Vol 3 Chapter 1217:

The East Wu made a technique that was unsatisfactory in the past, and it was crying and licking and hoeing. Finally, the face of the master was warm, and the heart was just relieved, but the master asked: "Dongwu, How much do you say you cheated someone?"
Dong Wu did not dare to say that only one finger was extended.
The old witch ghost breathed a sigh of relief and said: "One hundred two?"
East Wu shook his head.
The old witch said again: "One thousand two?"
East Wu shook his head again.
The old witch's face began to change, and the voice was also cold three points: "One thousand two?"
East Wu once again shook his head.
The old witch’s hand began to shake, and he gnawed his teeth:
Is it difficult to be 100,000?

East Wu nodded.
At this time, Jiang Xin interjected: "It is 100,000 gold."
The old witch was almost mad at the gas, and he said: "The animals, the animals, the courage are getting bigger and bigger, simply, simply-" He is old, and he is so excited, he is not angry. Going forward.
Seeing the appearance of the old witch, Dong Wu wanted to slip, but was kicked back by the magic sky.
After all, Jiang Xin is a doctor. Seeing the old witch and being mad at him, he hurriedly helped him to sit down and sigh for him. "You don't get excited, take a deep breath, follow me, call, suck-"
The old witch, according to Jiang’s suggestion, quickly passed down the air and took advantage of Dong Wudao:
What are you still doing? Don’t you return the money to others?

The sorcerer of the old witch is very different from the East Wu. The old witch is a man who regards money as a dung. He only studies the witchcraft in his life. If it is not for the ration of the tribe, he will never exchange money with witchcraft.
Even if you have to use witchcraft to exchange money, you will never take the opportunity to deceive people's money.
Dong Wu reluctantly took out 100,000 gold tickets and handed them back to Zhu Xi.
After Zhu Xi took over, he placed it directly at the table where the old witch was sitting. He said: "This is the reward paid to the patriarch. If it is given, it will not be recovered. As long as the patriarch helps me find my wife, it is again. Plus 100,000, there is no difference in the next."
The old witches waved their hands: "You can't use so much, your money is not from the wind, take it back, as long as one hundred and two is enough." They live in the mountains, eating basically can be self-sufficient, just make some money to buy Some of the tools of everyday life can be used, and it is useless.
Dong Wuyi listened to this and said: "Master, what do you mean by this? How can one hundred and two? How much energy does it take to apply this blood-seeking technique? How much energy can you spend at this age? The people say that they will not take back, you will accept it." His master has always had no interest in money. So many tickets, if they fall into the hands of the master, are equivalent to falling into his hands.
The old witch ghost gave him a look and said: "There is no part of your speech here, don't you prepare tea?"
The East Witch could only reluctantly look at the last look of those tickets and turned out of the room.
The old witch ghost turned toward Zhu Xidao: "The good old man of the son of the son took the heart. It’s just that this mountain is in the middle of the day. I really can’t use so much money, and you should know that this money is more, it may not be a good thing, and the money is less. Not necessarily a bad person, are you saying yes?"
The wise man, this is the real wise man, Jiang Xin put a thumbs in the heart toward the old witch.
Since the words have already said this, Zhu Xi has no reason not to take back, and he has collected the gold tickets, and ordered another three hundred and two small gold tickets to be handed over to the old witch. He said: "The three hundred and two You must not resign, and you are really unwilling to go down in your heart."