He didn't feel anything wrong when he flattered others, but when the same flattery was patted on himself, Mu Dawan felt a little disgusted.
But to be honest, the adaptability of this old magic stick is really not ordinary. He has learned all his flattery so quickly. As long as he has a little more time, he will be able to bring forth new ideas and outperform him. There is a future, this old magic stick!
"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, you want me to help you solve the mystery of this star fantasy thousand machine art, don't you?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Well, that's exactly what this old man means. If Mr. Nan can save this old man's life, this old man will be very grateful. I will be a cow or a horse in the next life to repay my great kindness." Qu Shanling nodded repeatedly.
"Don't talk about those who have nothing, twenty years." Mu Hanyan said bluntly.
What about the afterlife, do you think everyone has the chance to be reincarnated? Beautiful you.
"What twenty years?" Qu Shanling was stunned.
"If I can help you, you will have to help Nanmu Auction House for free for the next twenty years," Mu Hanyan said.
Originally, it seemed that this old god stick had a lot of gray hair and beard, so he squeezed out the remaining value of the next ten years, but who knew that his white hair was dyed, the folds were wrinkled, and his real age was only in his forties. It is too cheap for him to be a free long-term worker for ten years, and it will take another ten years anyway.
"Okay!" Qu Shanling agreed without hesitation.
Isn't it just a twenty-year long-term worker? As long as you can get through this hurdle, you can do anything. Didn’t the master say that as long as you survive this catastrophe, you will not only live a hundred years, but you can even break through the limit of life and death. That’s a lifespan of two hundred or even hundreds of years. What’s the point of wasting twenty years
"Master Nan, can you explain it to me now?" Qu Shanling asked impatiently.
explain? Mu Dawan didn't know anything about astrology, so how could he explain it? But she was not in a hurry, she stared intently at the Art of Mystery of the Stars in front of her, pondered for a long time, took out a pen, and slowly put a little bit on it, and then another little bit.
Mu Hanyan can now be sure that the pattern on the Star Fantasy Thousand Machines Art is indeed the astrological pattern on the astrolabe, but it is not complete, and it is even more incomplete when it is old and dilapidated.
And that astrological pattern already existed in her heart, so she didn't even need to look at the astrolabe, she just filled it up.
"What does this mean?" Qu Shanling looked at the completed astrology chart in doubt, but didn't understand it.
"Look for yourself." Mu Hanyan threw down the pen, hands behind his back, and looked out the window into the distance, with a reclusive appearance.
She doesn't understand astrology, can't she know how to pretend to be a magic stick? Even if not, isn't there a ready-made teacher in front of him
"Oh." Qu Shanling responded, frowning and watching. It's okay if you don't frown, but when you frown, the creases on your face appear again.
"This old magic stick!" Mu Hanyan cursed inwardly, turning her face away.
"What does this Star Fantasy Thousand Machines Art have to do with you?" Mu Hanyan asked secretly in his heart. The target, of course, is the Mystical Thousand Machines.
"It's just a little trick I passed on, and it's not on the table." A row of small characters flashed on the astrolabe, feeling very disdainful.
"You spread the word, who are you, how do you know the art of astrology?" Mu Hanyan asked with interest.
She had asked similar questions before, but she couldn't get an answer every time. Mu Hanyan thought it would choose to remain silent this time, but after waiting for a long time, a line of words slowly appeared on the astrolabe. : "Now you can't know, the strength is too low, it's not good for you."