The thunder in the day is really weird.

Especially when the sun is rising and the morning light is warm.

Outside the Four Seas Xuanqi Pavilion, most of the monks who were bored in line raised their heads and looked in the direction of the thunder, but the thunder passed away.

It made many monks who obviously heard it have a delusion.

On Qianjin Street, among the flower buildings, many sleeping monks were awakened by the thunder, and looked out of the window in a daze, the sun was pressing.

After scolding, he unconsciously touched the sleeping person beside him, and then continued to sleep satisfied.

In front of the indefinite pawnshop, Ge Thirteen gently stacked two or two ring-shaped circular deadbolts on top of each other, and put on a large lock with a beast's head whose corners were severely worn.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound, and Ge 13 slowly raised his head and looked behind the sound.

I stared at it for a long time, and then I didn't look around.

The indefinite pawnshop has a rank order, and at the top of the list is the young master who is a little more mysterious than him.

Below is the shopkeeper surnamed Zhi Ge, and then there is no more, there is really no more.

The pawnshop booklet that has been passed down for more than 10,000 years, similar to the ancestral genealogy of the ordinary mountain gate, is how it is recorded.

About Sihai City, some of the plans of Sihai Commercial Bank, how can the well-deserved old neighbor of the Pawnshop not know?

A long, long time ago, in the year of the year, there was a young white-haired man who was most familiar with the pawnshop, followed by a hunchbacked old man, who had the courage to walk into the pawnshop.

As for whether he was bold, Ge 13 proudly thought that all the monks who knew about the pawnshop, which one should not have the courage to dare to set foot in this pawnshop?

However, those monks who paid ten amethysts naturally couldn't be mixed up.

Ge 13 still remembers that the white-haired young man didn't say anything that time, just watched.

But when he said the words, "You need to pay ten amethyst to enter the door." After slipping away.

The white-haired monk with a young face was stunned for a moment, then turned over the cuff pockets of his shirt with an embarrassed face, and finally said something as if he was particularly embarrassed.

"Can you get a discount, five?"

Then he said the word "roll" for the first time.

After that, the white-haired young man with a young face waved goodbye politely.

It was on that day that Fu Nanqiang knew that the nail on his hometown nest was a Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor, and it was still the kind that was very strong.

Ge Thirteen was like a poor man among the common people in a secular dynasty, and he dragged the beast-faced black lock.

After making sure that the door was locked, he turned around and walked away.

Seeing this, a few monks who had wronged Xuanjing had nothing to do, and quipped: "Yo, old man, your black-hearted shop is finally closed!"

It was a young monk who spoke, and there was a lot of laughter.

Ge Thirteen, who was already walking very slowly, stopped abruptly and turned to look at the young monk who was smiling.

The face is expressionless, but there are thousands of expressions in the eyes.

The young monk felt as if something was on his throat, his breath faltered, and his power seemed to stop.

Beads of sweat poured out on his forehead.

Just when the young monk intuitively felt that he could not bear such pressure.

The pressure disappeared abruptly, and the young monk bent down in prostration, gasping for breath.

There was an impatient urging behind him.

"Hey, I said, this fellow Daoist, what's the matter with you? I don't know if everyone is in a hurry to get in? If you don't want to line up, go to the side, don't delay the time of the big guy. ”

The young monk turned his head to look at it, and it was a man with a big beard and a knife, and the words "not to be messed with" were written all over his face.

The young monk, who was also watching the dishes, hurriedly apologized for two sentences, said two words of humility, and walked forward.

Suddenly, I remembered something, and I looked back in a direction that seemed to be habitual.

But he found that there was nothing, and when he saw the bearded man with the knife again, the young monk smiled again and narrowed his eyes and nodded.

The cultivation of the young monk in the early stage of King Xuan, in fact, is not much better than the man with a big mouth and a beard who is also in the early stage of King Xuan.

Moreover, the mountain gate where the young monk is located is still a second-rate sect that is not weak on the mountain, and the mystical secrets practiced are also superior methods.

It's just that it's better to have multiple friends than multiple enemies when you're away from home!

If he turns his face angrily and makes an unpleasant fuss, what if the other party reveals his identity and is a powerful sect with a lot of background?

Besides, he was obviously stranded, which hindered the other party, and it was wrong first.

In the mind of the young monk, he suddenly remembered a proverb that made sense when he went out to wander, the people on the mountain are doing, the sky on the top of the mountain is watching, no matter what you do, you have to weigh yourself, right or wrong, wrong in front, right in the back, right in front, wrong in the back?

There is also the last sentence of his own master squinting his eyes, which is very knowledgeable.

The young monk, who was suddenly introspective, suddenly remembered, but did not remember that he seemed to have done something wrong, but what it was, the young monk really couldn't remember.

It's really distressing to remember it without remembering it.

It was only when the young monk inadvertently touched the sweat stains on his forehead and looked back at the warm morning sun, and remembered a muffled thunder earlier.

It's really a lot of strange things today.

The old man in the felt hat, whose mouth was crooked and his eyes were slit, disappeared in an instant from the minds of the monks who saw him, or who laughed because the young monk laughed with amusement.

is also a big man standing on the top of the mountain, if he can't do this little thing, wouldn't it make people laugh off their front teeth in vain?

The Four Seas Tianjiadu Port is actually a mysterious weapon, a mysterious weapon that is almost considered a semi-holy level.

Because the Sihai Tianjiadu Port was originally built according to a huge mysterious vessel.

A fixed half-saint level mystical vessel.

The reason why Fu Nanqiang does not leave the Sihai Ferry Port all year round is not without reason.

The Sihaidu port itself is a big reason.

The control of this Sihaidu port hub, which can afford to be known as the largest mysterious weapon on the Xuanwu Continent of the Five Prefectures, is located at the head office of the Sihai Commercial Bank, which is located a little away from the central area.

It would be more accurate to say that it is in a very small but very large meson space beneath the ground of the Four Seas Trading House.

And the entrance to that meson space is known only to one person.

Not far in front of him, he could vaguely see Shen Miasma, who had taken a lot of effort to move from Dongzhou.

Fu Nanqiang suddenly stopped, looked back at Yu Yufeng, and said softly, "Gone?"

The afterglow wind slowly bowed.