Dusk, North Abyss City.

The sky was dark and depressed, and the bluestone-paved streets were piled up with a large number of yellow maple leaves, and the breeze blew, the maple leaves danced on the ground, and the messy leaves roamed the streets, free and slightly drifting.

"Hey, with this autumn wind, the maple leaves that have accompanied me all summer have also left, and it is good that you can break free from the shackles of the maple tree..."

On the corner of the street, a faint sigh suddenly came from a dilapidated shop, and his words revealed emotion, mixed with a little joy, he was happy for those fallen leaves.

If nothing else, perhaps just because they were all like-minded, he was like a fallen leaf, and he yearned for freedom.

The boy stood in front of the window, watching the fallen leaves fly away, envious and unwanted.

Autumn is getting stronger, the fallen leaves lose all their luster, but they are free, they can float far away, they pay for their lives, and finally become the dust of the world, this life has no regrets.

Spring goes to autumn, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Xuan is already sixteen years old, and he has never left this store since he can remember, and can only look at the outside world through a bay window.

"Boy, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a weak voice interrupted Zhang Xuan's thoughts.

Outside the shop, an old man walked slowly, this person had gray hair, sparse teeth, an old face full of furrows, and cloudy eyes full of blood, giving people the illusion of a waning day.

"This man is dying. ”

Zhang Xuan turned his head and looked at the old man secretly, and found that the old man exuded a dead breath all over his body, and when the old man approached him, he could even feel a faint cold aura coming to his face.

"Boy, why are you in a daze again?

The old man's tone was a little displeased, when he first entered the door, the young man in front of him was looking at the fallen leaves on the street in a daze sentimentally, and now he was looking at him in a daze, such behavior was very rude.

Zhang Xuan saw that the old man's face was not good, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and a hint of a smirk instantly appeared on his face, and he walked towards the old man in three steps and two steps.

Crash... Crash...

As he walked, there was a sound under his feet, a very crisp sound of gold and iron, it was a pair of rusty shackles, hanging dead on his ankles, this shackle was connected to the chain, trapping Zhang Xuan in this small shop, not leaving the shop for even a step.

Zhang Xuan was obviously accustomed to it, walked to the counter in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, the villain is a little slack, and I hope that the old gentleman will not remember the villain and forgive the villain's rudeness." ”

When the old man heard this, his face eased slightly, sighed, and said: "Your kid's background is so bleak, and you dare to be so slack, if you let Old Man Tang know, you won't have good fruit to eat." ”

When Zhang Xuan heard this, he smiled a little wryly, and didn't dare to speak, so he could only nod his head submissively, and he didn't make amends again and again.

"Boy, get me something out. ”

After the old man said a few words, he fumbled in his arms until he found a crumpled pawn ticket and put it on the counter unhurriedly.

Zhang Xuan picked up the pawn ticket, looked at it carefully, a trace of embarrassment crossed his face, and he looked at the old man with some words to say, his eyes were full of dodge.

"Boy, why don't you bring me something soon?"

Seeing that Zhang Xuan hadn't moved, the old man suddenly had a trace of imperceptible vigilance in his cloudy pupils, and slammed the table.

Syllable!

A huge voice sounded, and the old man with weak energy actually left a huge palm print on the counter, and he said angrily: "This Tianxuanfang is really broken, could it be that the old guy Tang Wu sold the old man's things?"

"Seniors are angry!"

Zhang Xuan was startled, looking at the almost cracked counter, his forehead was full of cold sweat, he hurriedly explained: "When the product is still in the warehouse, but the shopkeeper has gone out, and the key to the warehouse is on him, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in a short time, if you want to redeem the goods, I'm afraid you have to come and handle it in person by the shopkeeper." ”

"Damn, why didn't the old man think of it, this damn bastard. ”

The old man's face was full of anger, and he trembled with anger, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Xuan didn't dare to take a breath, feeling the death air on the old man's body, and found that the old man's chest was red, and there were blood stains on his robe.

It turned out that the old man was seriously injured.

"The death qi on the old man's body is so thick, it seems that this injury is not trivial, and it is estimated to be a fatal injury. ”

Zhang Xuan secretly observed, thinking that if he could not be treated in time, he estimated that the old man would not live for half an hour.

"Where's the storehouse, boy?"

"Senior, what are you going to do?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and lead the way, otherwise..."

The old man didn't speak, and his withered fingers tapped the palm prints on the counter, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Senior, this is a robbery, this is a crime, we can't do anything illegal... Ah~!"

Zhang Xuan was halfway through his words, only to feel that his arm was grabbed by someone, and the pain in his heart came from his arm.

I only heard the old man threaten: "Little guy, the old man can't bear to move you when he sees that you are a hard-working person, if you don't take the bean bag and don't use dry food, don't blame the old man for being polite." ”

Zhang Xuan was in pain, gritted his teeth and hurriedly changed his words: "The predecessor spares his life, the villain knows that he is wrong, the warehouse is behind the counter, but there is any 'formation' blessing in that place, I'm afraid it will be difficult to open." ”

"Without further ado, lead the way. ”

"Senior, the treasury is in the back, but the villain can't lead the way. ”

Zhang Xuan said, shaking the shackles on his feet, his face was full of embarrassment, and he looked like he had more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, jumped into the counter, opened the bead curtain and entered the backyard.

The warehouse of Tianxuanfang is extremely mysterious, and the shopkeeper Tang Wu strictly forbids Zhang Xuan to approach, so Rao is Zhang Xuan has stayed in the shop for more than ten years and has never seen the true face of Lushan.

Cracking sound!

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

...

After the old man entered the backyard, there was a huge commotion.

The death aura around him became more and more intense, Zhang Xuan frowned, he knew that the old man was probably more than lucky, he looked at the bead curtain, but he couldn't see anything.

It didn't take long for the movement in the backyard to suddenly disappear.

Zhang Xuan knew that the old man should be dead.

"Hey... People die like lights go out, seniors, seniors, I still want to collect your corpse, but how did you die in that place. ”

The street outside the store was still bustling, looking at the passers-by outside, Zhang Xuan sighed slightly.

At this moment, a heavy palm suddenly pressed on Zhang Xuan's shoulder, and then a figure fell to his side, it was a bloody bloody man.

It was the old man, whose robe was torn and his body was covered with huge wounds, and blood was bubbling from him.

"Senior, it's great that you're okay!"

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed.

The old man was lying on the ground, his eyes were a little dazed, and he gasped and said: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted, and you actually wanted to collect the body for the old man. ”

"Senior, don't give up, maybe you can get through if you insist on persevering. ”

Zhang Xuan squatted beside the old man, comforting the old man insincerely.

"Boy, catch this thing, don't let it be revealed in front of others, remember that the old man is talking about anyone, especially Tang Wu's old miscellaneous pieces. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly propped himself up and slapped Zhang Xuan's forehead with a palm.

After Zhang Xuan's head "buzzed", his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground, and at the moment when he lost consciousness, he seemed to feel something burrowing into his head.

When the old man had done all this, he struggled to run towards the outside of the shop, but it was getting darker outside, and he blended into the crowd and finally disappeared.

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