Chapter 1811: There are others (3)

Liu Lang and Ao Zhi were also prepared, but they were not prepared properly, and they quickly held Yu Jianbo. After all, Yu Jianbo is a golden immortal, and they really want to go crazy. It's not a joke.
There is a saying that the greater the hope and the greater the disappointment, the more Yu Jianbo is sure that there are countless treasures behind the door, the greater the probability of an accident. Liu Lang and Ao Zhi became more nervous.
"Squeak..."
The next moment, the door opened directly.
Yu Jianbo was stunned for a moment, and Liu Lang and Ao Zhi behind thought that he opened the door, but Yu Jianbo knew best that he hadn't had time to force the door to open it.
"Damn!" Just as he was about to think about what was going on, Yu Jianbo was awakened by the unison screams of Liu Lang and Ao Zhi behind him. He stared at him and was suddenly ecstatic.
"I knew that God would still take care of me!"
Yu Jianbo instantly forgot how the door was opened, and jumped into the room.
Liu Lang and Ao Zhi also swallowed and spit, and walked into the room.
In this house about ten meters square, the decoration is fresh and elegant, there are beds and tables. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is a shelf against the wall. There are three layers of shelves, and different items are placed on each layer. .
The first layer is a variety of weapons, there are about a dozen pieces.
The second layer is ornaments, probably more than a dozen pieces.
The things on the third floor were all weird in shape. Liu Lang watched for a long time and didn't even know what those things were for, but one thing can be confirmed, that is, the things on the shelves are all valuable.
"I'm getting rich, now I'm getting rich!" Yu Jianbo pulled Liu Lang, pointed to a long knife on the shelf, and said excitedly: "Before, there was a long knife like this, you know, I got it at the auction. How much did you sell for the auction?"
"How much?" Ao Zhi asked curiously.
"One million amethyst coins, a full one million amethyst coins!" Yu Jianbo stretched out his hands with ten fingers and repeatedly gestured. It was obvious that he thought that the same long knife could be sold at that price.
"One million amethyst coins." Hearing this exaggerated figure, Liu Lang's mouth grew in shock.
According to the current general wage standard of the heavenly court, a golden fairy can receive less than one thousand amethyst coins in a year, and one million amethyst coins. A golden fairy can only save a thousand years without eating or drinking. Money.
"And that sword! The sky-high price of two million amethyst coins was sold back then!" Yu Jianbo continued to tell with joy.
"Two million?" Even Ao Zhi, who had no idea about Amethyst Coin, felt the exaggeration of this number and was dumbfounded. After all, his net worth is only fifty thousand amethyst coins.
Liu Lang glanced at it. There are dozens of items on the shelves, plus other things in the house, beds, tables, chairs, benches, etc. If you really want to pack them at the price that Yu Jianbo said, even if you don’t have 100 million amethyst coins Not much difference.
No wonder, Yu Jianbo was able to become the top three local tyrants who refused to accept the ranking.
Thinking of the number of 100 million, Liu Lang, who already owns an amethyst mine, was full of fiery eyes.
"I think there is something wrong with everything here." But at this moment, Yi Xingchen in the sea of ​​knowledge quietly said to Liu Lang.
"What's the problem?" Yi Xingchen is the prophet of the Soul Race, and the Holy Master is powerful. Liu Lang still attaches great importance to Yi Xingchen's judgment, and can't help but ask suspiciously.
"It's hard to say, it always feels like something." Yi Xingchen now exists in the form of a remnant soul, and he does not dare to consume too much soul power to perceive everything in the outside world.
Therefore, his judgments are based on experience and intuition, and there is no way to give Liu Lang an accurate answer.
"Let me check it." Liu Lang felt wrong after hearing Yi Xingchen's words. According to Yu Jianbo, the items on the shelves are exactly the same as the one he sold back then. Is it all the treasures, Are they all one to one?
But as soon as Liu Lang made do with the shelf, Yu Jianbo stretched out his arms and stopped Liu Lang.
"Master Liu, you have to say something!" Yu Jianbo stared at Liu Lang with a serious face, and said in a deep voice.
"What do you mean by talking?" Liu Lang didn't understand for a while, and Ao Zhi also looked at Yu Jianbo questioningly.
"You said before, don't take one thing here, so these treasures are now mine." Yu Jianbo declared his sovereignty. This is a treasure worth hundreds of millions of amethyst coins, and it is hard to guarantee that Liu Lang and Ao Zhi are not tempted.
"You said this, don't worry, these things are yours, we will definitely not grab them." Liu Lang suddenly realized that the ups and downs in Yu Jianbo's life are all because of the things in this room, which are a bit nervous, and Liu Lang understands. .
Ao Zhi also shook his head again and again, "Master Yu, I won't steal your things."
"That's good." Yu Jianbo breathed a sigh of relief when Liu Lang and Ao Zhi expressed their opinions. If he is in peak state, he doesn't have to worry about Liu Lang and Ao Zhi, but now he is injured, he must be cautious.
Turning around, Yu Jianbo was about to collect the spoils.
However, Liu Lang immediately said: "However, Master Yu, I think everything on the shelf seems to be a bit problematic, can you let me check it first."
"Check? What to check?" Yu Jianbo suddenly became nervous again.
"Check if it's a real baby. You have been tossing for a long time to move these things out of the Southern Wilderness. If it is a bunch of fakes, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?" Liu Lang enticed.
"Impossible, it can't be fakes. These treasures are exactly the same as the ones I sold back then. With my Golden Immortal's eyesight, can I read them wrong?" Yu Jianbo waved his hand repeatedly, no longer giving Liu Lang a chance to speak.
Turning around, he took the long sword worth two million amethyst coins.
Seeing this situation, Liu Lang sighed slightly. Yu Jianbo had been suppressed for too long, and finally saw the opportunity to make a comeback. He had already gotten the horns and could not tolerate any doubt.
Anyway, these things, whether true or not, have nothing to do with Liu Lang, and Liu Lang simply ignores it.
"Let's rest!" Liu Lang greeted Ao Zhi and wanted to find a corner to rest.
"Ah!" But as soon as he turned around, he heard Yu Jianbo's scream.
Liu Lang suddenly turned around and took a closer look, only to find that Yu Jianbo was gripping the hand that reached out to take the long sword, shaking his whole body, and there was an egg-sized hole in that hand.
But the strange thing is that there is no drop of blood.
"Master Yu, are you okay!" Liu Lang subconsciously thought that there was a problem with the items on the shelf, and there might be a hidden mechanism that hurt Yu Jianbo, so he pulled Yu Jianbo back.
Yu Jianbo's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Because of the injury on his hand, he was completely awake from the state of excitement just now. He looked around dignifiedly, and Yu Jianbo said in a deep voice: "There are other people in this room. "