It's just a paper figure, what's there to be afraid of.
Looking at Wu Xie's youthful and inexperienced appearance.
Lin Changsheng found it rather amusing. Who would have thought that the Wu Xie of the future would be a shrewd and calculating master.
Wu Xie spoke with a slight sob in his voice, clearly still shaken from the encounter with the paper figures. "I heard your shop has treasures that can ward off evil spirits!"
Lin Changsheng, as usual, asked, "Expert?"
Wu Xie nodded. "Sort of."
He couldn't exactly say he wasn't, could he?
After all, his third uncle had taught him that when out and about, one should act rich even if they're not, and pretend to know things even if they don't. This wasn't to save face, but to make others hesitant to underestimate you, to make them wary.
Of course, it's best to avoid lighting incense at New Moon Restaurant if you're broke.
A person with no money, no background, and no skills is nothing more than a pawn in the tomb raiding world.
Lin Changsheng spoke directly. "Ten thousand, non-negotiable. An heirloom treasure, once gone, it's gone! If you're serious about buying it, I'll let you see it. If not, feel free to leave."
Wu Xie was stunned by Lin Changsheng's price. He hadn't expected it to be so expensive.
However, he had to go to that ancient tomb in the western suburbs this time. Firstly, it involved news of his third uncle, and secondly, many of the Nine Gates had perished in it.
He was also representing the Wu family to investigate the situation. After all, the Wu family was dwindling in numbers, and those who could shoulder the responsibility were few and far between.
Young Wu Xie could only step up to the challenge, a kind of trial by fire for him.
According to those who had survived, they had encountered zombies.
Black donkey hooves were useless too, despite being specifically effective against zombies, they had failed repeatedly.
Unless they found black donkey hooves that were over fifty years old, they would have to seek other treasures.
In this era, just now recovering from turmoil to stability, where could one find black donkey hooves that were over fifty years old?
It was after hearing that Lin's Papercraft Shop in Panjia Garden possessed treasures that could deal with zombies that Wu Xie and his group came to investigate.
Wu Xie gritted his teeth. "Five thousand!"
"That's all the money I have on me!"
Lin Changsheng scrutinized Wu Xie and the rest of the Wu family for a moment. "Wait a moment."
He then took out a yellow talisman and placed it in a pouch.
"Take good care of it, no returns!"
Wu Xie eagerly opened the pouch, revealing a yellow talisman.
The Wu family members weren't happy. Just a piece of yellow paper, five thousand for that? Did they think they were fools?
"This is your Lin's Papercraft Shop treasure? This is worth five thousand?"
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Lin Changsheng's eyes. "You can find it expensive, but don't question the quality of Lin's Papercraft Shop!"
Lin's ancestral talismans were down to just three. These later talismans were all Lin Changsheng's own research, improvisation, and imitation.
They had consumed a lot of his mental energy. Wasn't that questioning him?
"Five thousand is just the cost price!"
The materials cost five, the rest was labor cost.
Seeing the potential for a fight, Wu Xie immediately calmed things down. "I believe it's expensive for a reason. We'll take it!"
The other Wu family members wanted to speak, but Wu Xie stopped them.
Although young, Wu Xie was now the head of the Wu family.
After Wu Xie and his group left, Lin Changsheng murmured, "Wu Xie is going into the tomb?"
He had no intention of joining forces with the Nine Gates. Firstly, there were too many people and it was too chaotic. Secondly, although there were internal struggles within the Nine Gates, they were united in spirit.
Moreover, the Nine Gates were known for their cunning.
Lin Changsheng feared that if he wasn't careful, he would be tricked by the Nine Gates, trapped in a scheme within a scheme within a scheme.
Hu Ba and Wang Kai Xuan were much more reliable.
Free agents must ally with free agents. This was Lin Changsheng's usual way of doing things.
"Third Young Master, just a talisman, and that man wanted five thousand. Isn't he taking advantage of our Wu family?" A member of the Wu family questioned Wu Xie.
Wu Xie, although seemingly innocent and without much calculation, had his own thoughts.
He spoke in a calming tone. "Firstly, it's a chance to make a friend. We're in unfamiliar territory. Don't cause trouble over this money and disrupt our plans. Secondly, that man, I think he's very capable. His paper figures are so lifelike, they almost seem to come alive, only missing the finishing touch. His skills and abilities are definitely not inferior to ordinary people. The way he looked at us without fear shows that he's no weaker than us, and he could probably single-handedly take on all of us here."
"If it doesn't work, we can come back and hassle him later. He won't be going anywhere!"
That powerful?
The other members of the Wu family, with doubts in their hearts, followed Wu Xie down the steps.
Since Wu Xie had said so, they naturally acquiesced.
If this had been decades ago, when the Nine Gates were at their peak, a talisman for five thousand would have been dismissed as Lin's Papercraft Shop being greedy.
But even if the Nine Gates present were the Nine Gates from decades ago, Lin Changsheng would still say: You can try me!
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