System: I am a second-hand dealer in the world of immortality

Zhuzi turned around, and only then did Shen Xia see her appearance clearly.

Zhuzi is in her fifties. Her appearance not only has the elegance and charm of a mature woman, but also maintains the vitality and enthusiasm of youth. Her hair is still black, and the slightly curly hair shines in the sun. Her skin is a healthy wheat color, delicate and smooth, without a trace of wrinkles. Her bright eyes are shining with the light of wisdom, revealing her passion for life. Love and expectation.

"Xiaomi, why do you have time to come and play with me today?" Zhuzi greeted Xiaomi with a smile first. Then she saw Shen Xia and was about to ask Shen Xia to put Xiaomi down when she smelled a familiar smell and suddenly Step forward and get in front of Shen Xia.

Zhuzi sniffed Shen Xia like a fox and asked, "Did Wen ask you to come? Where are the things he asked you to bring?"

Shen Xia quickly realized that the person in Zhuzi's mouth must be the shopkeeper of Lingjian Hotel, but she still said: "The shopkeeper of Lingjian Hotel asked me to come here to see Miss Zhuzi. Are you Zhuzi?"

"Huh, Wen? Where did you find this little girl who is so wary? I am Zhu Zi." Zhu Zi smiled, but his tone was not ridiculing.

Shen Xia looked at Xiaomi beside him, then knocked Xiaomi unconscious with a knife and threw him aside.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. People in the village can't say anything if they know it," Zhuzi stopped Shen Xia after completing a series of actions, "What's more, Xiaomi is just a child."

Shen Xia ignored it. In her eyes, Xiaomi was just a monkey disguised as a child, better than others.

"Miss Zhuzi, the shopkeeper asked me to give this to you. Please keep it." Shen Xia took out the envelope and wooden box from the mustard bag and handed them over.

Zhuzi took it and did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he turned around and walked into the room and said to Shen Xia: "You can come in too."

Only then did Shen Xia walk towards the house.

The house is designed as a small two-story building. The second floor is the bedroom where Zhuzi sleeps, and the first floor is filled with various bottles and cans.

In the middle of the first floor is the stove, with firewood burning below. A pot has fallen from the ceiling on a few chains. There is a long table against the wall next to the window, filled with various kinds of things. Bottles and jars, the other walls are filled with closets, and there are still glass jars of various colors on them.

"Sit." Zhuzi took out a small stool from nowhere, placed it next to the stove and asked Shen Xia to sit down. Then he hummed and took out a colorful glass cup from the closet next to him, and took it from the pot. He scooped out a glass of water and handed it over: "You're welcome, drink it."

Shen Xia took it, and the liquid in the glass cup exuded a strange fragrance, which was somewhat similar to the aroma of coffee shops and bakeries that Shen Xia had smelled before.

By the time Shen Xia came to her senses, she had already drank more than half of the cup. It tasted very good, very similar to the taste of the milk tea Shen Xia had drunk before, but not too greasy. After finishing the drink, there was still a light freshness in her mouth. Sweet. And, most importantly, Shen Xia felt that she had a lot more spiritual energy in her body.

Shen Xia sipped the remaining liquid in the cup, but Zhuzi threw the letter and wooden box directly into the fire.

"Wait a minute..." Shen Xia almost choked. She had worked so hard to carry something back, and Zhu Zi reached out for it as soon as they met, so she burned it directly?

Zhuzi ignored Shen Xia. Not long after the envelope and wooden box were thrown in, a burst of black smoke came out of the fire, followed by a crackling sound. Shen Xia seemed to hear two screams.

After the black smoke disappeared, Zhuzi reached into the fire with his bare hands and took out the envelope and wooden box. Only then did Shen Xia see the true identity of these two things. The yellow color of the envelope faded away, and the wooden box was not made of wood at all, but made entirely of white jade.

"Don't be nervous," Zhuzi explained at this time, "There are restrictions on these two things. If you open them rashly, the restrictions will backfire. You must use the fire of this stove to burn them before the contents can be opened."

Okay, okay, the shopkeeper is so defensive. On the surface, he is calm and calm, but as long as Shen Xia is too curious and opens the envelope and box, she really doesn't know what the consequences will be.

Shen Xia recalled that the village chief had asked her if there were any items from the east that could be exchanged for the sword, and asked: "Then the village chief also said that he would exchange items with me... Even if they get it, wouldn't it be useless?"

But Zhuzi smiled: "Even if you get some things, you don't have to use them. They want this box, they just don't want me to get it."

"What will happen if you get it?" Shen Xia was a little nervous for some reason.

"It won't matter," Zhuzi said as he opened the wooden box. "This box is not of much use to me, but I like you very much. You are one of the few who brought both things to me."

"So I decided to reward you." Zhuzi took out the contents of the wooden box. It was a white jade piccolo about 7 inches (20 cm). Zhuzi put the piccolo in Shen Xia's hands: "You can practice the piccolo when you have time. If we have a chance to meet again in the future, I hope you can play it for me."

Shen Xia was stunned. She watched Zhuzi hand the piccolo to herself, then turned around and put the box away carefully, then opened the envelope and looked at it carefully.

Just give it to yourself? Or does Zhuzi actually want the box, and what's in the box is actually not that important to her?

Shen Xia did not dare to interrupt Zhuzi reading the letter rashly, but waited until Zhuzi finished reading the letter before asking: "Aunt Zhu..., I know this is an abrupt question, but I still want to ask, is that the box you want? Something? Anyone who comes to you with a box will be rewarded with the items in the box."

Shen Xia didn't dare to look up. She couldn't understand the couple. Compared to the shopkeeper's calculations, Shen Xia, a seemingly amiable person like Zhu Zi, felt more pressure.

"No wonder Wen? I'm very optimistic about you. I also think you are really good. If it weren't for the fact that you can't keep people, I really want to keep you." Zhuzi did not answer Shen Xia's question directly, but these words also confirmed it. Shen Xia's guess.

Shen Xia heard a rustling sound and looked out the window. Xiaomi who was lying on the ground disappeared. Zhuzi also saw it, and Shen Xia wanted to chase him back, but Zhuzi stopped him and said, "It's okay, let him go, it won't cause any trouble."

Zhuzi looked at the direction of Xiaomi's escape, thoughtfully, then turned to look at Shen Xia: "Miss Shen, you must have heard the story of Yawei Lake, right? Then, before you leave, would you like to hear another story? What about a version?"

Here comes the twist in the story. Shen Xia quickly sat upright, held the cup, and said sincerely: "I would like to hear the details."