Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 948: This number is wrong

Chapter 948: This number is wrong

"My horrific scene allows humans who want to make money from me to experience the difficulty of making money from the underworld, and finally choose to sacrifice their lives with their own hands. It can be said to be so terrifying!"

The banished immortal had a proud look on his face, and he felt confident that he had been studying for many years, which not only increased the cost of the trial, but also eliminated the need to do the tacky thing of killing human beings.

To be truly free from vulgarity, one should call oneself an immortal, and if he is relegated to an immortal, his name will not be in vain!

Bai Ling'er rubbed her temples and didn't understand. She just cared about the speed pass question and said:

"Didn't you hear that you can use the money to speed up the process of coming out?"

"Oh, humans will break into the scene, and there are only two situations. One is to be bewitched by the scene, and the other is to actively come in and earn money."

"Who has time to pay for a trial?"

Exiled Immortal felt that compared to Bai Ling'er, even the scholar seemed smarter.

You don’t need to go into detail, you just need to use your brain to know how much money can a human being who can be bewitched have in his pocket?

If someone takes the initiative to earn money from underworld, will he be willing to use it to pass the trial?

not to mention…

The amount of money consumed in a hundred years is astronomical.

At least for humans, even three generations of ancestors may not be able to earn it!

Bai Ling'er said oh and didn't think much about it.

It wanted to know if these three people were able to come in so boldly, whether they had discovered a loophole or something.

Looking at it now, it seems like a silly rush.

Even it understands that living with her husband in Xiangyu cannot be without Ming Chao.

The so-called clever woman cannot make a meal without rice.

Without counting the money, it would be difficult to give a red envelope to my sister-in-law during the Chinese New Year.

So I was very sensible and went out to make money. In the hands of the Jiuxian, after a few words of hard work, I got more than two million.

It can be regarded as a city-destroying weirdo with some wealth.

Thinking about it this way, I am still a virtuous wife who can take care of my wife. It is difficult to imagine a more perfect and weird wife.

When Bai Ling'er was thinking about it and banished the immortal, he was arrogant.

In that scene, Lin Fan said a word, interrupting their thoughts.

"How much money is needed for the trial?"

Upon hearing these words, the scorpion Shatou in front of Lin Fan was forcibly controlled for three seconds.

Then he said with a hint of confusion:

"Didn't I tell you that if you pass the trial, you will be rewarded with 5000 ghost notes?"

"Then how much money is needed to complete this trial?"

"Huh? No need to pay for it, just dig the sand...just embrace knowledge."

"No, brother, you don't even believe this is knowledge!"

The old man complained fiercely, his eyes widening.

Just kept talking about the ocean of knowledge and called this scene Sanwei Bookstore.

In the blink of an eye, he could tell something.

Scorpion Shatou snorted and said proudly:

"You guys know nothing. Sha is a fake word, and it can also describe knowledge."

"Hey, hey, please say a few more words."

The old man looked at the scorpion Shatou, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and two scorpions on both sides were dead, and he signaled it not to stop mouthing.

It's better to be like Shadow.

Scorpion Shatou didn't appreciate his trickery at all and snorted coldly:

"With a fool, no words are needed."

Lin Fan knocked on his thigh and ignored the exchange of words between the two.

"How much money is needed to remove these hundred years of trials."

"what?"

Scorpion Shatou frowned slightly. To be honest, almost all the humans coming and going came here to make money.

No one asked this question at all.

Even if it answers the content of this set rule, it still has to think about its memories before quoting:

“One year less is one thousand, and so on, ten years is fifty thousand, and one hundred years is one million.”

"Who taught you math?"

"Exiled Immortal."

"..."

Even Lin Fan, who had lived through two lives and had seen many big scenes, didn't know for a moment whether the one hundred years was worth one million, or whether it was accumulated year by year.

Besides, one million is too much.

"Isn't it a hundred thousand in a hundred years?"

Lin Fan tried to correct him, but Scorpion Shatou gave him an idiot look.

"One hundred thousand years can also be said. Are human beings cunning or really stupid?"

Scorpion Shatou even said harshly:

"There is no value in bargaining with me. This is the rule set by the scene. Bargaining? You go talk to the King of Hell."

Lin Fan was silent for a moment, then tried to elaborate:

"One year is one thousand Mingqian."

"Correct."

“Ten years is equal to ten years added up.”

"Yes."

"How much are those ten thousand?"

"5, you kid think I don't understand math?"

"..."

It spoke so confidently that Yi Qiqi, who was behind Lin Fan, was a little shaken.

Ten thousand, how much is it?

She was confused.

Whether it's fifty thousand or not, should I take out the calculator on my phone and figure it out?

The old man patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and then patted his chest.

"let me."

With that said, he walked up to Scorpion Shatou, sat down cross-legged, moved his hand slightly, took out a thousand notes and said:

"Now, how many years do I have left?"

"You...you wait."

Scorpion Shatou tried hard to think about how many years a hundred minus one equaled, and finally gave up and said:

"You still have a hundred years and one year less."

At this time, the old man took out another nine thousand and handed it to Scorpion Shatou nine times.

"Is it only ten years less than one hundred years now?"

"right…"

"How many do you have?"

"5?"

"...You pay me back 4."

"I, I, I...I don't have 4."

Scorpion Shatou was a little anxious.

A large amount of strange knowledge has been poured into my mind, which is so full that I can no longer hold it.

Lin Fan knew that the strange thing in front of him was hopeless, so he sighed:

"Forget it, just tell me, if the hundred-year-old money is handed over to you, we will automatically pass the test without your confirmation?"

To be honest, Lin Fan would have a headache if he needed this weird nod in front of him.

"Yes...this is a rule set by the scene. It doesn't matter whether I agree or not...so don't even think about bargaining. It's only two million for a hundred years!"

"Wasn't it just one million?"

"Wait a minute, one thousand a year...80,000 in ten years, two million in a hundred years..."

"..."

Lin Fan took out several thick stacks in his hand, including what the old man had given him before, totaling three hundred thousand, and smashed them on its face one after another, and then said in a deep voice:

"Now, tell me where the banished immortal is."

"Eh? What about banishing an immortal..."

Scorpion Shatou looked at the three hundred thousand in his hand, feeling a little confused.

Based on the calculation of 80,000 in ten years and 150,000 in 20 years, these 300,000 can only reduce a person's working hours for 18 years.

Why are these three people so confident?

Before it could think about it, layers of mist began to appear on the sand in front of it, and in the misty mist, there were faintly revealed bones that had been flattened on the ground.

"Is this the entrance to go out, or the entrance to the banished immortal?"

The terrifying scene of banishing the immortal is very special.

In other scenes, there is only one scene. The owner is usually with the tester. Even if he does not need to complete the test, he can still meet the owner directly.

But obviously it's different here. There's endless sand and you can't even see the edge of it in a lifetime.

Scorpion Shatou still looked stupid and said almost subconsciously:

"Just...you can see the Exalted Immortal when you walk in, and then when you walk out...you will see a scene, but but but..."

"You guys, you guys don't count..."

Under its small eyes, there is great confusion.

The three of them stepped into the white mist together.

There was no backlash from any horrific scenes.

Apparently he really completed the trial.

Scorpion Shatou looked at the three hundred thousand in his hand, and then at the location where the three disappeared.

murmured:

"That's not right... Each of you has 5000, and I still have ghost notes in my hand."