When the shopkeeper heard this, he remained calm, but he stopped writing and raised his eyes to look at the guest. He was in his forties or fifties, with a short beard. Although he was not tall, he had a straight body. The pottery on the cabinet shelf He kept playing with the pot in his hand. His hands were not big, but the valuable clay pot was very stable in his hand. One look at this man, he looked very human.
The shopkeeper did not lower his guard because the guest told the secret code. The shopkeeper put down the pen in his hand, walked sideways out of the counter, walked to the visitor, and squeezed out a smile: "Your Majesty, you have good taste, this jar is... It's something from the previous dynasty, I think back then..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the guest stop playing with his hands, looked slightly sideways, met his own smile, and said again: "Driving the horses to the north of Yanmen, the horses are mourning by the north wind."
I don’t know whether it was the coldness in the smiling eyes of the guest that made the shopkeeper feel cold from the bottom of his heart, or whether it was the magic in the eyes of the customer. The shopkeeper’s eyes suddenly became dull and he murmured: "Who can’t be proud of this, Chang Sword?" Go home alone."
"I'm just telling you, if a store like this is opened in such a secluded place, there will be no customers. There is simply no silver here."
The guest laughed so loudly that the whole courtyard of "Tonggu Xuan" could hear it. Strangely, the shopkeeper next to him also laughed with the guest.
Although there were not many pedestrians in this secluded alley, as the laughter became louder and louder, it gradually attracted the few people passing by. They couldn't help but slow down and wanted to go into the store to find out what kind of happy event caused this. laughter.
But when a few passers-by were approaching, a man came out from the side door of Tonggu Xuan. He walked towards them with a smile and said, "Everyone, my boss is happy today and I have disturbed a few of you."
As he spoke, he reached into his arms, took out some scattered silver coins, and stuffed them into the hands of several people.
The people passing by wanted to watch the excitement, but they didn't expect to get some broken silver. They immediately beamed with joy. One of them, a young man dressed as a scholar, smiled and declined: "How can we accept it with peace of mind? Otherwise, we A few people went in to express their congratulations to the owner, which was considered a sign of goodwill among the neighbors."
The people in Yanbei are all simple people. When they heard the scholar next to them speak like this, they immediately agreed: "The scholar is right, brother, we are not just after this money. You take it back, and we will go in and say congratulations to our boss." Just leave."
After saying that, they all handed back the money in their hands to the visitor, and prepared to enter the pavilion to congratulate. However, as soon as they started to move, they were blocked by the visitor. This person still stopped him with a smile: "Everyone, today's joy cannot be overstated. To the outside world, I hope that all my neighbors will take care of me. After some time, the proprietor will come to thank me."
Everyone had understood the implication of this person's words, and they guessed that it was about marrying a concubine or something that was not easy to talk to others about. They all showed a look of surprise, and immediately clasped their fists and handed over their hands, preparing to disperse.
Seeing that the people in the neighborhood were no longer bothered by Tonggu Xuan, this man laughed, and forced the money in his hands back into everyone's hands. His refusal was fruitless, so he had to accept the money, thank him and leave.
After all the neighbors left, the man lightly twirled his long beard, and his eyes no longer had the warm smile he used to treat the people in the neighborhood, and with a bit of fierceness, he shot into Tongguxuan.
In Tonggu Xuan, the guests had stopped laughing, playing with the clay pots, and pacing in the Xuan. However, they did not seem to be looking at other antiques, but seemed to be looking for something.
The shopkeeper beside him no longer laughed. His originally dark pupils had turned gray-white, like a doll that had lost its soul. He silently followed the guest and walked around the Tonggu Xuan with him.
The guest was looking at one side of Tongguxuan and seemed to have found nothing unusual. He was about to check the other side. When he turned around, his ears suddenly moved slightly, his eyes moved slightly for a moment, and the figure disappeared.
But just as his body moved for a moment, a fierce zhenqi penetrated the ancient pavilion. The zhenqi contained the supreme sword intention, which was extremely domineering. The moment he entered the pavilion, he carried the intention of killing, and faced the guests who were performing Qinggong in the pavilion. Go away with your heart.
The ancient objects in the pavilion were shaken by the sword intent. They collided with each other and made a crisp impact sound. They were about to fall off the shelves. The guest turned around without fear and let the condensed sword intent energy flow through his chest. Pass...
Having sensed that he had succeeded, the man with two long beards outside the pavilion stepped into the pavilion, but what caught his eyes was not the blood of the guests splattered all over the room, but the afterimage of his own body in front of him that was gradually disappearing.
"Remnant
Meng Gong? "When the visitor saw this method, he couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.
Before the mind could settle down, the door of Tongguxuan that was retreating behind him had suddenly closed, and the guest's sneer sounded in the hall: "Humph, I didn't expect that there could be a master like you in Yanbei City. Look, In the past few years since I came to Wang Yan, I have been able to recruit some talents.”
The man with the long beard was none other than Xu Mo, the elder of the Golden Sword Gate who was protecting Wang Heng. The two men's plan to attack and kill the patrolling troops outside Mo County failed. Under Xu Mo's instigation, they went all the way north to Yanbei City. , found the secret stronghold of the Golden Knife Sect, and wanted to recruit the Jin Knife Sect's men in Yanbei to continue to complete the tasks assigned by the sect leader.
Fei Ge sent a letter to tell the story of Gao Deng's defection back to the Golden Knife Sect. He finally felt relieved and searched Yanbei City for a long time, but could not find any clues about He Ji. He had to go back to Tonggu Xuan first to gather people. , Thinking about it in the long run, unexpectedly, not long after returning, a customer disturbed the store.
At this time, Xu Mo had long lost his previous look of contempt and his eyes were solemn. He was completely different from the arrogance he had when he rescued Wang Heng from the patrol. The moment he heard the guest's voice behind him, he turned around and made gestures with his hands. With the knife, he turned around and slashed. The flesh palm was actually a bit sharper than a real famous knife.
But as soon as he made the move, Xu Mo already regretted it. As soon as he took out the sword in his hand, the sword intention was scattered in all directions. Not to mention this small Tongguxuan, even a huge boulder of 1,000 kilograms would definitely be chopped into powder. If it's too big, it might attract the Yanbei Army.
Unexpectedly, when the sword struck out, it did not damage the room full of ancient objects. Instead, it seemed to be chopped into a blur of fog. The sword passed through the fog and dispersed, and it immediately returned to normal.
Xu Mo was shocked. He had already stepped into the realm of knowing the sky for the first time. He claimed to be among the masters in Qi Yun's martial arts world. He didn't expect that he would still fall into the illusion of "Remnant Dream Skill". He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see everything around him. The scene inside Tonggu Xuan is still there, but it seems to be covered with a layer of light mist, like the moon in the water, visible but intangible.
Unwilling to be trapped, Xu Mo used his internal strength and used the knife again. The sharp knife was stronger than before, but it was still like swinging the knife in the water, cutting open the bright moon. However, after the ripples stirred up, it returned to normal again...
If someone opens the door and enters Tonggu Xuan at this moment, the strange scene in front of them will definitely make them think they have seen a ghost. The guests are still playing with the pottery pot and walking in the Xuan. The shopkeeper of Tonggu Xuan has a long beard. The man stood opposite him, his eyes were empty and his pupils were all gray.
At this time, a young man in snow-colored clothes opened the curtain of the back hall of Tongguxuan and walked in with his head held high, his brows slightly frowned, and he seemed to complain with some dissatisfaction: "Elder Xu, I heard laughter in the front hall from the back hall. "Sound, this is not the gate. Don't attract the Yanbei Army. What happened..." Kanshu La
Before he finished speaking, all the scenery in Tonggu Xuan had fallen into the eyes of Mr. Xueyi. His eyes immediately became alert. Looking at the expressions of the shopkeeper and Xu Mo, he suddenly realized that there was something strange in it. He thought about it for a moment and suppressed his thoughts of taking action. Looking at the customers in the store, he said calmly: "Is your guest here to buy antiques?"
The guest looked at Master Xueyi, but did not answer, and shook his head slightly.
"Then we're here to look for someone." The young master's tone was a bit colder.
The guest nodded slightly and finally spoke: "Wang Yan's young master, although his martial arts skills are a bit poor, at least his brain is better."
Hearing someone mention his father's name, the young master hurriedly suppressed the anger in his heart. Since he knew his identity, he was a master of the Qiyun court or Gao Deng's subordinates. With his martial arts level, he could easily control Elder Xu and the shopkeeper. If you talk too much nonsense with yourself, you will win over everyone else.
Now that he was sure that this person was a friend rather than an enemy, Wang Heng changed his tone of respect and said, "Senior, are you here, sent by your father to help?"
The guest smiled and said, "Young Master Wang knows in his heart that I am not sent by Wang Yan, so there is no need to test him with words."
After saying this, the guest gently raised his hand, and the pottery pot in his palm flew away. It landed squarely on the shelf that he had just taken out. Even the traces of dust on the bottom of the pot were not off by even an inch.
This hand requires not only the control of the strength in the hand, but also the control of the internal force. If there is even the slightest deviation, the clay pot will definitely break.
A light flashed in Wang Heng's eyes. All the people he brought from the door had been killed in Mo County. The man in front of him could easily make Elder Xu and the shopkeeper lose their ability to resist. He was a master among masters. This man If I can use the help of this person, I will definitely be able to complete it.
What my father asked me to do.
Just when I was thinking about how to use this person's help, I saw that the guest had already raised his thumbs on both hands and spread his fingers over each other in a salute.
Seeing this gift, Wang Heng was finally relieved. Overjoyed, he stepped forward and asked, "Has the Lord's army already set off?"
The man removed his courtesy, shook his head and said: "Although Yanbei is in chaos, it has not damaged its foundation. One hundred thousand Yanbei troops are still there. Even without Wanjun, it will be even more difficult to capture Yanbei."
"Then why did the Lord send you to Yanbei?" Wang Heng asked again.
"The Lord sent me here, firstly, for the picture, and secondly... to take care of the liger." The Jin envoy slowly stated the purpose of his visit.
Wang Heng was very happy when he heard that the purpose of the Jin envoy coincided with his own desire to borrow power. But then he thought about what the Jin envoy said just now, that there were still 100,000 Yanbei troops inside and outside Yanbei City, and he became worried again. Gathering all the people from the Golden Blade Sect in Yanbei is nothing compared to the 100,000-strong army. How can they seize the map and support the ligers returning from the north?
The Jin envoy saw Wang Heng's worries in his eyes and chuckled: "Young Master Wang, just rest assured. Since I dare to boast about going to Haikou, I am sure to complete the task assigned by the Lord."
"Okay, then Wang Heng will obey your orders, and all the members of the Golden Blade Sect in Yanbei will be under your command." Wang Heng calmed down and spoke immediately.
Then he looked at the shopkeeper and Elder Xu behind Envoy Jin. Their eyes were gray and white, as if they were in a drunken dream and had never woken up. Can adults..."
"This is simple." Jin Shi turned around and flicked his sleeves towards the two people with gray eyes. A strong wind blew past the two people for a moment, and the gray eyes disappeared, revealing dark pupils.
The shopkeeper seemed to have not yet woken up from a dream. He was in a trance with a confused look on his face. Xu Mo had profound skills. The moment he escaped from the trap, his sharp eyes were directed at the envoy. He turned his palm slightly and was about to take action.
The Jin envoy sneered, not paying attention to the angry Xu Mo at all. But the more this happened, the more angry Xu Mo became. How could he, the dignified elder of the Golden Sword Sect who protects the sword, be so humiliated? How could he care about the Remnant Dream Skill? He is a well-known master on the Shenzhou Lingjue List, and he is about to attack.
"Elder Xu, wait!"
Young Master Xueyi shouted softly, interrupting Xu Mo who was already full of energy.
