C4 Pawn Shop Strange Guest

Mu Sheng went back to his room, found a needle, and tried to put it on the sign. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't leave a trace on the sign. Mu Sheng put down the needle in his hand. He thought for a while and then went to the stove to light a branch. He carefully tried to burn a corner of the sign. There was still no reaction. When he went to get the sign, He did not feel any heat at all. The tentacle was still warm. Mu Sheng found it even more strange. He also knew that this plate wasn't as ordinary as it looked on the surface. It was just as Su Hee had said. It was a family heirloom. Mu Sheng carefully put the plate on his body. He thought that if he met Su Hee, he would definitely return such a valuable item to him.

Days passed, but Su Hee never saw it again. On this day, a middle-aged man dressed like a Daoist came to the shop. Although he was dressed like a Daoist, he didn't look like a sage-like person. His body shape was different from that of a skinny Daoist in an ordinary Daoist temple. He was also not a chubby Taoist priest, and his body was tall and sturdy like a martial artist. There was no kind expression on his face. He looked very serious and even vaguely had a kind of viciousness. He had a tall nose and deep eyes. He looked like a man from the Paluo Country of the Western Region.

"What business do you have with me?" Mu Sheng greeted the Taoist with a smile on his face.

The priest looked at Mu Sheng coldly and pointed at the long brocade box in his hand. "This item is very valuable. I think you should show it to the cabinet. "

"May I know what my item is? Can it allow me to open my eyes?" Mu Sheng asked with a professional smile on his face.

"It's fine if I want to look at it, but I need to be careful. It's not easy to get it. It has been locked in the sun for decades. Be careful. " The Daoist priest did not stop Mu Sheng. He just ordered coldly.

Mu Sheng opened the brocade box and saw a huge plant that looked like a male root. It emitted a strong medicinal fragrance. Mu Sheng looked at it carefully and even touched it with his hand. He couldn't help but feel puzzled, but his face didn't show it. He didn't say anything and just held the brocade box to the elder's place.

The elder looked at Suo Yang in the brocade box and could not help but nod and praise, "It is rare to see such an aged Suo Yang. The demand for Suo Yang is huge. Usually, when it grows out, it will be dug out. Such a thick root and the strong medicinal fragrance of Suo Yang is enough to be called an old medicine. "

"Master, but I keep feeling that this Suo Yang contains demonic aura (the pawnshop's words refer to counterfeits and counterfeits). There seems to be something wrong with it?" Mu Sheng whispered to Old Chao.

Old Chao Feng was stunned when he heard Mu Sheng's words. He put on the reading glasses and carefully looked at the Locking Sun from top to bottom. Then he asked, "Master, can you let me use the silver needles to test the medicinal properties?"

When the Daoist heard this, his expression could not help but change. "If Sun Lock is a finished product of the Sheng, then there is naturally nothing wrong with what Old Chao Feng said. However, your goods and I are freshly picked fresh goods. If Old Chao Feng does this, I'm afraid that it will hurt Sun Lock's appearance. "

"Forget it. What Lord Dao says is true. It's actually this old man who doesn't understand the rules. Leave this Suo Yang behind. How about Lord Dao's price?" Old Chao Feng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the Daoist priest.

"Five hundred taels of silver? This price is also considered fair. It was not in vain for the quality of this Immortal Medicine. " The Daoist priest smiled and said.

"Then thank you for the old dynasty's offer. " The Daoist priest cupped his hands in thanks.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I want it. There are still good medicinal herbs, I hope you can trade with us again. " The old man cupped his hands and returned the salute.

Mu Sheng received the brocade box and wrote the ticket. He then took five hundred taels of silver from the counter and handed it over to the old man. The old man handed it to the Taoist priest with both hands. The Taoist priest received the silver and thanked the old man before turning around and leaving. Before leaving, he did not know whether it was intentional or not, but he gave Mu Sheng a cold glance. From the corner of his eye, Mu Sheng saw the look the Taoist priest was looking at him. He couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. When he looked again, The Daoist had already walked out of the shop.

When Mu Sheng closed the door of the shop at night, he always felt a pair of sharp eyes staring at him from behind. But every time he looked back, he didn't find anything. Mu Sheng still closed the door as usual. He cleaned up the shop and ate dinner. When he returned to the dormitory, he took out the Sutra of Mathematics and read it. Manager Liu agreed to Mu Sheng's request. If he finished reading the Sutra of Divination and passed the exam. . . Then, he would be able to follow the accountant and learn how to manage the accounts. In the past two years, Mu Sheng's elder sister, Mu Liang, had been doted on by First Young Master Lau family. Her love for him and his brother-in-law had also been taken care of. First Young Master Lau family requested the pawnshop manager, Manager Liu, to train the pawnshop manager according to the way he trained the pawnshop manager, to train his brother-in-law. Mu Sheng naturally did not dare to be neglectful after receiving such generous treatment. He worked even harder in his studies, and apart from studying earnestly from the teachers in the shop, he also learned from them every day. When he returned to the dormitory, he was even more diligent in learning arithmetic and performing various calculations.

Unconsciously, it was already the Hai hour. Mu Sheng closed the book and extinguished the oil lamp. He laid down on the bed. For some reason, today. . . Mu Sheng felt that he had fallen asleep the moment he closed his eyes, unlike his usual tossing and turning. However, he had a strange dream after he fell asleep. In his dream, he seemed to be climbing mountains and rivers, or running at the top of a mountain. His whole body was bumpy, as if his entire body had been separated from his body. Mu Sheng suddenly felt that he had fallen down from the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He woke up from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he wasn't in the dormitory he was familiar with.

Mu Sheng had not yet recovered from his shock when he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him from the black shadow in front of him. He could not help but be shocked. "Who are you? Where is this place?"

The black shadow walked towards the light from the darkness. It had a tall nose and deep eyes. It was the Daoist he saw in the shop in the morning. However, the Daoist was not wearing a Daoist robe. He was dressed in a tight black night suit.

"It's you?" Mu Sheng never expected it to be the Daoist. Before he could ask why the Daoist had brought him here, the Daoist spoke first.

"Tell me, how did you find out that there's a problem with my Locking Yang?" The Daoist coldly looked at Mu Sheng and asked.

Mu Sheng's heart tightened. He didn't know what the Daoist meant, but he quickly calculated in his heart. He did not directly answer the Daoist's question. Instead, he asked, "May I know why you brought me here? Are you trying to silence me? " When Mu Sheng asked this question, he tried his best to maintain his calm expression, but his body couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Humph! Humph! That depends on whether your answer satisfies me. "The Daoist said with a sneer.

"How should I answer to be satisfied? "Mu Sheng smiled bitterly.

"You should answer honestly. You can't lie. Of course, you will satisfy me. " The priest slowly replied, neither too fast nor too slow.

"Ai!" Mu Sheng sighed and said, "I honestly can't tell what's wrong with the Locking Sun you took. I just feel that it doesn't seem to be decades old like you said. However, the smell is quite mixed. Sometimes I feel that the medicinal fragrance is very strong. Sometimes I feel that the medicinal smell is not strong enough. I don't know why. That's why I said it to Old Chao Feng with a demonic aura, but I whispered it to Old Chao Feng in my ear. How does Lord Dao know?"

"Kid, your perception is pretty good. Follow me and do a few movements. " The priest did not answer Mu Sheng's question. Instead, he asked Mu Sheng to do some strange movements with him. Both of his palms were facing each other like a ball. His hands opened and closed, but they did not touch each other.

Before he could do anything, Mu Sheng suddenly made a sound of surprise. There was a strange expression on his face. The priest put his left hand into his hands and nodded.

"Looks like your Qi sense is very strong. Your Spiritual Sense should be pretty good too. No wonder you can feel that there's something wrong with my Locking Sun. Not bad, not bad. " A smile suddenly appeared on the Daoist's face.

"Qi sense? Spiritual sense? What are these things? " Mu Sheng asked in confusion.

"Did you feel a strong repelling force between your hands just now?" Daoist asked, and Mu Sheng nodded.

"This is Qi. And you feel that the Qi of Sun Lock is very mixed, sometimes thick and sometimes faint. This is Spiritual Sense based on Qi Sense. " Daoist looked at Mu Sheng with a pair of burning eyes.

"It is a pity that you have such good Qi sense and Spiritual Sense, but you are still a small apprentice in the pawnshop. " The priest shook his head at Mu Sheng and sighed with regret. "It is a pity that you are willing to learn from me. Why don't you join me and learn from me?"

Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment and replied, "I am very honored that you are so kind to me. I am just afraid that I will have to take care of your good intentions. I am not interested in learning. I do not want to cultivate and become a god. I just want to earn more money to support my family and filial grandpa. "