"… "
At that moment, the smile on Chen Tingyan's face froze, and he even took a long time to react: "... What?"
There was silence all around.
Everyone couldn't believe their ears: Oh my god! Isn't this a "hero saving a beautiful girl"? Why didn't the female cultivator appreciate it in the blink of an eye
Of course, the most important thing is...
More than ten thousand Xuanyu, can this female cultivator in front of me take it out
Even Xing Wu, who had previously ignored Jianchou, couldn't help but look at Jianchou straight in the eye: This... he doesn't look like a rich person, does he
Only the short shopkeeper had his heart hanging high. After Jianchou finally spoke, he was not surprised at all. Instead, he felt a sense of relief.
Yes, the short shopkeeper felt relieved again.
The nonchalant attitude that Jianchou had shown when selecting magic weapons and checking elixirs could not escape his experienced eyes.
Both Xing Wu and Chen Tingyan were fighting for this magical weapon.
God knows, this female cultivator in front of me might be the “pig” that eats the tiger behind the scenes!
"Girl, what do you mean..."
The short shopkeeper suppressed the joy in his eyes and spoke in a fake tone.
Jianchou didn't care about Chen Tingyan's expression, and naturally she wouldn't pay attention to Xing Wu, whom she had never met before. She just smiled at the short shopkeeper and said, "Everything should be based on first come first served. The shopkeeper is entertaining me now, and I was the first one to see this black sword and ask the price today. I wonder if I can have a word with you for a moment?"
The short shopkeeper's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Let me say this to you for a moment. These five words always have a deep meaning.
He couldn't help but look upstairs, as if looking for a place.
Xing Wu couldn't help himself, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "In public, buying and selling at clear prices, do you have something shameful to show? Do you need me to talk to you?!"
Jianchou suspected that this man had something wrong with his brain.
She has always been gentle to others. She would not offend others unless they offended her. Apart from the unexpectedly arrogant Gu Qingmei and those from the Jianzhu Sect, she has never met such unreasonable people.
"Disgraceful? Not really."
Jianchou laughed with a mocking smile on his lips. He looked at Xing Wu with cold eyes, but his voice was still gentle, like drizzle.
"I was afraid of scaring you."
"… you!"
For a moment, I didn't know what to say in rebuttal.
In Xing Wu's opinion, Jianchou's words were really too arrogant!
Seeing the changing expression on his face, Jianchou remained calm and turned back to look at the short shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper?"
"Oh, oh, can you please excuse me for a moment?"
The short shopkeeper was still immersed in the words "scare you", and when he heard Chou's reminder, he waved his hand and said, "There are too many people here, please go to the second floor to talk."
“Bang—”
The moment he waved his hand, countless black air spread above the second floor, and then a wooden staircase suddenly rotated down from above and landed just in front of Jianchou's footsteps.
The methods of the cultivators were mysterious and unpredictable, and Jianchou had already gotten used to them. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't care much.
She nodded to the shopkeeper and went up the stairs first.
The short shopkeeper fell behind and turned to bow to Chen Tingyan and Xing Wu. "This girl has something to talk about. If you two are still interested in this sword, why don't you wait for a while? You can also choose other magic weapons in our store. You don't have to be disappointed. Excuse me, both of you."
After saying that, the shopkeeper followed Jianchou up the stairs.
On the first floor of Pinzi Building, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: What kind of development is this
"What's going on?"
"What on earth are they trying to do by borrowing a step to talk?"
"Do you know this female cultivator?"
"What's the origin of this?"
"Why do I feel like he might be some big shot, or at least a second-generation rich kid with a powerful influence?"
…
Everyone discussed it, but no one could come to any conclusion.
"Humph, you're just being mysterious!"
Xing Wu gnashed his teeth in hatred. He was about to turn around to look for the black sword and take a closer look, but he only saw an empty wall.
He opened his eyes wide, stunned.
After thinking about it carefully, Xing Wu remembered: when Jianchou went upstairs, he actually took the black sword away with him!
"Damn..."
Everything was planned to go smoothly, but who could have imagined such a mess would occur in the middle
Xing Wu was so angry that he even looked at Chen Tingyan with a unfriendly look.
However, at this moment, the two people, including all the people around them, tacitly did not leave, but stayed on the first floor. They seemed to be shopping, but in fact they were waiting for the result of the person upstairs who wanted to "talk to me for a moment".
It's really exciting. What exactly does it mean to be "afraid of scaring you"
Second floor.
Pinzi Building is an extremely unique place in the whole Shanhai City. Each floor here represents a level. Just as the shopkeeper said below, the first floor only has things for cultivators with Golden Body and below, but it is different when you go up.
When Jianchou and the short shopkeeper went up the stairs, the stairs automatically swung behind them and disappeared.
There were not many people on the second floor. Most of them were leaning on the railing, looking at Jianchou with some curiosity.
Standing at the corner was an octogenarian with gray hair, but still in good spirits.
He should have known what was going on below, and looked at Jianchou with great interest.
At that moment, Jianchou happened to look over there.
The two men looked at each other. The old man looked normal, but Jianchou was startled!
A powerful monk!
The pressure was terrifying.
She could immediately feel the opponent's strength without even fighting. If the old man had no ill intentions at all, she would have had difficulty breathing.
"Mr. Ni."
When the short shopkeeper saw the old man, he hurried forward and bowed in greeting.
Jianchou didn't move and just watched from behind.
Old Ni's gaze lingered on Jianchou for a moment. Apart from the fact that the soul bead was too small, he could not see anything else strange.
He was puzzled, but pretended to be idle, and said to the short shopkeeper: "I have nothing to do, you just go about your business."
"Then I won't bother Mr. Ni anymore."
The short shopkeeper bowed again and then led Jianchou to the other end.
There are many rooms on the second floor, so it seems a bit crowded. Some doors are closed, some are ajar, and some are wide open, but empty inside.
There are many treasure chests placed inside and outside the room, containing many "rare items".
As soon as Jianchou took a look, he could feel that both the magic weapon and the elixir were definitely much better than the ones below.
However, her interest at the moment was not in these things.
“Squeak.”
The short shopkeeper opened a door in front of him, invited Jianchou to go in, and then closed the door again.
"There is no one here, and there is a formation in place, so no one can hear. If you have something to say, you can just tell me."
Jianchou didn't say anything for the time being, but asked in confusion: "Who is that person outside?"
When the short shopkeeper heard this, he became suspicious, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal: "It's not your fault that you don't know him. Although Old Ni is also a great judge and has been by the side of Emperor Song for many years, he has always been elusive. If it weren't for the axe incident this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't still be in the City of the Dead."
If I felt a chill in my heart when I saw the old man just now, now I felt chilled to the bone.
Jianchou never expected that the short shopkeeper's words, written so casually, would have such an earth-shattering effect!
Another great judge!
Previously, the Jieyin Division already had Cui Jue, the chief judge beside King Qin Guang, who had used the ghost axe to reversely detect her location, but fortunately she avoided it. Now, they have found another chief judge, Ni Lao, who is beside Emperor Song, and he is still here for the axe.
matter…
It might be more serious than she thought.
In just a flash of thought, Jianchou began to doubt whether he could successfully get the Ghost Axe back: he was surrounded by so many tigers and faced so many dangers that he might even lose his life.
Fortunately, the other party did not notice anything abnormal about him.
There are eight Yama Kings in the underworld, King Qin Guang is the first and Emperor Song is the third.
It's surprising that an axe can attract so much attention.
Jianchou smiled bitterly in his heart, but was smart enough not to show it on his face.
She didn't ask any further questions, but just said, "I heard from the shopkeeper before that your building also accepts things?"
It turns out that she was here to sell things
The short shopkeeper suddenly felt speechless. After all this fuss, do you think you have no money
He almost wanted to walk away, but at that moment Jianchou's words to Xing Wu, "I'm afraid of scaring you," emerged in his mind again, and then he remembered the price of the black sword.
Selling things is not as high a price as buying things. What kind of thing should be worth ten thousand Xuanyu
It has to be at least at the same level as the things on the second floor, or even higher!
Good boy…
I'm afraid he is really a big money sponsor.
The short shopkeeper had a thousand thoughts in his mind, and immediately put on a smile: "Of course I will accept the things. We at Pinzilou always sell the things according to the actual price, so you won't suffer any loss. However, the more precious the things are, the harder it is to set a price. Relatively speaking, they may be sold at a sky-high price. Well, I wonder what do you have here?"
"I do have a lot of stuff, but I don't know if you will accept the materials for refining weapons?"
Jianchou hesitated for a moment, but still asked first.
"Material?"
The short shopkeeper immediately showed a look of disappointment.
"The Wind Swallowing Stone has been getting less valuable in recent years, while other rare materials are extremely hard to come by. However, we still collect them."
As he spoke, the short shopkeeper took out a small lacquer tray from his sleeve. It looked very worn out, about a foot long and wide, and placed it on the square table with withered flowers in the room.
"Please put the things in the lacquer tray, young lady."
This is just like the antique business on an isolated island in the human world. You have to put the item on the table before another person can take it over. Otherwise, it’s hard to tell in whose hands the item was damaged.
Jianchou was aware of this, but looking at the lacquer tray that was about a foot long, she felt a little embarrassed.
"On this paint tray?"
"Yes, it's okay. Please don't worry. This lacquer plate may look broken, but it is the treasure of my shop. All transactions must be processed through this plate."
The shopkeeper was a little proud, thinking that Jianchou thought the plate was too broken, so he started to explain.
But Jianchou is not because of this reason.
She glanced at the lacquer tray and heard the shopkeeper say that it was the treasure of the store and all transactions were made through it. Immediately, she stopped asking for a new lacquer tray.
She reminded him, “Then I’ll put it on.”
"please."
The short shopkeeper was finally getting a little excited. What on earth could be worth ten thousand black jades
His eyes were shining as he sat at the table, staring at Jianchou.
Jianchou's things were all in the Qiankun bag. After Wu Zhongxian reminded her, she had already put the Qiankun bag into her sleeve.
The Qiankun bag had the mark of Yashan and could not be seen by the short shopkeeper, so Jianchou raised his hand and opened the Qiankun bag directly with his mind. After a brief screening, he threw all the things out at once.
“Boom—”
There was a huge noise, as if the whole building was about to collapse.
The short shopkeeper sitting at the table was startled. When he looked carefully, he found a horrible black tide in front of him!
It was as if a small mountain fell from Jianchou's wide sleeves!
Before he could even scream, the torrent of "junk" had already rolled forward and completely submerged him!
Crash, crash…
Countless things fell from Jianchou's sleeves like a waterfall.
The tattered lacquer tray had long been pressed underneath and disappeared without a trace, and even the short shopkeeper himself had disappeared!
All I could see was a pile of scrap copper, iron, waste stone and jade...
A pointed hill just appeared on the ground.
Jianchou was shocked when he saw it himself: "There are... there are so many?"
Usually, I only know that Xiao Diao picks up scraps and throws them into her storage bag. She never cleans them up, and it seems that she is done with it after she has picked them up.
I just felt it hitting things here and there with a hammer and a stick, and I didn't realize how much I had picked up.
Can…
But when they piled up, Jianchou was completely ashamed: She...had underestimated Xiao Diao...
Then, Jianchou had to face a serious problem -
Where is the shopkeeper
"The shopkeeper? The shopkeeper?"
Jianchou looked around, but there was no one there.
She couldn't help but frowned and took a step forward, then she heard a scream: "Ouch!!!"
"Shopkeeper!"
Jianchou was startled and quickly took a step back, only to find that he had stepped on a white hand that stretched out a "hill". Who else could it be but the shopkeeper
“Crash!”
On the hill, which was about one person high, countless pieces of debris were scattered around.
The short shopkeeper's head with golden stars emerged from the pile of rubbish. His plump white face was covered with bruises, and there were some strange things hanging on his head, face, and ears.
His eyes were red as he glared at Jianchou, extremely angry: "This is too much! Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
"… "
But I didn’t expect there were so many.
Jianchou was unable to defend himself, so he could only smile bitterly and apologize, "I was inconsiderate..."
"Lack? Is this just a lack? Look at me, you-look..."
The short shopkeeper stretched out his hand and was about to point his finger at his nose so that Jianchou could take a good look at what he looked like.
But the moment he raised his hand and pointed at himself, he also saw the "rag" hanging on his wrist.
Straight.
The short shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened.
He stared blankly at the piece of rag. It was black and he didn't know what it was stained with, but the crystal dots on it could not escape his eyes!
Bang, bang, bang…
He could hear his heartbeat suddenly speeding up, and he didn't even dare to move his hands.
"Snow lotus root shreds, it turned out to be the legendary snow lotus root shreds! Oh my God!!!"
Jianchou wanted to pull him up, but before he could reach out his hand, he was frightened by his sudden loud shout.
Before Jianchou could react, a series of screams came out of the short shopkeeper's mouth completely uncontrollably -
A rotten bead fell from above his head.
"My Lord! It's Dan Gui Zhu!"
A piece of broken jade came out of his mouth.
"Gold, gold ink Kunyu..."
There was a half branch stuck in the lapel.
"Three branches, oh my Lord the King of Hell!"
…
The short shopkeeper had fallen into a state of complete madness.
His eyes were shining as he judged every piece of "junk" around him with extraordinary accuracy, and each piece amazed him.
Can you imagine the feeling of being buried under mountains of gold and silver
If you pick up a handful with your left hand, it’s silver; if you pick up a handful with your right hand, it’s gold!
They are all good things!
"Am I dreaming..."
The short shopkeeper could hardly believe it.
Jianchou stood aside, watching the short shopkeeper climbing up and down on this dilapidated mountain. After watching for a while, he felt a little frightened and didn't know whether he should remind him or not.
Hearing that the short shopkeeper seemed to be overstimulated and had become a little dazed, she finally coughed and said awkwardly: "Shopkeeper..."
The short shopkeeper turned around in a daze.
Jianchou stretched out his finger and pointed at the area below him—
Among the entire black hill, those most numerous black parts, that is, they, make up most of the entire hill.
"Among other things, look at these?"
this…
some
The short shopkeeper was having a great time searching for treasure in the mountains, and Jianchou's sudden words left him unable to react.
However, Jianchou's gesture was very clear.
So, the short shopkeeper lowered his head as Jianchou pointed, and all he saw was darkness, just like what he had seen before, nothing special.
Well…
etc.
So, what are those honeycomb-like holes
"… "
The mouth that had been closed finally opened uncontrollably and slowly opened wider and wider, reaching an extreme at this moment!
Depend on!
All of his grandfather the King of Hell’s things are actually Wind-Swallowing Stones!
And its quality is in no way inferior to that sword!
Silence.
It was extremely quiet.
The short shopkeeper kept his mouth wide open, looking at Jianchou like a ghost, oh no, like a god.
The feeling of sadness at this glance is hard to describe.
Then, the short shopkeeper did not hesitate, turned his head suddenly, and yelled at the outside with a hoarse voice like a pig being slaughtered: "Someone come!!!"
"boom!"
The moment the short shopkeeper finished speaking, the two tightly closed doors were blown open by the strong wind!
All Jianchou saw before his eyes were countless black shadows, coming from all directions of the second floor, and all of them poured into the room at this moment.
The originally small room was suddenly filled with people, or rather, ghost cultivators!
There were people shoulder to shoulder and crowds of people.
"The shopkeeper?"
"What's wrong?"
"Who do you want to kill? Just say it!"
"Who? Who wants to steal something?!"
…
This group of ghost cultivators that came was extremely strange, but they seemed to have no idea what was going on. They just felt that the short shopkeeper was screaming as miserably as a pig being slaughtered, and something must have happened.
Ke Lian Jianchou looked around and could not find the short shopkeeper. Instead, there were countless ghost cultivators staring at this stranger, looking as if they were about to take action.
The short shopkeeper was drowned in the crowd and was so angry that his liver hurt. "Useless! A bunch of useless! I didn't ask you to come and arrest people, so quickly take these things to be inspected. I want to know their grade now, right now, right now!!!"
"ah?"
Countless people were dumbfounded, and when they lowered their heads, they realized that they were stepping on countless things...
At that moment, a new round of screams of terror almost blew off the entire roof;
At that moment, the short shopkeeper was trampled underfoot by his ruthless subordinates;
At that moment, Jianchou's mouth twitched uncontrollably: Next time, I must find out how much the little mink picked up before I can resell its scraps...
…
The entire second floor was in chaos.
Downstairs, there was no sound at all, it was completely calm.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was almost noon.
Some people left because they were tired of waiting, while others stayed there, and some new customers came in and were choosing things...
Xing Wu didn't leave, and Chen Tingyan didn't leave either.
One is determined to get the Black Sword, and the other is a little obsessed with Jianchou.
Jianchou took the black sword away and went upstairs with the short shopkeeper, but did not come down quickly. This only proved that she did give something very surprising or very embarrassing.
Otherwise, how could you stay for so long
No matter which possibility it is, it is not good news for Xing Wu;
Even for Chen Tingyan, it is not the case: a weak woman in trouble is naturally easier to be taken advantage of than a strong girl with a good background.
He never expected that the Jianchou he saw today would be so different from the ones he saw in the past.
Whether looking at her facial expressions and movements, or her posture and bearing, she was undoubtedly the same Jianchou as before, but in a certain extremely indescribable "spirit", there was a subtle difference.
This difference can be seen from what she said in response to Xing Wu.
What on earth did this Miss Jianchou from Marquis Xie's mansion go through during this period of time that he was not aware of to become what she is now
Once curiosity arises, it can no longer be suppressed.
Chen Tingyan habitually began to chew on the fan, once, twice, three times -
“It’s coming down!”
Suddenly someone downstairs exclaimed.
Therefore, Chen Tingyan's fan was only bitten on the third time.
He startled and looked up.
Sure enough, a wide wooden staircase quickly extended down from the mist above, and two figures appeared above one after another.
Walking a little further back was Jianchou, whom they had been thinking about. She was still holding the simple black sword in her hand.
The person walking diagonally in front was the short shopkeeper of the Pinzi Building, the one who had just asked Jianchou to "borrow a step to talk".
Jianchou walked steadily, and although her expression was a little strange, it was difficult for everyone to guess what she was thinking, so they just thought she was fine.
But when they saw the short shopkeeper's situation clearly, their hearts and livers couldn't help but twitch.
The short shopkeeper, who had previously looked shrewd and sophisticated, now had a dreamy expression on his face. He walked up the stairs unsteadily, his steps unsteady.
It didn't look like he was walking down at all, it was more like he was floating down!
Everyone was dumbfounded.
this…
A person changes so much before and after...
What an inhumane torture he must have suffered!