In the past 30 days, this is the first thing Li Qinghou said to Zhou Papi.

If you don't count the words of "Xie Dongjia" that has been repeated countless times.

After all, he didn't choose to be silent, like Xu Lai.

Because he's not Xu Lai.

He figured it out, he was not Xu Lai, so naturally he would not imitate Xu Lai again.

He is Li Qinghou, he is unwilling, that is, he is unwilling, and he will not be as silent as Xu Lai.

Zhou Papi was stunned, Li Qinghou's extremely abnormal performance made him not react for a while, and said instinctively, "Yes, if you are honest, then you are naturally praising you." ”

Li Qinghou said, "You also know that your niece and granddaughter are ordinary-looking, and a few women can't do needlework, and who doesn't know a few big characters? What's wrong with honest people?

Zhou Papi was stunned and said, "What's wrong with you, no one provokes you......"

Li Qinghou didn't know what was wrong with him, so he seemed to have been blocked in his chest for many days, and finally said it, only feeling infinitely comfortable in his chest.

Xu Lai will definitely not be like him.

Li Qinghou thought.

Zhou Papi naturally saw Li Qinghou's attitude towards this marriage.

But he didn't say anything superfluous, he only peeled the skin, and he was not interested in anything that had nothing to do with money.

After a long time, Li Qinghou's name has also spread in Sanhe Town. Everyone knows that the pawnshop's Zhou Papi recruited a beggar with only one arm, but he is extremely diligent and powerful, to be his subordinate.

People don't know his name, only that his name is Lao Li, and this title came with Niu Er's mouth. When people are in front of people, Niu Er is always bad for a master.

Zhou Papi actually recruited a beggar?

Will the beggar be willing to do things for Zhou?

After a long time, people became familiar with Lao Li, who did not speak much in the pawnshop, and naturally sympathized with his plight. Niu Er knew what Li Qinghou meant, so he didn't make a noise, so he naturally perfected a perfect story for him.

In this story, he is a down-and-out rich kid from a down-and-out family who is injured by gangsters and ends up with a broken arm.

Some kind-hearted people, sometimes when they come to pawn something, or when they are fine, they will come over to see Lao Li and give him a penny or two.

The old beggar, who could no longer be a coachman, had stayed at the door of the pawn shop for a long time, only to feel that this old Li Sheng was endlessly similar to a person in Sanhe Town back then, if it weren't for the fact that he only had one arm and was much younger.

On this day, the pawnshop welcomed another customer.

......

This is a middle-aged man with a somewhat fair skin.

He walked into the pawn shop, first glanced around, and then his gaze naturally skipped over the shopkeeper Niu Er and fell on Li Qinghou.

Then he smiled.

Li Qinghou didn't know why he was laughing, but when the white man laughed, he only felt infinitely warm.

Niu Er hurriedly rushed out, and looked at the white man's dress and knew that he was not an ordinary person. Pawn shops usually don't make much money in places like Trois-Rivières, but there is a way to pick up the skin.

The white man took out a simple long sword, which was a bit like a giant que, boxy, but much smaller, completely the size of a normal long sword.

"Look at this sword, how much it's worth. ”

Although the white man spoke, his gaze remained on Li Qinghou.

Somehow, Li Qinghou suddenly felt a little uncomfortable from that warm smile.

It was as if all his secrets had been seen through by the white man at a glance.

In the spring of March, he walked naked in the goose feather snow, and his whole body suddenly chilled.

So he picked up his broom and walked to the back door.

Niu Er played with it for a long time, first knocked it with his fingertips, then opened his eyes and looked carefully, and smelled it again, but he still couldn't be sure what this ancient long sword was. But thinking that this white man was dressed extraordinarily, and this quaint long sword looked like it was a few years old, it was put away as a cultural relic, and it was easy to sell in the future. Thinking of this, Niu Er said tentatively, "Ten cents?"

The white man was about to nod, Zhou Papi happened to be in the back at this time to sort out and check the things that people pawned some time ago, and when he heard this, he rushed out as if his eyebrows were burned by fire, and rushed out in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly snatched the long sword, "I'll take a look, what kind of thing is this, it's also worth ten cents." ”

Pawn shops are naturally not good at making money in Three Rivers Town.

But Zhou Papi also has his way to make money.

"What is this?" asked Zhou Papi.

"Xuanyuan Sword. The white man smiled, still making people feel like a spring breeze.

Although Zhou Papi peeled the skin, he had read books for a few years when he was young, and he had a little bit of knowledge, but when he heard this, his eyelids rolled, "Xuanyuan Sword, wow, it's amazing, my sword is actually in your hand, I think this Xuanyuan Sword is worth at least five cents." ”

Niu Er wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and said in his heart, even if you don't know what kind of sword this sword is, isn't it good to just talk about other names?

It's just that to his surprise, the white man doesn't seem to care how much money this sword can make. He nodded and said, "I can do both, but I still want one more." ”

Zhou Piqi said, "People...... Who do you want? And what kind of pawn do you want?"

The white man glanced inside the room.

Zhou Papi and Niu Er glanced at each other.

......

......

"What's your name?"

The white man is very bad at saying hello to others.

In fact, he never said hello to anyone.

The white man said that he needed a subordinate, and Zhou Papi didn't care who he wanted, but he just smelled something from it.

Before he could speak, the white man took out a gold leaf from his arms.

Whether Zhou Papi wants it or not, this matter is like this.

Li Qinghou looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

He may not be as old as the other party, but he definitely knows more than most people that there must be demons when things go wrong.

Li Qinghou ignored the white man, since he was sold by Zhou Papi, then he would find another place to stay.

Just as Li Qinghou put down the broom and was about to leave, the white man suddenly said, "What kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Li Qinghou's figure suddenly froze.

He turned around, and didn't hide it, but asked, "Who are you?"

There is another layer of meaning to this sentence.

How do you know.

The white man didn't speak, he stretched out his hand, just hooked forward.

The bell in Li Qinghou's arms suddenly lost control and flew straight towards him.

Li Qinghou was shocked, like a lightning strike, even when the white man called out his exercise problem, he had never behaved like this.

He still doesn't know what the magic weapon of the bell is.

But there is no doubt that no one can really control this bell, whether it is him, or Kejin Valley, or Qin Dongnan.

He couldn't even manipulate the bell with his divine sense, so he could only take it out and shake it like a normal bell.

This is the first time Li Qinghou has seen that someone can manipulate this bell with his divine sense.

However, the shock to him was not over.

The white man, his wrist flipped, and immediately a bell that was exactly the same, but a slightly larger bell appeared on the reminder.

He said, "This thing is the Soul Devouring Heart Bell, and it can complement each other with our clan's exercises, and get twice the result with half the effort." When I first forged, there were two main and auxiliary bells, and I had the main bell, so I could operate the secondary bell, where did you get this bell?"

Li Qinghou keenly captured the key point in the white man's words.

He said, "My people." ”

Li Qinghou's eyelids jumped, only to feel that his breathing was heavy, his brain was buzzing, and he couldn't stop smiling bitterly.

The white man stepped forward and said, "Even if you don't say it, I can see that you have been practicing my clan's exercises for a long time, and you don't want to deny it, with your current cultivation, you can't hide my perception." Even if this bell is only a secondary bell, it can also be compared to a lower grade immortal weapon, with the main and secondary bells in hand, and it has the power of half a foot stepping into the Taoist weapon. How can you, a little cultivator of the lower realm, get this bell?"

The white man didn't release any divine sense coercion, just looked at him so quietly, Li Qinghou felt that any of the lies he said couldn't escape this person's eyes.

He didn't intend to tell a lie, and he didn't have the heart to tell a lie.

Li Qinghou said a name out of his mouth.

"Qin Dongnan. ”

The white man also said a name in his mouth.

"Southeast tilt, Qin southeast, interesting. ”