"Erzai, it's a piece of paper!"

"Who is this who is so immoral, throwing confetti everywhere!"

"You two, shut up! People are in front, go over and take a look!" Three voices, three tones, one active, one depressed, and the other is not a big deal to watch the excitement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info karma Tu Ling, shadow corpse man, Qin fake immortal, no matter what kind of identity he had in the past, now he is bored with martial arts and walks around, known as the most well-informed, and the ears of the rivers and lakes report to God.

The first to take the lead was a gray-clothed man with a hairless mouth and crooked eyes, probably grinning with his teeth and hurting fiercely, rubbing the bruises on his forehead while rushing forward angrily. Followed by the lively Qin Fake Immortal, still with a square face, red nose and round eyes, dressed as a rich son, leisurely and leisurely. Running at the end was the Evil Spirit Buddha Cultivation Spirit, with big sunglasses covering half of his face, two mustaches, and a simple face. The three of them stopped in unison, and at the same time saw the white-robed man who appeared in front of them. The white hair, the black sword, the Qingjun but can't see the specific age, and the seemingly playful and wordless eyes-

"Qin Fake Immortal is him!" the Shadow Corpse Man immediately stepped back. "Big boy, it's the murderer!" Ye Tuling was shocked at first, and was filled with righteous indignation: "It's the one who killed the lonely wolf!"

"Rush, kill, catch this person, and give it to Qu Shitu to receive the reward!" the shadow corpse man shouted fiercely, but the person stood still at all. "The murderer is here!" Ye Tu Ling was instigated to boil his blood, and rushed forward with an arrow: "Erzai, I go first, you break back!"

Qin Fake Immortal slapped the shadow corpse man on the head and threw the person out with a bang.

"Ahh

The shadow corpse man was caught off guard, and he was castrated like a meteor: "Boss, what are you doing, save people, let me down!" But it was planted on a tree branch, and it was hung and couldn't get down.

"Ahh

Ye Tu Ling waved his sleeves and hit the target indiscriminately, and when he saw the enlarged black scabbard in front of him, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes turned in circles.

"Yo. Qin Xiaochuan put away his sword and raised his hand at Qin Fake Immortal.

"Yo ......"

Qin Fake Immortal also raised his hand, "Yo, you big-headed ghost!" looked at Qin Xiaochuan up and down, obviously having received some news from elsewhere. Qin Xiaochuan stood and looked at him.

After a while, Qin Fake Immortal asked, "Answer a question, spare you from dying! I ask you, what is there by the river where the corpse is buried?"

Qin Xiaochuan: "There is your debt collector. ”

Hiss. Qin Fake Immortal couldn't help but take a step back, "Is it really you?" "It's really me." "Why are you here?" "In order to bury the corpses, a group of brothers by the river who have not had enough to eat." ”

Qin Fake Immortal: "Nonsense! The ground is three feet sunk, the sky is seven points high, how can the brothers have no food to eat!" This is definitely slander! The Thousand Evil Caves are full of Qin Fake Immortal's own private collections, and he has never touched the part left by the Burial Cliff until he has to, and he also gives his brothers a little interest every year. Could it be that the Shadow Corpse and the Karmtu Spirit are too good to eat, and they accidentally ate the thread secretly?

Qin Xiaochuan crossed his hands and hugged the black sword in his arms: "The interest rate charged by you in the black market has risen by three points, right?" After he left, the corpse collector organization that was still operating underground in the martial arts was basically in charge of Qin Fake Immortal, and at the same time, part-time thrift dealers were reselling with both hands. How do you sell the things you pick up when you pick up the corpses? Except for those that are really hard to get rid of, basically all of them are thrown into the underground market that is in the greatest predicament.

In recent years, the black market fees have become more and more expensive, and even Qin Fake Immortal feels quite unbearable: "You want to move the black market?" After following Su Huanzhen for a long time, he can understand some of the meanings.

The corners of Qin Xiaochuan's mouth curled, "The black market is originally mine, so why not do it." ”

He was kind and persuasive: "You see, one of the three patriarchs of the black market is originally one of our people. Over the years, those corpses have been vegetarian, and if it weren't for the support of our people, the black market would have been swallowed up by the newly opened night motorcycle market. Almost half of the goods in circulation are supplied by us, one-third plus half is five-sixths, and the remaining one is rounded up to equal the whole black market to obey us...... Are you right?" If you want to move the black market, it will inevitably cause fluctuations at the bottom of the martial arts, so first report to the rivers and lakes, so as not to be reported to the inspector Su Zhen as a conspirator.

Strictly speaking, Qin Fake Immortal can't be regarded as a completely own person.

Qin Fake Immortal Fox raised his head suspiciously, no matter how he heard it, he felt that something was wrong, but it did seem to make some sense.

"It sounds reasonable, but I always feel like there's something wrong. There was a voice from the side, and I don't know when I got up from the ground, and I listened very carefully with my chin in my hand, and raised my hand to ask.

"Shut up! Let me think quietly!" The original founder of the corpse collector organization was none other than the white-robed man in front of him. However, over the years, this person has never returned, and Qin Fake Immortal has long regarded the other corpse collector brothers scattered on the rivers and lakes as his own family. If this person says a word, I am afraid that all the brothers will reunite and do the internal response to break into the black market......

"I don't need you to do anything. Qin Xiaochuan thought about it and said, "Just borrow the Thousand Evil Caves and use it." "Take the countless treasures in the Thousand Evil Caves as bait. People die for money, and they always have to alarm some people so that they can set a goal.

If you think of the black market as a cake, it is better for one person to have it alone than to divide it equally among three people. Qin Xiaochuan, who galloped the rivers and lakes alone, looking for opponents everywhere to improve his swordsmanship, seemed to have thrown away his hand on the Central Plains all these years, but he didn't do nothing. The trade cycle in the underworld is always the most psychic place, and it is also the most lucrative place. After all, the daily coffin shop did not belong to him completely, and the turmoil in the Northern Regions for many years had somewhat affected the trade business. Without money, how can he continue to maintain the transcendent status of the Hanhai Primeval Forest, how can he raise the people of the four clans, and it is impossible to secretly support the Beichen Wang family to continue to be independent and raise soldiers and horses, which is very expensive!

"What's the benefit?" Qin Fake Immortal's heart moved.

"For my family's sake, I don't want you to pay back. ”

Qin Xiaochuan was very simple: "The rent of 100,000 taels of silver, and then give you the highest treatment, and you will be exempted from handling fees in the black market in the future!" But even more, after all, it is not a single figure like Qin Fake Immortal who contributes. Is it true that when others are not in the Central Plains, they have no control over the corpse collector organization at all, and this kind of thing is not much more expensive to accept a younger brother.

"Big boy, there's a lot of money!" said Ye Tu Ling.

Qin Fake Immortal: "Listen obediently, don't interrupt." Then it's decided, another 10,000 taels of silver, and I'll help you hide it from Su Zhen......!" Anyway, the inn can't run away, so there's really no need to be afraid that this person in front of you will be a demon.

Qin Xiaochuan couldn't help laughing: "Then let's get down to business." ”

What?

"You do me a favor, take a trip to the Dongwu Lin Chunlin realm, find a person, a lamp!" His expression was restrained, and his tone was serious: "This matter will be related to Hua Ji's life." ”

It's about Hua Ji, after Qin Xiaochuan said some of his plans, his little family Qin Fake Immortal didn't say a word and agreed to help. Anyway, there have been Qu Shitu and the shining light on the righteous path side recently, and logically speaking, there will be no major problems.

After all, time is limited, Qin Fake Immortal is lucky, and finding someone is a specialty, since he met him halfway, it would be good to entrust the matter to him. The lucky stars shine brightly, and Lao Qin always has a good result, which is actually much more reliable than Qin Xiaochuan finding a way to find a way by himself.

After that, the two parties parted amicably.

There was nothing to do for the time being, Qin Xiaochuan was about to visit Hua Ji again, and received a letter from Yi Qiunian's trustee on the way, inviting him to go to the Lonely Summit to meet.

"Born in the scene of the end of the slightest, several springs and autumns, in the six seasons of immortality, life and death are up to me. Look down on the seven feelings in the world, forget the river and cross the river, only ask the sword to fight, and don't drink the yellow spring!"

He went up to Lonely Peak again with one sword and one sword. The Traces of the Wind and the Memories of the Autumn Year were there, and the three of them met and looked at each other.

Yi Qiunian said: "You are late, the wine has been drunk, and only the empty altar is left." ”

"I don't drink alcohol. Qin Xiaochuan replied. He was a little curious about the purpose of inviting him to Lonely Peak in the autumn year, did he want to help witness the friendship between the two of them? ”

The wind blows and sweeps away a rock.

Wait for Qin Xiaochuan to sit down as he said.

Yi Qiunian said: "I invited you to come for the rumored 'Cranial Secret Technique'. I remember you said that you had ever seen Zhu Tian's head originally hung on the public pavilion?"