After the rebirth of the little ancestor of Taoism, he became a god again

Chapter 18 She Is My God Forever

The boss put two big bags of things on the table.

"Everything is in the bag, check to see if you missed anything."

Huo Yanqing opened the bag, casually took out a black brush to check.The barrel of the writing brush is uneven, and the part where the pen hangs is carbonized as if it had been burned, and it feels like it will break at any time.

Hua Weiyi pointed at the brush with a speechless face and asked, "You asked us to drive you here just to get a broken brush?"

The boss was immediately upset when he saw him slandering the brush.

"Hey, what do you brats say? Do you know how much the broken brush in your mouth is worth? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."

"Is it expensive? It's not an antique, is it? But even an antique can sell for a few million at most?"

Hua Weiyi looked left and right, but he couldn't see the value of the brush.

"I can tell from your tone that you are a rich second generation who can only prodigal, and a rich second generation who doesn't know how to do it. It's useless to explain it to you. I'll just say it straight."

The boss pointed to the writing brush in Huo Yanqing's hand and said: "Seven years ago, its price was auctioned at 5000 million. Now if it is put up for auction again, the price will only be even higher."

"5000 million?"

Huawei's prosthetic eyes widened, the price of a brush is so high.

Xie Jing was also taken aback.

Being in a wealthy family, he has never seen or heard that a brush can be sold for hundreds of millions, let alone a broken one.

"What kind of writing brush is this? So valuable?"

Huo Yanqing stroked the pen holder lightly and explained: "This is a writing brush made of century-old lightning-struck wood. It can scare ghosts deeply and is the most powerful magic weapon to ward off evil. The trees that are chopped, the older the trees are, the higher the value, especially peach, willow, jujube, etc., which are very sought-after.”

Hua Weiyi and Xie Jing: "..."

I'll go, I've learned a lot.

The boss said: "In Taoism, this brush is not the most expensive. The most expensive is Xuanshen's brush. Someone was willing to spend 200 billion to buy her pen, but Xuanshen didn't sell it, and it was right not to sell it." Yes, after all, it is impossible to find another fetish in this world that even demons and gods are afraid of."

Both Hua Weiyi and Xie Jing were stunned.

Fuck me, 200 billion.

A writing brush is worth 200 billion yuan.

This is enough to buy a piece of land in the center of Beijing to build a high-rise building.

At this moment, they especially want to see the writing brush that the boss mentioned, and want to know whether it is gold-plated or diamond-studded, and why it is so valuable.

Huo Yanqing smiled at the boss: "After seven years, you can still keep things so well, it shows that you put your heart into it."

The boss smiled and said: "Of course the things Xuanshen puts here must be kept well so as to live up to her entrustment."

After Xuanshen bought a bunch of items at the auction house back then, he didn’t want to go home with two big bags of items by himself, so he stored the items with him, and confessed that he would come to the capital to pick up the items in person or send someone to pick them up if he had the opportunity. , the person who comes to pick up the things only needs to say the password, and the boss can give the things to the other party.

It's just that he didn't expect him to wait for seven years.

Huo Yanqing lowered her eyelids to hide the emotion in her eyes.

If the boss knew that she was the mysterious god in his story, he wondered if he would be so excited that he died on the spot.

"Xuan Shen passed away many years ago, and you still miss her so much."

Back then, she only did a small favor for the boss, and the boss treated her like a benefactor.

He also kept the things she left for so many years, and didn't resell them because of her death.

He is truly a man of integrity and trustworthiness.

"She is my God forever."

The boss's eyes were red again, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "It's a pity that God is jealous of Yingcai, God took her life early."

Seeing that he was so sad, Huo Yanqing took out cinnabar from the bag, and a piece of yellow, red, white, black, and blue talisman paper, and drew a few runes on it, and then pushed the talisman to the boss.

"No matter what, thank you for helping to keep things. These five talismans are the storage fee for the past few years. Here is my contact information. If you need help or have a job to introduce, you can contact me. I have to leave beforehand, and we will talk later when I have time."

At that time, she thought that she would take the things away quickly, but she didn't expect that it would take seven years.

Fortunately, she left a password because she was worried that she would not have time to come to the capital, otherwise it would be very difficult for her to find Taoist items that satisfy her for her use.

Hua Weiyi said speechlessly: "Master, he has kept the valuables for you for so many years, and you only use a few talismans to repay him, isn't it too stingy?"

Huo Yanqing ignored him, put the brush and cinnabar back into the big bag, and asked Hua Weiyi and Xie Jing to carry the big bag.

"You little girl is too polite, back then I..."

Although Huo Yanqing didn't give money, the boss was also embarrassed to accept her storage fee, but when he saw the runes on the talisman seal, he suddenly lost his voice.

This, this is too similar to the rune pattern painted by Xuanshen, it is exactly the same.

The boss came back to his senses and saw that Huo Yanqing and the others had walked out of the gate, he hurriedly asked: "Little girl, you haven't told me your name yet."

"My name is Huo Yanqing."

"Huo, Huo Yanqing!!?"

Isn't this the name of Xuanshen?
The boss looked at the person in disbelief, as if he had gone back to seven years ago and saw the figure of Xuanshen Satuo leaving again.

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(End of this chapter)