Storm of Kings

Everyone returned to the inn to seize the time to practice and make up for various shortcomings in order to deal with more tense situations.

Zhou Lie kept holding the rag head, his eyes were solemn.It was not until the two macaques came back that he came back to look at Xiang Lang Dingtian!

Lang Dingtian lay on the ground and asked lazily, "How is it? What's your unique feeling?"

Zhou Lie closed his eyes, recalling what he felt just now, and said: "This shroud of Turin is real. It once carried a very powerful spiritual power, and it was when that spiritual power was transformed, so it was left. A lot of insights about the world and life! They are extremely rare treasures! However, the Tao is different from each other. This is the Tao of the Western saints, which is different from the Tao we uphold. So we can only observe it, not look up."

Lang Dingtian frowned and said, "Oh? Since you can't rely on the power of this ragged head, isn't it costing so many points for nothing?"

Zhou Lie opened his eyes: "If we don't use it, it doesn't mean that others can't use it. Being a middleman can make a difference. I have already kept in mind the law of the spiritual deed. This is the biggest gain of this trip."

"Wh? What?" Lang Dingtian felt a little dizzy, and looked at Zhou Lie incredulously: "So your kid is playing this horrible idea from beginning to end. Grandma's, can you really make a difference? You don't want to take the risk."

Zhou Lie laughed confidently: "Hahaha, isn't there such a saying? If there is a 50% profit in it, it is worth taking a risk for him. If there is a 100% profit in it, it can trample all the laws of the world. If there is a profit of 300%, people would dare to commit any crime, and even risk a life of nine deaths to realize him! Rest assured, in my opinion, it is not difficult to extract the blood of the saint. When the blood of the saint is extracted, this Only a rag head can have a real effect."

"Wait, besides the blood of the saint, what is the value of this ragged cloth head?" Lang Dingtian was very strange, what did Zhou Lie find on this ragged cloth head?

"This?" Zhou Lie sold the key: "I just saw some valuable things. Before entering the specific process, I only had an idea. When the blood of the saint is extracted tomorrow morning, the seniors can take a look with me."

"Boy, see if you can! If this saint's blood is so easy to refine, the ghost market has already refined and sold finished products on its own, so where would you be called a middleman?"

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, Zhou Lie laughed again and nodded his approval: "Senior said that, if the ghost market has a way to deal with the Shroud of Turin, it won't be a lot of effort to screen customers !"

"Hey! Then why are you so proud?" Lang Dingtian was a little confused.

"Naturally be proud! As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry. What is the most valuable in the world? Talents! They can't find the talents who can handle the Shroud of Turin. Fifty or sixty percent is already very remarkable."

Zhou Lie put away the rag head, looked at the two macaques and smiled: "You two wanted to talk just now when you came back. It seems that you missed it."

"I found it! I did find it! There are two large monster salt worms in the Mediterranean. They have been extinct for many years, and they were sold as ordinary monsters. When we traveled the world, we only knew the existence of this monster by coincidence. Only when they are fed with salt will they appear special. They usually look like ordinary monsters, and it is difficult to see abnormalities."

Deng Yuan and Xiao Hong are both happy and proud. This discovery is not just a small leak, but a very big leak, which can definitely bring a qualitative leap to the team.

"Okay!" Zhou Lie called Bai Lu from the Jianjia team to figure out a way to go out to collect salt, ready to try how capable this big monster salt insect is?

Both Deng Yuan and Deng Yuan had some gains, but they all picked up small leaks and left them to the team members for use. They didn't take it to heart.

The rest of the night passed calmly, and no moths appeared.

Lang Dingtian was thinking about the blood of the saint, and felt that such a piece of tattered cloth could extract at most half a drop of the blood of the saint.

When the cock crows three times and the sun shines all over Yuxi City, Zhou Lie sends away the tired figure, and 28 test tubes lie quietly in the wooden box on the tabletop.

Lang Dingtian ran over early in the morning, saw this wooden box with wide eyes, and shouted: "No? You really have a way to refine the blood of a saint?"

Zhou Lie spent a lot of energy this night. At this moment, he was also very sleepy. He yawned and said, "It is not the blood of a saint, but the blood of gold that has been diluted, but it is divided into the blood of sermons and the blood of sacrifice after professional treatment. , The blood of treatment! From the very beginning, I aimed at the mid-range market, the ghost market was geared towards large customers, and I set aside for the medium customer group. Of course, the most important thing is precise positioning. I believe those with blue eyes and golden hair Seeing that the blood of gold does not have any resistance, the Westerners in China have to fight for one by selling blood and kidney. What do seniors think?"

"Nima! Are you not the devil? When did you learn to do business?"

Zhou Lie humbly said: "The kid was originally a fisherman, but it was a coincidence that he got here today! The so-called "horse has no night, grass, no fat, no foreign wealth, no wealth, this is the same truth for thousands of years! Since ghosts" The city is doing the business of points, it proves that there are loopholes to be exploited, and it is not enough to fight and kill!"

Lang Dingtian looked at the wooden box again, shook his head and said, "I'm speechless after hearing you say this."

Zhou Lie suddenly got serious, took out the ragged head and said, "The point is not the golden blood, but the other way exposed by the Shroud of Turin losing the protection of the holy blood! Western saints come back to life, this is the key Where. He has bathed in death, and what he has experienced from life to death, from death to life, is all in this piece of rags!"

"Sigh?" Lang Dingtian immediately paid attention: "What are you going to do? It feels unusual."

"Hehe, what am I going to do?" Zhou Lie said coldly with a deep chill in his eyes: "Does the person who killed me thinks he can be safe? It just so happens that I still have the curse left by the expert, take advantage of it. To understand the way of life and death will be lifted together!"

Lang Dingtian praised: "Okay, this is the devil. Someone will set a trap for you, and you will not be indecent! I will give my full assistance."

"Three days later, a ceremony will be held to pay tribute to our two sacrificed companions! Within these three days, I will arm the team. As a professional and technical middleman, I am very cruel."

"Grandma, your style of painting has become so fast, and you have returned to the middleman." Lang Dingtian had already returned home unknowingly, he decided to follow Zhou Lie together, and ran to the black one by one.I don't know which guy is unlucky and will become the fat sheep to be slaughtered.

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