The stall owner nodded.

"Hurry up and put it away...Damn, I have a cleanliness obsession, I dislike it."

Tang Luo was a little disgusting, why did he have all kinds of things?

"Actually, people are dead, where can they be dirty... and for many years, if you don't like this shape, there are also blood jade cicadas."

The stall owner said again.

Hearing this, Tang Luo frowned when he thought of his blood jade cicada. Could it be that?

Think about it, it probably isn't.

Seeing that Tang Luo was not interested, the stall owner stuffed the jade away: "But don't say it, someone has asked about the blood jade recently... But I didn't look for these small objects, but said it was bigger."

"oh?"

Tang Luo's eyes lit up. Is there any?

"But this thing is so big, people are tall, short, fat, thin, but their butts are similar, right? No matter how big they are, they can't be stuffed into the size of a fist, right? It's impossible, even the foreigners can't fit in."

After the stall owner finished speaking, he smiled badly again.
Chapter completed!