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Chapter 2 Sword Dance, the Old Taoist Priest Taking the Wooden Sword

The Qian family?

Shen Bai frowned slightly.

Normally, Shen Bai would not think it a big deal if someone came to ask for directions, but when someone asked the Qian family this time, he thought of the master of the Qian family.

Not long ago, the master of the Qian family died suddenly of a serious illness. It is said that before his death, he bit everyone he saw like a mad dog.

Several servants and maids were bitten.

Not long after the master of the Qian family was subdued, he died with his eyes wide open.

In recent days, there have been rumors that the master of the Qian family can always be seen in the Qian family's kitchen and various places, and he would smile at them.

But the master of the Qian family had been buried many days ago.

Shen Bai felt confused, so he didn't say anything.

The old Taoist priest explained: "The shopkeeper has misunderstood. I was invited by the Qian family to perform a ritual."

Shen Bai came back to his senses and casually pointed at the location of the Qian family. He said, "Go in this direction, and after a few more blocks, you will reach the Qian family."

The old Taoist priest bowed, performed Taoist etiquette, and turned to leave.

By this time, it was getting late.

After Shen Bai mastered the sword dance technique, he closed the door early, thinking about improving his proficiency.

As for the Qian family's affairs, although he was curious, he didn't think much about it.

"I'm just a pawnshop owner. What does this have to do with me?"

Shen Bai lit the oil lamp on the table and continued to practice swordsmanship.

After reaching the second level of sword dancing, every time Shen Bai dances with the sword, there is a slight sound.

Not only that, Shen Bai's swordsmanship also has a brilliant righteousness, as if it can kill all evil spirits.

With every sword dance performed by Shen Bai, his proficiency in sword dancing increased.

When Shen Baiwu reached the 300th sword, an incense stick of time had passed.

"The further back you dance with the sword, the more that airflow is consumed."

The airflow in Shen Bai's dantian dried up, and his proficiency did not continue to increase.

Every sword dance will use airflow, causing Shen Bai to have to take a break.

Inside the body, the depleted airflow began to gradually recover.

After Shen Bai recovered, the soreness in his arm gradually dissipated with the transition of airflow.

Then, Shen Bai continued to dance with the sword.

[Sword Dance +1+1+1...]

As usual, every time Shen Bai dances with the sword, he can deepen his understanding of swordsmanship.

Shen Bai discovered that proficiency was not as simple as he thought.

The further you go in the game, the slower your proficiency increases, and it often takes several swords to increase it a little.

But as long as it's rising, there's no big problem.

This night passed quickly.

When the next day came, Shen Bai stretched and moved his sore arms.

His right arm was aching and was slowly recovering from the constant washing of the hot air currents.

A line of smoke appeared in front of Shen Bai's eyes and gradually condensed into words.

【舞剑术lv.2（剑法+2，破魔+2）：1000/1000】

[Can be transformed, requires a wisp of evil spirit]

This was the result of last night's hard work. The sword dance technique had reached the second level of perfection, but subsequent problems arose.

Qualitative change occurs after reaching the second level of perfection, but the condition for qualitative change is the presence of a trace of evil spirit.

Shen Bai didn't know what evil spirit was, so he stopped for a while.

"Let's open the shop first. Life has to go on." After thinking for a long time and unable to figure out how to obtain the evil spirit, Shen Bai decided to open the shop for business.

Even a chivalrous hero needs to eat. In today's world, there are not many people like Shen Bai who own a shop, so Shen Bai naturally has to finish his business first.

And now swordplay seems to be in shackles, he can do business while thinking about swordplay.

After eating some food at a stall outside, Shen Bai returned to the pawnshop.

"Old Zhang hasn't come yet?"

Shen Bai poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

According to past circumstances, Zhang Chaofeng should have arrived long ago, and Shen Bai didn't know why he hadn't come to work at the pawnshop for so long.

However, the pawnshop business has always been up and down. Sometimes, taking in one item can guarantee several months of life, so Shen Bai doesn't mind.

Lying on the chair, Shen Bai waited for about an incense stick of time before Zhang Chaofeng walked in with a gossipy look on his face.

When Shen Bai saw Zhang Chaofeng's expression, he guessed that he had heard something interesting from somewhere again.

Shen Bai knew Zhang Chaofeng, a man who was extremely gossipy.

As expected, before Shen Bai could say anything, Zhang Chaofeng spoke.

"Boss, big news, another person in the Qian family has died."

Shen Bai put down his tea and asked curiously, "Who died in the Qian family again? Could it be that they've been struck by bad luck recently?"

The death of Old Man Qian was a huge blow to the Qian family. Now they are probably all thinking about dividing the family property.

As a result, another person died, and Shen Bai estimated that the family property could not be divided up.

"He's not from the Qian family."

Zhang Chaofeng said mysteriously, "He was an old Taoist priest. It was said that the Qian family hired him to perform an exorcism. He was performing a ritual when he suddenly went mad and started biting anyone he caught. He died not long after he was caught."

Old Taoist priest?
When Shen Bai heard these three words, he immediately sat up: "Did you still have the peach wood sword?"

Zhang Chaofeng nodded and said, "Indeed, that peach wood sword looks quite familiar to me. It seems to be...hiss...Boss, could it be from our pawnshop?"

The corner of Shen Bai's mouth twitched as he said, "Probably."

Zhang Chaofeng was first stunned, then became terrified. He said, "Boss, they say the Qian family is haunted. The old Taoist priest died, and he stole the peach wood sword from our pawnshop. Could he turn into a ghost and come looking for us?"

Shen Bai waved his hand: "What are you thinking about? Just focus on your own business and don't mention this matter anymore."

After hearing what Shen Bai said, Zhang Chaofeng really didn't dare to continue speaking, but he was a little absent-minded.

Shen Bai didn't care. In a situation like this, it was just like the state he had after watching a horror movie in his previous life. He would be suspicious for a few days, but it would be fine after a while.

But what Shen Bai found strange was that the old Taoist priest died suddenly.

"It seems that there is a big problem with the Qian family." Shen Bai thought to himself.

But these things have nothing to do with him. What he is thinking about now is how to get some evil spirit, or find something similar to the picture of a lady dancing with a sword to see if he can develop another ability.

The whole day passed while Zhang Chaofeng was in a state of suspicion. During this time, some people came to pawn their things, but they were all worthless items.

Shen Bai didn't close the door until Zhang Chaofeng left in the evening.

……

The oil lamp on the table was dim.

"This isn't going to work. Tomorrow morning, I'm going to walk around the streets and see if I can find anything related to evil spirits."

Shen Bai made up his mind.

Since he wanted to transform his swordsmanship into something qualitatively new, Shen Bai naturally planned to do something evil. He planned to try his luck everywhere tomorrow.

After having the idea, but not having the ability to work hard, Shen Bai decided to rest early.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Shen Bai frowned and asked, "Who?"

Outside the pawnshop, a hoarse voice came from the crack of the door.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to get the peach wood sword..."

(End of this chapter)