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

Zhuzi gave Shen Xia a look and signaled her to leave quickly. He stood up and wiped his hands with the sweat towel behind the door before going out.

Shen Xia approached the door and could vaguely see the scene outside.

Led by the village chief and Xiaomi, a dozen young and middle-aged men gathered in front of the Zhuzi Gate with swords in their hands. The swords in their hands were sharp, with exquisite patterns on the hilts. The swords were slender, with sharp edges, and were covered with a layer of shimmering metallic luster. of polishing.

Especially the sword in the hands of the village chief. The blade is made of black iron and is very thin, with a faint cold light. The hilt is made of a golden dragon carving, which looks extremely majestic.

"Zhuzi, hand over the person." the village chief said.

"Village Chief, you should know that since you are here with me, you are my guest." Zhuzi said casually, leaning against the door.

"Forget about the others, but she hurt Xiaomi, so just let her go?"

Zhuzi glanced at Xiaomi and continued: "I won't hand over people. If you want them, then do it based on your ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with facial features somewhat similar to Xiaomi rushed over with a sword. Zhuzi chuckled lightly, picked up the pebble at the door and flicked it. The pebble directly hit the young man's wrist. The young man broke away and the sword fell on the ground. land.

"Zhuzi, don't bully others too much." The village chief's face didn't look good either. "Don't forget that you are still from Heqing Village. Now you want to stand against us for the sake of outsiders?"

"Village Chief, I will never forget my duty as a witch doctor. That's why I have stayed here all these years." Zhuzi casually grabbed the bamboo stick next to him, "I usually turn a blind eye to all your little tricks. I closed one eye, but today, I said no, I just can’t."

While talking, the sky outside had darkened, and Shen Xia felt that the whole ground was shaking slightly.

The village chief was too lazy to talk nonsense. He gestured to the people behind him and started to form a formation.

The village chief was the leader of the formation, followed closely by the others. Looking down from the air, the formation of more than ten people looked like the dragon on the hilt of the village chief's sword.

It was already dark for most of the day, and the clouds in the sky gathered in the shape of a tornado over the head of the village chief. In the layers of dark clouds, Shen Xia seemed to see a dragon head.

Zhuzi tilted his head slightly and noticed that Shen Xia had not left the room yet. He said while making secrets: "Miss Shen, being too curious is not a good thing. It's getting late, so you should go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, several rows of trees in front of the yard sprang up one after another, and a lifelike wooden dragon was pieced together in the air.

Zhuzi thrust the bamboo stick in his hand into the ground, and the shell of the bamboo stick fell off automatically, revealing a thin and long sword inside.

The sword of Zhuzi is similar to the Swift Sword, just like an enlarged version of an embroidery needle. The whole body is glowing with silver. The hilt of the sword is only inlaid with a Zuma green gem. Just looking at it, you can feel the radiance of the sword. A chill came out.

"Village Chief, I haven't fought with you for many years. Today is a rare opportunity for me to see what makes these people in the village so arrogant and arrogant." Zhuzi pointed at the village chief and others with his spiritual sword. .

When she got here, Shen Xia already knew that she couldn't stay long. Shen Xia couldn't bear the sword energy released when the Pearl Spirit Sword was unsheathed. If there was a fight later, Shen Xia would probably be directly hit by the sword energy from both sides. Stunned.

The reason why Shen Xia wanted to stay a little longer was that she was really curious about the strength of the residents in the Sword Tomb, and it was a rare opportunity to observe and learn swordsmanship up close. Even before the fight started, Shen Xia already felt that her understanding of swordsmanship had improved. A few more points.

It was not advisable to stay here for a long time. Shen Xia stood up from behind the door, held the jade flute and walked towards the back.

"boom"

There was a loud noise outside the house, and with it, the entire ground shook violently.

Shen Xia quickly steadied herself, and the moment before opening the door, Shen Xia looked back.

Through the window, Shen Xia saw the wooden dragon and the cloud dragon entangled in the air, while Zhuzi was surrounded by the village chief and the village chief holding a spiritual sword.

Her current cultivation level was of no help at all. Shen Xia gritted her teeth, opened the back door with a jade flute, pushed the door open, and left this place of right and wrong.

"boom"

When Shen Xia opened her eyes again, she was already in her room at the Spirit Sword Hotel.

Are these two spaces common? Is it a teleportation array or some secret method? Shen Xia checked the mustard bag and the things on her body. Fortunately, they were all still there.

After taking a few deep breaths, Shen Xia pushed open the door of the hotel room.

"Hey, sir, good evening. When did you come back? You see, I didn't even notice." The waiter greeted Shen Xia.

Shen Xia looked around the hall and found that everyone was looking at her. Li and Lin Yinan, who had gone out to Twin Mountains in the morning, had returned and were sitting by the window looking over.

Shen Xia didn't think too much when she came out. The aura on her body was still chaotic at this time, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that something was wrong with Shen Xia's state.

Shen Xia calmed down, he couldn't stay here for long, he had to get a spiritual sword quickly, and then leave the sword tomb.

Shen Xia took a breath, strode to the counter, put out the mustard bags and two jars of wine, and panted while placing them back: "Shopkeeper, this is the wine you asked me to bring, take a look."

Taking advantage of the shape of the jar, Shen Xia also took out the small box and pushed it forward.

The shopkeeper opened the two wine jars, and a refreshing aroma of wine filled the entire hotel. Although it had only been poured in for a short time, there was a unique aroma of aged wine.

"That's the taste! Miss Shen, thank you so much! I've been thinking about this wine for a long time! Come on! Could you please help me move these two jars of wine to the warehouse?" The shopkeeper's eyes were filled with tears. It shines.

Shen Xia agreed, and the shopkeeper put the wooden box handed over by Shen Xia into his pocket and took Shen Xia into the warehouse.

The light in the warehouse is very dim and the temperature is low. There is no other light source except a night pearl in the center of the room that emits soft light. It was very impolite to look at someone else's warehouse in front of the owner, so Shen Xia followed the shopkeeper with her head lowered.

"Please ask Miss Shen to help me put it here, next to these jars." The shopkeeper led Shen Xia to the right.

Only then did Shen Xia discover that the right side of the warehouse was densely packed with wine jars of different sizes and fragrances, but the only thing that was certain was that these wines were all high-quality spiritual wines. And these jars have basically never been used, which means that the shopkeeper's previous statement that he was obsessed with wine brewed from beads is simply not true.

Then why would he bring his own wine?

"Miss Shen, you don't have anything to ask? I don't have much time left for you." The shopkeeper looked at Shen Xia who lowered her eyes and thought deeply, and couldn't help but remind her, why is this little girl so thoughtful? There is something wrong. Ask directly.

Only then did Shen Xia come back to her senses and asked the question she was most concerned about.

"Where is the spirit sword?"