Chapter seventy-five. We don't sell psychic powers

What are you two doing here in the middle of the night

Without waiting for the two men to guess, the figure spoke, his voice full of impatience, and then stretched out.

When the man moved and spoke, Zhang Yu was relieved. "Damn, you guys are scary. The lights aren't on. It's so dark. How can you see anything, let alone buy anything? "

The figure suddenly gave a contemptuous laugh. He didn't want to be rich and powerful either. He opened the door in the middle of the night and took a long time to open it. He looked like a novice wandering around, wanting to buy everything but being too expensive, he doesn't want to waste time with them.

"What are you going to buy? It's all here, you can see for yourself. " The human-shaped man yawned, turned the light on for a second, and leaned over the counter, holding up his face with one hand, looking at the two men.

Although the light was turned on a little, it was still very dark, and they evidently sensed that the young man did not want to talk to them. He must have thought that they were new and could not afford anything, so they wanted to lose it at random.

"We're not here to buy a coffin, " Lu said, shaking his tin box. "We're here to find treasure. "

The shopkeeper's face changed when he saw the metal box in Enron's hand.

Usually, when you buy something from them, you only give away a box when you buy something big or of high value, and the box is a status symbol, like a VIP customer in a store.

It's just... The metal box in the hands of Lu an is too old to be corroded like this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to identify him at the door. If I had known he was a VIP customer, this guy would have opened the door and greeted him.

The shopkeeper brother toward the road safely, meaning to look at his hand box, the road safely handed over, that little brother picked up a look, is really their box, can not help but feel ashamed, how can be used like this?

"Two please come with me. " The shop boy returned the box to Lu Anran and took them directly into the inner room.

The young man opened the curtain between them and went in, followed by the two of them.

"Oh, business? " Inside, a middle-aged man with a round face like a Buddha sat inside, where the light was much brighter than outside, with abacus and abacus hanging on one wall and a closet full of books on the other, the middle-aged man's case desk is to put a huge gold ingot treasure. I don't know if it was the silver ingot or the rich look of the middle aged man, but Zhang Yu always felt the light was like gold, and the whole room was filled with a sense of opulence.

"Two, is want to buy what thing? Promote or get rich? " That middle-aged man smiles to ask a way.

"Buy official still can understand, this buys money I really is to hear for the first time? That what buys? " Zhang Yu listens to what the middle-aged man says, roughly guess here is estimated to be able to open what relationships, but to buy money he heard for the first time, if there is money to buy? You can't buy it if you don't have the money?

"Hey, hey, hey, little brother, you are a new man, you can buy money, as long as you give something in exchange for it, " the middle-aged man seemed to have more patience than the young man just now, slowly explaining to Zhang Yu.

"For something? My God, are you selling organs here? Do I have to sell kidneys? " Zhang Yu suddenly remembered the news of selling organs.

"How can you have such an idea, little brother? We are serious businessmen, " the middle-aged man said with a smile.

'proper businessman? Proper businessman, you're in a place like this, proper businessman, you can act all weird, how come proper businessman doesn't see you with a license? ' Zhang Yu muttered to himself.

"As long as you have enough grace, we promise to give you a fair price. " said the middle-aged man, rubbing his hands together.

It was selling grace, Zhang Yu thought, but he didn't know it was still for sale?

"How much is psychic power worth? " Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"It depends on the purity of your psychic energy, " he said. "low-level Psychic Energy will naturally sell less, but if you are high-level psychic energy, you can only say that there is no market for high-level psychic energy, and the more you sell, the more you earn. "

"How do you know how psychic it is? " Zhang Yu asked again.

"You have a lot of questions, little brother, " the middle-aged man said, glancing at the road beside Zhang Yu, "We usually identify them by the color of their power. You should know that if the color meets our requirements, we will use a special instrument to determine the power accurately. "

"and the instruments, so advanced, then test me, how much is my power worth? " Said Zhang Yu, who had been practicing it for many years, though it was still in the yellow of the lower classes, but it's hard enough already.

The middle-aged man saw this piece of jade so excited, had to give him a try, pointed to the table on the black instrument, "you put your finger on the top, and wait for the green light, urge their spiritual power can be. "

Zhang Yu looked at the equipment on the table. It looked like a fingerprint. Is it really that high tech? I put my finger on it, and according to the instructions, when the green light came on, I got my grace going.

The results came out soon. As expected, this jade was only a low-level psychic power, although middle-aged men had long anticipated this, but he smiled and said to Zhang Yu, "your grace is not bad. " Then he turned to the road and asked, "young master, why don't you try it? It won't hurt to try. "

In fact, when these two men came in, the middle-aged man already felt that this road was not easy. Although it looked ordinary, he always felt that Lu an ran seemed to have a great spiritual power in him. With his years of experience, you can't go wrong. That's why he was so patient, he explained to Zhang Yu. For monks with great spiritual power, they often don't have to sell it to get money or official status, so high spiritual power is a rarity for shop owners, that's why men urge them to test it, even if they can't buy it, it's good to have a record.

"No need, we are not here to sell spiritual power. " Lu anran ignored the expectations of the middle-aged man. He was looking for the black market entrance. This shop has a coffin shop outside and an official property shop inside, it's probably the black market entrance just down the road.

"Don't try to fool us, just take us in, " Lu said to the shopkeeper beside him, and went over the middle-aged man.