Looking at Shopkeeper Kong's naive smile, Shen Mo always thought of Qian Xiaofeng's father Qian Xingji inexplicably.
Maybe it’s because they are both businessmen, but their temperaments are exactly the same!
However, decades ago, Qian Xingji and Jiyun Town were swallowed up by the Soaring Snake and Different Dragons, and the four shops and properties under Shen Mo's name, including Lingfu Hall and Wanluo Xianbing Building, were also wiped out, with huge losses. It's not that tragic.
"Shopkeeper Kong, I came here today to buy a handy sword for my senior sister. In addition, I also want to buy detailed information about the Temple of Slaughter!"
Shen Mo relied on his own strength and did not hide much.
The purpose of using a pseudonym is actually to prevent the gods from knowing their true name and using various extraordinary means to plot against him.
"All the swords and weapons in the store are here, and each one is of high quality. Girls can choose by themselves. If you need someone to introduce you, just say hello to the store clerk!" Shopkeeper Kong led the two of them to the area where weapons and armors are displayed, smiling. Said to Chen Mengze.
Then, he took Shen Mo into the next room, carefully closed the window, and then asked: "What kind of information do the Mo brothers want to inquire about the Temple of Killing? According to the different details, timeliness, and reliability of the information, , the prices are also very different!”
"Mo wants to know where to find the members of the Temple of Killing? Let's not talk about outdated and unreliable information."
"Chenghui ten taels of gold!"
Shen Mo took out a piece of gold and placed it on the table. Shopkeeper Kong then spoke with a smile: "The underground force of the Temple of Killing has existed for tens of thousands of years. Because of its treasonous purpose, let alone an evil god, even Even the righteous gods cannot tolerate them. Since ancient times, they have been surrounded and suppressed by the gods' disciples."
"This allows the members of the Killing Temple to never reveal their true identities when they go out for a walk, and their whereabouts are also extremely mysterious!"
"However, according to information recently obtained by Kong, there seems to be signs of activity among members of the Temple of Killing in the Thorn Mountains two hundred miles away from here. It is said that there are a total of a hundred people living there in the form of mountain villages..."
After the tea in the cup was finished, shopkeeper Kong finished explaining what he knew, opened the window, and left the side room with Shen Mo.
At this time, Chen Mengze had chosen a three-foot sword. The sword's blade was gleaming with cold light and its appearance was quite extraordinary. More importantly, this sword did not contain the aura of a god.
In the world of immortal cultivation, it may not even be comparable to a low-grade Xuan-level magic sword, but it is undoubtedly the best among mortal weapons, no less than General Bloodscar's Hundred-Refined Steel Sword!
Shen Mo also practiced swordsmanship. Although the Baili Steel Knife was sharp, he still felt that it was not as easy to use as a sword;
After thinking about it, he took off the steel sword from his waist and threw it directly to Shopkeeper Kong: "Look at how much gold and silver this sword is worth. I will choose another sword and calculate it together when I check out."
"okay!"
After a few breaths, Shen Mo relied on [Fayan Zhuwei] to choose a fine iron epee. It was not sharp and heavy, but the material was good and it was far stronger and more durable than ordinary swords.
With Shen Mo's body, no matter how heavy or blunt the sword in his hand is, it doesn't matter. One sword strike can still break a mountain, but it will also shatter the weapon in his hand. This fine iron heavy sword is quite good. It makes up for this shortcoming and is more practical than the Hundred Steel Knife!
"How much gold and silver are there in total?" Shen Mo took out the heavy sword and matching scabbard, weighed it, then turned around and asked.
"The steel sword of the Mo brothers is worth seven taels of gold, and the two swords are worth forty taels. You should pay another thirty-three taels of gold to Yedian. However, you have traded with me many times, and all you have bought and sold are good things. I will not I'll give you a discount, just pay me thirty taels of gold." Shopkeeper Kong quickly calculated and replied with a smile.
"good!"
Shen Mo took out three pieces of gold and placed them on the counter.
Just as Shopkeeper Kong was about to reach out to take it, he saw a flash of sword light and an arm flying up amid the spurts of blood.
"Looking at the fact that we have enjoyed working with you in the past few months, Mo also gave you a discount and only cut off one of your arms!" Shen Mo shook the heavy iron sword and shook the blood from the sword. He left, then inserted the sword into its scabbard and put it on his waist.
After a short period of dead silence, Shopkeeper Kong wailed like a pig being slaughtered.
See this scene.
Chen Mengze on the side seemed to have expected it, his expression was cold and calm, without any surprise.
Shopkeeper Kong, who had an arm cut off, was clutching his wound tightly, his face full of pain and horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "Kong asked himself, the transactions he made were always fair and he never cheated. Why do you want to harm me like this?"
"The business is indeed fair, but it's a pity that outside of the business, Shopkeeper Kong is not so honest... Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many disciples of gods popping up around the shop!" Shen Mo said calmly.
Hearing these words, Shopkeeper Kong shut his mouth instantly and only let out a groan of pain. His face turned extremely pale, and he didn't know whether he was in pain or frightened.
It is no exaggeration to say that in the Shinto world, almost 99% of human beings worship one or more gods;
The influence of gods has penetrated into every aspect of the human world. Whether it is the pursuit of wealth, strength, power, health, peace, harvest, heirs, etc., there are corresponding gods. As long as you sacrifice yourself, you will definitely get something in return. ”!
Logically speaking, as a merchant, Shopkeeper Kong would naturally worship gods related to wealth, but there was no trace of the power of the gods left on his body, which was enough to prove that he did not worship any gods.
That's why Shen Mo chose to ask him for information about the Temple of Slaughter!
The result was obvious. Shopkeeper Kong had betrayed Shen and Mo after all. His previous actions of opening and closing the window conveyed their information to the outside world.
He may be under pressure from other gods' disciples, he may want to earn a fortune of gold and silver, or it may be for other reasons, but no matter what, if he does something wrong, he will have to pay the corresponding price, so Shen Mo killed him An arm!
When the disciples of the gods around the shop saw this, they understood that their existence had been exposed, and they all took out their weapons and surrounded him.
At the same time, each of them muttered words, began to sacrifice themselves, and borrowed extraordinary power from the gods...
"Roar!"
"Die!"
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The gods they worship may be different, and the various mutations on their bodies may be all kinds of strange.
Some people's bodies began to swell violently like General Blood Scar; some people's bodies were covered with a thick shell like dragon scales, glowing with gold and iron luster; some people's teeth and nails began to grow, and they soon became ferocious and ferocious; some people had a population Thick smoke of sparks came out of it, and fierce flames spewed out from its mouth...
"die!"
Chen Mengze shouted softly, then cut off the scaly man who rushed towards him with a sword. At the same time, his body was as light as a willow, and he entered the crowd of the god's disciples.
