In front of Lin's Paper-Making Shop.
Wu Xie, accompanied by Wu Sanxing, arrived at the place.
Beside them were Pan Zi and Hai Shao.
"Is this it?" Wu Sanxing looked at the old shop.
It was a different age, and those people from the Yin and Yang realm still clung to outdated ways, creating an eerie atmosphere.
Not like their group of tomb raiders, who had transformed themselves into antique dealers.
"Pan Zi, go knock on the door."
It was Zhang Hai Xing who opened the door. She thought it was Lin Changsheng's previous two friends who wanted to inquire about him. But she was surprised to see a group of strangers.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Hai Xing sized up the group. Except for Pan Zi, who could handle her, the rest were weaklings.
She had little experience with the Wu family and did not recognize Wu Sanxing and Wu Xie.
Wu Sanxing explained, "My nephew bought something from you. I think it's quite useful and wanted to ask if you have more."
"Are you the owner?"
Zhang Hai Xing shook her head, "No, he's out. You can come back tomorrow."
Just as Zhang Hai Xing was about to close the door, Wu Xie spotted Lin Changsheng walking towards them, "Lin Boss, long time no see!"
Lin Changsheng snorted, "So it's you, little rascal!"
Upon hearing someone dare to scold his Little Third Master, Pan Zi was immediately displeased. He stepped forward, "Friend, watch your words."
Lin Changsheng glanced at Pan Zi casually, "Don't think you're mighty because of the scar on your face!"
Zhang Hai Xing stood by the door with her arms crossed, smiling at the scene, looking rather adorable.
Pan Zi's eyes flashed with ferocity, "Friend, how about we settle this with a duel!"
Wu Sanxing stopped Pan Zi. He had met Zhang Qi Ling and sensed a similar aura in this young man, both with extraordinary martial arts skills. "Lin Boss, right? I wonder how my nephew offended you! I apologize on his behalf."
Wu Xie quickly told Wu Sanxing about the incident.
"Wu Xie, what am I supposed to say about you?" Wu Sanxing was a bit speechless. He had seen many things and many people, and Lin Changsheng's eyes alone filled him with a sense of intense pressure.
Wu Xie's actions had undoubtedly completely offended Lin Changsheng.
"Lin Boss, please be merciful. My nephew acted out of a strong desire to protect the relic. That's why he took such action." Wu Sanxing apologized.
"Wu Xie, get over here and kowtow to Lin Boss to apologize!"
Pan Zi exclaimed, "Third Master!"
He couldn't comprehend why someone running a broken paper-making shop would demand Little Third Master to kowtow and confess guilt.
Lin Changsheng waved his hand, "Forget about kowtowing. I just wonder what you all are doing blocking the door."
Wu Sanxing quickly explained, "My nephew bought a yellow talisman from you. I was wondering if you had any more."
"Oh, so you're here for the talisman. It happens I have one left. Want it? Ten thousand."
Lin Changsheng casually named a price. After all, it was his item, and he was the only one in the entire Panjia Yuan who had it. He could sell it for a thousand, ten thousand, it was his call. If he was in a good mood, he'd give you a discount; if not, he'd raise the price.
In short, take it or leave it.
Wu Sanxing had witnessed the talisman's power. A single talisman could suppress a big zombie.
Apart from a thousand-year-old or mutated zombie, a talisman could basically guarantee your safety.
For example, Hong Hou was a mutated big zombie. Before his death, he had swallowed a talisman that had been enchanted, which was why the talismans' effects, except for the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, were significantly diminished. That was also why Lin Changsheng's talisman could only hold it for a short while, and he had to use his real blood to suppress it.
Pan Zi was enraged upon hearing the price, "Ten thousand? Last time it was only five thousand. Your price hike is even more absurd than Xinyue Hotel."
Lin Changsheng's eyes flickered with a sharp look, "It was ten thousand last time, and I gave Wu Xie a discount of five thousand. Don't get it mixed up. This time it's ten thousand because this is the last one. It was passed down from my ancestors, a talisman to protect my life, and I'm being generous by selling it to you since I don't need it anymore."
"If you don't want it, then leave!"
Wu Sanxing also thought the price was too high. Lin Changsheng was clearly venting his anger, "If that's the case, Lin Boss, we won't bother you any further."
After all, he was a member of the Nine Gates and had to maintain his dignity.
However, to everyone's surprise, Wu Xie knelt down with a "thump", "Lin Boss, I apologize for my previous offense. Please be merciful. I'll take the talisman!"
"Little Third Master!"
"Wu Xie!"
Everyone was stunned.
Lin Changsheng was also shaken by Wu Xie's actions.
Lin Changsheng glanced at Zhang Hai Xing, who was leaning against the door frame. Her clear eyes seemed to be saying, "He's being so sincere. Just sell it to him."
"Wu Xie, get up. The talisman is yours. Let's call it even.
Pan Zi hurriedly helped Wu Xie up. Wu Xie calmly said, "Thank you, Lin Boss!"
The reason Wu Xie acted this way was that he had discovered the package he threw at Lin Changsheng had mysteriously appeared on his car roof.
Moreover, during the time Lin Changsheng went to Niuxin Mountain and returned, Wu Xie had also gathered information about Lin Changsheng. He was mysterious and no one dared to provoke him.
The two people who came back with him seemed as if they had struck gold.
Wu Xie had a hunch that they must have gone down to a tomb when they met Lin Changsheng.
Those who could return from a tomb were no ordinary people.
Combining all these factors, Lin Changsheng was definitely no ordinary person.
Although Wu Xie was innocent, he wasn't stupid.
Hence, he acted in such a manner today.
Lin Changsheng returned to the shop and took out the talisman.
Zhang Hai Xing watched from the side and teased, "Don't you have a lot more in this box? Why say it's the last one?"
Lin Changsheng placed his hand over Zhang Hai Xing's mouth, making a silencing gesture.
These talismans were a legacy from his ancestors. Lin Changsheng hadn't sold a single one. The ones he sold were his own creations.
After selling the talisman to Wu Xie, Wu Sanxing and his group left in a huff.
It was none of Lin Changsheng's business what Wu Xie and Wu Sanxing wanted to say.
However, as Lin Changsheng watched their departing figures, he knew they were going down to a tomb.
Back in the shop, Zhang Hai Xing said, "I never knew you were so mischievous!"
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