Chapter 672: Do you sell your memories?

The fourth brother looked at Lin Jia putting gold bricks into the trading box piece by piece, and said impatiently: "Hurry up!"

"Damn! No matter how fast you are, you have to come one after another?" Lin Jia's operation was already fast enough, but if you want to fill 12 gold bricks at a time, you have to go back and forth 12 times, right?

The fourth brother had already carved some medicine and the scroll he bought just now. He could not transport the gold bricks that Lin Jia and the eldest brother needed at one time. The fourth brother was too lazy to run and said, "It's always necessary. You might as well just run this warehouse to the Bairi Gate, so I can save myself from running back and forth!"

"Damn! You asked me to run outside the safe area with a bag of gold bricks on my back?" Lin Jia despised Lao Si for a moment, and a buddy from Tietou next to him interrupted: "You are afraid that someone will be blown out when you go out and you won't store the gold bricks in the warehouse first?"

This time, everyone was stunned and the guy who spoke suddenly looked at him, making him inexplicably not know what he said wrong. Tietou shook his head and sighed: "You have never seen the world, we don't blame you, but you should have some common sense at least, right? When did you have an empty space in the warehouse where the madman opened a 'bank'?" The guy was speechless and said for a while: "Damn!"

The fourth brother tilted his body and looked at Lin Jia's warehouse trumpet. He took the lighter from the computer desk in front of Lin Jia and lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth. He said in a speechless manner: "A warrior of more than ten levels can't be used in seconds! Let's go! I'll protect you next to you. If the situation is wrong, you will go offline!"

Lin Jia thought it was the same, otherwise it would be very troublesome to come to Biqi every time he wanted to use bricks. It would be better to move this commonly used warehouse number to Bai Rimen, and agreed to Lao Si's words and ran out of the warehouse carefully. However, the bag was full of gold bricks. Lin Jia was really guilty and was always paying attention to the surrounding wind and movements like a mouse, for fear of a disaster from that.

"Purchase memory bracelets! There is a land mmm!" Fortunately, as the players' level increases, the traffic of people is no longer large. Except for a dozen players who stand in the safe area and act as models in a daze or hawk, there are basically only the occasional novices in the light helmets of cloth clothes appearing.

Someone ran into the safe zone without any danger. The fourth brother teleported to Bairi Gate first. Lin Jia was about to call the veteran when he suddenly saw a player in the chat box shouting: "Purchase memory bracelets, some mmm!"

Does anyone buy memory hand? Does he have a memory ring?

Lin Jia curiously used the mouse to find the player who was calling, but found that it was a small trumpet of only a dozen levels. He couldn't help but talk to him, "How to collect it?"

"You have one? Look at the goods first!" The small trumpet spoke quite loudly.

Lin Jia sneered, this girl is not authentic, it’s because you want to buy it, but I’m begging to sell it to you, why do you look at the goods without discussing anything? Could it be that you still want to use the legendary “forced transaction”?

Lin Jia was not that stupid and said, "If you buy sincerely, you must negotiate the price first. How do I know if you are a liar?"

The trumpet became angry and said, "Damn! As for lying to you as a memory bracelet! A useless equipment is so precious! Do you like to sell it or not!"

Lin Jia laughed. This guy obviously saw that he used a small trumpet. He wanted to make a fortune by himself. Although the memory bracelet is very rubbish, its value is not based on whether its attributes are good or not. Lin Jia didn't want to talk to him, so he turned around and called the veteran to teleport to Bai Rimen.

The gold bricks were distributed to everyone. Some of them were inevitably exploited by Tietou and others to do money. Just as they were about to get it, the small trumpet shouted to buy memory and slammed Lin Jia again and asked, "Do you sell it?"

Lin Jia couldn't help but grin. She couldn't help it anymore, right? He laughed twice and said, "If you really want to buy it, you can offer the price. I want to change to a large size and get equipment!"

The guy was silent for a moment and finally knew that he could not cheat the small account, so he had to say, "Tell me what you have! How to sell it?"

"Sell it whatever you want on the market! Don't bargain for 18,000!" Lin Jia deliberately spoke up. Now the prices of several artifact-level equipment used in each district are almost clear. Although it is just a reference price, and some people say no one sells it, it can give people an approximate price.

Nowadays, memory rings are basically extinct, and memory bracelets are also rare. However, memory necklaces and memory helmets have become street stalls. It’s almost the same to buy a memory ring for 18,000 yuan. Buy a memory bracelet?

Sure enough, this guy couldn't help it and asked, "Are you selling memory rings or memory bracelets? Ten thousand eight thousand?"

Lin Jia asked knowingly: "Memory bracelet? Memory ring is not the price!"

"Fuck! I'm fun to play with you, right? Can the memory bracelet be sold for 18,000 yuan? Do I want it to be sold to you?"

"You want it! You can charge as much as you want! It's okay to trade in person, and you can just remit money! What do you think?" Lin Jia bet on this guy to death and didn't have a memory bracelet, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Beech to cheat the newcomer on the small account.

"——|||" This guy was depressed: "You really dare to speak! Let me explain the price! If it's right, I'll buy it!"

He heard his tone and seemed to really want to buy a memory bracelet. Lin Jia was intrigued. He deliberately put his words on his face and said, "Whether it is suitable depends on whether you really want it. If you don't have a memory ring, no one will want it for free. If you have a memory ring, then this thing is valuable. Seeing that you want to buy it so sincerely, I'll give you 3,000 yuan, and you can take it away with 15,000 yuan!"

"Damn! You're too dark, right? Buy a memory hand for 15,000 yuan?"

"Who makes you need it!? I'm happy to have money but can't buy it~! Right? I'm anxious if I'm missing a bracelet?" Lin Jia teased him with a wicked smile.

"You are cruel!" This guy was probably so angry that he had nothing to say, and said fiercely: "Ten thousand!"

"No one less steel jumping is sold!" Lin Jia was still talking to him. The iron head next to him couldn't help but urge him: "What are you doing, madman? Change your number quickly!?"

"Uh...wait a minute! Someone is asking me to buy memories! If you want to sell, it will be more than 10,000 yuan!" Lin Jia turned around and smiled at Tietou and the others.

"Selling memory? Do you have a memory ring!? Are you crazy!? That thing can't be sold even if you pay for it?" Tietou and the others were shocked and jumped up to Lin Jia. Although they all knew that Lin Jia had nothing in the past, this guy was often unexpected. He could clear out a protective body in the warehouse, and he could meet someone who was playing with a small account to pick up a resurrection. There were such perverted things, what else could be impossible in his hands?

Lin Jia took off the cigarette from his ear, held it in his mouth and reached for the lighter that was taken away by the fourth brother. The anxious little Ai Shen took his own lighter in Selin Jia's hand.

He lit a cigarette and returned the lighter to the little Ai Shen, coughed and said, "It's not a memory ring! It's a memory bracelet! The one I picked up at the Sun Door and the Resurrection Ring when I was playing with the trumpet!"

Tietou and the others were curious. A bunch of people squeezed beside Lin Jia’s seat and put their heads on the computer monitor to look: “No! Does he have a memory ring?”

"Damn! Don't block me? I can't see it!" Lin Jia squeezed in from the pile of heads, but saw the girl say, "You are crazy poor!? 15,000!? You might as well rob the bank!" Then he stopped saying nothing, probably giving up.

Lin Jia thought for a while and said, "What? Can't afford it? Just sell me your memory ring!"

Tie Jieyu and the others were excited when they saw it, and they all shouted: "Yes! Yes! Buy his memory ring! We can't make up for it if the money is not enough!"

The guy replied: "No less than 100,000 yuan, and it's not even a single one that's sold!"

"It's an exaggeration of 100,000! How about 30,000?" Lin Jia typing and bargaining with others with a stern face. However, the price offered by Lin Jia is not considered a profiteer. Even if the effect of the memory suit is exposed now, it can be considered a high price.

"Get out! I don't sell it if I wear it as a 1-3 moral ring!" The guy who was so angry that Lin Jia yelled.

After tsk a few times, everyone regretted that they could not fool his memory ring. Lin Jia sneered, if you don’t sell it, I won’t sell it. If you don’t sell it, I won’t sell it. Now these two things are not explosive at all. Although bracelets are more than rings, people with bracelets want to keep them and match them with rings at that time, how can they sell it? They simply make it impossible for you to make up, and no one has lost it!

Although the memory set has not really played a terrifying role in Lin Jia and his servers, other servers have long been arguing about the role of the memory set, and only fools will let others gather the memory set!

Seeing that there was no chance, Lin Jia got off the account and logged in to his mage, and called him to fly into the depths of Chiyue. He saw that the boss was about to be refreshed, so he could deal with the people who grabbed the boss. Now Chiyue is not as rare as before. Since the players began to penetrate the two demon caves of Chiyue, basically there will always be a group of people trying their luck every time the boss is refreshed. If you don’t fight, you won’t think about it. At least you have a thought.

It took Lin Jia and the others almost half an hour to gather at the choice point one after another. After changing equipment from the White Sect Warriors to buy enough potions, they slowly went to the secret valley road. Lin Jia and the others' opinion was to hit the Red Moon Demon's Demon's Cave first. Although everyone thought that the Red Moon Demon was harder to kill than the two-headed brothers, in fact, as long as they mastered the skills, the Red Moon Demon's Cave was much safer than the demon altar. The relative terrain and the required skills were simpler. Lin Jia believed that if no one robbed monsters and caused trouble, it was very likely that they would go to the altar after they beat the old demon and the two-headed brothers were not killed.

When I ran to the demon cave, I saw a group of players guarding the door of the demon cave and blocking people from entering. After a little look, I found that it was still the Supreme Treasure and the others! Is it a pest ring that tasted the sweetness?
Chapter completed!