Chapter 8
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"Little kid?" The bartender followed the man's gaze and looked at it. He only took a glance before looking away with a lack of interest. "It's quite small."
"She's not young either." Fu Yunshen chuckled and said lazily, "In three years, she'll be of legal marriage age."
"…" The bartender couldn't answer. He shook his head and lowered his voice. "Be careful. You've got a bounty on you."
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows. He wasn't surprised. "How much?"
"SS-level bounty, one billion US dollars. It's ranked seventh on the bounty list." The bartender stared at him. "At least ten people on the hunting list have taken this bounty. Now you know how hated you are, right?"
Anyone who was in the top ten of the bounty list was killed by everyone. If they didn't kill them, they wouldn't be able to live with the money.
Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes curved with a hint of seduction. "Then they have to be able to find me."
The bartender agreed with this point. He said, "Even IBI can't find you. I'm afraid your hiding ability is only weaker than that of the number one on the list."
IBI, full name International
Bureau of Investigation, General Bureau of International Investigation.
"That's not comparable." Fu Yunshen was indifferent. "It's been so many years, and the number one on the list hasn't changed. I just got there."
The bounty for the number one on the bounty list couldn't be compared to the other nine combined. It was so high that it was comparable to the GDP of a small country in Continent O, but no one had taken it. It was obvious how difficult it was to kill the number one on the bounty list.
No, it should be said that it couldn't even be found.
"I'm really curious. Who is this divine fortune-teller?" The bartender clicked his tongue. "Why is' he 'more hated than you?"
The other targets on the bounty list were at least traceable. Only this number one on the list seemed to have disappeared. There was no information at all.
Moreover, the title of divine fortune-teller was too arrogant.
Even those sorcerers and witches in the ancient Continent O era didn't dare to call themselves divine fortune-tellers.
There were fortune-tellers now, but like ancient warriors, there weren't many real ones. Most of them lived in seclusion, and the rest were swindlers.
If there was really someone who could calculate everything, it would be ridiculous.
Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled faintly. "What are you talking about?"
"To be honest, you've always been hated. Anyway, you still have to be careful. One billion USD is enough to buy an island. It's not like you don't know that those hunters on the list are like lunatics. But …" The bartender frowned. "Do you really want to stay here? I thought you would at least go to the Imperial Capital. "
"Yes." Fu Yunshen looked up absent-mindedly. "I'm going to stay in Shanghai for a while."
Hearing this, the bartender suddenly had an absurd thought. "For a woman?"
Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "What are you talking about? She's just a little kid."
It was an indirect admission.
The bartender's expression changed. "You're crazy."
If those people were to find out …
"I've long since gone mad." Fu Yunshen stood up and draped his jacket over his arm. He smiled frivolously and patted the bartender's shoulder. "Don't drink so much. It's bad for your health."
**
No identification was required to enter the underground market. There were all kinds of people, but many people deliberately hid their identities.
There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the road. Because they sold different things, the buildings were also different.
There were ancient Romanesque, Gothic, and Baroque buildings from Continent O, as well as classical garden buildings from Hua County.
Ying Zijin raised her head and noticed the shops with "Divination" signs. At a glance, there were more than a dozen shops like this.
But only one shop had a faint spiritual aura floating around.
Tarot cards were a divination tool that originated from Continent O. It was very popular in the Middle Ages. She had also played with it, but its origin was still a mystery.
But there weren't many real tarot cards. The ones sold on the market could barely be used for small matters, but in other cases, they were just a pile of scrap paper.
Perhaps, she should find a real deck of tarot cards before her ability fully recovered.
Ying Zijin was deep in thought. She pressed her mask, lowered her eyelashes, and walked into the market.
In addition to the shops, there were many street stalls around. Most of them were broken antiques, but this didn't prevent buyers from being cheated.
The girl casually glanced around. In a dozen seconds, she had already observed hundreds of antiques. As expected, all of them were fake without exception.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Ying Zijin finally saw what she was looking for.
It was an ancient coin mixed in a pile of green porcelain. It was inconspicuous.
The words branded on the ancient coin were worn and stained with mud. At first glance, it looked like it was made of earth.
She lowered her head and narrowed her eyes. In an instant, she calculated the age and name of the ancient coin.
It was made of Qin silver and was cast in 339 BC, during the Warring States Period.
Two thousand years later, the price would be more than five million.
Ying Zijin squatted down. "How much is this?"
She wasn't referring to the ancient coin, but to a stone bowl next to it.
The stall owner was a young man. He glanced at the girl, looked her up and down, and said perfunctorily, "Five hundred. Take it away."
There was a hint of contempt in his tone.
Ying Zijin glanced sideways. Her fingers fell on the ancient silver coin. "And this."
"I'll give it to you." The young man became more impatient. "Take it all. Don't hinder my business."
He was still waiting to meet a few rich kids so he could cheat more money. He didn't have time to waste with a pauper here.
Ying Zijin's expression didn't change. She put down five hundred notes and picked up the stone bowl and the ancient coin. She rubbed her hand and narrowed her eyes.
Now she was sure that Earth was a world where cultivation couldn't be practiced. But this was good. She could retire peacefully.
However, this action was reflected in the young man's eyes. He sneered and didn't hide his voice at all. He deliberately raised his voice. "You're a pauper with no vision. You think you've found a treasure?"
The stall owner next to them heard. "Hey, don't be so blunt. She still wants to save face."
"Save face? Nowadays, anyone can enter the underground city. "
"Isn't that right? Recently, there's always a group of paupers who want to pick up scraps. It's really embarrassing. "
They had been in the underground market for so long. How could they not know which customers were really rich?
They couldn't even be bothered to cheat these paupers.
The young man sneered again. "She's not just a pauper. She's simply stupid. She doesn't even have the basic ability to appraise."
He bought the stone bowl on Taobao for five dollars. He picked up the coin in a park in Pu Nan. It was worthless.
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