Peerless Insect Deity

In other words, Xiaodie'er's parents were once outer disciples of the Tengu Gang, and his family has some connection with the Tengu Gang.

Of course, in the Tengu Gang, outer disciples can only have access to the business on the surface, while only the inner disciples and core disciples of the Tengu Gang can have access to the secret business.

The time when Xiaodie'er's parents were still alive was the happiest time in Xiaodie'er's and his life, but unfortunately, it was too short.

In the past few years, the Storyteller knew that his life was about to end, and Xiaodie'er was only three or four years old at the time and had no one to care for him. When he died, he would become an orphan. The Storyteller relied on his connections to borrow money from the Tengu Gang. A low-grade Jiazi Dan came and after swallowing it, Xiao Dieer finally had someone to take care of him.

However, for some unknown reason, he has been feeling weak and a little weak recently. He feels inexplicably that in a few years, his end will come again.

The white-haired storyteller speculated that it might be because his son, daughter-in-law, and wife passed away one after another, and he borrowed Jiazidan. Every few months, tengu gang members came to collect debts. He was exhausted mentally and physically, so his longevity was greatly affected.

Because of this, the white-haired storyteller plans to take his granddaughter to Jinling Palace to fulfill his granddaughter's dream and become Ye Lin's teacher. If he succeeds, Xiaodie'er will have someone to entrust her to, and he can rest assured and close his eyes. .

Of course, Xiao Die'er is still at an innocent and romantic age. He has lived for hundreds of years and knows that this matter is extremely difficult, but he has no other better choice.

As long as he arrived at Jinling Palace, even if Jinling Palace did not open the door to see them, he would not leave. He would live with his granddaughter at the entrance of Jinling Palace day and night. Even if he could not become Lord Ye's apprentice, he would leave his granddaughter. She was sent to Jinling Palace to be a maid. With her granddaughter's talent and intelligence, there should be some hope.

Mr. White-haired Storyteller brought Xiao Die'er to the gate of the Tengu Clan's branch. He said to the gang members guarding the gate with a smile on his face: "Um, sir, please inform Mr. Zhu Dabao, tell Mr. Tang the storyteller." to pay off the debt.”

The gang member guarding the door glanced at Old Man Tang and the little girl beside him, and quickly walked into the gang to report.

Xiao Die'er looked at everything about the Tengu Gang curiously. She had quite complicated feelings towards the Tengu Gang. Her parents had been bodyguards in the Tengu Gang for decades, and eventually fell into the Tengu Gang.

As of now, I heard from grandpa that the Tengu Gang’s pension has not been paid out yet, and it is said that it will be deducted from grandpa’s debt.

Zhu Dabaoshi, who had the cultivation level of Danjie, was her parents' former boss, and he was quite polite to her grandfather.

Not long after, the gatekeepers led the white-haired storyteller into the Tengu Gang branch, which occupies an extremely large area. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw a martial arts field. On the square, there were two teams of practitioners competing against each other.

There were flying swords slicing and slashing in a dizzying manner, and powerful spells being used at a dizzying array. The two sides were fighting with fierce methods, as if they were going to kill people. The white-haired storyteller's face turned slightly pale.

Xiao Die'er comforted her grandfather.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, Xiaodie'er is here."

The white-haired storyteller smiled happily. He had lived in the monk area all his life and relied on storytelling to make money. Although his cultivation was in the advanced stage of foundation building, he had never fought with anyone in his life. He didn't even have a decent spiritual weapon. No wonder Seeing this scene will make you feel frightened.

On the other hand, Xiaodie'er's eyes widened. When she saw these monks with great powers, there was only envy in her eyes.

"One day, I will be able to become as powerful as them. At that time, I will be able to walk around the world like those heroines in the stories my grandfather told me. I will see injustice on the road and kill it with my sword."

"Of course, the most important thing is that I also want to be like the future master and defeat the invincible geniuses of all races!"

After twists and turns, they finally entered a small room.

In the small room, a lean middle-aged man with a mustache was sitting cross-legged with a smile, waiting for the arrival of the white-haired storyteller.

The white-haired storyteller bowed respectfully when he saw the lean middle-aged man.

"I've met Master Zhu."

Xiao Die'er also followed suit and bowed obediently.

"I've met Grandpa Zhu."

This Zhu Dabao master has already reached the middle stage of alchemy formation. For the white-haired storyteller, he is really unfathomable.

Escort Zhu laughed.

"You little girl, call me grandpa... Indeed, I was half a master of your parents back then. The little girl has grown so big. When you were born, I had a full-moon banquet, and I even took part in the money."

The white-haired storyteller also laughed.

"Master Zhu, I have made a little money here in the past few years, which should be enough to repay the debt of the Jiazi Dan. I came here today to cancel the account, and the brothers in the gang took the trouble to ask the old man to urge me."

Master Zhu Dabao smiled and stretched out his hand.

"A low-grade Jiazi Dan has a market price of three thousand low-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to thirty middle-grade spiritual stones."

The white-haired storyteller had a hard expression.

"Didn't I see that the prices in some stores are around two thousand?"

A flash of displeasure flashed in the eyes of Escort Zhu.

"Then when your life was about to end, why didn't you buy those two thousand low-grade spiritual stones and swallow them? Our Tengu Gang is not a charity gang, old man, you should know that."

"Besides, Lord Ye has become famous all over the world recently. Storytellers and information sellers are making a lot of money. You, little old man, don't have too few spiritual stones in your pocket."

The white-haired storyteller smiled bitterly.

"You were just joking, so you made a little more than before."

As he spoke, he took out three spirit stone pockets and handed them over respectfully.

"Check it out, these are three thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Escort Zhu didn't know what to think, so he just laughed.

"Old man, you borrowed money for five years, which is a long time. The total interest is four thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

At this moment, the white-haired storyteller turned completely pale.

"What...what interest? I didn't mention this at the beginning..."

Escort Master Zhu snorted coldly.

"Even if you borrow money from a bank, there will be a lot of interest every year. Do you really think that our Tengu Gang became big by doing charity?"

"In addition to the interest, there are also handling fees, elixir refining fees, and burial expenses for your son and wife. A total of three high-grade spiritual stones are written clearly in black and white. Old man, are you trying to cheat? It’s my Tengu Gang’s account, right?”

As he spoke, Master Zhu took out a piece of paper with the storyteller's name clearly written on it, with his handprint and blood dripping on it.

Just taking out 3,000 low-grade spiritual stones wiped out the white-haired storyteller’s fortune, let alone taking out three high-grade spiritual stones, which was equivalent to 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

He doesn't have much life left in his life. Even if he tells stories day and night, he can't earn 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones!

The white-haired storyteller finally realized it at this moment. He was shaking all over and glaring at each other angrily.

"You...you are plotting against me, an old man who is about to die, and whether that Jiazi Dan has been tampered with by you too!"