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Chapter 440 Trading

"Everyone, is this enough?" Luo Shan pointed at a pile of gold at his feet and looked at the four people.

The four of them were already some distance away from Luo Shan at this moment, and their faces looked very ugly.

"Who are you?" Erma shook the machete in his hand to give himself courage, with a ferocious expression:

"I'm not afraid of you. The machete in my hand has seen blood."

After he finished speaking, he instantly felt a little more confident, winked at the three of them, and then said to Luo San:

"Back off now. If you dare to get close to the gold, I will feed you to the wolves tonight."

"I am just a weak scholar. Please don't use knives. If you hurt yourself, you will be in trouble." Luo Shan took a step back, away from the pile of gold.

The remaining three people rushed over quickly and began to pick up the gold in a hurry.

"It's really gold, Erma, we're rich this time." The three men were overjoyed and held the gold on the ground in their arms.

But there was too much gold, so the three men had to take off their long gowns and wrap it with their clothes.

Erma also had a look of joy in his eyes, and he didn't want to get entangled with this scholar who he didn't know whether he was a human or a monster, so he planned to take the pile of gold back to the village.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the four people were about to leave, Luo Shan immediately chased after them.

"Since you have got my money, you should exchange it with the things you have, which is a fair deal." Luo Shan was very serious.

The four people who were about to run back to the village quickly paused and stopped to look at Luo Shan, with some confusion in their eyes, as if it was impossible for them to understand what this man meant.

Several people were afraid of this young scholar to begin with, and when they heard this, they were startled and ran away without paying any attention to Luo Shan.

Luo Shan was not in a hurry to chase after him. He had made his words clear: don't regret it later.

He staggered out of the bookcase and took out a pack of steamed buns. He ate one in three bites, his mouth full of oil.

The four of them ran back to the village and took out the golden sticks.

The village of about a hundred people is actually not very large. The head of the village used to be in the army, but because he made a mistake, he finally chose to become a bandit.

The boss saw the four people running back in a panic, frowned, and was about to scold them when he saw something golden rolling on the ground.

"This is!"

"It's gold."

Everyone widened their eyes, and after asking the four people, they all frowned.

"What kind of monster is that? I think it's the rich young master of that family. You four are too timid. You should tie up the scholar and bring him back to the village. You might be able to find a lot of good things here." The boss cursed angrily and quickly ordered his men to search the mountains. If they found the scholar, they would tie him up and bring him back to the village.

"That's right. If it was a monster, it could still be scared by you four." Someone agreed, but considering that the four of them brought back so much gold, they were not so angry.

"Boss, the scholar said that if you take his gold bars, you have to exchange them with things you have on you." Er Ma still had a bad feeling in his heart. The scholar was really too weird.

In order to give himself courage, he deliberately said that his knife had seen blood, but the scholar's expression did not change at all.

Just imagine, that scholar would have no change in expression when hearing those words.

"Hahaha, I don't have anything else on me except thick skin. If he wants it, I'll give it to him." The boss laughed and didn't care at all.

After all, he didn't see the strange scene with his own eyes, and just thought that Erma and the other three were exaggerating.

"That's right, my urine is yellow, and he wants to pee on him."

"Hahahaha, you kid."

Everybody burst into laughter and started to talk without thinking. To be able to become a gangster, they naturally didn't have much conscience. Everybody stared at the pile of gold bars.

The big boss waved his hand and said generously: "We are all brothers from the same village, so we should share the happiness. We made a lot of money today, so let's have a good meal."

Then, they asked their brothers to take out the looted food and good wine and prepare to drink.

Luo Shan had just finished a serving of pan-fried dumplings and a meat bun. He sniffed carefully and quickened his pace as he walked forward.

It happened that the village was celebrating, and everyone was celebrating in the village. Luo Shan walked in with a swagger and went straight to the most lively place.

"Oh, it's so lively."

The appearance of Luo San made all the people who were in an excited state sober up.

Erma and the other three almost fell off their stools when they saw Luo San appear.

"Who are you? How dare you come to my Heisang Village? Are you really that brave?"

The leader frowned and looked at the scholar who suddenly appeared.

He winked at the people next to him, indicating that they should surround this person.

"You took my things, so you have to exchange them for something." Luo Shan said calmly.

"So it's you, hahaha, you came at the right time. Just now I was saying that I have nothing else but thick skin. Look at this thick skin, do you want it?" The boss said sarcastically.

Luo Shan looked up, thought about it carefully, and nodded:

"It can be exchanged."

"Oh, you turned out to be a fool." The boss laughed in anger.

Although Luo San cannot use magic, the body of a Mahayana cultivator cannot be hurt by these people.

Dozens of people swung their knives and chopped at him, and only the sound of "ding ding ding" was heard. The skin of the Luo umbrella was not broken at all, but the knives even had gaps on them.

The boss was so shocked that he stood up with a look of disbelief on his face.

At this time, he remembered that Erma and other three suspected that the scholar was a monster.

His heart was pounding, and a feeling of fear arose spontaneously. The boss directly pulled out the long sword he carried with him, looking murderous and fierce with a ferocious look in his eyes.

Luo Shan stretched out his hand to push away the machete that was coming at him. How could these mortals withstand the strength of a Mahayana cultivator? They were pushed backwards by the force.

Then he walked towards the boss step by step.

The boss gritted his teeth and swung his knife.

The long knife hit Luo Shan's neck directly, but still did not break the skin. She reached out and gently pinched the blade, and then, with two fingers exerting force, the blade suddenly broke into two pieces.

There was a flash of surprise in the boss's eyes, but before he could react, his neck was grabbed by the other party.

He struggled to break free, but the slender hand didn't move at all, like an iron clamp.

Luo San stretched out his other hand and circled the man's facial features with his fingertips.

“Ahhhhh, stop it!” Even the fifty military sticks the boss received as punishment for making a mistake in the military camp didn’t hurt as much as this.

Luo San simply grabbed the cut skin and tore it off with quick hands and eyes.

A bloody face was torn off just like that, and some people in the village were so scared that they wet their pants.

"As you wish." This man had the most bloody aura, and he had at least ten lives on his hands.