The old shopkeeper sat in front of the main cabinet, looking a little absent-minded, with a little wrong expression, and his eyes dodged inexplicably, and he did not dare to look at others.
"Uncle Second, it was asked by the Luo family's master to come here."
"Do you know who is going to deal with you? It's the mistress of the Luo family. How can you hold on to a small shop?"
"Uncle II, the one who knows the current affairs is a hero."
"How can this be considered betrayal? The Luo family is the object of our loyalty. What is that guy named Luosen?"
"I know you have a tough temper, otherwise you wouldn't have been thrown into this ghost place at the beginning, but have you considered it for our Wu family?"
"Even if you don't think about the Wu family, you should consider it for your nephew. I am now working in the Master Store of Baiyu Pavilion in the Imperial Capital and will soon become a manager. Do you know how precious this opportunity is? I really need it.
Try to get a good impression in front of the manager.”
"Please, please treat me as a pity."
"You haven't been home for ten years. It's really hard for me to live in the family. I finally got ahead of me. We all rely on me for this lineage."
The old shopkeeper felt guilty when he remembered Wu Boyong kneeling in front of him and begging hard.
If I hadn't offended a big man from the Luo family, my life would probably not have been so sad.
Now, as long as you nod your head, you can return to the Wu family.
Isn't this exactly what I wanted at the beginning?
At some point, Luo Sen quietly came to the old shopkeeper: "Old shopkeeper?"
The old shopkeeper suddenly woke up: "Young Master..."
"Old shopkeeper, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to have a good rest for a few days?" Luo Sen asked.
The old shopkeeper reluctantly smiled: "No, no, no."
The old shopkeeper looked at Luo Sen, a hint of ashamed flashed in his eyes, and a look of wanting to speak but stopping.
"Old shopkeeper, just tell me if you have any questions. The people from the Wu family have found you recently." Luo Sen asked straight to the point.
"Yes." The old shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "I never expected that the Luo family would choose to instigate me."
Luo Sen looked at the old shopkeeper and smiled, "What do you mean?"
The old shopkeeper's lips twitched, as if he was experiencing a battle between heaven and man, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he finally said with difficulty: "If I don't go back, the Wu family will suffer, and I will be a member of the Wu family after all."
Although the old shopkeeper did not say it clearly, Rosen already understood what he meant.
"Don't have too much burden." Luo Sen patted the old shopkeeper on the shoulder, without any dissatisfaction in his eyes, but instead felt a little concerned: "You should have a good rest, too."
The old shopkeeper's nose felt sore.
He had thought about the young master's various reactions.
Disappointed, sad or angry, but he never thought that the young master would be concerned or even encouragement.
"Young Master..." The old shopkeeper burst into tears.
Rosen shook his head: "Say goodbye to everyone."
Soon, everyone in Baiyu Pavilion was summoned.
The old shopkeeper looked at the guys who had grown up step by step in front of him and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm leaving."
After saying this, the old shopkeeper's back seemed to have aged a lot.
It's like an old man in his twilight years.
But in fact he is only fifty.
Everyone was in an uproar.
"Old shopkeeper, what's wrong!" Ah Fu, Xiaosha, Mutou were the three earliest friends in Baiyu Pavilion, and he was also the longest friend of the old shopkeeper.
Their loyalty to the old shopkeeper is self-evident.
"Yes, why do you suddenly leave when you are old shopkeeper?"
"We SHIELD also need you to take charge of the overall situation."
"Old shopkeeper, don't leave."
The old shopkeeper was so moved that he couldn't speak for a moment.
Luo Sen came forward, waved his hand casually, stopped everyone's advice and whispered: "The old shopkeeper is tired, you must not let him rest."
Everyone looked at each other.
The old shopkeeper took a deep breath and hid all his emotions in his heart: "Yes, I'm very tired. You guys don't know anything, I have to hand over it. Now you all have learned it, but you still haven't.
I'm going to be lazy and have a rest?"
Everyone knows that this is definitely not the case.
If it's just a rest, why leave?
"Afu, Xiaosha, you will take care of the business next. Don't be lazy." The old shopkeeper began to hand over the work.
Everything is settled.
A carriage was parked outside SHIELD, the Wu family's carriage.
And Wu Boyong was already waiting outside.
The old shopkeeper lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into Luo Sen's eyes: "Young Master, I'm leaving."
"If you feel unhappy, welcome to come back at any time. The doors of SHIELD will always be open for you." Rosen said with a smile.
The old shopkeeper suppressed the sourness and walked out of S.H.E.L.D. without looking back.
Ten years have passed like a lifetime ago.
The ordinary small shop that was originally built by itself brick by brick has now become a huge object, shining with the entire yellow sand forest.
The old shopkeeper looked at the golden S.H.E.L.D. plaque, like a puppet that had lost his soul, slowly walked towards the Wu family's carriage.
The old shopkeeper nodded in a wooden manner and got on the carriage.
The atmosphere inside SHIELD was a little depressed, and Rosen smiled: "What are you doing? The old shopkeeper has come home to enjoy his happiness, but he is not dead. He is doing what he has done with a sad face, and he will work hard for me."
When everyone thought about it, it seemed that this was the reason, so they dispersed.
The atmosphere slowly became dull.
...
...
The Wu family's carriage slowly drove out of the city and then stopped.
The old shopkeeper seemed to have arrived a long time ago, without any surprise. He lifted the curtain and saw Fang Shunhe who was waiting for him in front of him.
"Shopkeeper Wu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Fang Shunhe smiled.
The old shopkeeper laughed: "Is that right?"
Wu Boyong whispered in a low voice: "Second uncle, be respectful, this is a big man who can influence our Wu family."
The old shopkeeper ignored it.
"It's okay." Fang Shunhe waved his hand and looked at the old shopkeeper: "Now we are our own people, so we should hand over some things."
The old shopkeeper wondered: "What?"
"The formula of Tianyuan Spirit Condensing Pill, the method of smelting crystal shield, the method of cultivating pet spirits, and the list of sources for various goods." Fang Shunhe said.
The old shopkeeper suddenly realized.
No wonder the other party used the Wu family to threaten him.
It turned out that I wanted to get the secret of S.H.E.L.D. from me.
"I don't know." The old shopkeeper replied.
Fang Shunhe smiled: "I guessed that you would be like this, but fortunately I was prepared."
At this time, a man with feminine temperament walked out from behind him, with the realm of the Golden Spirit Sect, and his aura was quite cold, like a poisonous snake.
There was a black spirit floating in the air beside the man.
The black spirit was like a ghost, covered with ghosts, making people feel cold.
The old shopkeeper's eyes widened: "Dementor."
This is a very rare kind of spirit.
Golden-level monster - Dementor.
The best method is to search the soul.
"Go." Fang Shunhe said lightly.
The feminine man nodded, and the dementor instantly merged into his body, then stretched out his slender hand, and a cold air enveloped the old shopkeeper.
The old shopkeeper could not resist the pressure of the Lingzong, and his eyes instantly lost their luster.
[Soul Search] Activate.
The feminine man opened his eyes and shook his head: "I have searched for his memories. All the strange things in SHIELD were made by Rosen alone. He didn't know anything at all."
"What!" Fang Shunhe was furious.
After so much effort, he found the Wu family and invited the Spirit Sect, which is good at searching souls, and came to such a conclusion?
After the soul search, the old shopkeeper seemed to have come out of an ice cellar, his whole body was chilling, and he was trembling as if he had suffered a serious illness.
Soul searching will cause great damage to the body.
Not to mention the old shopkeeper, because he has been working day and night, his health has long become very poor.
Now that the soul search is being sought, how can the body bear it?
"Bare!" Fang Shunhe glared at the old shopkeeper who was lying on the ground and panting: "Let's go."
Fang Shunhe is about to leave.
Wu Boyong didn't even look at the old shopkeeper, but hurried forward and smiled flatteringly: "Butler Fang, then my business..."
"What's your business?" Fang Shunhe said coldly: "I got nothing, why should I help you? Get away."
Wu Boyong was so scared that he hurriedly stepped down.