"I don't know what you want to pawn?"

Han Lingsha returned to the main hall, and a hint of deliberate politeness appeared on her little face.

The girl looked at the interior decoration and said slowly: "I heard that your bank has a special rule, all tangible and intangible things can be exchanged for returns of the same value, what kind of long-cherished wish can be realized?"

Han Lingsha nodded: "Not bad." ”

The boss said that if you can knock on the door of the pawnshop, you are all in demand and have the pawn thing, and there is no need to hide it.

Otherwise, normal people will not hear about the reputation of Yongan Pawnshop at all, and even if they pass by, they will not want to come in.

Han Lingsha also experienced this when she was shopping for vegetables.

As long as she leaves the pawnshop, she can blend in with the flow of people in reality, and sometimes there will be warm-hearted neighbors to greet her, but no one will ask her where she is from, let alone unrelated people to visit, even the spirit beast spirit who sent her back.

It's like this pawnshop, existing in an eerie space, only seen by those who need it.

So far, there are only a dozen guests, so what do you want now?

The girl pondered for a moment and said, "I want the whereabouts of an ancient painting!"

Han Lingsha's eyes flashed slightly: "Be specific!"

The girl said: "I don't know what the ancient painting looks like, I only know that it is a lost thing in the saint today. ”

"Sure enough, the person who came was not good!"

Han Lingsha's heart sank.

It is no coincidence that she had just escaped from the encirclement of the government, and someone came to inquire about the whereabouts of the ancient painting.

As soon as Qiankun killed the embroidered royal history Wang He, her uncle took information and wanted to know why the government was mobilizing, but the result was because the Son of Heaven lost an ancient painting.

The point is that they obviously didn't steal ancient paintings.

The Han family is a tomb robber, not a thief, and he eats the bear's heart and leopard gall, and he doesn't dare to steal the painting of the Son of Heaven.

Was it a misunderstanding? Or is there another reason?

Seeing Han Lingsha's face change slightly, the girl said lightly: "Can you do it?"

She is naturally Liu Shifeng's daughter Liu Mengli.

These days, the wanted notices were posted and traps were set up, originally to arrest Han Lingsha and bring him to justice, but he was unexpectedly escaped.

When she realized that the Yongan pawnshop was very likely to be Han Lingsha's hiding place, for the sake of Liu Shifeng and the people of Yuzhou, Liu Mengli decided to come here in person.

It's not that I can't believe Pei Jian and the others, because this is the last chance, if the thieves escape again, they will never be able to chase it back.

"Of course you can!"

Han Lingsha didn't take the agitation method, but her eyes rolled, but she waved her hand, and the balance suddenly appeared in the center of the long table.

It stands to reason that the Son of Heaven sits on the world, and a mere ancient painting is not worth mentioning, and it is not worth making such a big deal about.

Unless the painting has some special meaning, or hides some secret!

Han Lingsha was very curious.

According to the spirit beast essence, her uncle Han Beikuang and the thief Li Hankong are going to do a big thing.

Is there some kind of connection between the two?

"The boss asked me to receive it, which is also a test, and it must be completed well!"

Han Lingsha rubbed his hands, pointed to the copper plate on the left and said, "Recall everything you know about ancient paintings, you can't let go of any clues!"

"Good!"

Liu Mengli tapped the head of the mantis and closed her eyes in meditation.

A layer of imperceptible purple rippled out, and countless pictures in it turned into streamers and poured into it.

Han Lingsha immediately began to operate.

After she signed the contract, she became a member of the Yongan pawnshop to use the scale.

This thing is refined by Gu Cheng, and it is integrated with the power of measuring the heavenly machine, and in this world, it is comparable to an artifact.

The job of the palm eye needs to identify not only the value of the pawn, but also the value of the customer.

So at this moment, Han Lingsha wants to take a look at what the ancient paintings that make Yuzhou so troublesome are what they are!

Knowing before and after, deducing the heavenly opportunity, in an instant, an invisible force connected the two women.

Bang!

In front of Han Lingsha's eyes, the void was broken, and countless fragmented pictures flashed quickly, she was not in a hurry, and began to sort out and summarize, looking for the important information in it.

"Xuanyuan Hill?"

The streamer shuttled, and soon came to a majestic temple, which was the origin of the rise of the human race.

Xuanyuan Hill, where the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan was born.

To this day, the Terrans have to worship this ancient ancestor and thank him Xuanyuan for leading the Terrans out of the mountains and ruling the earth.

But the strange thing is that the main focus of this scene is not on Xuanyuan Hill, but on a mediocre stone sword erected in front of the ancestral temple.

"What kind of treasure is this stone sword?"

Han Lingsha didn't understand what it meant, so she could only look back.

The scattered pictures were eliminated by her one by one, and then fell on a purple gold dragon.

It seems to be the dragon vein of the national fortune of the Great Jiang Dynasty, and with this protection, the country can be long and the world is peaceful.

"If you have a big mistake, you will admonish, and if you repeat it and don't listen, you will be transposed!"

"Wudao Dusk Monarch, I will sacrifice to the Human King Holy Ancestor today and remove you from the throne!"

But in the picture, there is a group of ministers praying to the dragon, and the sound rumbles, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

A man in a dragon robe was furious, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to denounce, and then the guards appeared, killing the ministers, blood appeared, the sky shook, a shocking battle unfolded, and the picture was also shattered.

Han Lingsha was dumbfounded, and was immediately dragged into another picture.

This time, the focus directly changed to the Son of Heaven, but it was not the one who had fought with the ministers before, but a younger noble man, looking up at the purple gold dragon on the Human King City, his eyes showed a look of disgust, and then turned into a kind of determination to win.

Finally, there is an ancient painting, breaking through the void and disappearing, with a vague name echoing in the heart.

"Ancient Dragon Devouring Diagram!"

When everything in Yong'an Pawnshop came back to the eyes, Han Lingsha looked at the balance in a daze and gasped.

Although she didn't quite understand the cause and effect, the smart little brain melon had a rough guess, and her heart beat violently.

It seems to be an earth-shattering event!

Wrong......

Does this have anything to do with Han's?

Desolate Ancient Dragon Devouring Diagram, she and Han Beikuang don't say they have seen it, they haven't even heard of it before!

The status of the two is very different, and it can't be related at all!

At this moment, Han Lingsha subconsciously looked at the inner courtyard, but did not get any response.

After settling down, she turned to Liu Mengli and asked in a condensed voice, "If you want to find the whereabouts of the ancient painting, what are you willing to pawn?"

Liu Mengli said: "I was born with the power of illusion, and I am willing to exchange it for clues to ancient paintings. ”

Liu Mengli's identity is noble, and it is also relative to the ordinary, at such an age, she was able to create her own Qianhua Spirit Illusion Array and win three disciples of the Langfeng Sect, she is talented, she has been unfamiliar with illusions since she was a child, and she is more awake than usual when she sleeps.

This ability makes Liu Mengli precocious and wise, and has become Liu Shifeng's right-hand man, just observing the words and feelings, and is sure that there are masters behind Han Lingsha, if Yongan Pawnshop is really as magical as the legend, she is willing to pay the price.

Unexpectedly, Han Lingsha's five fingers took a shot from afar, grabbed a wisp of breath and put it into the tray on the left, but the balance became tilted.

Han Lingsha raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid it's not enough!"