Suddenly enlightened, Chu Qing returned to the Treasure Pavilion and carefully took out the scroll. He was very happy to see the light emanating from the scroll.
"Scroll, scroll, you will soon be completely mine."
Unknowingly, Chu Qing seemed to have been completely attracted by the scroll, and his mind was fascinated, but he himself had no idea at all. He held the scroll and looked at it again and again, and fumbled with it again and again.
Huaiyu had been waiting outside, but Chu Qing didn't come out for a long time, so he frowned.
"Master." He shouted softly: "It's almost time."
Chu Qing suddenly pulled his mind out of the scroll. In just a short moment, his mind was completely attracted by the scroll. He didn't remember what he saw, but he only remembered that he wanted to become one with the scroll.
It seems that this thing can absorb people's souls and cause hallucinations. Is this good or bad? Chu Qing rubbed his head and looked at the scroll without daring to reach out.
"Are you good or bad?" He muttered, wrapped the scroll in silk satin and strode out.
"Huaiyu, this thing is very evil." He told him everything that had just happened, and Huaiyu frowned.
When the words reached his lips, Huaiyu took them back. He originally wanted to persuade Chu Qing to give up the scroll.
"This is a symbol of great power. If it is really not a good thing, then it would be unavoidable to give up. When the time comes, it will not be worth it if it really causes bloodshed within the family because of this thing."
Huaiyu thought clearly, Chu Qing nodded and agreed.
After all, Chu Qing is not a person who will lose his mind because of so-called treasures, and he doesn't care about these so-called treasures.
Chu Qing, suddenly enlightened, laughed loudly. He took the scroll and went straight to the mercenary camp.
"How are you doing?"
The thief who was tied to the pillar opened his eyes dimly, and when he saw Chu Qing walking leisurely towards him, he smiled widely, full of ridicule.
His eyes suddenly widened, thinking that Chu Qing was holding something in his arms. He greedily focused on it, trying hard to break free from his bonds and step forward to touch the scroll.
"Want this?"
Chu Qing saw the thief's appearance clearly. He raised the scroll in front of the thief and made a seductive gesture. "Are you very nervous about having this thing in my hands? Do you want it?"
"Chu Qing."
The thief looked at Chu Qing with gritted teeth. Since he dared to snatch the scroll, it showed that he was not a simple person. How could he lose his composure because of these few words.
"Even if I want this thing now, isn't it still in your hands? If I want to kill or chop you, please hurry up and don't waste time like a woman."
Blood flowed from the thief's mouth and he looked so miserable. Chu Qing covered her nose with her hands and looked disgusted.
"Tell me how to make a contract with the Elder Scrolls."
"Oh?" The thief raised his eyebrows. He really didn't expect that Chu Qing was looking for him.
"What? Aren't you the head of the family? Aren't you very powerful? Why do you ask me to help you?" His words were full of ridicule, but he did not say that he would not help.
"You help me, and I'll give you what you want, except of course this scroll."
The dungeon was gloomy, and Chu Qing didn't want to waste time. "Actually, I have to help you even if you don't want to. You are in my hands. If you don't help me, I will kill you right away."
It is not up to the thief to decide whether to help or not. He has no control over his own life now. With a quick turn of his eyes, a plan appeared in his head.
"Chu Qing, Chu Qing, do you really think of yourself as a character?" He spat at Chu Qing.
He said with a sarcastic tone: "Who do you think you are? Didn't you just use some tricks to get this scroll? Do you think grandpa can really conquer you?"