"Hey, look at this!"

The old man in the Sword Pavilion shook his hand in front of Yang Qing's eyes.

Yang Qing came back to his senses, wiped his saliva, and hurriedly saluted the old man: "Boy Yang Qing, it's rude!"

"It turns out that you are Yang Qing!

The old man spoke a little forcelessly, and waved his hand: "In the past two days, the outer door has been talking about you, and my ears are tired of listening to it." ”

"By the way, what's your name?"

When Yang Qing heard this, he was stunned for a while, and hurriedly said, "Boy Yang Qing, I don't know what the seniors call me?"

"Hehe! I often have a bad memory, and people tell me to forget my worries, so you can tell me to forget the old man!"

The old man who forgot his worries lost his fierce momentum at the beginning, and now he is like a kind old man.

"Forget all sorrows, forget all sorrows?" Yang Qing secretly said strange names.

Shaking his head, Yang Qing asked, "Forget about the seniors, the juniors just saw a lot of various weapons outside, may I ask why this is happening, don't our Immortal Sword Sect use swords?"

The old man who forgot his worries thought about it for a long time before he suddenly realized: "What you are talking about are those knives, guns and sticks outside the door! Hehe, that's what I was bored to look at, besides, who said that the Changxian Sword Sect must use a sword, I will use a pair of sledgehammers!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a pair of sledgehammers directly from the storage bag on his body, which were shiny with black oil, and danced on the spot.

With the dancing body, the momentum on the old man's body changed again, the movement was tiger and tiger, the momentum was like a rainbow, where was the appearance just now.

Yang Qing could only stand by and watch.

After waiting for a while, the old man put away the hammer, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, turned back into the weak old man, and looked at Yang Qing: "What's your name?

What's the situation?

Yang Qing leaned close to the ear of the old man: "Senior, my name is Yang Qing." ”

"Oh, Yang Qing! is that waste Yang Qing?"

You are a waste, Yang Qing secretly echoed, and arched his hand: "The junior has just entered the sect not long ago, so come over to pay a visit and make the seniors smile." ”

The old man smiled gently: "What a good boy, he looks about the same age as my grandson!"

"By the way, what's your name?" asked the old man again, patting his head.

Yang Qing shook his head a little foggy, and secretly said Could it be that this old man has amnesia?

With an idea in his heart, Yang Qing's eyes scribbled, and there was a cyan long sword on the shelf not far away, and from such a distance, Yang Qing could feel the sharp aura on its sword.

"Ahem!"

Yang Qing pretended to cough deeply with his hands behind his back, pointed to the long sword and said to the old man who forgot his worries: "I have already given the spirit crystal to that sword just now, quickly take it!"

"Wait!"

The old man stomped on the ground three times with his foot, and then he heard a chirping sound.

Yang Qing looked at it, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

A monkey in a brown coat stepped out of it, about half the height of an adult, with his hands behind his back, holding a small notebook in his hand, looking like it was for memorization, and wearing a pair of glasses on his large face covered with body hair.

The old man smiled at Yang Qing, turned to the monkey and said, "India Ah San, just now this little brother bought the Qinghong sword, 108,000 spirit crystals, after you make a record, put the spirit crystals in the warehouse!"

There is also an accountkeeper? Yang Qing's forehead was full of sweat, and his heart was cold.

Hearing this, Indian Ah San, the monkey eyes glared at Yang Qing, took the notebook and put it in front of the old man, Yang Qing pursed his mouth and squinted secretly, it was full of the conversation between Yang Qing and the old man who had just forgotten his worries, word for word.

It seems that the old man who forgets his worries also knows that his memory is not good, so this Indian Ah San is also responsible for keeping accounts in addition to keeping accounts.

Yang Qing's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs began to tremble, and he slowly moved towards the door.

Hehe!

Hehe!

The old man looked at the book, let out a cold laugh, and only after reading the book did he know that the kid in front of him dared to take advantage of his bad memory to fish in this troubled water.

"Come on, come on!"

After reading the book, the old man changed again, and directly picked up Yang Qing, who had already walked to the door, with one hand, and threw it back to the same place.

"Senior, the junior was joking just now, don't take it seriously!" Yang Qing couldn't finish wiping the man on his face, and said with a flattering smile.

"What a joke! I'm serious!"

The old man smiled meaningfully, patted Yang Qing's shoulder, and then pointed to the long sword: "We all said just now, that Qinghong sword, 280,000 spirit crystals, you want it, right!"

Hearing this, Yang Qing was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, if I remember correctly, the old man clearly said that it was 108,000 spirit crystals, how could it become 280,000 now?

Yang Qing swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly saluted: "The seniors don't remember the villain, forgive the juniors this time! Besides, the juniors only have a thousand spirit crystals on their bodies, and a fraction of them is not counted! I can't buy them if I want to!"

"Hey, hey!"

The old man's personality was like seventy-two changes, he smiled obscenely, directly stuffed the Qinghong Sword into Yang Qing's arms, and took out the thousand spirit crystals given by Qian Wanda.

"Disciple Yang Qing of the Medicine Garden, come to my Sword Pavilion today and take a Qinghong Sword! The price is 280,000 spirit crystals, and now I will temporarily pay the interest of 1,000 spirit crystals, and the balance will be paid off within a year, otherwise I will be hacked to death!"

"Write it all down!"

The old man made a look, and the Indian Ah San wrote down what he said just now in his notebook without hurrying.

"Okay, let's go, remember to pay the balance within a year, otherwise you know the consequences!"

The old man directly kicked Yang Qing, who was still stunned, out of the door.

"The world is finally clear!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly turned back into the kind old man, and asked the Indian Ah San beside him, "Who are you, are you here to buy something?"

Indian Ah San turned around and walked inside, and his voice came slowly: "I am your grandfather!

The old man bowed weakly, looked at the back of Indian Ah San, and shook his head: "Alas, why does this grandson look like this, creating evil!"

......

Besides, Yang Qing, after being kicked out of the door by the old man, the whole person stayed there!

I've been touched? What the hell is going on?

Do I owe money? or a huge amount of money!

Yang Qing had 10,000 crows flying in his mind, and he couldn't figure out why he owed people so much money for no reason.

......

After thinking about it for a long time, he was still in a state of confusion, Yang Qing put the Qinghong Sword in his arms into the storage bag, regardless of your three-seven-twenty-one, there is no evidence, what if you don't pay it back, when the time comes, when you ask, you will say that he forced it to himself, what can I do.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing walked with the wind, and walked directly to the back cave mansion.