Chapter 375: Amiero's deal

The ugly old man said that he was handsome, this is the truth, A Mi Luo did not care.
But daughter?
A Mi Luo looked at the ugly old man faintly.
The eyes met, the ugly old man shivered, and then shocked to find that the evil spirit wrapped around him actually curled up.
Lying trough, who is this girl!
The ugly old man was shocked.
"Don't make trouble." Chen Hao glanced at A Mi Luo, and then smiled at the old man: "Don't be surprised, the first time you leave the house, you are more afraid of life."
Shy? Ha ha, amuse me to play, afraid that the little girl who is born, can scare the curse on me with one look? Malegobi, this little girl looks scary.
The ugly old man turned his eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "Brother came to participate in the black market, don't you know what to trade? I have been to the black market a few times, I am more familiar with the road, and I can help you if there is any need."
Chen Hao looked at the old man in amazement.
Strange, this old man was so enthusiastic at once! What is the purpose?
"Brother, don't believe me?" said the old man seriously.
Chen Hao said with a smile: "How come? In fact, there is nothing to want to trade, even if someone invites, just come over and have a long experience, if you encounter any favorite, you can also consider one or two."
The old man suddenly began to speak, and A Mi Luo suddenly said: "Are you in pain?"
The old man froze.
Chen Hao was also dumbfounded.
What situation is this?
The old man looked at A Mi Luo, looking seriously: "It's very painful, I don't know if this Taoist can save me?"
A Mi Luo calmly said: "It's easy to save you, but I want to trade fairly, a millennium ginseng will do."
The old man was speechless, speechless.
Chen Hao almost smiled.
In the trough, A Mi Luo is muddy, and the opening is thousands of years. You think this is the underworld, and the century-old ginseng is treasure.
However, A Mi Luo's inquiry and old man's reaction made Chen Hao curious.
Is the problem with this old man the creepy evil breath?
"Daoyou, I don't have a thousand years of ginseng." The old man reluctantly replied.
A Mi Luo frowned: "So poor."
The old man kept talking, suffocating. Ginseng is poor without thousands of years, then this practice world is full of monks in need of relief.
"Have there been five hundred years?" A Mi Luo lowered the standard.
The old man continued to shake his head.
"That's a hundred years, but I want ten." A Mi Luo continued.
The old man smiled and replied: "Daoyou, if there are two or three, I can still find a way. Ten, I am afraid I haven't made enough, I am afraid that this old life will be lost."
A Mi Luo smiled: "It doesn't matter, I can cure it for you first, and then you can help me find it."
The old man was stunned, so generous? If it were...
A glance at A Mi Luo, the old man dispelled a certain idea.
The terrible curse that has been entangled for a long time is only simple for others. If it is offended, it may be worse than the curse.
"This is all right. How can Daoyou save me?" The old man looked at A Mi Luo expectantly.
A Mi Luo didn't speak, but walked directly to the old man, stretched out the small hands of the tender meat, and then directly grabbed the old man's chest.
Under the stunned eyes of the old man and Chen Hao, A Mi Luo's hand stretched into the old man's chest strangely, and then pulled out, a group of evil blackness was caught by her hand.
Subsequently, A Mi Luo squeezed his small hand, the black air cracked, scattered into invisible.
"Okay, you owe me ten strains of ginseng. Remember, I need one strain every month. If I can’t do it, I leave something in your body. When it breaks out, it will be more than this garbage curse. Pain." A Mi Luo said as if dealing with a very ordinary trivial matter, said calmly.
The old man quickly sensed his body, and the curse that tortured him that day and night was indeed gone, clean and clean, with no shadow at all. A look of surprise appeared on his face.
But when he heard A Mi Luo, the old man was dumbfounded: "How can there be time limit?"
A Mi Luo said: "Forgot to say just now, do you have an opinion?"
Old man: "..."
"But one plant a month is not too difficult. It is rare to know that this is a century-old ginseng. Otherwise, how about one plant in half a year." The old man asked weakly.
A Mi Luo: "Hehe".
Old man: "..."
Male Gobi, I'm just thinking that I just jumped out of the wolf den and entered the tiger's den again!
Quickly looking at Chen Hao first, the old man looked for help with his eyes.
Chen Hao calmly said: "Brother, fair trade, no regrets."
Having fun, she didn't help A Mi Luo grow up, she started it by herself, she had enough food and clothing, she still stopped it, did she owe it?
Besides, it’s all right for A Mi Luo Chen Hao, she can only stock them. She has to find a way to engage in spirits, and it’s only good for herself and no harm, why should she oppose it?
The old man wanted to cry without tears.
I thought it was a pit when I met a good person.
Ten hundred-year-old ginseng! I don't know if I can make it up in the next half of my life.
"Dao friends, besides ginseng, can other spirits be substituted?" the old man asked expectantly.
A Mi Luo said: "Also, but only if I am satisfied ~EbookFREE.me~ If you cheat, the price doubles."
The old man quickly shook his head and said no.
Ten strains are about to die, and they have doubled. That’s all for you.
Seeing no objection, the old man asked Chen Hao for the contact information and address, and then hurriedly got off the boat.
Going to the ghost market is to find a way to lift the curse. Now that the curse is gone, there is no need to go again.
But the little girl said that something more terrible was left on him. This became a more terrible thing. The top priority is to look for ten ginseng, or equivalent spirits.
As for repentance? Recalling the little girl's understatement of the curse, the old man felt that it is better to be honest in life.
As soon as the old man walked away, he drove the boat, followed the waterway, and drove quickly.
Chen Hao looked at A Mi Luo and whispered, "What did you leave with him? Reliable? What if people don't find you ginseng?"
A Mi Luo calmly said: "He will, my Shura curse is much stronger than the garbage curse, you humans can't afford it."
"Is it so powerful?" Chen Hao suspiciously.
A Mi Luo glanced at Chen Hao: "Do you want to try it."
Chen Hao smiled, "Do you want to try the feeling of breaking grain?"
A Mi Luo: "..."
Chen Hao was about to continue talking. Suddenly, his expression froze and turned his head to look, and found that a monk came over.
This monk is a middle-aged man, very thin, very simple in dress, and looks a little handsome.
Towards the end, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "I have seen two Dao friends, and I am dear."
Chen Hao glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Is Chen Dao poor, is there anything wrong with Wen Daoyou?"
Wen Liang mysteriously said: "Two Dao friends, I have a baby. Would you like to take a look?".
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