I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 105
Disputes came from the courtyard.

"Qi Wen, what you have in your hand is just a notebook, and it is not a real Poyu Pearl. You dare to offer 7000 taels of silver. Do you think others are fools?"

"Who in Guangling would spend this price to buy a broken notebook?"

"Only the young Marquis has a kind heart and is willing to reward you with two coins. The fixed price is 500 taels of silver. I advise you to sell it to the young Marquis now. Don't be shameless!"

A sharper voice sounded, which sounded a bit snobbish.

Immediately, a strong voice sounded.

"Humph, what if I don't sell it?"

"I, Qi Wen, offer this price. No matter how high the price is, I don't have to force others to buy it. Those who know the goods will naturally want it, and I don't want to sell to those who don't know the goods."

"If you don't want to pay this price, leave!" the angry man said.

"Don't be disrespectful! Let me tell you, if the young marquis doesn't buy your notebook, no one in Guangling will dare to buy it. Who dares to offend the Guangling Marquis Mansion?" the sharp and powerful voice shouted again.

The angry man sneered: "Don't use the Marquis Mansion to oppress me! What happened to the Guangling Marquis Mansion? Can the Guangling Marquis Mansion buy and sell by force?"

"I don't welcome you, please leave!"

The atmosphere inside seemed to be tense.

Fang Ze raised his eyebrows slightly.

From what this means, the owner of Po Yuzhu's notebook has conflicted with the buyer?

In the conflict between the two parties, many points were mentioned.

A notebook sells for 7000 taels of silver?
This price was indeed somewhat beyond Fang Ze's expectations.

The buyer is not an ordinary person, but a member of the Houmu family in Guangling?

Before Fang Ze saw anyone, he felt the tension.

He intuitively wanted to obtain the Po Yuzhu Notes, but he was afraid that it would not go well.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ze continued to move forward.

Regardless of whether it was easy to get it or not, he was bound to get this Po Yuzhu Notebook.

Fang Ze walked a few steps and entered the small courtyard of Daming Temple.

As soon as he came in, he felt a few eyes coming over him.

Fang Ze looked calm, and also looked at the few people in the courtyard.

The Zen courtyard of Daming Temple has an area of ​​​​seven or eighty square meters. Under the porch of the house in the courtyard, there is a man in his 30s dressed as a Confucian scholar. He is wearing a Confucian robe and a green scarf on his head.

There was a group of people opposite him, and the one standing at the front was a 27-year-old man with a skinny body and a somewhat over-alcoholic appearance.

Behind this man, there are five warriors. At a glance, it can be seen that they are in the realm of eight or nine transformations of the physical body. They are all masters.

Five warriors, like stars holding the moon, surround a young master.

The young master is not tall, but his face is unusually delicate and good-looking. He is wearing a white embroidered robe with a sapphire ribbon, and a delicate gold crown with bird pattern on his head. His face is as white as jade, and he holds a silver-white folding fan in his hand. His face is cold, and his overall temperament But the wealth is overwhelming.

Looking at the situation, one could tell that the warriors around him and the man who looked like he was too drunk were all guards and people working for the young master.

This noble young master seems to have a rather arrogant temperament. He stood behind and watched the conflict between his subordinates and the Confucian scholar. His face looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and he had the feeling of being indifferent to others.

At this time, Fang Ze entered the small courtyard. The noble young master turned his head and looked up and down. He seemed to be slightly interested and looked at it for a while.

"Who is your Excellency and what brings you here?"

"Could it be that you are also here for the broken Yuzhu Note?"

After seeing Fang Ze, the Confucian scholar asked.

Fang Ze nodded.

"I heard that someone was selling Po Yuzhu Notes in Guangling City. I was somewhat interested. I happened to pass by and came to take a look."

He said lightly.

Fang Ze had already made up his mind to obtain this Po Yuzhu Notebook with as little price as possible and with a less eager attitude.

I want it very much, but first of all, catching up is not a business, and secondly, being too enthusiastic and paying a high price may arouse people's suspicion. For example, if you didn't break Yuzhu, why did you spend so much money to buy this note? ?
The Confucian scholars were overjoyed when they heard this.

"Hahaha, I just said there are always people who know the stuff!"

"Also, Yin Zixu, didn't you just say that no one else in Guangling City bought my notes? Isn't there someone here?"

Yin Zixu, the overly drunk man opposite the Confucian scholar, suddenly looked ugly.

Yin Zixu looked at Fang Ze and said angrily: "Who are you, Your Excellency? Don't you know that Mu Xiaohou is interested in this Po Yuzhu Notebook?"

"Do you know what status Mufu has in Guangling? Can you afford to offend Mufu?"

Fang Ze chuckled.

"Here, I don't like hearing what you say, and it's unreasonable."

"This is the Daming Temple, and since Brother Qi, who wants to sell the notes, lives in this courtyard, he is half the owner of this place."

"I came to talk to Brother Qi about something between the host and the guest. What is your identity, and you are in the middle?" Hearing Fang Ze's words, the Confucian scholar burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Brother's words really make people feel happy!"

"I think so too. I am Qi Wen, and I have a good impression of you, brother. If the price you give is equivalent to that of Mu Xiaohou, I would be more willing to sell my notes to you, brother!"

After Yin Zixu heard this, his expression was very ugly. He resented Fang Ze for coming to disrupt the situation and making him appear incompetent in front of the young marquis.

"Bold!" Yin Zixu shouted, his voice was sharp and unpleasant, with a harsh feeling.

"You guys are so brave, do you think the Guangling Marquis Mansion is easy to provoke?"

Fang Ze sneered and said, "Your Excellency, what you talk about is the Guangling Marquis Mansion. Don't you have some courage and opinions of your own, and you only know how to use your backstage to suppress others?"

"If that's the case, you'd better stop talking. You can't make the decision anyway, so it's better to talk to your master directly."

"You!" Yin Zixu suddenly became anxious.

People like him, although they are doing things to help others, are very taboo about being talked about.

Fang Ze didn't like him.

In a world where warriors are in power, villains like this can't make any trouble.

"it is good!"

Confucian scholar Qi Wen was so excited that he couldn't help but cheer.

"What Xiongtai said is becoming more and more interesting to me. May I ask Xiongtang his name? He who has such courage is definitely not an ordinary person in the world. I, Qi Wen, would like to make friends with you."

"My name is Fang Ze." Fang Ze said.

"Fang Ze?"

"Fang Ze?"

Hearing this name, Qi Wen and the noble prince who were watching a show said in surprise at the same time.

Your noble son has been watching the show. At this time, he heard Fang Ze announce his name. He looked at Fang Ze carefully and asked, "Are you No. 36 on the list of people, the senior brother of the Wanligui sect, Fang Ze who 'breaks life and death with a fist'?"

"It's Fang." Fang Ze nodded.

His attitude is neither arrogant nor humble.

The noble prince looked at Fang Ze for a while and saw that Fang Ze's eyes were gentle but firm. He was not afraid to look at him at all, and he did not look down on him because he was the young marquis of Mu Mansion.

For some reason, your young master felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

He and Fang Ze looked at each other for a while, then with a final 'swish' sound, he closed the folding fan fiercely.

"You are stubborn and not afraid of the power of my Guangling Marquis Mansion."

"However, you do have the capital to be tough."

"Today, I, Mu Zhuoting, will give you a favor. If you have the ability to get the notes from Qi Wen, just do it according to your ability."

"But, I will only give you face this time. Think carefully about your future work in Guangling."

"Well done!"

After Mu Zhuoting finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked out.

The other masters of the eighty-ninth physical body transformation realm followed him out.

The idle Yin Zixu looked at Fang Ze hatefully.

Fang Ze glanced at this person.

Yin Zixu was shocked, but he didn't dare to look at her. He secretly hated him and chased Zhuo Muting away with a gloomy expression.

Zhuo Muting walked out of the courtyard, his generous expression immediately turned into resentment.

"Find out the relationship this Fang Ze has in Guangling. If the relationship is shallow, find an opportunity to set up a trap to kill him."

"Humph, fight with me?"

Zhuo Muting sent a secret message to Yin Zixu.

Yin Zixu's body trembled.

The young Marquis has always been like this. He is very generous and does not offend anyone on the surface. He always does things in secret, and uses as sinister methods as possible. Yin Zixu has already dealt with 30 or [-] people for him.

Among them are just ordinary people who make the young marquis unhappy. Even if the young marquis is unhappy with one sentence, he still kills them.

There are seven or eight people who can die without making any big mistake.

"Yes." Yin Zixu replied.

Seeing that Zhuo Muting and his party were gone, Fang Ze turned his head.

He looked at the owner of the Broken Yuzhu Notebook, Qi Wen.

(End of this chapter)