"One has a lot of hair, and one has very little hair." The boy said with a smile on his face.

It's not a polite laugh, it's more like a mockery.

"One is ugly, and the other," said the girl, after a pause, "and ugly." ”

The conversation is finally over, and there are more and more people on the platform at the moment.

"You two don't go too far!" Before he could open his mouth, Ah San yelled.

"Excessive? What's the point? "The boy was carrying a sword on his shoulder, and he was like a person who had come out of a martial arts novel.

"We're clearly stating the facts." The boy said as he stroked the hilt of his sword with a slender hand.

"The facts?" Ah San was furious, "What kind of bullshit fact is this?" ”

"Hehe, which sentence is not true? One is strong and one is thin, one is tall and one is short, one has more hair and one has less hair, and one is ugly," the young man paused, then looked at Ah San with provocative eyes and said, "One is uglier!" ”

"You...... You little bastard! Ah San was annoyed and angry, "Look at me slapping you to death with one palm!" ”

Just as Ah San raised his palm, which was the size of an uninjured fan, a sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was the sound of the sword unsheathed, crisp and ruthless, but with endless echoes.

It's like the sound of a huge block of ice when it makes its first crack and quickly extends to infinity.

This is because there is much more to the unsheathed sword than one!

All the people behind the boy and girl drew their swords, some of them standing on the platform, some of them standing on the steps below the platform.

Each sword reflected the light of the cold forest, making people dare not look directly.

At this moment, the only person who did not draw his sword was the young man.

"Is it spectacular?" The boy asked.

"Strong, spectacular." Ah Sanpu's fan-like hand slowly lowered.

He understood that this group of people was all in a group. And the boy and the girl were the leaders of the group.

"That gentleman," the boy turned his gaze back to the sky, "do you think it's spectacular too?" ”

"Spectacular!"

Although the hatred in his heart has not been eliminated, he is not stupid.

"It's 98 swords in total."

As soon as the words fell, Ah San felt a cold light pierce his eyes.

It turned out that the boy also drew his sword.

"With the addition of me, it's 99 in total." The boy said.

"Drifting, pretty."

This time, Ah San was not forced by pressure, but praised from the bottom of his heart.

Because this time he saw it very clearly.

The boy's sword was three feet in front of him. The sword is very narrow, only an inch wide, but the blade is cold and shining, and the cold is pressing, as if it has been refined with thousands of years of cold ice.

"Are you two also the janitors of this mausoleum pawnshop?" The boy asked.

"No, it's not." Ah San actually shivered, because he saw endless hatred in the young man's black eyes.

"What does that do?" The boy asked.

"We, we're just here to be things." Ah San replied immediately.

At this moment, the idea of immediately distancing himself from the pawnshop of the mausoleum appeared in his mind.

"It's good if not." The young man turned around and shouted with a wave of his hand, "Put away your sword!" ”

The sound of breaking jade appeared again, but this time there was an order, so it seemed very uniform.

"May I ask you what you want to do?" The boy turned.

"My eldest brother has already gone in, he is here, to be a durian." Ah San said.

"Durian?" The young man stroked the hilt of his sword and asked, "Sunset durian?" ”

"Yes."

"What about you?" The boy looked into the sky.

"A pair of words."

"Fonts?"

"Cursive, wild grass."

"Who's?"

"Zhang Xu."

"Oh." The boy looked at the girl on the side, "It's all valuable things." ”

"Yes." The girl pursed her lips and said, "People should not be disguised." ”

This time, no matter what the two of them said, there were no waves in the hearts of Mukong and Ah San.

Because in the face of absolute strength, all hypocrisy is meaningless.

These 99 Senhan's swords are absolute strength!

"Let's go inside." The boy spoke suddenly.

"What, what?" Puzzled asked.

"Both of these things are rare treasures." The boy said, "If you don't really lack money, you won't take it out." ”

"You decided to wait?" The girl asked.

"Yes," the boy smiled, "don't ruin someone else's money." ”

"Destroying financial routes?" Mukong looked puzzled.

"Don't understand?" The boy asked.

"No, I don't understand." Mekong said cautiously.

"Since you can stand here, you must have crossed the Santu River."

"Yes."

"And what kind of fare did you pay?"

"One finger!" At this time, Ah San suddenly jumped out, and he shook his severed finger and shouted.

I can finally mention it on my fingers, and I don't forget that I wasted a game in vain.

"Oh." The boy looked at the sky again, "What about you?" ”

"I, I didn't pay anything, the scythe, the scythe seems to be out of order."

"I see." The boy was silent for a moment and spoke again, "Then do you want to know what so many of us have paid?" ”

"Yes!" Sora replied immediately.

But he immediately felt uncomfortable, because the eyes of nearly a hundred people were looking at him in unison.

"No, I don't want to."

"It's okay." The boy said.

"Shankai!" The boy yelled back, "Bring that thing up and show it to these two." ”

Shan Kai?

Is this also a personal name?

Just when Ah San and Mukong were puzzled, a big man with a big shape slowly walked up.

It's not too much to say that he is a big man, because Ah San, who is also a big man, and even the leader can be put into it by this person.

His thick legs were like two pillars holding the sky, and with each step, the earth seemed to tremble.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer and closer, and the shape of a big Han mountain stood in front of Mukong and Ah San.

He was two heads taller than Ah San.

"Look!" He slowly pulled a cloth bag out of his bosom.

The cloth was round, and it was like pinching an apple in his huge palm.

Shan Kai held the cloth bag with one hand, slowly placed it in front of Mukong and Ah San's eyes, and then slowly opened the cloth bag with the other hand.

See clearly, there's ......

There was a bloody human head in there!

"Ahh Sora was the first to scream.

"This, this ......" Ah San was confused, "this is the boat fare you paid?" ”

"Huh." The boy smiled, "Take a closer look at who this person is?" ”

"It's ......," San's eyes widened.

The man's eyes hadn't closed yet, and his slightly protruding eyes were filled with disbelief written on them. His face was white, as if he had been coated with a thick layer of frost, and his hair was dark, in contrast to his pale face.

"It's the Grim Reaper." Ah San said slowly, "This is Charon on the Santu River!" ”

"That's right." Shan Kai showed a cruel smile, "That's the guy." He even wanted to collect our boat fare, so I screwed his head off! ”

"Huh?" Ah San took two steps back in horror, and soon crashed into Mukong.

"Okay," the boy waved his hand, "stand down." ”

"Yes!" Shan Kai reloaded the cloth bag and walked to the side of the young man with a trembling step.

"Do you see?" The boy asked.

"Look, I see." Ah San replied tremblingly.

"Got what?" The boy asked with interest.

"No, no one can stand in your way."

"Looks like so." The girl suddenly said enchantingly.

"I, we're not janitors, we, we're going to get out of the way right away." Ah San patted Mukong's shoulder.

"Yes, yes, you please, you please." Mukong hurriedly said.

"Ugh." The boy sighed softly.

This sigh almost scared the empty soul out.

"What do you think we're here for?" The boy asked.

"Of course I'm here to be a thing." Sora said.

"When what?"

"It should be, it should be a sword." "You're here to be the sword at your waist." ”

"Presumptuous !!" Shan Kai suddenly shouted.

This time, Mukong really found a bit of an out-of-body feeling.

"I was wrong, I misunderstood." Sora immediately responded, he couldn't even stand on his feet.

"Okay, don't scare others." The boy said, "You'd better stand in the back." ”

"Yes!" Shan Kai moved his column-like legs again and walked to the bottom of the steps.

But despite this, he was like a hill.

"In a sense," the boy began, "you are not wrong in being a sword. ”

"Yes, yes?" Mukong said with a smiling face.

"Then how much do you think our 99 swords are worth?"

"Many, too many!" Mukong immediately said, "Every good sword like this is worth a fortune, let alone so many. ”

"That's right." The boy said, "So I'm afraid it's not enough for the mausoleum pawnshop to pay for it." ”

"So, what more do you need?" Ah San asked with wide eyes.

"Life." The boy spat out a word softly.

At this moment, Mukong and Ah San finally understood.

These people are not here to be things, they are really here to wash the pawnshop in the mausoleum.

The Grim Reaper, Charon, was just a bird.

"Understood?" The boy asked again.

"Got it, it's all this time." Sora said.

"Okay." The young man actually sat down cross-legged in front of the Senluo Palace, "You guys go in." ”

"Huh?" Sora was still hesitating.

"This is a personal vendetta between us and the mausoleum pawnshop, and I don't want to involve the innocent." The boy continued, "Since you are only here to be a thing, then take it as soon as possible, and get out of here as soon as you get the money!" ”

"Yes, yes." Sora and Ah San turned around.

This time, even Ah San felt that he couldn't stand on the platform and wait. He had to go in right away and tell his big brother the news.

Just as the two of them casually found two doorways and were about to enter, the young man's voice came again.

"I'll just wait for you for ten minutes."