237. Chapter 237 Thousands of miles to collect debts 6
"But..." Xia Houyan wanted to say something, but saw that the mother and son had already entered unceremoniously, "Is this really good?"
After following Xia Houyan all the way to the room, Mu Lingbo saw that he had no intention of leaving yet, so he turned around and said, "Why are you following us if you don't go and get the debt?"
Xia Houyan rolled his eyes and said, "Well, I'm here to fulfill my friendship as a landlord. Don't be in a hurry to pay the debt!"
"Uncle, don't you have any money now?" Mu Xiaobao took out the golden abacus again, "You can also owe it first. The interest..."
Mu Lingbo looked at Xiaobao and said, "You can still calculate the interest with an abacus, so don't pretend. You can't repay it casually."
Xia Houyan wiped his sweat and said, "No, no, no, uncle will send someone to get the gold leaves right away."
Mu Xiaobao blinked and put away the gold abacus, "You can take less gold leaves, we will collect gold tickets. My mother and Xiaobao are wandering around, so it is not convenient to bring too much gold leaves."
You look like you are wandering outside...
"Okay, since Uncle Xiahou is so free today, why don't you help Xiaobao with another thing?"
Looking at that dazzling smiling face, Xia Houyan always felt an ominous premonition.
Mu Lingbo looked at Xia Houyan with greedy eyes, and said casually, "That's it, my son has recently started a new career, helping others collect debts. I want to complete the first business beautifully, so I want to find you.
Uncle Xiahou, please help me."
"If you want to help... it's easy to talk to. Uncle Xiahou still has a lot of connections."
Mu Lingbo and Mu Xiaobao, one big and one small, both looked at him with cunning smiles, which made Xia Houyan, who had just felt relieved, feel a little scared.
The ajar door was suddenly pushed open, "Xia Houyan, pay back the money."
Xia Houyan almost vomited blood when he turned around and saw Yun Lang's face that looked like an ice sculpture.
Mu Xiaobao taught, "Uncle Xiahou, it's not a good habit to not pay back the money you owe."
"The person you mentioned collecting debts for is... that's him..." Xia Houyan looked sad.
Yun Lang walked in and put his sword on the table. The heavy sound was like a warning.
Mu Lingbo and Mu Xiaobao were already sitting next to them, eating melon seeds and nuts while watching them.
"Brother Yun, everything is easy to talk about. It's easy to talk about."
Yun Lang said coldly, "There's nothing to say."
He threw the second half of "The Book of Bailu" on the table.
Xia Houyan almost pounced on it and put it away carefully. It was a treasure and the only copy in existence.
Even if it only has antique significance, it cannot be discarded like this.
"Brother Yun, I didn't mean to lie to you at the beginning. This is definitely not a fake. It is the only remaining copy."
Yun Lang said, "What's the use of only half, and it's the second half. If you get the first half, I will never ask you for a penny."
Xia Houyan glanced at the innocent Yun Lang and said, "Everyone knows that the first half of the "Book of Bailu" has been destroyed long ago. How do I know that you don't know? I only talked about "The Book of Bailu", but not
I said it was the complete Book of Bailu."
Mu Xiaobao said while eating melon seeds, "I didn't say it was only half. It's your fault, Uncle Xiahou, for thinking Uncle Yunlang was too smart."
Mu Lingbo's eyes were still glancing at the half volume of "The Book of Bailu". As for what these two people said, she no longer cared.
"The Book of Bailuo" is simply a dream for alchemists.
Who said there are no alchemists in this world anymore? It’s just that people in this world have too little knowledge.
