The Daily Life of the Immortal King

So... have you found a treasure?

Primordial Profound Crystals are often dropped from the universe along with meteors, and their texture is very special, and it is difficult for ordinary quality inspection methods to detect this substance. And it is very easy for many material dealers to confuse Taichu Xuanjing with ordinary Xuanjing.

Just like this stone ghost face, Wang Ling saw the quality inspection report sent by the customer service. made of elastic resin.

However, Rao is such an ordinary mask without any function, and the price is 600 Chinese national currency even when the merchant is completely unaware that the mask contains the mysterious crystal of the beginning of time.

Even though Wang Ling knew that the six hundred Hua National Coins were actually not a loss to buy a stone ghost face made of Taichu Xuanjing. But considering my pocket money of 1,000 yuan a month, it is still a little expensive after all.

Seeing that Wang Ling was still hesitating, the customer service sent Wang Ling a shaking window: "Is fellow Taoist still there?"

Wang Ling replied with a question mark: "?"

"If you think the price is inappropriate, you can discuss it with us... We can sell it at a cheap price. Well, of course I won't tell you that this mask will bring bad luck!"

Wang Ling: "!?"

"Oh... I made a typo, sorry. All I want to say is good luck."

"..."

Who are you deceiving? The acting skills cannot be exaggerated any more! ?

In the end, Wang Ling threatened with a bad service review, and the customer service finally told the truth: "In the beginning, this stone ghost mask was bought from a mask wholesaler. Because of its unique shape, our boss likes it very much. But since this mask After hanging on the store, the sales level of our store plummeted... Our boss felt that the business of the store must be cursed by this stone ghost face."

Wang Ling stared at this stone ghost face for a while, and apart from the unique shape, he really didn't notice anything unusual.

However, if there is any specific problem, we will have to wait until I get it to know.

In fact, Wang Ling was actually a person who liked to have fun.

After all, invincible, how... how lonely...

Seeing that there was no news from Wang Ling's side, the customer service was anxious again: "This fellow Daoist... The price is easy to negotiate, you can ask for a price!"

Although Wang Ling was skeptical about the statement that the stone ghost mask was cursed, but seeing the customer service's eagerness to sell, Wang Ling felt that most of what the customer service said was not false. At least it was certain that after the seller bought the stone ghost mask from the wholesaler , did cause a lot of trouble.

After comprehensive consideration, Wang Ling sent a number to the customer service...

The customer service girl saw a solitary 5 in the chat window, and the whole person was also shocked: "This fellow Taoist, are you sure...you didn't miss a zero?" If it is fifty, the customer service can fully understand, After all, it's a cursed mask, it's worth selling it cheap... But Nima! five yuan! You Tamar thought you were buying crispy noodles! ?

The customer service girl waited in front of the chat window for five minutes... She found that this stingy customer still didn't change her mind, and she was suddenly a little disheartened.

Of course, Wang Ling didn't walk away either, just sat calmly with arms folded and waited for the reply from the customer service girl. Wang Ling learned this trick from Wang Ma. In the past, Wang Ma used this trick often when she was shopping or shopping, and the hawkers she killed were caught off guard. At this time, the comparison is patience and psychological endurance...

After confronting for nearly ten minutes, on the other side, the customer service girl finally lost: "Okay! Five yuan is five yuan! Please confirm the delivery address."

As a result, what the customer service did not expect was that Wang Ling was silent again...

The customer service girl sent Wang Ling a crying expression: "Daoist friend, don't you regret it?"

Wang Ling was silent for a while, and typed out four words in the chat window: Remember to free shipping.

Package...Free shipping? ! Even if you buy it for five dollars, you will also need free shipping! The customer service girl feels that her three views are about to be refreshed. What kind of customer is this? Although the customer is God... But such a stingy God, this customer service girl is really the first time I have seen it.

What the hell! Pit father! The customer service girl thought very sadly...

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...

On Saturday, the third week of school, around 5:00 in the evening.

Wang Ling felt that he had done a lot of things today, filled up the missing knowledge points, completed the missed homework, and also destroyed an underground laboratory that was plotting against him... I just bought the mask online. Wang Ling felt that he had finally let go of one more thing. Then just wait for the weird stone ghost face SF Express to arrive.

Such a day is indeed quite fulfilling, but it always makes Wang Ling feel very tired...

Here, Dad Wang and Lie Mengmeng are still having a small meeting to implement some details of the new book and battle wits together. On the other hand, Wang Ma also came to the second floor and knocked on Wang Ling's door: "Smash, get ready! Put on some handsome clothes, and let's go out to eat at night."

Wang Ling: "..." Going to a restaurant?

In Wang Ling's perception, judging from the family style of the Wang family, there is very little habit of going out to restaurants. More because of Wang Ling. Wang's father and Wang's mother were very worried that taking Wang Ling out to a restaurant would cause trouble for the restaurant, so the number of times the Wang family went out to eat throughout the year was comparable to the spring outings and autumn outings in school. Usually, only on New Year's Day or Wang Ling's birthday would Wang's father and Wang's mother bleed heavily and take Wang Ling to have a good meal. In normal times, when he suddenly went to a restaurant for dinner, Wang Ling knew 80% of which relative was coming.

It turned out that Wang Ling's hunch was correct.

About half an hour later, Wang Ling sensed with his spiritual sense that an old man was riding a tricycle at the gate of the Wang family's small villa, which had been deserted nearby.

The old man's physique is a little fat, and it seems that riding a tricycle is a little strenuous. He wears an old-fashioned black cloth cap on his head, a black cloth jacket, and a dark blue cotton robe. I was afraid that he would fall if he was not careful.

The old man was half-squatting, holding his knees with both hands, gasping for a few breaths, beating his shoulders, and moving his muscles and bones. Then slowly came to the back of the tricycle, untied the rope, and finally lifted the white cloth covering the tricycle. The tricycle is actually full of apples...

Wang Ma was collecting clothes at the entrance of the villa, and when she saw the fat figure appearing at the door, she quickly greeted her: "Hey, Dad! Why did you come here on a tricycle by yourself? You should give me a call, I Let Wang Jiao pick you up!"

The old man Wang touched his head: "...Wang Jiao? Who is Wang Jiao..."

"Wang Jiao is your son..."

Wang Ma sighed inwardly, the old man's Alzheimer's disease is coming, it's really more and more inadvertent.

"Oh! Yes! My son!"

Old Man Wang patted his head and pointed to the apple behind him: "Do I have a grandson named Jingke? Nei, I brought this car of oranges to my grandson, remember to keep it..."

Wang Ma: "..."

Wang Ling: "..."

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