Chapter 1541: Who am I?

The reason why Liu Lang asked this question was mainly because he felt that the Saint Rune came too easily.
He paid 3 million RMB instead of 3 million Amethyst Coins. If this price were to be stated, I believe that those in the Art Refining Masters Guild who regarded the Saint Mark as a priceless treasure would be completely crazy.
Liu Lang thought about it, and felt that the only explanation for the current situation was that Zhao Wude didn't know the true value of Saint Rune.
Otherwise, even the most powerful magic refiner outside the territory would not be able to easily send the holy pattern, because whether it is in the Three Realms or outside the territory, the holy pattern is the highest expression of the power of the law and is extremely valuable.
But a person who can portray the sacred pattern does not know the true value of the sacred pattern. It sounds strange, but it is not impossible. At least, this is the most reasonable explanation that Liu Lang can think of.
"What did you draw?" Zhao Wude, who had just finished losing the amount on the PS machine, raised his head, thought very seriously for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
"I don't know? I don't know, why did you say that this thing is so powerful back then, and you want me to keep it well and don't show it to others?" Liu Lang hadn't spoken yet, Gu Jinqiu quit, pointing to Zhao Wude's nose and asking out loudly .
Over the years, he has been cherishing that piece of iron.
"That's no way. At that time, I was so poor that I had nothing but a thatched house, and wanted to give you a gift, so I found a piece of iron and drew it casually. Keep it well and keep it away from others, mainly because you are afraid that others will see that the thing is worthless. Unexpectedly, you really believed it!"
Facing Gu Jinqiu's question, Zhao Wude laughed.
"Your sister!" Hearing Zhao Wude's words, Gu Jinqiu's hand slightly squeezed into an iron lump, and threw it into the trash can. Liu Lang felt extremely distressed.
Zhao Wude didn’t care about the destruction of the saint pattern iron piece, turned to Liu Lang, and said to Liu Lang,
Brother Xiao Liu, I didn’t say you are a turtle! Although I always paint casually, I think I painted this Things should be good too. You are willing to pay three million to prove your vision."
"It's okay, say I'm okay with the turtle!" Liu Lang waved his hand, saying nothing.
Although Zhao Wude's explanation is a bit nonsense, it also meets Liu Lang's expectations. But you can draw a holy pattern with a random drawing, which is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
When Liu Lang pondered over the reason, Zhao Wude had already spent three million.
Asking Liu Lang to sign, Zhao Wude put away the PS machine, and said solemnly: "Brother Xiao Liu, now we have the money and goods cleared. I don’t have a return or exchange service. So, keep the kitchen knife, you count. Regret it, and I will not refund you the money."
"I definitely won't regret it, I'm afraid the Master will regret it." Liu Lang said with a smile.
"Don't worry, everyone in the world regrets it, and I will not regret it." Zhao Wude waved his hand and said firmly. Although his kitchen knife was expensive, it only cost a few thousand yuan. On the basis of a few thousand yuan, plus half a day, he earned three million yuan. Zhao Wude felt that this transaction was really a big profit.
He felt that he had made a lot of money, and Liu Lang also felt that he had made a lot of money.
Not to mention, what would be the effect of an ordinary kitchen knife noodle with the holy pattern? Even if the holy pattern on the blade's body alone, Liu Lang can earn him 800,000 amethyst coins when he reaches the Celestial Realm and changes hands. .
However, Liu Lang doesn't lack amethyst coins, and this holy pattern kitchen knife will definitely remain.
"Master, I still have a few questions, and I want to ask you." Liu Lang thought that all the questions he had before seeing Zhao Wude would be easily solved.
However, now, there are more and more questions.
Liu Lang wouldn't have obtained a holy pattern kitchen knife for nothing, and would not give up pursuing the truth behind it.
"Consumption of six million a day, brother Xiao Liu, you are now my ip customer, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask boldly!" Zhao Wude said very generously.
But before Liu Lang could speak, Zhao Wude added, "In terms of expenses, I will give you a 20% discount. One question, 800,000 is good!"
"Damn!" Even if Liu Lang didn't treat money as money, he almost exploded. Zhao Wude obviously took him as a fool. He set up a stall outside and fortune-telled others. Fortune-telling would not necessarily make you eight hundred. At this point, my mouth is 800,000.
Absolute profiteer!
Although aggrieved, Liu Lang did not mean to bargain in this situation.
"A question of 800,000 is fine, but the Master's answer should satisfy me." Liu Lang has already seen that Zhao Wude values ​​money very much. In that case, he will do what he likes and spend some money to buy one. Peace of mind.
It really takes a bit of speech to let Zhao Wude answer for free. Zhao Wude might answer indiscriminately, and instead of trading for money, I believe Zhao Wude will take it seriously.
Liu Lang photographed the bank card again in front of Zhao Wude.
"Okay, you can ask!" Zhao Wude was sitting righteously, looking very serious.
"The first question, please tell the Master about yourself." Liu Lang thought for a while and said.
"What can I say?" Zhao Wude was taken aback, waved his hand and said.
"It is some of the simplest information, such as what is the real name of the mage, where was born, etc." Liu Lang guided. If you want to uncover the truth about Zhao Wude's hand-painted saint patterns, you must investigate from the source. This is the fundamental reason why Liu Lang asked this question.
"I can't answer you about this." But Zhao Wude shook his head.
"800,000, did the Master let it go?" Liu Lang doubted.
Looking at the bank card in Liu Lang's hand, Zhao Wude was a little embarrassed, "I definitely want to earn money, but I have to earn it upright. I don't know what I am called or where I come from, so even if you give me eight Millions, I can’t make this money either."
"I don't know what I am called, or where I come from?"
Zhao Wude’s answer seemed meaningless, but Liu Lang felt that he had caught the point.
"Master, keep talking! As long as you speak, I will pay the money." Liu Lang held the coffee table with both hands, his body slightly forward, and said to Zhao Wude with some excitement.
Liu Lang's serious look, and adding the bank card with a balance of six million yuan, instantly impressed Zhao Wude.
Zhao Wude immediately opened the chatterbox, "I have never mentioned my origin to anyone, including Xiaotani. Today, since I have this opportunity, I will tell you well, by the way, you also help me analyze and analyze, I Who the is it!"