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"F * ck, old fellow, are you trying to die?" You dare to sell a national treasure to me? "F * ck, you truly want to harm me."

Du Lei was speechless. This kind of treasure was something that could not be measured with money. If he bought it, with this little ability, how could he hide it?

In the end, the result was still the same as the one in the tomb robbing notes, Wu Xie was still handed over to the country.

Just thinking about it made him sad. He had worked so hard to earn money and sell off some treasures, but before that, he had to turn them in.

Of course, he didn't want such a thing to happen, so he said very seriously, "This thing like you is really too shocking to be in the mortal world, it's a hot potato. I don't think anyone would dare to play with it."

"En, as for I, Du Lei, am someone who follows the rules. With the Dog Head with you, I won't report you as long as you don't secretly sell it to foreigners."

"Alright, let's do it like this. Go back to where you came from."

As Du Lei was speaking, he opened his spirit pupils, and in that instant that he opened them.

Within his line of sight, since it was a green sea, this dog head actually resembled a "green source of light".

Or rather, it could be said that the spiritual qi was like a source that kept spitting out green gas into the air.

Du Lei took a deep breath and felt his whole body become refreshed. Other than that, he also discovered that this "green aura".

Compared to the time he spent on absorbing the spiritual energy from the stone elephant, this absorption rate was countless times higher.

The effect was similar as well. He only felt that his whole body was filled with endless energy. He could vaguely feel that he was about to explode.

That feeling was hard to describe. It was just one word, "great!"

It was as if he had eaten an old jar of sour vegetables and beef noodle soup. That kind of feeling would cause one to have an endless aftertaste.

He was like a pauper who was about to starve to death, eating a meal, that taste, forget about good, it was simply a beautiful thing, even Du Lei had the urge to cry.

"Are you sure?"

Old Wu had a face full of certainty. He took out the cigarette from his pocket, who had been deflated, and started to smoke it, not worried at all that Du Lei would not want his cigarettes.

"Let me tell you, there's no such shop after the village. This item was passed down from my ancestors. At the beginning, I didn't know it was a dog's head, and I also lacked money in my family, so I had no choice but to take it out to sell. "

The words of the Old Wu were obviously nonsense. This dog was something that he inherited from his ancestors, then the old sow could climb the tree.

This clearly meant that he had passed some sort of 'special' method.

From his dressing and the way he was dressed, he didn't seem like someone with a family background.

Right now, Du Lei could approximately open the Spirit Eye for around five minutes, so he immediately turned his gaze towards the Old Wu at the side. Other than the perspective-looking and appraising techniques, the Spirit Eye also had night vision and "Gaze".

function.

As for this' hope '…

Well, it was what the other masters called "looking at the face".

There seemed to be a huge gap between the two in terms of character, but there was a sense of "hope".

The effect was indeed similar to looking at it from the outside; it was as if he was working at the same job with a musical instrument.

And that's through the face.

"Qi"

to judge a person's luck.

For example, the current Old Wu was in Du Lei's line of sight.

In his mind, a dense "black qi" was floating.

This was obviously the legendary 'bad luck'.

In other words, it was "Yin Qi".

Well, it's not a good thing anyway.

A mass of "black gas" like this

It was clear that this proved what Du Lei had guessed before, that this Old Wu was a Tomb robber.

From the mud under his fingernails, it could be determined that only by living in a place filled with Miasma for a long time would it be possible to form such a dense black gas and engage in "tomb robbing".

Those that did would often bring disaster and misfortune upon their children and grandchildren.

If they got too close to such people, they would be affected as well.

Thus, in the ancient times, Tomb robber would usually act alone, and would not have any friends around.

Although a large scale grave digging group like the one in the Three Kingdoms had appeared before, at that time, only Cao Cao's exclusive Tomb robber team had appeared.

Those were a bunch of retainers.

Du Lei could not help but frown. During this period of opening, there had been people who had come here to steal tombs, but there was no such dense black aura?

It was truly a miracle that Old Wu did not die even after bearing such a great ill omen and bad luck.

Du Lei had gone from an atheist to a "metaphysics" very naturally.

It was his turn.

As for ghosts, that was purely bullsh * t. As long as they were "ghosts" …

If it hadn't appeared in front of him, he would never have believed it.

"Are you so sure I'm going to buy your dog's head?"

Du Lei's words were ambiguous, because from the moment he saw the ball of black aura above Old Wu's head, he could not get too close to that old fellow.

"Hur hur."

Old Wu took a deep breath greedily and said straightforwardly: I will sell you one million, regardless of whether you give it to the country or collect it yourself, it has nothing to do with me. There are also some bronze artifacts of the Han Dynasty and all kinds of ancient currency, all of them are precious items, take it as me giving them to you. "

Du Lei was not afraid of any bad luck. He had the protection of his tyrant body, and if one were to say that in this world there was someone like Du Lei who possessed a Spirit Eye, then they would be able to see the sun-like brilliance above him.

In ancient words, this was what it meant to be a deity that descended to the mortal world.

No one could stop his luck. When many people complained that their looks were low, their families were poor, their bodies were short, and their bodies were weak and sick, Du Lei had actually long flown up to the sky.

Even if he didn't get the 'Overlord'!

Before passing on her inheritance, Du Lei's luck had always been very good. Otherwise, why would the school belle confess to her in high school?

In the underworld, there really seemed to be a type of luck.

The things that control time, grow and run, but no one can jump out of this circle.

Just like Du Lei.

With China's population of 1.4 billion, with such a large number, why was he the one to obtain hegemony inheritance?

Could he be more handsome or more intelligent than others?

No, there was a mysterious power guiding him forward. He was being destroyed, and he had obtained the inheritance to become the overlord of this world, allowing him to enter into a high-profile life like a BUG.

Many people did not believe in fate, but in fact, fate …

Every day, these two words would give others a slap in the face. Many people were putting in great effort and fighting for their lives.

However, he was still nothing. He was still the same as before. The reality made him admire and make him completely give up his knees to fate.