Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

In front of the appraiser's courtyard.

The village chief stopped Qi Lin softly, facing Qi Lin's doubts when he turned around, the village chief glanced at the appraiser who was still snoring on the recliner.

"The village flower in our village is called A Hua, she is the fairy in the village."

"It's also the daughter of the master who came here from the town more than a month ago."

The village chief looked at the puzzled Qi Lin and said in a low voice: "Coincidentally, Ah Hua also wears blue double ponytails."

When the village chief said this, Qi Lin seemed to understand a little bit.

"Since knowing the prophecy, Ah Hua has shed tears all day long." The village chief sighed, his face full of sorrow: "She is afraid that she will be taken away by the evil dragon and become the wife of the village!"

Qi Lin was silent for a moment: "I believe that the evil dragon should not be that kind of person"

"Huh?" The village chief was taken aback for a moment.

"The evil dragon won't be that kind of lewd dragon, don't worry." Qi Lin waved his hand, not wanting to say more about the evil dragon.

The village head watched Qi Lin walking towards the appraiser, and hurriedly said: "Ah Hua was originally a lively girl, she has shed tears since she learned that the dragon was going to kidnap her, and now she has lost more than 30 catties, so The appraiser's temper is not very good, customers should be careful!"

Qi Lin waved his hand without looking back, indicating that he knew.

On the reclining chair, the old man with rosacea known as the appraiser was snoring heavily.

But the ghost told Qi Lin that the old man was pretending to be asleep, and he had been secretly observing.

Just before Qi Lin stepped into the yard, the old man was lying on the wall and peeking at Qi Lin.

Qi Lin looked at the appraiser who was pretending to be asleep, thought for a while and said softly, "Master, are you asleep?"

Gulu, the old man with a rosacea nose, turned over, his back aligned with Lin, and continued to snore heavily.

Qi Lin frowned slightly, wondering why he seemed to be meeting this appraiser for the first time.

Could it be that because his daughter A Hua washed her face with tears, it's not pleasing to anyone?

At this moment, the village chief unexpectedly stepped forward to make up the knife.

The village chief came to the reclining chair in two or three steps, bent down and shouted at the old man with a bad nose: "Huimin! Here comes the guest!!!"

"Business is coming!!!"

The sound could be called a close-range sonic attack, and Qi Lin's body suddenly glowed with white light.

That is a low-level defensive item, the effective light of the jade pendant.

It was also at this moment that Qi Lin knew that even though these people classified as deformed by the panel had no spiritual attributes, they still had other magical abilities that were not annotated by the panel.

For example, identify the opponent's orientation through energy fluctuations.

For example, the wave binding of the original thing.

For example, this can trigger the sound waves of the jade pendant.

From the moment when Qi Lin's white light appeared, the village chief noticed the abnormal phenomenon, turned his head to look at the white light on Qi Lin's body, and smiled apologetically after a little observation: "It seems that the physique of the guest is relatively low. I'm really sorry, I touched it by mistake!"

Qi Lin just narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"What are you doing?" The rosy-nosed old man jumped up from the recliner with his ears out, but after glancing at Qi Lin from the corner of his eye, he looked angrily at the village chief who disturbed him and pretended to sleep: "I'm not deaf yet! "

"I have paid all taxes this year, even if the mayor comes, I will not appraise it!"

The mayor didn't appraise when he came?

Hearing what the appraiser said, Qi Lin, who was never good at dealing with people, frowned.

Although it is not clear what the hell the mayor and the steam town are.

But what Qi Lin can be sure of is that they have a tax officer!

In other words, they have a certain institutional system!

What's more, this is an era in which extraordinary abilities emerge in large numbers.

In order to successfully collect taxes, Qi Lin has reason to believe that there must be corresponding violent institutions in that institutional system!

Otherwise, order and rules cannot be maintained at all!

The mayor did not come to appraise, this sentence made Qi Lin start to think quickly about how to successfully complete the goal of this trip.

After all, Qi Lin doesn't think he can easily come across an appraiser who can appraise equipment scrolls, especially a legendary appraiser.

We must find a way to succeed in this appraisal!

Just as Qi Lin organized his speech, and even counted some precious props and materials in the space ring, he was about to spend money on this tough bone.

The village head pointed angrily at the old man with rosacea and said, "Why can't you get rid of your stink?"

"What kind of bullshit is lower than purple quality and can't be identified!"

"Only when you have enough to eat can you talk about ideals!" The village head cursed, pointing at the rosacea with a look of resentment.

"If you hadn't rejected the apostle's appraisal entrustment last time, which made the mayor lose face, the mayor wouldn't have driven you away at all!"

"If you weren't kicked out of town, would your daughter Ahua know the prophecy? Would she be able to wash her face in tears all day long?"

"Do you know what a chain reaction is?!"

"Purple!? Are there so many purple quality ones?"

"I haven't seen a single purple scroll for eight hundred years!"

"The last time an apostle in the town sold purple equipment scrolls, the brains of a bunch of people and dogs were blown out! Didn't the lucky one who snatched the scrolls end up hanging from a tree?"

"No matter how superb your appraisal skills are, if you fight five scumbags and still pick the fat and don't appraise, how do you think you will help Ah Hua accumulate a dowry in the future???"

"How do you save money to hire mercenaries in the future, or even ask the apostles to help you resist the evil dragon?"

When the village chief spoke, Qi Lin suddenly realized.

These words were said to the rosacea on the surface.

But in fact, this is the village chief helping him.

At the same time, he was also telling Qi Lin two things: First, this appraiser is a bit high-minded, and he doesn't like scrolls below the purple quality, so he doesn't appraise them.

Second, the appraiser is short of money because of his daughter.

So, if Qi Lin's scroll is higher than purple quality, it's fine.

If it's below purple, it's money to drop!

For the daughter's dowry and saving money, please help resist the evil dragon, and the appraiser will agree to help with the appraisal!

After hearing the words, Qi Lin nodded slightly to the village chief's gaze, indicating that he understood.

The village chief also took a step back with relief, and stopped talking after putting his hands on his hands.

Qi Lin looked at the silent old man with a bad nose, and said with a smile: "Please don't worry about the quality, it will not tarnish the master's skills."

"Hmph!" Jiuxuan looked at Qi Lin with great contempt, as if he didn't think that Qi Lin's small body could produce anything good.

If the body is small, the body is thin and not strong, it means that the strength is not enough.

This is the prejudice of most people, just like a group of ducks who have lived for a long time suddenly stray into a swan. No duck will think that the swan is noble, but only that the swan is heresy.

"I only identify equipment above purple, or unless you can give me an amethyst coin, otherwise I will not identify it anyway."

Seeing the old man's rosacea-nosed lion open his mouth, the village head immediately became angry, pointing at the old man with rosacea and cursing again: "Shame on you! Shame on you!"

"Open your mouth and ask someone for an amethyst coin! How shameless you are!"

"Can you eat your face?!" The old man with a rosy nose yelled back: "I asked the mercenaries in the town, and they asked for an amethyst coin before they would escort my daughter out of here!"

"I don't want Ah Hua to be taken away by the evil dragon!" The old man with red nose blushed with anger, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or something else, anyway, Qi Lin felt that he was very angry from the tone of his voice.

"I've been here for less than a month, and Ah Hua has lost more than 30 catties!"

The rosacea-nosed old man waved his arms angrily, pointed to the second floor and said, "I'm just such a daughter!"

"Those damned mercenaries want to suck all my blood!"

"I have no ability other than identification! What can I do???"

"As long as my daughter can live happily." The old man with rosacea sighed, "I'm shameless!"

The village head was also silent for a moment, and sighed heavily: "Hey! It's all because of that evil dragon!"

Qi Lin: .

Although from the bottom of his heart, Qi Lin did not agree that the prophecy was speaking of himself, but the three apostles all said so.

And some details in the prophecy, such as skeleton burial, etc., are indeed in line.

Especially the prophecy change event.

The original prophecy was that he was eaten by the demon tide and died, which indeed corresponded.

Although Qi Lin has always been disbelieving or even resisting, in fact, it is somewhat.

Qi Lin, who was extremely unwilling to speak in his heart, silently took out the scroll of the Throne of Bones.

Immediately, Qi Lin handed the scroll to the old man with a rosaceous nose as if struck by lightning.

"The quality of this scroll will not embarrass the master." Qi Lin said sincerely: "I hope to discuss the price again. If it is an amethyst coin, I really don't have it."

"Why don't you pick it up?" The village chief looked at the old man with a bad nose, and wondered, "Look at how sincere his guests are, even if they don't have purple quality or amethyst coins, can you give me some face?"

"Since you were kicked out of the town, look around, which village dares to accept you except me?"

"From the day you came, I've given you the best house in the village. Can you save face?"

The old man with rosaceous nose glanced at the village head who was madly helping Qi Lin with an assist. He knew in his heart that this village head didn't understand the quality of the scroll at all.

But I am also very puzzled, why does this old and mature village head speak for a frail person?

"call"

The rosacea-nosed old man forcibly raised his eyes which he could not extricate himself from. This was the first time since Qi Lin entered the courtyard that he was looking at this frail foreign visitor.

"hey-hey."

The rosacea-nosed old man tried his best to squeeze out a harmless smile, and said slowly: "It's getting late, should you stay at home tonight?"

village head:? ? ?

Qi Lin: .

Qi Lin looked up at the scorching sun at noon, and then said politely: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm in a hurry, and I have to leave immediately after the equipment appraisal."

"Time is like cleavage, there will always be squeezes!" The rosacea-nosed old man didn't seem to notice Qi Lin's movements.

He eagerly stepped forward to hold Qi Lin's arm as he handed out the scroll, enthusiastically: "It's really getting late, let's spend the night at home!"

"Master." Qi Lin frowned, he really didn't want to have any contact with the blue twintail princess in the prophecy.

"Master, is it an amethyst coin? As long as the appraisal can be completed as soon as possible, the price is very reasonable, I accept it!" Qi Lin gritted his teeth and said: "I will give a part first, and the rest, I will use other materials and The finished equipment is mortgaged, and I will pay it back in the future!"

The old man with a rosaceous nose seemed not to understand Qi Lin's implication that he didn't want to stay here. His short body just tried to stand on tiptoe, looked up at Qi Lin's chin, and said enthusiastically:

"It's getting late, shall we spend the night at home?"

Qi Lin: "Master."