Su Yang looked like he was fine and said with a grin: "I don't have a single coin."
Everyone's expressions changed.
White Horse Zhang San let out a scoff without hesitation, while Zhao Yidao smiled bitterly.
Miao Shaotian snorted coldly: "You know what I mean."
Young Master Zhu frowned slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
Gongsun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, put one hand on his waist, stared at the sword in Su Yang's hand, and said in a cold voice: "Young Master Su, could you be happy if I take my Qinglong?"
If there is one person who has an unchanging expression, it is Mr. Zhu's bodyguard. From the moment he entered the door, there has always been a slight sarcasm on his face, which has never changed.
Facing everyone's sword-like eyes, Su Yang slowly pressed his hand on the sword.
Young Master Zhu lowered his head and stared at his hand, just like a young man looking at the hand of his first love, and said slowly: "Xiao Su's sword is as fast as lightning, but it seems that he has never heard of anyone."
I have really seen it, but today it is an eye-opener."
"Perhaps everyone I have seen is already dead." Miao Shaotian laughed, but there was no hint of happiness.
But Su Yang's hand was not holding the hilt of the sword, but the scabbard. He slowly placed the sword on the table, his hands even leaving the sword body.
For a swordsman, if his hand leaves his sword, his life is taken away from his body.
"Judging from the appearance of Young Master Zhu, he probably didn't bring any cash." Su Yang asked.
Young Master Zhu shook his head and said: "What I say is cash, as much as I say, it's enough."
"The Wanjintang family has a great business and is known as Zhu Bancheng. What you say, Mr. Zhu, can certainly count." Su Yang shook his head, looked at the sword on the table and said, "But this one belongs to me, Xiao Su."
If you risk a broken sword and want to exchange it for ten thousand taels of gold, barely enough will be enough."
White Horse Zhang San sneered: "I'm afraid you overestimate your sword."
Gongsun Jing also said: "There are many swords worth ten thousand taels of gold in the Qinglong Guild, and there is no shortage of yours. If you think of joining the Qinglong Guild in exchange for this piece of goods, I am afraid you have made the wrong idea."
Su Yang shook his head: "Brother Zhang is right, and Hall Master Gongsun also misunderstood. The reason why my sword is worth ten thousand gold is not because of the number of people killed, but on the contrary, because of the number of friends I have made."
"Are you going to borrow money?" Gongsun Jing shook his head: "I'm afraid it's too late."
Su Yang did not answer Gongsun Jing, but said calmly: "For an unreliable prodigal like me, who has no property and is fond of gambling and sex, if I didn't have some reliable friends, I wouldn't be able to survive long ago. On my way here
I met a friend who told me that he met someone within a hundred miles nearby, so I thought about it and decided not to bring money."
"Who?" Gongsun Jing's expression changed slightly and he asked.
Su Yang walked to the table, tapped the table twice with his index finger, and replied: "Bai Yujing."
Bai Yujing!
These three words seemed to have some kind of mysterious magic power, and everyone present was instantly stunned. Even Mr. Zhu no longer looked at his lover-like fingers, but narrowed his eyes slightly, his face
The fat on my breast twitched uncontrollably twice.
In the white jade capital in the sky, there are twelve cities on the fifth floor. Immortals are caressing my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
Sword of Eternal Life, Bai Yujing.
No one knows where Bai Yujing came from, and no one knows how many people he has killed with his Immortal Sword, but everyone in the world agrees that Bai Yujing must have been touched by an immortal and become immortal.
Because no one can kill him.
After a while, Miao Shaotian and Bai Ma Zhang San looked at each other and clapped their hands at the same time.
The red-haired man and the strong man on the white horse disappeared at the same time, taking away the huge amount of cash in their hands.
Young Master Zhu said: "Since we saw Bai Yujing, we really don't need to bring cash. We should at least see if the goods are still there."
Gongsun Jing's face changed drastically, he forced out a stiff smile and said, "Even if Bai Yujing is nearby, he may not know about the existence of this batch of goods."
"You may not know", rather than "you may not be able to take it". Even Gongsun Jing knew very well that if Bai Yujing wanted to take it, it would be difficult for him to keep the goods.
Now, no one cares how much money Su Yang paid.
Only the bodyguard was still smiling mockingly.
The mechanical voice in Su Yang's heart sounded:
"If you pass the hidden test in the second level, you will be rewarded with life preservation and the memory of the subsequent plot of the original Sword of Eternal Life!"
The impression of the novel The Sword of Eternal Life in Su Yang's mind became clear instantly. Every character and every plot in it was vividly remembered, as if he had just read it yesterday.
But the reward of "life preservation" made Su Yang want to slap that old man with a white beard. The fact that he survived was the result of me being smart and brave, risking my life in the bet, and you actually used it as a reward.
But at the same time, Su Yang couldn't help feeling a chill: In other words, if he fails to pass the test in the novel, what awaits him will really be death.
Especially in this damn Gu Long novel, a test may appear at any time, and you will die if you are not careful.
Grandma, I must find a way to learn some martial arts or something. Su Yang secretly made up his mind, after all, this is the world of martial arts, and there are many times where true kung fu counts in the end. It is impossible to always have such good luck to let yourself pass.
Gongsun Jing took a deep breath and said unnaturally: "In that case, just follow me to inspect the goods first."
He turned around and walked towards a stone wall in the backyard. Young Master Zhu slowly followed behind him, as if he was breathing again.
The bodyguard in black was still following him, with a hint of ridicule on his face.
In the eyes of Baima Zhang San and others, he was not laughing at others, but himself. Because only he understood that the people he was protecting did not need him to protect him at all.
But now, Su Yang knew very well that the bodyguard's sarcasm was just an act!
This is by no means a pitiful person, on the contrary, he is very scary, ten times more terrifying than all the people here combined!
Gongsun Jing pressed his hand on the stone wall, and the stone wall immediately cracked, revealing a dark tunnel.
Walking down the low path along the stone steps, every dozen or so steps, there are two stone statue-like people standing on both sides of the tunnel with expressionless faces, their faces as gloomy as the bluestones on the wall.
Carved on the stone wall is a blue dragon with fangs and claws.
It is said that the Qinglong Society has 365 secret sub-alms, and this place is undoubtedly one of them.
At the end of the tunnel, there is a thick iron grate.
Gongsun Jing took out a large set of keys from his waistband and used three of them to open the three locks on the door. Only then did the two men guarding behind the iron gate open the door.
But this door is not the last door yet.
In order to increase everyone's confidence, Gongsun Jing explained: "I know that many people can get here. The guards here are not difficult people to deal with, but no matter who gets here, it will be very difficult to move forward.
Difficult."
Young Master Zhu asked: "Why?"
Gongsun Jing said: "From here to the door in front, there are a total of thirteen ambushes. I can guarantee that there will never be more than seven people in the world who can break through these thirteen ambushes."
In fact, it is not far from Iron Gate to Shimen, but after listening to what Gongsun Jing said, the road immediately seemed ten times farther.
Shimen is heavier, just like everyone's mood.
Although no one is willing to say it, everyone knows that Bai Yujing must be included among those seven people.
Finally reaching the last door, Gongsun Jing opened the door with three more keys.
Inside the two-foot-thick stone door is a nine-foot-wide stone room; the room is dark and cold, as if it has reached the center of an ancient emperor's tomb.
Where the coffin should have been parked, there was now a huge iron box.
In order to open the iron box, Gongsun Jing took out three more keys.
But these three keys are not the last three, because there is also a small iron box in the big iron box.
Seeing that there were no traces of violent damage on the box, and even the dust on the surface had not been touched, Gongsun Jing regained some confidence, and a confident smile appeared on his face again: "Look, it is impossible for anyone to bypass it.
Go past me and open the box."
As he spoke, he took out the smallest iron box, took out the key and inserted it into the lock in front of everyone.
The moment the box was opened, Gongsun Jing's smile suddenly solidified and disappeared, and the expression on his face was as if someone had stuffed a rotten persimmon into his mouth.
The iron box was empty except for a piece of paper with only nine words on it: "Thank you, you are such a good person."
The stone room was dark and cold, but Gongsun Jing had already begun to sweat. Cold sweat as big as soybeans flowed down his pale face one by one.
Young Master Zhu looked at him, his eyes as gentle as looking at his own hands, and said softly: "You must know."
Gongsun Jing said: "Know...what do you know?"
Young Master Zhu said: "I know who is thanking you."
Gongsun Jing clenched his fists, suddenly turned around and rushed out.
Before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly stood on the spot, covered his chest with both hands, looked up and spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.
Young Master Su walked up to Gongsun Jing and turned him over with his feet.
Gongsun Jing's face was pale and blue, his eyes were bulging, and he was dead.
Young Master Zhu shook his head and sighed: "A generation of heroes, the number one master of hidden weapons south of the Yangtze River, was actually scared to death."
"Are you scared to death?" White Horse Zhang San sneered: "Those who are scared to death can only be considered cowards, not heroes."
Young Master Su shook his head and said: "If you knew how the Qinglong Society treats people who mess up their errands, I'm sure you wouldn't think so. They have at least one hundred and ninety ways to make Gongsun Jing regret that he is a
It would be a pleasant relief for a living person to be scared to death."
Gongsun Jing was dead, the goods disappeared, and several people returned to the small courtyard.
According to common sense, if Bai Yujing had taken away the goods, these people in front of them would never dare to pursue it.
But Su Yang understood that this was impossible!
Because he knows what this batch of goods is! What it means to people in the world!
As long as given time, this item will become a huge power, an invincible means, and a wealth that can rival the country's wealth!
Isn’t this what people strive for in life?
That's why these people come here with cash that can almost buy a city, risking becoming public enemies to "cure" the headaches of several other buyers.
Sure enough, as soon as they came out of the tunnel, White Horse Zhang San, Miao Shaotian and Zhao Yidao had a tacit understanding to surround Su Yang in the middle, blocking all possible directions for him to escape.
Young Master Zhu looked at his fingers again and asked coldly: "Since your friend has seen Bai Yujing, he must know where Bai Yujing is."
Su Yang's expression remained unchanged, but he was shocked in his heart, and thought to himself: "It's over! I know where it is, but place names are rarely written in Gu Long's novels, and there are always nameless towns. How can I find it?"
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