Chapter Thirty-Eight: When the knife enters the night
"Young man, come on, welcome. What do you need to pawn?" Fanchuan had just walked into the pawn shop when a charming-looking middle-aged woman in colorful clothes walked towards her.
If Fanchuan could use one word to describe it, it would be dissolute.
"I'm here to pawn a weapon, how much money can you give me?" Fanchuan said, looking at the charming middle-aged woman in front of him.
"There are a lot of people pawning other things, but this is the first time I've seen someone pawning weapons. But look at how handsome the young man is. Come on, young man, come in and let our magic eyes show you your weapons." Charming
After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she twisted her big butt and walked straight to the back room of the pawn shop.
Fanchuan took out a knife from the Jinglianyu ring, which is used by low-level cultivators. The style of this knife is very strange. The blade is straight, and the blade is on the other side of the blade.
The sharp blade revealed cold killing intent.
Thinking about the man with the eye that the middle-aged woman said, he was probably a person who observed the value of items to be pawned. Fanchuan didn't think any more and walked into the back room of the pawn shop with a fixed knife in hand.
"Ah, what are you going to do?" Seeing Fanchuan walking into the back room with a weird knife in his hand, the middle-aged woman's face turned pale. She thought Fanchuan was going to rob or something, so she shouted with trembling body.
Seeing this, Fanchuan immediately explained: "Oh, this knife is the weapon I want to pawn. You misunderstood and frightened you. I'm sorry."
"Oh, young man, you told me earlier, you scared me." The charming middle-aged woman touched her chest, pointed to the corner of the back room, and then said to Fanchuan: "Young man, this is the God-eye guy
, take your weapon and let him see it, he will know if it is worth anything."
Following the direction pointed by the middle-aged woman, Fanchuan also discovered an old man sitting in the corner of the back room. Fanchuan was so surprised that he didn't even notice it just now. He only saw the old man stroking his long beard and looking at him.
Zhu Fanchuan said: "Young man, bring your weapons to show me."
Fanchuan responded and placed the straight knife on the table in front of the old man for the old man to observe carefully.
Fanchuan stood aside and looked at the old man, and saw that the old man's eyes were shining more and more brightly. The old man tremblingly picked up the straight knife on the table with all his strength, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the expression on his face also changed.
More and more surprised.
The old man observed for a while and said to Fanchuan in a trembling voice: "Young man, where did you get this sword? This... this is simply a unique sword! This old man is the best in his life.
This is the first time I have seen such a precious sword. Alas... I will die without regrets after seeing this sword."
Fanchuan was shocked by the old man's words. A knife he took out from Jinglianyu's ring could actually make the old man so excited. If he took out the Chu Yuan Purple Sword, he really didn't know what it would be like.
The scene.
Fanchuan actually didn't know that the things in the Jinglianyu ring that Yan Mu'an left to Fanchuan were considered rare treasures in the world of cultivation, let alone in such a remote small mortal town.
"Old sir, how much money can I exchange for this knife?" Fanchuan asked, looking at the still excited old man in front of him.
Hearing Fanchuan's words, the old man seemed to be very lost and sad. Gradually, the old man turned his eyes from the sword body to Fanchuan and said: "Alas... I'm afraid my little shop can't afford to buy this sword. Although it looks like
You look like you're in urgent need of money
, But the old man cannot take advantage of the situation." The old man calmed down and continued: "Young man, when you have the opportunity, you can take this sword to a big city like Yechao City and Yuejing City, and then you can sell it for a fortune.
What a good price, ugh..."
Fanchuan saw that the old man really loved this knife, and he could tell the price of the knife outright without lying to himself. With this conscience, it might be difficult for others to do it.
"Old sir, just think of this knife as a gift from me. You only need to pay me to stay in a small town in Xinbian for one night," Fanchuan said gently.
"This, this... this can't be done, young man, old age can't accept it," the old man said with a sigh. There was still a sense of loss and sadness on his face, but he kept holding the straight knife in his hand and never put it down.
"Old sir, I sincerely give you this knife," Fanchuan said again and again.
"Nian...young man, are you telling the truth?"
“It’s true”
"Cuiyun, hurry, hurry, go and get all the coins from the pawn shop," the old man said excitedly as he looked at the charming woman standing aside.
The charming middle-aged woman didn't seem to understand the old man's behavior, but she finally walked out of the back room with a coquettish figure.
After a while, the middle-aged woman walked into the back room with a sack of coins and put the money bag on the table.
"Shen Yan, here are all the coins, about 70,000 coins." The middle-aged woman said to the old man with a swaying figure and walked out of the back room.
The old man looked at the coins on the table and said to Fanchuan: "Young man, this is 70,000 coins. Just accept it. Alas... To be honest, I am still an old man buying your sword with 70,000 coins."
You have taken advantage of me." After saying this, the old man's expression seemed sad and joyful.
"Old sir, what are you talking about? I gave you this knife, so there is no such thing as taking advantage." Fanchuan continued gently: "Old sir, I want to ask you, in this small town on the new border,
How many coins does it cost to stay in an inn for one night?”
"This probably costs a hundred coins. I'm not too sure. Young man, oh, no, I want to call you my benefactor. My benefactor, how about you just stay in my house?" the old man said kindly.
"I appreciate the kindness of the old gentleman. It's just a knife, not a benefactor." After saying this, Fanchuan took out a thousand coins from his wallet with great speed, turned around and walked out of the pawn shop.
Fanchuan thought that the old man was a loyal person, so he didn't want to take away all the coins. Besides the accommodation for three people and Zhengtang's food, one thousand coins was enough.
Fanchuan's sudden movement shocked the old man, but the old man looked at the money bag on the table and seemed to understand something instantly, so he shouted to the door: "Benefactor, can you tell me your honorable name?"
"My name is Fanchuan" a voice lingered and echoed in the pawn shop.
"Brother, why are you so slow? Xue'er is bored to death, and Zheng Tang doesn't play with Xue'er either." Qingxue complained as she looked at Fanchuan who had just walked out of the pawn shop.
"Haha, Xueer, be obedient. Come on, let's go to the inn." Fanchuan looked at Qingxue, who was pretending to be angry, and said with a smile.
"Master..." Just as Fanchuan was waiting for him to go to the inn, Zheng Tang, who was standing beside him, shouted.
Fanchuan looked at Zhengtang in response and saw that Zhengtang's face was a little depressed and pale. Fanchuan then asked aloud: "Zhengtang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Master, it's all my fault. It's all my fault that I didn't have the ability before and didn't save any money. Master asked Master to pawn things in exchange for money to take care of me. Zheng Tang felt bad." Zheng Tang lowered his head and said with self-blame.
Hearing Zheng Tang's words, Fanchuan felt sincerely relieved and said: "Zheng Tang, you are my apprentice. It is only natural to take care of you. This is nothing. It has nothing to do with whether you have the ability or not. Besides, it is not
You pawned something good, okay, don’t blame yourself, let’s go, let’s go to the inn, let’s have a few drinks.”
"Okay, okay, Xue'er wants to drink too," Qingxue happily agreed from the side.
"Xue'er can't drink, be obedient," Fanchuan said coldly to Qingxue.
After speaking, Fanchuan walked towards the Xinbian Inn, followed by Zheng Tang, who was in an improved mood, and Qingxue, who was pretending to be aggrieved.
"Housewife, give us three guest rooms and get some food and wine," Fanchuan said to the charming inn proprietress in front of him.
The landlady raised her head and looked at Fanchuan, her heart unfazed. She was surprised that there was such a handsome man. It was so rare. However, she quickly corrected her attitude and smiled gently at Fanchuan, "Okay, three.
Guests, please go to the room on the second floor to rest first. The wine and food will be brought up by the guys later."
"Thank you very much," Fanchuan said to the landlady and walked towards the second floor.
Only the innkeeper's wife was left downstairs, still looking at Fanchuan's back obsessively.
The three of them had just stayed in the first room for a while when the inn's waiter brought the wine and meat. Fanchuan and Qingxue only took a few symbolic bites, while Zheng Tang watched quietly from behind.
Already.
"Come, Zheng Tang, let's have a drink." Fan Chuan poured a bowl of wine for himself and Zheng Tang. Before Zheng Tang could react, Fan Chuan drank all the wine in his bowl.
In fact, Fanchuan drinks alcohol solely to accompany his mortal apprentice.
After drinking the wine from the bowl, Fanchuan thought of Brother Mogan who was far away in Muji City, and it was Brother Mogan who taught him how to drink.
"Brother Mo, how have you been doing these past few years?" Fanchuan thought in his heart.
"Hey, you should go to bed early at night, and don't go out at night. I heard people say that this small town in Xinbian is very weird at night recently."
"Those are all lies spread by others. They can't be trusted. Let's go and rest."
When Fanchuan was thinking about something, the conversation between two people came from the walkway outside the door. Just when Fanchuan wanted to listen more seriously, only the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing was left on the walkway outside the door.
"Brother, what do you think could be weird this night?" Curious Qingxue also heard the conversation between the two people outside, so she raised her head and looked at Fanchuan innocently and asked.
"It doesn't matter if it's weird or not, it has nothing to do with us. We'll leave tomorrow morning after Zheng Tang has rested." Fanchuan seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "Xue'er needs to be obedient. Don't run around at night."
"Xue'er knows, Xue'er must listen to her brother's words," Qingxue said obediently.
"That's good. Xueer, please go back to your room to rest first. I'll stay with Zheng Tang for a while. By the way, these are two recovery pills. Keep them. They can help you when you practice in the future."
Fanchuan took out two Erluodan Rejuvenation Pills from Jinglianyu Ring and handed them to Qingxue's hand.
"Hey, it's better for you, brother. Then Xue'er will go to the room to practice now! Goodbye, brother." After getting the elixir in her hand, Qingxue happily ran out of Zheng Tang's room.
"Zheng Tang, after you finish eating, you should rest early. Let's rush back to the Guzhen Sect in Muji City, Zijin Continent as soon as possible, so that you can enter cultivation as soon as possible." After watching Qingxue run out, Fanchuan turned around to look
Said Zheng Tang, who was still eating hard.
"Oh...oh...Zheng Tang knows, Master," Zheng Tang said incoherently with his mouth full of food.
Seeing Zheng Tang's appearance, Fanchuan couldn't help but smile and said: "Haha, okay, I'm going to have a rest too." After saying that, Fanchuan stood up and opened the door of Zheng Tang's room and walked out.