Chapter 198: The Ghost-Faced Old Man
Lu Guicai repeatedly dissuaded Shi Fan from fighting with Li Hanxue.
After leaving the pavilion, following the middle-aged man through a semicircular arch, Li Hanxue and the other four came to an extremely spacious room.
The floor of the room was paved with green-brown wood, as smooth as new, and the four sides were all painted gray. Six armchairs formed a circle, with a small table on each side for placing tea sets. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room.
Li Hanxue looked up and saw a man sitting facing Li Hanxue.
This man was wearing a linen shirt and linen shoes, and his clothes were extremely simple. Some dry gray long hair was scattered on this man's shoulders, and a pair of old hands were pressed on the armrests, which seemed soft and weak. It gave people the feeling that he was not a martial arts master, but more like a busy farmer in the countryside who had been busy all day.
The only thing about this man that made people feel unusual was the black mask on his face.
This mask looks like an evil ghost. It is a human face with a big forehead, high cheekbones, and two white eyes deeply sunken in the eye sockets. There is a dark spot in the middle, which looks extremely strange and even a little scary. As long as the eyes come into contact with these eyes, it seems that they will be sucked away.
Looking again, the bottom of the mask is a pointed chin, and a little above is a row of dense fangs, neatly arranged, with a slight gap for the person wearing the mask to breathe.
"As long as you reach the high-level Ruowu realm, the warrior can not breathe for a long time. This design seems redundant."
Li Hanxue smiled bitterly in his heart. He began to suffer from occupational disease. He is an equipment refiner, so every time he sees a new equipment, he will carefully observe and study it thoroughly.
"Master, I have brought the people here." After the middle-aged man led Li Hanxue and others into the room, he stood by respectfully.
The man sitting on the armchair turned his head slightly to look at everyone and said, "Old Ten, you can leave."
The man's voice was a little old, exactly the same as the voice that came from the black-robed man and the middle-aged man when they fought just now.
"Yes, Lord!" The middle-aged man lowered his head and bowed his waist and left the room.
"Old Second, serve tea to the guests!" the man said again.
A boy in white clothes walked in from outside. The boy was only as tall as Li Hanxue's chest, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a spirit in his eyes. He was a smart and excellent martial arts talent.
The boy held six cups of tea in his hand and distributed them one by one until he came to the old man. After distributing them, he held the tea tray and stood still beside the man without moving.
"Are you the ghost-faced old man?" Shi Fan showed a hint of strangeness.
Through the mask, an old voice came: "Yes, I am the ghost-faced old man you are looking for."
"So it's really you, sir. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you today." Lu Guicai said.
"No problem." The ghost-faced old man waved his hand, signaling everyone to drink tea. Everyone just held the teacup and put it to their mouths, not daring to drink. Only Li Hanxue raised the cup and drank it all.
Everyone was worried that there was something strange in the tea, and Li Hanxue knew it naturally. But sometimes, you need to take risks. If you are not willing to take even a little risk, you will definitely not gain anything. And now he is asking the ghost-faced old man for help. If he doesn't even dare to drink a cup of tea, then what sincerity can he talk about?
Seeing this, Su Xiaoya gulped and drank a small sip.
The ghost-faced old man tilted his head slightly, his eyes aimed at Li Hanxue, revealing a hint of approval.
"You all came here to exchange treasures with me, right?" The ghost-faced old man said.
"Yes." Shi Fan smiled.
"In that case, then I believe you all know the rules of our mansion. I only accept Xuanbing that can satisfy me, and I will not accept other treasures." The ghost-faced old man raised the teacup, and the light green tea in the cup was drawn into silk strips, which flowed into the gap between the ghost-faced teeth.
Shi Fan smiled and said, "Of course. How can we, the Baihong Sect, not understand the rules of the Ghost Mansion?"
The Baihong Sect is considered to be a very powerful sect in the vicinity. Shi Fan introduced his sect in order to let the ghost-faced old man give him some face, and also to give face to the Baihong Sect.
However, Shi Fan miscalculated. The ghost-faced old man did not get polite to Shi Fan, but said to the boy next to him indifferently: "Second brother, next you will explain the specific rules of the Ghost Mansion Treasure Fighting for everyone."
"Yes." The boy took the empty teacup from the ghost-faced old man, glanced at Shi Fan, and smiled with white teeth: "Anyone who comes to our Ghost Mansion must have a Xuanbing to participate. In the process of fighting treasures, only the quality of the Xuanbing will be judged. As for where you come from, we don't care. The owner of the mansion is old and forgetful. Even if you tell him, the owner may not remember it."
The intention of these words against Shi Fan is obvious.
"How dare this brat be so arrogant!" Shi Fan was furious, his snake eyes shrank, and a sharp aura emanated from him, "I'm afraid this was instructed by the old guy. How dare he look down on my dignified sixth-grade sect, the Baihong Sect!"
Lu Guicai was very close to him. Seeing that Shi Fan was in a bad state, he quickly put his hand on Shi Fan's sleeve and hinted, "Junior brother, don't be impulsive!"
Shi Fan glanced at Lu Guicai, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, holding back.
"There is only one rule for the treasure exchange this time. The Lord of the House will agree to exchange treasures with anyone whose Xuanbing can satisfy him. As long as you have the qualifications to exchange treasures, you can ask for any treasure. Of course, let me be frank. You should also know what kind of treasure your Xuanbing is worth. If the guest opens the mouth and asks for treasures, then our Ghost House can only send him away." The boy said bluntly.
The black-robed man said: "If we can produce Xuanbing, but your house can't produce the treasure we want, what should we do?"
"Don't worry, our Ghost House has been in Sanggu City for decades and still has basic credibility. Things like what you said have never happened. As long as you want it, our Ghost House can satisfy you. Of course, everything is possible. If our Ghost House really doesn't have the treasure you said, we will not only return the original Xuanbing, but also give you a precious Xuanbing of the same level." The boy's face was full of confidence and pride. The Ghost House has this strength and foundation.
"Are you serious?" Lu Guicai said with disbelief.
"Of course it's true, I won't break my promise!" The boy said, "Do you have any questions?"
"No questions."
At this time, the ghost-faced old man said, "Since everyone has no questions. Then take out all the Xuanbing you brought, let me open my eyes and see what good things you brought this time. Who should start?"
For a while, everyone looked at each other and didn't say anything. First and last, both have their advantages and disadvantages. If the Xuanbing brought is amazing enough, then after seeing it, the ghost-faced old man may make a direct decision and never look at the Xuanbing below. Even if this is not possible, as long as the Xuanbing is good enough, it can be taken first and leave a good impression. This is called preemptive strike.
However, Li Hanxue likes to strike back. If the Xuanbing is good enough, it can give people a stronger impact when it is taken out later, just like a phoenix suddenly emerges from a group of chickens, and its amazing feeling is of course unparalleled.
Both methods have their advantages, but basically everyone chooses the latter.
Lu Guicai saw that no one had shown their weapons for a long time, so he stood up and said, "I'll go first!"
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