Chapter 153 Debris in the sinkhole

Lu Junbao's heart moved, and he couldn't help but stand up and walk over, waving and asking: "Children, can we chat?"

Several teenagers emerged from the scrap pile. The boy wearing a Sun Wukong mask asked: "What are you doing?"

Lu Junbao smiled, turned around and waved to Bao'er: "Bao'er, where are your snacks?"

Baoer came over with a bag of chocolates, leaving only one piece he had just eaten, and then handed the rest to Lu Junbao. A feast of passionate pictures

"Let's chat, come on, let me treat you to some chocolate, come on, come on, take a few pieces each!" Lu Junbao gave a few pieces to each of the four teenagers, and then asked: "This mask of yours is very nice, where did you buy it?

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"I bought it in the town. When I went to the market, the balloon sellers on the street had faces, including monsters, gods, and bodhisattvas. They cost one dollar each!"

"Oh, really?" Lu Junbao took the mask handed over by the boy and looked at it while chatting, "Does the chocolate taste good?"

“It’s delicious, so sweet and fragrant. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious!”

Several teenagers were talking while eating chocolate. Bao'er's chocolate was imported and tasted really good.

Lu Junbao finally took the wooden mask and asked, "This mask is very special. Is this a monster?"

The boy holding the mask shook his head and said: "I don't know what kind of person it is, and I didn't buy this. I tripped over a stone when I was playing in the back mountain last year. I moved the stone away."

Then I discovered this face shell. It was very light and looked like it was made of dry wood, but it couldn’t be ignited and I didn’t know what it was made of!”

"Back mountain?"

Lu Junbao started thinking again. Hou Junji's manuscript notes once mentioned that he got three items from the place where the fireball landed in the back mountain. However, when he left, he lost the mask and only got armor and gloves. And this wooden mask,

The young man said that he picked it up while playing in the back mountain. Could this be the mask that Hou Junji lost?

If it is, it's a big win, but he can't be sure, but Lu Junbao guesses that it is most likely the mask that Hou Junji lost, because he can't see through the material of the mask, and the pair of gloves can't detect what it is.

Materials can only be classified as magical alien high-tech items.

However, Lu Junbao looked over it for a while, but he didn't find anything unusual. He couldn't detect it with spiritual energy, at least he didn't find any strange abilities.

After pondering for a while, Lu Junbao took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, and then said to the four teenagers: "Little brother, can you sell these masks to me? It's very interesting. If you sell them, I will give them to each of them."

Give me a hundred dollars!"

"Sell, sell, why not sell it for a hundred yuan!"

The four teenagers are not stupid, and they like toys, but they don’t have enough money to buy them. The adults don’t buy the toys they want. But now Lu Junbao actually gives 100 yuan to buy them. 100 yuan can buy a hundred of them.

, you would be a fool not to sell it!

Lu Junbao smiled and gave each of them 100 yuan, and spent 400 yuan to buy four masks. Bao'er and Li Zhen also came over to look at them. Except for the thickness of the wood, the other three masks were as thin as paper.
Chapter completed!