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Chapter 57: Turning over and not admitting the account

From the moment they started picking out things, the two girls, Yelan and Qing'er, went crazy without any limits.

Seeing the two of them constantly going back and forth, holding more and more things in their hands, Long Wenmu and Qian Lingxue could only sigh helplessly.

People kept coming in and out of Liujunfang. When Long Wenmu and the others left, Ye Lan and Qing'er were holding large and small bags in their hands, which they could hardly hold. Finally, they put them into Long Wenmu's Qiankun Ring.

take away.

"Sir, it's rare for someone to generously dig into their pockets, why are you still empty-handed?" When leaving, Qing'er sighed and shook her head in front of Qian Lingxue.

Anyway, Qing'er knew that Long Wenmu was extremely rich without showing his wealth. She was not polite at all, but Qian Lingxue never asked for anything in the end.

There was obviously laughter and laughter before going in, but for some reason, Qian Lingxue's demeanor was inexplicably depressed when she came out.

Qian Lingxue just smiled but didn't answer.

Four people walking side by side, such a relaxing and comfortable day does not come often.

Walking slowly along the street, enjoying the bustle along the way, Long Wenmu stopped when he came somewhere.

"Wait a moment, I have something to do."

On one side of the street, there is the Treasure Demon Pavilion.

I deposited the Sirius Bow here ten days ago, so the time is almost right now.

Long Wenmu took the lead and walked into Bao Yao Pavilion, and immediately saw the fat figure calculating at the counter.

"Ah Fei." Long Wenmu shouted happily.

The person at the counter didn't know if he was stimulated by the sound, and he shook violently. When he raised his head and saw Long Wenmu's face clearly, he suddenly shrank his neck, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ah Fei, I haven't seen you for a few days, you look good." Long Wenmu greeted with a smile, "What happened to the things I entrusted you ten days ago?"

Shopkeeper Yuan was a little distracted and hurriedly put the abacus on the table into his arms. His panicked expression was quickly covered up.

"Um...ahem, here comes the guest. Haha, my Treasure Demon Pavilion is a shop that sells demon weapons and demon weapons. Your guest is here, but what do you need?" Shopkeeper Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly.

Long Wenmu's brows couldn't help but sink.

Is there something wrong with this answer?

"Why, you don't recognize me so quickly?"

Long Wenmu took a few steps forward, but shopkeeper Yuan couldn't help but take half a step back.

His expression sounded like he didn't recognize him, but rather he was afraid of something.

Long Wenmu felt vaguely worried.

Shopkeeper Yuan's stiff look made it look like he was pretending to be calm: "Um... I'll forgive you, sir, but there are many people coming and going in Bao Yao Pavilion. I wonder who your guest is?"

Seeing him pretending to be a stranger, Long Wenmu felt a little bad. He walked up and slapped the table with his big hand.

He was not as polite as before, and his tone became tougher: "Ten days ago, I left a Sirius bow with you and asked you to repair it. How is it now?"

Shopkeeper Yuan's eyes clearly twitched: "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying... Our store has always only sold things and never repaired appliances. Did you find the wrong place?"

Long Wenmu's heart pounded, and even the last smile disappeared.

Ye Lan, Qian Lingxue and others who followed Long Wenmu also noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere.

"What on earth is going on?" Qing'er gently pulled Ye Lan's sleeve.

Yelan said with some anxiety: "Ten days ago, the young master put a handful of demon soldiers in their shop for repair, but now they don't admit it."

"Turn away and refuse to admit it?" Qing'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly understood.

She still has an impression of this store. She remembers that the first time she met Long Wenmu was in front of this store.

Helping people repair demon soldiers but not admitting it, would this store still do such a thing?

Generally speaking, there may be quite a few people among the three sects and nine liu who do this kind of thing, but looking at the big name of Bao Yao Pavilion, it is a bit unbelievable that they would do such a thing.

"I think there must be some misunderstandings, why don't you think about it more carefully, the shopkeeper?" Qian Lingxue stood up and walked down the steps to the shopkeeper.

When shopkeeper Yuan heard this, he still shook his head violently: "In my opinion, the guest may have misunderstood. I don't remember this guest, nor do I remember anyone repairing anything."

That honest and sweet smile gave people the impression that humans and animals were harmless. Normally, when he spoke so sincerely, others would really believe him, but now Long Wenmu didn't have such a good face.

Long Wenmu sighed deeply in his heart. They say that the heart is separated from the belly. The old saying is absolutely true.

I had obviously been careful that day, but who knew something might have happened.

"Shopkeeper Yuan, the young master clearly handed over the Sirius Bow to you last time, how could you not admit it! Is this what your Bao Yao Pavilion did?" Ye Lan shouted angrily at Shopkeeper Yuan.

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The inexperienced girl Jiazi had never seen such an unreasonable person, and she was filled with anger.

"Girl, what I tell you is the truth. Don't slander the reputation of my Bao Yao Pavilion with your nonsense." Shopkeeper Yuan was unreasonable, "My Bao Yao Pavilion has always only sold things, but not

How can I accept your things when I help others repair them? What do you think my Bao Yao Pavilion has done? I would like to ask why you slandered my Bao Yao Pavilion?"

Shopkeeper Yuan shouted to catch the thief, and he was right and confident.

Ye Lan still wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Long Wenmu's gesture.

Qian Lingxue stopped interrupting. From shopkeeper Yuan's words and expression, she knew that this was not a misunderstanding.

Qing'er is gearing up and eager to try.

Long Wenmu tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "People are doing it, and God is watching. I thought Bao Yao Pavilion was a big sign of Laokang City, but I never thought that this sign turned out to be so cheap."

Although he still looked friendly, everyone could hear the coldness in his tone.

Shopkeeper Yuan's eyelids trembled slightly, and he actually said with a bit of toughness: "Sir, if you want to buy something, I respect you as a guest. But if you want to mess around here, then you have come to the wrong place."

"You say I'm messing around? So shopkeeper Yuan doesn't even recognize this thing?" Long Wenmu pointed at the Qiankun ring on his arm.

When shopkeeper Yuan saw the golden armband, he was obviously a little bit pained, but he still shook his head firmly after hesitating for a few breaths.

Long Wenmu probably understood in his heart that the Sirius Bow was of excellent workmanship, and if it were to be valued, it would be higher than the Qiankun Ring.

He has not yet handed over the money for the Qiankun Ring, and Shopkeeper Yuan has turned a blind eye. It is a good deal to give up the Qiankun Ring and exchange it for the Sirius Bow.

"Okay, if you don't speculate, it won't help." Long Wenmu patted his thigh and said nothing, "If anyone can support you, take this opportunity to shout out."

"Support? What support?" Shopkeeper Yuan still looked like he was in denial.

Long Wenmu just sneered.

There is a demon master here, so Shopkeeper Yuan will not know about it. I am afraid that no one in this world wants to offend the demon master. Since he did such a thing, Long Wenmu would not believe that no one would support him.

He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the counter table, and Shopkeeper Yuan would tremble every time he hit it.

Long Wenmu's blows are not ordinary knocks, but every blow contains demonic power. The sound is not loud but can shake people's minds.

Shopkeeper Yuan was shaken several times and was already covered in cold sweat. He was frightened and uneasy when facing Long Wenmu.

"I respect you as guests, but I don't want you to come to my Bao Yao Pavilion to make trouble! Good boy, if you dare to cause trouble in Bao Yao Pavilion, then don't leave today!" Shopkeeper Yuan took a deep breath and forced himself to be brave.

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He took two steps back and whistled towards the back hall.

There was a crash of footsteps, and more than a dozen fierce-looking people rushed out.

Long Wenmu sensed it carefully and discovered to his surprise that those ten people were all demon masters without exception.

Although they are all small demon masters, this battle is not small.

"Boy, let me advise you one last time. You cannot afford to offend me at the Treasure Demon Pavilion." Shopkeeper Yuan shouted forcefully, not knowing where he got the confidence.

Qing'er snorted with her nose in an old-fashioned way: "The boss of the store bullies customers first and pretends to be pretentious, but you guys are the only ones who dare to talk nonsense. Do you want me to teach you etiquette?"

Qing'er wasn't nervous, she was even a little eager to try, her pink fists clenched tightly.

Shopkeeper Yuan stood behind the crowd, with his hands behind his back and his face as sinking as water.

"Who is it? Who is making a noise outside?" Just as the two sides were at war with each other, an old voice sounded from the back hall.

I saw an old man with a wrinkled face and a slightly hunched back walking out of the back hall.

The old man has a sixty-year-old appearance, with completely white hair, and a goat-white beard on his chin. He holds a crane-headed walking stick, and he has an air of immortality.

The old man's eyes were sunken, and his eyes were flashing with anger, and he walked quickly to the crowd.

Seeing the old man appear, shopkeeper Yuan and the demon masters all bowed respectfully.

"Mr. He, you are here." Shopkeeper Yuan clasped his fists.

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise in Bao Yao Pavilion? Who is causing trouble here?" The old man pounded his cane on the ground hard.

There are also demonic energy fluctuations in his body, and he is clearly a demon master.

Long Wenmu frowned: "So, you are the one who supports me?"

"Boy, don't be rude!" Shopkeeper Yuan shouted coldly, "Mr. He is the caster of my Treasure Demon Pavilion. How dare you be so arrogant in front of Mr. He."

Caster?

Long Wenmu raised his eyebrows.

This guy is the caster of Bao Yao Pavilion, and now he has finally met his true master.

"What's going on?" the old man named He asked.

Shopkeeper Yuan quickly whispered a few words in his ear. After hearing this, Mr. He turned angry and frightened. He glanced at Long Wenmu in surprise, and the panic in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

After listening, he whispered a few words to Shopkeeper Yuan, who nodded slightly.

"Hey, you two, you stole other people's things, what are you talking about so secretly?" Qing'er had a hot temper and was a little impatient when she saw them whispering back and forth.

Shopkeeper Yuan raised his head and gritted his teeth gently: "Master He is a famous caster with a distinguished status. I don't want to meet you. Boy, what you said today is false. Just because you questioned me about Bao Yao Pavilion is

I should take you down, but Master Master has a lot of them, so I won’t argue with you. We have never seen the Sirius Bow, but the Qiankun Ring on your arm was something that was lost in the Treasure Demon Pavilion a few days ago. Take it away

Stay, and then you can get out."

Ye Lan's eyes were filled with anger: "You are still being unreasonable!"

Qian Lingxue stepped forward and pulled Ye Lan behind her: "If they had been reasonable, this wouldn't have happened today. But I don't understand, a well-known big shop in Laokang City, coupled with a dignified caster,

Just to covet a demon weapon, you don't even care about your reputation. When did the name of a weapon caster become so despicable?"

Hearing this, both Shopkeeper Yuan and Master He couldn't help showing some bitterness, but their attitudes remained tough.

Shopkeeper Yuan's cheeks twitched: "You don't want to leave without a toast or fine wine? Okay! Come here, capture them for me and send them to the Yu Mansion, and hand them over to the Lord of Yu City to deal with them!"


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