Chapter 1136 Slave Auction

Lin Yuan followed Wang Xiangui closely, and saw the old man walking around the corner of the street and sitting down at a shabby corner.

His stall was completely different from the others. Things were piled up. On a table were various tools for divination, turtle shells covered with runes, glittering playing cards, and a transparent agate ball.

There was a layer of dust on these tools, and it looked like many of them had been left untouched.

Wang Xiangui sat in front of the stall, crossed his legs, took a book and started reading.

It's just that this man yawned after looking at it twice, then leaned on the chair, covered his face with the book, and fell asleep.

Lin Yuan looked at his signature "divine fortune teller and dignitary" with five crooked Chinese characters, and knew that this must be the fortune teller from the Goblin Demon Mansion.

But he looked like a charlatan, but he was really rich enough to dare to do this kind of business in the demon world.

Lin Yuan saw that he was one of the few human beings, so he walked up and asked, "Can divination be done here?"

For some reason, Lin Yuan suddenly found that the people around him were looking at Lin Yuan strangely, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

Wang Xiangui, who was sleeping soundly, did not answer. He must have been too sleepy.

Lin Yuan raised his voice and shouted: "I want to divine."

The awakened Wang Xiangui's body twitched, obviously frightened. He stretched, and without looking directly at Lin Yuan, he said: "Divination, a fourth-level magic core. If you find it expensive, get out."

All the merchants were whispering: "This old guy is really a lion."

"No, if it's so expensive, a few unlucky people would be willing to pay so much."

"Mainly, this guy has a bad mouth. My grandfather told me before that humans are very bad, unlike us demons who are gentle, courteous and thrifty."

"Yes, this old man is the best proof. Doing business with him on the same street is really bad luck."

How could Lin Yuan not hear what these demons said, but the noble king in front of him seemed to have turned a deaf ear to their words, feeling absolutely nothing.

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't move, Wang Xiangui went ahead and complained: "Son, please stay away. Don't do business in front of me. If you don't have money, don't ask."

Lin Yuan smiled, he took out a fourth-level magic core and threw it into a copper bowl on the old man's table.

The crisp sound and the violent energy emitted from the magic core stirred the hearts of other traders.

They were amazed and said angrily, "This old guy has also made a fortune."

"No way! It's actually the fourth-order magic core, and it belongs to the sand demon insect."

"Now, this boy must be a stupid son from some big family. He just threw away such a large sum of money."

Wang Xiangui quickly picked up the fourth-order magic core in the bowl and immediately put it in it. He was afraid that the magic box would run away.

Then his face changed in an instant, and an awkward smile forced out of his wrinkled old face, and he said, "I wonder what this noble young master with extraordinary appearance and outstanding temperament wants to divine?"

"Marriage? Opportunity? Or what? I know everything I know and will tell you everything."

Lin Yuan felt the contrast between Wang Xiangui before and after, and secretly raised his thumb in his heart. He couldn't help but murmured: "The speed at which Wang Xiangui changes his face must be faster than my four-winged Blood Demon Wings."

He left and said calmly: "I just want to find someone, nothing else. This person should be in this dungeon, but in this huge dungeon, I still have no clue."

Wang Xiangui still smiled and his attitude was extremely respectful. He looked at Lin Yuan and said, "If you ask me about this kind of thing, you are asking the right person."

"Sir, please tell me the name of that person, and then I can calculate the exact location for you."

Lin Yuan nodded and said calmly: "Gu Qinglian."

Then, the old man took out a piece of paper, wrote Gu Qinglian's name on it, sprinkled a handful of pure yellow sand, muttered something, and started doing the trick in a serious manner.

Finally, he stuffed the paper and yellow sand into the turtle shell covered with runes.

Suddenly, a burst of green smoke floated out of the turtle shell, and then got into his nostrils.

Lin Yuan looked at him patiently.

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and then said with a mysterious face: "Sir, the person you are looking for is in the underground city Zheng."

Lin Yuan immediately said with a serious face: "Don't show off, tell me immediately, where is she now?"

Wang Xiangui slowly said: "Slave auction."

Hearing these words, Lin Yuan suddenly exuded a murderous aura. Someone dared to auction Gu Qinglian as a slave. He didn't know whether to live or die.

Wang Xiangui felt the murderous aura emanating from Lin Yuan, and was immediately frightened and panicked.

Then Lin Yuan immediately restrained his murderous intent, and he said again: "How is that person's situation now? Has anyone harmed her?"

Wang Xiangui did not dare to say anything, but pointed to the words on the plaque next to him: "One question, one magic core."

Lin Yuan didn't say anything, and directly threw another fourth-level magic core to him.

Wang Xiangui picked up the magic core and immediately put it in his pocket, and immediately said: "That person is very stable now and has not been harmed in any way. Please rest assured, sir."

When Lin Yuan heard this, he felt relieved and said calmly: "Then you lead the way and be my guide."

Wang Xiangui looked reluctant. He held back for a moment, then said, "Sir, I have to make a living, so I'm afraid I can't leave."

How could Lin Yuan not understand what he meant? He threw a fourth-level sand demon worm magic core to him.

After taking the magic core, he immediately put on his signature smile, which was originally a sad face, and immediately ignored the mess.

He pointed to the front and murmured, "Sir, please follow me."

The servile appearance was considered shameful by all the vendors, but they all envied Wang Xiangui, who harvested three fourth-level magic cores in a short time.

The demon cubs who were setting up stalls, seeing Wang Xiangui making so much money, said one after another: "Mom and Dad, I want to learn divination too."

"I want to, I want to."

"Why learn divination? What's the point of learning that? Don't you know that people who learn divination have no dignity?"

"That's right, look at what Wang Xiangui looks like."

Although he said that, the sour taste in it was heard by Wang Xiangui from a distance.

He didn't care at all, and said proudly in his heart: "You all scold me Xiangui, but you all envy me Xiangui. Don't think I don't know."

Then, he immediately said: "Young Master, please pay attention to your feet, where is it not flat."