My Pokémon is working too hard.

Jiang Xiao and the others looked up in surprise.

But not far away, Wei Shan was touching his head in apologetic expression, with a wry smile and apology on his face, and a dusty dinner plate was under his feet.

Broken to the ground.

"what....!"

"You idiot! Can't you be more careful?"

Luo Dong'er jumped up angrily.

With a whoosh, he stood up, puffing his cheeks angrily.

"Feel sorry...."

"I really didn't mean to!"

Wei Shan kept explaining, with apologies written all over his face.

With their quarrel.

The whole restaurant seemed to be awakened, a large number of ghost spirits jumped out from every corner, the whole hall was in an uproar, and the piercing sound was comparable to the shock brought by the symphony.

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath.

this moment.

He really felt that sometimes it was better not to bring these roommates.

How stupid! !

"I'm really convinced!"

"Can you close the door first before making noise? They're all going to run away!"

Looking at the scene of ghost elves jumping around, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but slapped his forehead, and still had to let the happy egg in the satchel come out to town.

Otherwise, some can't grasp it.

"Little lucky egg!"

"Use strong gravity! Don't let them get away!"

"Buku!"

all of a sudden.

The pink light curtain spread from the palm of Happy Egg, surrounding the huge castle restaurant, among which the little purple ghosts jumping around were also quieted down under the pressure of gravity.

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Many of them were forced out of the walls.

fall to the ground.

Looking at the "Fearful Pot" and "Laibei Tea" everywhere, Jiang Xiao had a headache.

It seems that only one by one can distinguish between true and false.

System scanning...

Genie: Pot of Fear - Fake (Level 22)

Potential: D

Gender: no gender

Attribute: Ghost

Features: Broken Armor (When receiving a physical attack, the defense ability is reduced and the attack ability is increased.)

Carrying props: Taotaoguo (cures poisoning.)

Genetic Skills: None

Basic Skills: Tea Party, Drain Power, Frighten, Retract into Pot, Aroma Mist, Pounce

Skill Professor: Take over

Skill Disc: Swap Fields

Remarks: Live in antique teapots, and while most are fakes, genuine ones can occasionally be found.

......

"Depend on!"

"is fake!"

Jiang Xiao patted his forehead and put down the Fearful Pot in his hand.

It seems that it is too cumbersome to distinguish the true from the false, so he simply gave up using the system and chose to observe with the naked eye.

The base of the authentic Busi jug.

Often there is a distinctive logo...

===Chapter 303: The real Pot of Horror and the Destiny! ===

Authenticating the work has been slow.

The strength of Jiang Xiao alone is far from enough. There are at least [-] of the Busi pots and Laibei tea piled up on the floor of the restaurant, stacked together.

Like a hill.

Thinking that I have to identify five hundred elves.

He has a headache.

He simply called Wei Shan and Luo Dong'er.

Jiang Xiao took a fear pot and explained it to the confused two people:

"Look carefully at their bases."

"Especially in this circle, the ones with the blue background on them are the real ones, and the ones without them are all fakes..."

"Not here."

"Here is their ass. The bottom line will not be here. If there is one, there will only be hemorrhoids."

Jiang Xiao poked it with his hand.

Immediately, two purple legs hung down, swinging there non-stop.

It's like poking its itchy hole.

The two people who saw this scene raised their eyebrows in embarrassment. It turns out that the identification of the authenticity of the Basi pot is to look at their buttocks, not to mention, they are quite purple.

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The little feet are dangling.

Also quite cute.

Yan Min, who was guarding the iron gate not far away, was very curious.

I couldn't help picking up a Basi pot, turned it over, and inspected it carefully. I saw that there was nothing else on the base except a small purple foot. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

It seems that he is not the right one.

The rarity of the authentic pot of fear is higher than that of many shining elves.

It's no wonder that the king of the ghost department offered a huge reward for seeing it.

Yanmin put down the fear pot in his hand.

Open the iron gate.

Let it spread its calf and run out of the room as if fleeing for its life.

Situations like this.

It also happened in the hands of the other three people. After the authenticity of the Basi pot or Laibei tea was verified, those Basi pots identified as fakes would be released.

Small ghosts have a low threat level.

There is no need to kill them all.

"woooo~"

The Fearful Pot in Jiang Xiao's hand trembled for a while, as if it had been damaged by playing with it, and his purple calf was also drooping in the tiger's mouth. It seemed that he would not be able to run away for a while.

But it's up to you whether you can go or not.

Jiang Xiao put down the fake Horror Pot in his hand.

Then Xiao Fudan treated it, and after recovering a certain amount of physical strength.

was sent out of the room.

"Oh!"

The sound of the iron door closing startled the Busi pot outside the door. Immediately, he picked up the teapot hanging on his body, kicked up a pair of calves, and ran away without a trace.

Yanmin opened and closed the door skillfully.

Swear never to let go of any ghost that has not been identified.

...

The repeated identification like this has lasted for more than ten minutes.

Jiang Xiao also relied on the naked eye to distinguish the authenticity of at least fifty Basi pots or Laibei tea.

But it turned out to be heartbreaking.

All fakes.

This can't help but make him physically and mentally exhausted.

Sigh again and again.

Wei Shan and Luo Dong'er on the side were not much better either, they kept picking up and putting down, and the total number of Basi Pots that slipped away from their hands exceeded fifty.

The result was the same as Jiang Xiaona's.

Fake!

All are fakes!

"what....!"

"Damn! I can't take it anymore!!"

"Why are they all fakes! Is there no real Busi Pot in this world?"

"Or....!"

"Have all the authentic Busi Pots died?"

Luo Dong'er grabbed one and sadly sat up from the chair suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot, her silver teeth were clenched, Jiang Xiao was even worried that this girl would get angry.

He dropped the Laibei tea in his hand.

If so...

But it's too bad, after all, it's not an emergency escape, and it's psychologically difficult.

Fortunately.

After venting for a while, the girl also calmed down.

Although he was still muttering curses, at least he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

With her seated again.

Luo Dong'er began to turn over Sad Tea's body in her hands. The latter had already fainted from the fright of her hideous face just now, and the little purple ghost in the teacup was limp at the crack.

With a wisp of soul in his mouth.

"....Fake!"

After a long time, Luo Dong'er spoke abruptly.