Seeing Qingyan about to leave, Steward Wang hurriedly shouted, "Eh, don't... Lord Zhao stays! I... I still have a house worth about three hundred taels of gold, do you think I will be the one or give you the title deed? I can take that much at most!"

"Well, that's it, in that case, I'll give you the rest of the two hundred taels. Qingyan looked pretty much the same.

"In that case, Qingyan, the money is enough, let's do it as soon as possible. Saying that, Qingyan was about to go out.

Qingyan told Ziyang before that if he wanted to show that he didn't want to go, Ziyang wouldn't act anything, but silently grabbed Qingyan's clothes and shook his head.

"Hmm, look at me!" Qingyan patted his head, "Lord Wang, I said this Qingyan at the beginning, it is slightly different from my method of making money, should you pay the money, Qingyan kills, take the money first and then kill people." ”

After speaking, Qingyan spread out his hands, "Otherwise, Qingyan will not make a move!"

"How can there be a reason to take the money first, no! I feel a little uneasy in my heart like this, if I fail, won't I lose both official and financial resources, and I won't succeed!" Steward Wang shook his head, "Otherwise, I will pay you half first, and after killing, I will give the other half." ”

"Qingyan, look?" Qingyan looked at Ziyang and asked.

Ziyang closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"No, eh, Qingyan, no, let's discuss it again, don't go, although the money is not much, but mosquito legs are also meat!" Qingyan then blocked Ziyang in front of him, secretly pushed Ziyang, and quickly pulled back.

This move was in the eyes of Steward Wang, Qingyan shook his head and prepared to leave.

Gritting his teeth, Steward Wang trembled, "Lord Qingyan, wait a minute!"

With that, Steward Wang pushed open the door and walked out, and after a while, Steward Wang trotted all the way back.

"Huh... Ha... Green... Lord Qingyan! This is gold, five hundred taels! And this is the title deed of the third house in the west of the town, you can take it! Please, little one, you must help me!" After Steward Wang finished speaking, he bowed a few more times.

"......" Ziyang still didn't squeak.

"Oh, that's it, I can't stand it anymore, let's go! Lord Wang relaxes, within a day, Lord Zhang will die!" Qingyan smiled and snatched the gold and title deed and dragged Ziyang out.

"Hahaha! This old boy is quite fat!"

Back at the inn, Qingyan couldn't suppress the joy in her heart anymore, and clapped her hands haha.

"I didn't expect you to be a money fan!" Ziyang didn't expect Qingyan to have such a side.

"What do you know, little brat!" Qingyan gave him a blank look, "Come on, it's yours!"

After Qingyan finished speaking, he gave half of the gold to Ziyang.

"For me?" Ziyang's eyes widened, "What are you doing for me?"

"This is the rule, if many people perform a private job, the money must be divided equally!" Qingyan took out the title deed, "Are we going to pay back your house or keep it as a dark spot in the future?"

"Keep it, if you do, the house will be worthless, and I can't ask for this money, first of all, I don't ...... Hmm!" Ziyang said, shaking his head.

"No, you are!" Qingyan quickly covered Ziyang's mouth, "Listen to me, it's really not good, you are two hundred and five, and the rest is mine." ”

"Besides, you don't want to, what will you marry Bai Ruo in the future! Even if Bai Ruo doesn't care, are you willing to let her live a hard life with you?" Qingyan looked like a person who had come over, "This wife is saving, you have to start from this point bit by bit, you know?"

"What are you talking about? Anyway, this money... I... Take it!" Seeing Qingyan looking like he was about to eat someone, Ziyang drowned his saliva and said slowly.

"That's right, tomorrow I'll go out, and you'll do whatever you want in town, and I'll see you when I come back in the evening. After Qingyan finished speaking, he went back to his room to rest.

Ziyang looked at the gold on the bed in a daze, and only felt that his head was heavy.

"Wait, when was this door fixed?" Ziyang looked at the door that had been repaired, and couldn't help but sigh a little that the speed of this shadow was too fast.

Wrapping up the gold casually and throwing it under the bed, Ziyang lay on the bed and looked at the moonlight.

"If Qingyan and Lao Tie meet, what should I do? The palms and backs of my hands are full of meat, no, this metaphor seems to be a little wrong!

Thinking about it like this, Ziyang didn't know when he fell asleep, only that when he woke up, Qingyan had already left, and the shopkeeper had also prepared two pots of wine for him on the table.

After going downstairs and eating casually, Ziyang went into the tavern again.

"If you want to say that the Shadow Five Swords Master is also a ruthless person, think about it, why is it called the Five Swords Master, it is because these Five Swords have never killed more than five Swords!

In the tavern, the storyteller began to tell the story again.

"However, this killing god is not given for nothing, that red dress is said to be white, because there is too much blood stained by killing, and it can't be washed, it's also like this, with this killing god's number, it's quite young, in his twenties, squeezed into a second-rate master!"

Red, in his twenties, this can't be the madman, right? Ziyang was stunned for a moment, for the first time, he paid extra attention to what the storyteller said.

"Think about it, the so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive! Both sides are masters, and this encounter is a death match!" said the storyteller, sipping water.

"But ah, he suffered a loss for killing the god, first, he is young, and the book says that he has no hair on his mouth and is not firm in his work, this truth is the same for him, young, in terms of experience, no matter how many wicked people you kill, the five knife masters have eaten more than you for ten years, so in this... He's at a loss!" The storyteller paused and continued, "Besides, these five sword masters, thirty or forty years old, are in the prime of life, and everyone almost has a number in their hearts. Besides, this little killing god still suffers a little loss, that is, strength, please don't question this, yes, the little killing god is indeed a genius, but he is too young, how about the white general who was already in the kingdom back then, he is better than the little killing god!

"In the end, this little god of killing is lucky, he bought a flaw, took a knife and ran away! The storyteller said that this changed the topic again, "It is said that this winter spring has the effect of detoxifying all poisons, but the ancestors of this winter spring drama recorded that it was only known that it was a river, but where it is, we have to ...... it"

Seeing that the storyteller said something else, Ziyang didn't want to listen to it anymore, so he asked for a plate of side dishes and ate it silently.

After a while, there was still no news about Lao Tie, and Ziyang got used to it, so he got up and left.

Back at the inn, Ziyang was also fine, and simply cultivated.

"Lord Ziyang?" Outside the door, the voice of the shopkeeper came.

"Come in, what's the matter?" Ziyang opened his eyes and looked at the shopkeeper.

"That's right, Lord Ziyang, Lord Qingyan, she just came back and is eating downstairs, do you want to go down?" The shopkeeper smiled.

"I'm back, Cheng, I'll go down. Ziyang nodded, got up and went downstairs.

"When did you come back?" Ziyang looked at Qingyan who was eating and smiled.

"After a while, talk more!" Qingyan glanced at Ziyang, then turned around and glared at the shopkeeper.

"Hehe, you and Lord Ziyang will talk first, and I'll let the kitchen prepare two more dishes. The shopkeeper could see that Qingyan was not angry, he smiled, and trotted away from the sight of the two.

......

"We'll have to go again in a while!" Ziyang thought for a moment.

"Well, you're smart!" Qingyan nodded, "After telling Steward Wang tonight, this business will be over." Tomorrow there are new missions, get ready. ”

"So fast?" Ziyang was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"You should also know that the madman is not dead, but he is not far from death, and an order has been issued from above to search all the areas under his jurisdiction. Qingyan replied, "But it is estimated that it is hopeless, and I can only take one step and see one step." ”

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

"I'm sorry officer, the shop is closed!"

"Sister, it's me... Ahem!