashed by a hammer.

What's even scarier is that behind the manager, three men in strange armor, stacked together, a face of blood.

The wall behind the manager, a wall of blood.

Is this a haunted house?

[Indeed, it is more appropriate for me to get out of here.] Pu Shaped Da Han's heart hid the way.

Thinking about it, the big man is ready to wave.

But as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the strange statue in the shop.

The statue appears to be a sculpture of immortals sitting on a tray leg.

It's obviously a stone sculpture, but it looks like it has a special charm.

After seeing the stone sculpture, the big man couldn't get out of his way.

He couldn't help but look at the statue again.

Is this the statue of a fairy monarch in the myth of Huaxia? The statue is obviously just a statue, but it gives a sense of immense temperament.

When he saw the statue, his mind began to replenish a dusty fairy figure.

He should have long hair, he should have been dressed in white and spotless clothes, and he should have been present in all things.

Pu Shaped Da Han accidentally glanced at the obsession.

“Cough!” Song Shuhang calmly picked up the statue of Senior Bai and hid him behind the cash register: “Guest, what can I do for you? Can I get you something to eat? ”

In the core world, Chu Chu has been practiced and is meditating, learning from his experience in warfare with four-pitch magicians.

Song Shuhang can pull Chu Chu out if Big Han Pu wants to order dishes.

“Oh, ah, um.” Pu Zhang Da Han opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word for half a day. He tried to stretch his neck and couldn't help but look through the cash register and see the statue sitting with the legs.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Ah, excuse me. Manager, which master is this statue from your house? Can I ask the master to carve one for me too?” Big Puppet patted his chest: “Money is not a problem! ”

“Unfortunately, the master is not in this world.” Song Shuhang returned.

The statue is just a bunch of white seniors. Where's the master?

“Died? That's too bad.” The big man grabbed his head and smiled.

After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "Manager, have I seen you somewhere? ”

After no longer attracted to the statue of Senior White, the big man finally focused his attention on this seemingly ordinary manager.

The manager looked young and seemed to be only about twenty years old. But he smelled like he was forty or fifty years old. On average, the manager should be about thirty, right?

Somehow, it was the first time I saw the manager, but there was an unknown sense of ‘trust' in the heart of Big Man.

He felt that the manager, as if he was omnipotent, was a tall man.

He has a hunch in his heart - maybe this‘ treasure ’in his hand should be left to the manager to identify.

This feeling, it comes unimaginably, but only so real.

Song Shuhang smiled slightly and did not answer.

Pushaped Dahan grabbed his head and thought about it, he bit his teeth, lifted his black box and placed it on Song Shuhang's cash register.

“Manager, can you help me identify this treasure, what is it?” Pu Shaped Dahan Road.

Without waiting for Song Shuhang to agree, he opened the password of his case.

It's a piece that looks like a black gem.

Approximately the size of an egg.

And it's surrounded by black spiritual power that only a monk can see.

As soon as the box opens, a low murmur is emitted.

That voice, as if to tempt people to decay, to exasperate desires in their hearts.

“Again?” Song Shuhang did not hesitate.

This means that the streets are about to rot.

In particular, Nine Psychic Fat Balls, developed such things as' Divine Soldier 'and‘ Grandpa Ring ’, all brought their own low-mumbling seduction function, tempting the practitioner to fall into Nine Psychic Demons.

It's a trick that fat balls are playing with.

Song Shuhang is even more resistant to this low murmur.

How can it compare to the 88888 voices he recites in his head every night?

Not a level thing at all.

“Manager, do you know what this is?” Pu-shaped Dahan asked.

Seeing Song Shuhang's disdainful expression - is this thing actually garbage and not worth it?

“It's a sort of energy core thing.” Song Shuhang Jingdao.

This thing is supposed to be the core of the ancient demon. The name, he learned from the patterned male spellman. Literally, however, this should be the core of the energy left behind by the 'ancient demons' after their death.

“The core of energy?” Pu Shang Da Han's face pressed, he grabbed his head and asked: “Is this thing worth it, manager? If it's worth it, at what price, I'd like to auction him off. ”

“Hands off?” Song Shuhang looked at the big man with some surprise.

“Yes, I feel this thing is hot, and staying in my hand will cause me trouble. I'd like to get rid of it as soon as possible, if that's okay.” Pu Shaped Da Han looked serious.

“Your will is good.” Song Shuhang praised.

An ordinary man who can resist the temptation of the 'Ancient Demon Core' whispering and who is determined to let it go is powerful.

Unfortunately, they are too old to practise at all.

Otherwise, with such firm will, he might be of interest to his predecessors in the Kyushu-1 group.

“To be honest, I don't know exactly what the price is. Because of its value, it is not suitable to be measured by ordinary ‘money’.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Worth it?” The big man was distressed when he heard the words.

If it's worth it, it's hard to get away.

“It's not worth it, it's hard to measure it with ’money’.” Song Shuhang explained.

"If I took him to the auction, how much would it be worth?" asked Dahan Pu. ”

Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulder: “Depending on the situation, if someone with knowledge of the goods, they should be able to make a high price. Otherwise, it would be difficult to say. ”

Pusha Dahan thought about it again and asked: "Do you have an idea of getting this energy core? ”

“You want to hand it over to me?” Song Shuhang thought about it and he reached out and dotted it on the 'Ancient Demon Core’.

Shrink the ‘Reverse Whale Warrior Boxer' fingertip position on your right hand.

His finger pressed against the core of the ancient demon, and the authentication method was activated.

Authentication secret activated.

Song Shuhang's body instantly ‘fumigated’ when the secret law was implemented.

Dozens of wounds appeared on his‘ smoked 'body, and then the smoked body recovered quickly.

Identification information appeared in Song Shuhang's mind.

Song Shuhang quickly lifted the hypothetical immortal smoking mode.

The whole transformation process, not even a second.

In the eyes of the big man, the store manager's body had such a moment, it became a little blurred. He blinked and discovered that the manager was still the manager.

Was it my eyes?] Pu Shaped Da Han's heart hid the way.

“Huh.” Song Shuhang grinned.

Similar to Phoenix's 'fracturing into liquid' skills, smoking and eliminating Phoenix's 'fracturing into liquid' skills can immunize the wounds of the identification secret. Mental pain will not disappear, however, and needs to be endured.

Identification results emerge.

[Extraterritorial Celestial Branch - Core of the Blood Demon Royal Family. Because the age is too long, the energy contained in the core of the Blood Demon is nearly exhausted. If you can find a way to enrich it, you will get a precious' Blood Demon King's Core ’.

'Blood demon? Remember, this is the poor out-of-town celestial demon who was brushed by the group of seniors of Jiuzhou No. 1.’ Song Shuhang recalled the Blood Devil.

It is a tragic race in this world to act as an extraterritorial demon of great rebellion in movies, television and novels. Their status is equivalent to 'wildmap BOSS’ in the realm of repair.

They have a wealth of material on them, and they also contain things like magic tools, celestial treasures, and spiritual stones.

There are also institutions that specialize in the surveillance of 'extraterritorial celestial demons'.

Whenever an extraterrestrial demon surrenders, the cultivation community's Daoists rub their hands and brush their demons.

When the Chu family broke Sendai, the seniors of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group painted a blood demon and gained a lot.

“This energy core contains energy that is nearly exhausted. However, it remains a priceless treasure. If you really want to... Do you want gold?” Song Shuhang asked.

He wanted to ask the seniors of Jiuzhou Group 1 to borrow some money.

But all of a sudden, he remembered how much gold sand he had in his hand. It was the harvest of Heavenly Path's little black house, when he picked up a lot of gold sand and was about to build a golden palace in the core world.