Chapter 810: Damn rich people

"Brother Chen doesn't know. In my lifetime, there is only this one chance to open the underground palace. The next chance will be in a hundred years."

Zhang Daohe revealed the truth.

Chen Guanlou raised an eyebrow; what Wu Xun said was true.

The fifteenth of the eighth month is a specific date. The underground palace cannot be opened just because one wants to.

"Then there is no way, can only fight!" Chen Guanlou felt deep regret.

"That's right, can only fight! If you help me, I will have one more point of winning. How about it?"

Chen Guanlou still shook his head. "I'm used to fighting alone."

He couldn't trust anyone, only himself.

Human hearts are fickle.

Human nature cannot withstand testing.

He is not a greedy person. But others don't know! Others must be guarding against him, fearing that he will take more, and that he will be hated if he takes the best treasures.

It can be said that even if the treasures in the underground palace were piled up like a mountain peak, each one powerful and incomparable, he could remain calm and not covet them.

All the treasures in the world combined cannot compare to his Longevity Dao Fruit.

He already has the most powerful treasure in the world, so why covet the junk left over from a thousand years ago.

A pile of junk, only a group of vulgar people covet it!

He can join in the fun of this chaos, but he must never become a target.

Zhang Daohe is the center of the target; following the other party, he would die without knowing how he died.

"Brother Chen, why be so stubborn."

"If you are going to die, even if I follow you, you will still die. If you don't die, whether I am there or not, you will survive. Since you have experts by your side, why not ask the experts to calculate your fortune!"

"Forget it! My noble person is you. You are my glimmer of life."

Zhang Daohe finally revealed the reason for his obsession with Chen Guanlou.

He not only calculated his fortune, but not just once.

Every time, it showed that his glimmer of life was on Chen Guanlou. Even though he didn't covet the other party, he had to thicken his face and take out sincerity to implore the other party to join his team.

Chen Guanlou was startled. "You believe it?"

"I believe it!" Zhang Daohe nodded solemnly. "I have been able to escape from death several times, all thanks to fortune-telling. You can not believe it, but you cannot deny that Feng Shui arts have their own principles."

"Calculated the result?"

"You are the gate of life!" Zhang Daohe revealed more simply.

"Then what about my life?"

"If you live, I can live! That is to say, we are a community of destiny. Therefore, Brother Chen, you don't have to worry that I will harm you. Harming you has no benefit to me at all."

Chen Guanlou pondered for a while. "What you said, I still dare not believe completely."

"I can tell you the address in advance." Zhang Daohe threw out the bait again.

"Brother Zhang is truly willing to spend money today."

"Knowing you love money, I can pay a generous reward in advance. One hundred thousand taels! Just consider it a favor you are doing for me."

Truly a big hand.

The White Lotus Sect, which makes the imperial court miserable and can cause big movements every few years, is indeed rich! Compared with the Buddhist and Daoist sects, it probably isn't much worse.

"If Brother Chen thinks it's too little, you can name your price. One hundred and fifty thousand taels, how about that?"

"Brother Zhang's life is truly valuable." Chen Guanlou teased.

"How about it, is my sincerity enough? After going down to the underground palace, you can take three treasures at will, plus one hundred and fifty thousand taels; can this price invite you to help me?"

"Did the fortune-teller truly say that your glimmer of life is on me?"

"Exactly!"

Otherwise, how could he come to the capital at the critical moment. Everything is ready, just waiting for the east wind.

Chen Guanlou is the east wind he doesn't want to admit, but has to accept.

Since it has been said to this point, whether it is done or not, he must give the other party an answer.

Chen Guanlou pondered for a long time and finally made up his mind. "Okay! I can help you."

Zhang Daohe laughed loudly, very readily. "Many thanks, Brother Chen! When the day comes, I will send someone to meet you."

"No need, just tell me the address, and I will rush over myself."

Chen Guanlou couldn't stand having someone nagging by his side.

Seeing his firm attitude, Zhang Daohe hesitated for a moment and told him an address. But it wasn't the final address, but a foothold closest to the underground palace.

"After arriving at this place, someone will naturally meet you."

"You plan to use the lives of other martial artists to fill it?"

"Not so! It's not that I use their lives to fill it, but their greed drives them to fight for their lives. Whether they live or die depends on their own luck. Brother Chen, I have many things to do, so I won't drink with you today. Wait for next time, next time after we come out of the underground palace, we must drink for three days, not returning until drunk."

"Okay!"

Nonsense!

Who would drink with you for three days, not returning until drunk. If you really come out of the underground palace, you would be running for your life, who would linger, who is a fool.

Early in the morning, Chen Guanlou sat in the office with a sickly appearance, sighing. He suddenly regretted agreeing to Zhang Daohe; this trip was too risky.

Medical Official Mu looked at his complexion carefully. "My lord, are you injured?"

He was stunned for a moment before responding: "That's right, injured, seriously injured. Old Mu, give me a few bottles of your best healing medicine; I'll eat them as a meal."

"Medicine is three parts poison, can't eat it as a meal. My lord, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Indeed encountered a little difficulty. There is something you have to help me with."

"My lord, please speak!"

"Prepare ten or eight bottles of the most fierce poison and anesthetic for me. Fierce enough that even a Grandmaster, once poisoned, will have to fall. Is there such a thing?"

Chen Guanlou was slightly urgent.

Medical Official Mu's heart was thumping wildly. "My lord, you can't mess around."

"What am I messing around with? Have I ever messed around? This is for self-preservation, understand? I'm going out for a trip in a while, and this trip is very dangerous; without some life-saving means on me, I won't be at ease. Old Mu, based on our friendship, you must help me this one time."

"My lord, are you going out to fight with someone?"

"That's right, just fighting with someone. Someone made an appointment to fight, have to go!" Chen Guanlou pinched his chin. Martial arts powerhouses gathering at the ancient tomb is no different from making an appointment to fight, exactly the same. At that time, a mess is inevitable.

What to do if the strength is insufficient?

Learn from Wei Xiaobao!

Regardless of anything, as long as it can save his life, any means can be used.

Poison and anesthetic are essential medicines for home travel, everyone deserves to have them.

Old Mu, as a master of poison making, must be better than those low-class poison masters in the martial arts world. He has confidence in Old Mu!

Medical Official Mu was worried. "Going out, how did you encounter a Grandmaster? My lord, if it's too dangerous, why not refuse."

"Can't refuse, the other party has already paid!"

Zhang Daohe is worthy of being a religious bandit leader; one hundred and fifty thousand taels, white silver, plus silver notes, plus jewelry, just lying in his house. Almost blinded his eyes.

Those jewelry and ornaments, the actual value is definitely greater than the valuation. It is equivalent to him receiving a reward of more than one hundred and fifty thousand taels from the other party.

This money was received, can't be returned!

He has always advocated receiving money to do things, without cheating anyone. Sigh, a bit regretful. Now it belongs to being placed on the fire, must charge! ===== CHAPTER 811 =====