I Made the World Mutate Chapter 128: Old monk town curse ghost
Looking at the little monk Zhifei, Xiao Mu showed a strange look on his face.
This kid doesn’t know if he sits on Baoshan.
Ordinary books, such as Buddhist scriptures, have not actually increased in price, and are about the same as their original prices.
What is the price increase book?
It’s the kind of book that is not very common, and few people buy it but it is a good thing.
However, although the prices of Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures have not increased, the prices of antique Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures are quite astonishing. Compared with books that are less common and that few people buy good things, they have painstakingly compiled their brains. The price is even higher.
Books of a few years, ten years or more than eight years are not worth much. Books of decades are worth a little, and they are sold at a stall for at least a thousand dollars.
Books over a hundred years old cost 10,000 to 20,000.
Any book that is more than a thousand years old, not counted as an antique, is estimated to be more than a million.
This is the value of books.
Xiao Mu estimates that most of the books in this library should be more than 100 years old and less than 400 years old.
Some of them should be more than three hundred years old, and there should be books of decades, but they can’t be distinguished for a while.
But anyway, so many ancient books, gathered together, is definitely a treasure mountain.
Unfortunately, the knowledgeable monk who is devoted to playing games obviously does not know the value of these books.
Otherwise, these books will be sold for at least millions or even tens of millions.
This is the market price. Under normal circumstances, few people are willing to sell this kind of ancient book of hundreds of years, usually there is no market.
Just think about it and know that for those 10,000 yuan, who is willing to sell an ancient book that has a high probability of mutating over a century?
Can’t help but glance at the little monk Zhifei.
After taking Xiao Mu into the study, the little monk took out the Xiaomi phone in his hand again and opened the game he was playing just now.
Even the one thousand yuan Xiao Mu just gave him was charged into the game by the little monk and 500 yuan, and he was preparing to buy game skins there.
Xiao Mu shook his head slightly.
This little monk is simply helpless.
A thought suddenly came out of his heart.
Why… buy these books?
Yeah! Turn around and call Zhao Yan over and let her drive the car with the money.
Looking at how the little monk is so addicted to games, books are useless for him. Taking it away by yourself is considered a reasonable use.
Worried about whether there would be any mutated books missing, Xiao Mu deliberately checked various old books on the shelf.
Unfortunately, no mutant books were found.
Think about it and know that if there are mutant books, they will not be eaten by blood ghosts? How could it be placed here?
Turning my head around, I asked the little monk Zhifei, “Little master, can you sell the books in this house?”
“Do you want to buy a book?”
The little monk Zhifei raised his head abruptly when he heard the words, he couldn’t even take care of the skin he was buying. He seemed to be worried about Xiao Mu’s repentance and asked: “How much do you pay for a copy?”
Xiao Mu thought for a while and stretched out a finger.
“One thousand yuan?”
The little monk Zhifei beamed his eyes and yelled in surprise, “Take it, take it, take it all. Haha! Hahahaha! I have more money to buy better skin!”
Xiao Mu: “…”
The little monk was almost helpless. He stretched out a finger. He originally wanted to say that it was 10,000 yuan per copy, but he was worried that the little monk might not sell it because the price was too low.
After all, the books in the collection here are all Buddhist scriptures, which belong to high-level books like Taoist classics in ancient books.
Yes, old books are also graded.
A copy of “Tang Poems” is definitely not as valuable as a copy of “Tai Chi”. After all, the former is difficult to mutate into a secret book even if it is an ancient book, but the latter is different.
The Buddhist scriptures here are basically old books over a hundred years old. Some books are even more than three hundred years old. A copy of 10,000 yuan is absolutely impossible to buy from people who know the goods.
After hearing the words of the little monk, Xiao Mu immediately called Zhao Yan and informed Zhao Yan, “Zhao Yan, bring 200,000 cash, and drive to the Qingshan Baocha in Wushan.”
“Okay! Go over now.”
Zhao Yan didn’t even ask the reason, so she just said something good, which shows how much she trusts Xiao Mu.
Hang up the phone, Xiao Mu put away the phone, and checked it again in this study.
He is looking for traces of blood ghosts.
On the ground, the traces of blood from the blood ghosts and ghosts eroding on the ground were once again found.
The trace continued to extend, and went to a wall next to it. When it reached the wall, it suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared?
Passed through the wall, or fled to the ground?
Xiao Mu frowned slightly.
If the blood ghost escapes through the wall, it will be difficult to find. If you are underground, maybe you can think of a way to get the blood ghost out.
“Illness!”
From the position where the blood ghost disappeared, Xiao Mu tentatively knocked down an evil charm.
“Om!”
Suppressing evil talisman turned into golden light, but disappeared directly into the ground.
“Huh!”
Xiao Mu felt something was wrong again.
The place where the evil talisman strikes seems to be empty. Could there be something like a cellar below.
Bent down, reach out and knock on the ground.
There was a hollow puff sound from the floor.
It seems really empty.
Aware of this situation, Xiao Mu felt happy again.
What’s below?
He stretched out his hand and pushed the bookshelf next to him. He was planning to find the hole to go down, but who knows, the bookshelf was pushed aside.
Squeak!
The machine was activated to make a sound, and a hole suddenly appeared on the floor.
“Huh!”
Why is there a hole here?
The little monk who was buying skins with his mobile phone noticed that there was a hole on the floor of the room~IndoMTL.com~ immediately came over and looked down into the hole.
“Jie Jie!”
Below, suddenly there was the laughter of evil spirits.
“Ah!”
The little monk Zhi Fei was taken aback, and became desolate on the spot, shouting, “Mom, there are really evil spirits!”
The ghost howled and turned and fled.
Xiao Mu shook his head slightly, this little monk was really hopeless.
Thinking about it, Xiao Mu, who was worried about the powerful ghost below, released the ghost servant very cautiously, let the ghost servant hold the knife in front, and follow behind, with the imprint of the Emperor hanging above his head, carefully down the stairs. Go.
Below is a basement.
The scene seen in the basement completely stunned Xiao Mu.
In the basement, there is not only a green blood ghost, but also a cursed ghost holding a hook.
In addition, there is an old monk with a kind eyebrow, white beard and white eyebrows.
Seeing the curse ghost, Rao Xiao Mu has always been calm, and couldn’t help but shiver on the spot.
The strength of the curse ghost is far beyond him. When encountering the red blood ghost, he can still contend for one or two. When encountering the curse ghost, even if he and the ghost servant team up, he will definitely not be able to stop the opponent’s blow.
The surprise is that the curse ghost was obviously suppressed by the old monk.
The old monk wore a robe, folded his hands together, and the mantra chanted in his mouth continued to turn into mantra, forming words that fell on the mantra ghost.
The curse ghost held the hook cord and tried his best to block the mantra curse chanted by the old monk.
The green blood ghost is attacking the old monk who is trying his best to suppress the cursed ghost, scratching the old monk’s robes with ghost claws from behind, and scratching the old monk’s back.
The old monk didn’t know what kind of strange technique he practiced. Although he was scratched by the green blood ghost, the scar quickly disappeared.