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At the stairs, the sandalwood tree demon pricked up its ears, and the more it listened, the more it felt something was wrong.

The cypress demon came over at some point and said, "Are they here to look for Xiaoye Red Sandalwood? Old Tan, if I remember correctly, you are..."

The sandalwood tree demon looked horrified.

The Willow Tree Demon stared at the Sandalwood Tree Demon's old face again and again: "So you are such a precious tree species. You can sell for a lot of money, right? Bai Chengfeng is not here just to take you, right?"

The apricot tree demon covered his face and sighed, "Okay, now I won't make beads anymore, I'll just make furniture directly, a mahogany sofa!"

"You are such a jerk, Bai Chengfeng. I, Old Tan, will never let you go!"

The sandalwood tree demon was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush out to fight, but was stopped by the peach tree demon: "Don't be impulsive, wait and see what happens. The immortal is here, and he will never sell you out easily. If it really doesn't work, you still have us old friends, what are you afraid of?"

The sandalwood tree demon was so moved that her eyes turned red: "Tao, you are so nice. You are beautiful and kind."

The peach tree demon smiled sweetly: "I mainly think that you are a thousand-year-old red sandalwood tree after all. One hundred thousand yuan is too cheap to sell you. It must be several hundred or tens of millions. When you need to negotiate the price later, I will definitely help you."

Tan tree demon: "!!!"

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Considering the rarity of the materials, Ye Liangmu was originally prepared to refuse this matter.

Coincidentally, at this time, I heard that a batch of old red sandalwood materials appeared on the market.

Other wood is old and may show signs of weathering and decay.

But the red sandalwood tree species is special. Even the wood that was cut down decades ago can be as bright and shiny as new after some polishing. It does not need to be painted and can still be smooth and oily.

So Ye Liangmu went to the raw material market in person with his friends.

As expected, they found the batch of rosewood, and it was top-quality old material, at least a thousand years old.

Unfortunately, the quantity is still small, so I can only make one set of mahogany sofas, and cannot complete a complete set of furniture.

Although my friend felt a little disappointed, he still decided to order a sofa set first and leave the rest of the furniture for later. After all, good wood is hard to come by.

Strangely enough, when his hands touched the wood, some strange images inexplicably flashed through his mind, making him feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

Afterwards, he didn't think much about it and asked his men to make a set of mahogany sofas according to the customer's requirements.

Rosewood is indeed extraordinary. The wood is as hard as iron, and its color is rosy and shiny. It is indeed a good thing.

Ye Liangmu liked the beads, so he used the leftover scraps from furniture making to polish 108 beads, strung them into a rosary, and played with them often.

It was also from this day that he began to have strange dreams frequently.

At first, he dreamed of a tree and himself standing under it.

Later he dreamed that the tree could actually speak. One time, the tree even grew out of the soil and ran after him.

As he chased after the other party, he handed him a bag of food. When he opened it, he found a large piece of meat.

In the dream, he seemed very hungry and couldn't wait to hold it and chew it. However, it was so hard in his mouth that his teeth almost broke.

Looking again, it was not meat at all, it was clearly stone!

He had this dream for a month or so, and he finally felt something was wrong.

He consulted several masters, and one of them hit him with willow branches, saying that he wanted to draw the ghost out of his body. However, he was left with wounds all over, and it didn't work.

Some people also sold him a bunch of Buddha statues.

There was also a master who said that the Feng Shui of his bedroom was not right, so he asked him to demolish the bathroom and turn it into a bedroom, and then turn the bedroom into a bathroom...

No matter how he struggled, that dream always followed him every night, and that tree kept chasing him in his dreams.

Lao Tan was eavesdropping at the stairs and became angrier and angrier the more he listened.

But those tree demons are still adding fuel to the fire:

"It's so valuable, why bother working so hard? If you're short of money, just cut off some branches and make beads out of them. That will be enough for you to eat for a few months."

"It's such a waste to make beads, it's better to make furniture!"

"You guys are such idiots. How can you joke with Lao Tan like this? What if Lao Tan takes it seriously? What if he really cuts himself bald?"

"Shut up, all of you!" The sandalwood tree demon was very angry, angrier than ever before!

In the living room, Ye Liangmu took out a string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads from his bag.

"Ms. Sang, can you help me see if it has anything to do with the red sandalwood beads?"

The beads were shiny and delicate all over, and at first glance they had the texture of glass and did not look like they were made of wood at all.

Before Sang Feiwan could take a closer look, a hand suddenly reached out from nowhere and snatched the rosary away.

The already dark face of the sandalwood tree demon became even darker at this moment. He snatched the beads and trembled with anger:

"You, you actually dared to pick beads on my kind, I...I..."

He was so angry that every strand of his white hair stood up and was about to mutate.

Sang Feiwan shouted, "Old Tan, calm down!"

At the same time, a stream of spiritual power suddenly popped out and landed on the sandalwood tree demon, suppressing his demonic energy that was about to run wild.

The sandalwood tree demon immediately flattered his face and said angrily: "It's intolerable, but the tree can't be tolerated! Great Immortal, don't stop me, I must teach him a lesson today!"

Ye Liangmu was frightened by the sudden appearance of the old man, but he did not realize what the problem was.

He quietly asked Bai Chengfeng: "Who is this old man? Why is he so fierce? It's as if I'm the enemy who killed his father."

Bai Chengfeng only knew that the Sandalwood Tree Demon was a tree demon, but he didn't know what specific species it was.

When I heard what the sandalwood tree demon said just now, I was suddenly shocked: His name is Lao Tan, could it be the Tan in small-leaf red sandalwood?

"Old Tan, go sit aside."

"But I..."

"Old Tan, sit down and talk."

Even if the sandalwood tree demon was furious, he didn't dare to act rashly as Sang Feiwan was beside him. He could only sit aside feeling aggrieved and glare at Ye Liangmu fiercely - if eyes could kill, Ye Liangmu would have died no less than tens of millions of times by now.

Sang Feiwan took the red sandalwood beads from Lao Tan, looked at them, and returned them to Ye Liangmu.

"There's nothing wrong with the bracelet, and there's nothing wrong with the wood."

"Isn't it because of some evil spirit?" Ye Liangmu was a little surprised. "Then why did I have such a dream?"

Sang Feiwan said: "It's just your personal inner demon. I can help you calm down and you won't have such a dream again. Believe me, close your eyes and lean on the sofa to sleep for a while."

"But I'm very energetic now and can't sleep." Ye Liangmu smiled bitterly.

"Go to sleep. Close your eyes and you will fall asleep."

When Sang Feiwan said this, no one knew why, but the person who was saying he couldn't sleep the previous second, fell onto the sofa and fell into a deep sleep the next second.

Bai Chengfeng pushed him several times, but he didn't respond.

"Don't worry, he just fell asleep and will wake up in half an hour."

Sang Feiwan suddenly changed the subject and asked the Tan Tree Demon, "Why are you afraid of the beads?"

Speaking of this, the memories of the sandalwood tree demon that had been buried for many years came to mind.