Chapter 41: Plant a tree demon

The fat man's home is well decorated. There are large potted plants and ornamental fishes in the corners. The landscape paintings are on the walls. There are mountains and water, which is very particular about Feng Shui.
After I entered the house, the fat man first asked his wife to pour water for the guests, and then said to his father, "Dad, some guests are here."
The old man didn't hear the first beep, and the second one didn't understand.
"The fox friends and dog friends you make are also guests, and there is nothing more than trying to take advantage of the family."
The old man scolded, without any intention of entertaining.
The fat man hurriedly said, "Dad, this time is not my friends, this time is the Huo owner of Avon Pavilion, and the master Jianbao I told you last time."
"What, are they?"
The old man stood up, full of anger.
"Last time you lied to my baby."
The old man raised his cane and was about to hit Zhang Fan, but was stopped by the fat man.
"Dad, what's the matter with you? All said, the last baby was a fake. Besides, I have done business with Boss Huo for so many years, and he never lied to me." The fat man bluntly said.
"That's their eyesight, they don't know the baby." The old man crouched on the ground with a cane, angrily.
The fat man had to justify, but Zhang Fan suddenly reached out to stop the fat man, and said, "Mr. Old, your pot is indeed a treasure."
"Hum, I said it wasn't a liar, I knew it was a baby, and I said it was garbage."
The old man showed his disdain, and then held his fat ears, and taught: "You say you, who you believe is bad, you trust the merchant."
The fat man couldn't bear the pain anymore, staring at Zhang Fan, "Master? Are you sure it's a baby?"
"It is true, but I also discovered it after I went back, not to lie to you deliberately. I will give you a proper reward when I look back."
Zhang Fan nodded, he is now sure that the old man knows that the jar is different, but he does not know if the old man knows the real purpose of the jar.
真的 "Really? That's great, the master really is a person of integrity." Fat man rejoiced.
"What pay, I haven't agreed to sell? You can't afford the price of that baby." The old man was angry and drank, but his face was somewhat relieved.
Zhang Fan didn't care, and continued: "Master, do you know the purpose of the jar? Is there such a treasure in the family?"
说 "Speaking of it, you still want to get the idea of ​​my baby at home."
Suddenly the old man's look changed, and the walking stick was about to hit.
"Dad, this is what the dead thing pays attention to, it might as well be sold for money." The fat man also advised.
"You are a prodigal, you are persuading me, be careful I will drive you out too." The old man coughed violently after speaking.
The fat man had no choice but to shrug his shoulders at Zhang Fan and apologize: "Sorry 2 people, you may come another day."
The old man was even more angry when he heard it, and cursed, "Whatever comes again, never come."
Zhang Fan also had to sigh and said, "That's fine, but I will pay the same for the baby last time, and you come out with me."
"Dad, I'm going to get the money, don't be angry."
The fat man helped the old man sit on the sofa before sending Zhang Fan to leave.
"This old man is really stubborn."
After knocking out, boss Huo frowned.
谁 "Who said no? But my dad is the master of the family. He can't have anything he doesn't like. How lonely is our family? Because my dad doesn't like outsiders, he doesn't have a servant." The fat man complained.
"Fat, what other treasures are there in your family? Just like that jar." Zhang Fan inquired impatiently.
"There are at least 10 more like that." The fat man said bitterly, this is all money.
"So much?" Zhang Fan said heartily, even if only 1 out of 10 things the fat man said was a magic weapon, it was worth it.
"Fat, you have to steal it from home like before."
Boss Huo proposed.
"Okay, but my dad is watching very closely. It hasn't worked recently."
"Then say it later." Zhang Fan opened the door and took out five bundles of euros. "This is 500,000 euros, which is the money in that jar."
500,000 euros, that is more than 4 million.
Fatty Le's mouth couldn't be closed, and he patted his chest to ensure: "Sir, you can rest assured, I will steal the remaining ones."
不用 "No, you'd better persuade him to let the old man agree. If he steals something, the old man knows that he should be cautious and he will be very old."
Zhang Fan shook his head. He is still a little far from refining gas. He can't get the baby, so he is not so eager.
The fat man promised: "Uh-huh, I must persuade my old man, my dad is my son, and I believe he will give it to me."
Zhang Fan left contact information for the fat man and drove Boss Huo back to Avon Pavilion. He also returned home.
Immediately after returning home, Zhang Fan sent all the bright objects into the realm.
It's only been more than 10 days, but the other world has changed. 10 locust trees have grown to be as tall as the big trees that have risen on the earth for 2 or 3 years. Under the tree, you can feel a coolness.
Zhang Fan put all the artifacts on the ground and took out the gold robe first, saying, "Li Yingying, come out, I'll bring you something good again."
"Master, this dress is so beautiful." Li Yingying saw the color of surprise, and quickly grabbed the clothes from Zhang Fan. When she turned around, she put it on.
"Ding, Li Yingying got the golden robe, and her loyalty increased by 3."
The system shows that Li Yingying's loyalty has become 95.
Zhang Fan grinned. This incident fully proves that a woman's love for beauty is innate, and even if she dies, she is also a ghost who loves beauty.
"And these bright objects are yours, I put them in the tree hole."
Zhang Fan climbed to the tree, threw small pieces of jade into the tree hole, and placed large items and porcelain next to the ancient locust tree.
"Ding, Li Yingying's loyalty increased by 5."
I just finished putting it up, and the system improved again. Zhang Fan was immediately overjoyed, which means that Li Yingying's loyalty reached 100, and she will not betray her.
"Why a bit cold."
Zhang Fan suddenly had a cold war. The coldness of the ancient locust tree was strong for a few minutes. He glanced at it and found that the branches of the old tree were also shaking.
"Dazzled?"
Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes and looked, but saw that the ancient locust tree was not shaking, but was growing rapidly.
"Ah, my spirit stone." Li Yingying suddenly felt something, rushed into the tree, and shouted, "You stinky tree demon, actually steal my spirit stone."
"Stealing spirit stones? What do you mean?"
Zhang Fan has a speculation.
"Master, this old tree is going to be a demon."
Li Yingying's voice just fell ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The growth of the ancient locust tree stopped, a rough human face emerged from the rough trunk, and each branch moved like a human hand.
叮 "Ding, congratulations to host Zhang Fan for cultivating an ancient locust tree demon, loyalty: 90."
"My God, I actually planted a tree demon."
Zhang Fan opened his eyes wide and was surprised, but it was reasonable to think carefully.
You need to know that the ancient locust tree is very heavy on the earth, and it needs to be suppressed by the stone Buddha. After transplanting the alien world, the aura is abundant, with the special effect of the ghost king mountain. Are also quietly absorbing, there are so many good conditions, now it is normal to become a tree demon.
"A ghost and a monster seem to be very good."
Zhang Fan thought again.
"Old tree meets his master."
The ancient locust tree opened its mouth and made a rough sound, and at the same time the body of the tree was slightly bent, making a groaning sound, as if it would be broken at any time.
Zhang Fan was so distressed that he grinned and said, "Okay, don't salute, you are not too young, you are twisting your waist."
"The host joked, I'm a tree demon and don't have a waist."
Zhang Fan's old face was dark, and he said, "So what? Don't cut the trunk."
"I am a great tree demon warrior, strong-willed, and the pain of my body will not affect me."
The ancient locust tree kept the trunk straight, as if a soldier had been inspected by the chief.