The scroll has lost its spirituality, but no matter what, it's still the infamous Evil Ghost Map.
Take it and exchange it for money.
Wouldn't that achieve financial freedom?
But where should this thing be sold?
Su Zheng didn't know.
So he quietly left the construction site, fearing that he would be discovered by the foreman and then fired and eaten.
After all, he really didn't have the ability to resist now.
He hobbled to the place under the bridge he had been to before to find Old Huang.
After all, Old Huang was the only person he knew.
Old Huang saw Su Zheng coming and noticed that his leg was swollen, so he suggested taking him to the hospital for a check-up first.
But Su Zheng didn't have the mood for that; leaving this world was more important.
If he could leave.
Wouldn't this small injury heal in no time?
He asked Old Huang where he could sell his treasure.
Old Huang didn't expect Su Zheng to actually have an antique.
