Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 5 The Second Guest

I never imagined that my dream would come true, but before I could complete my great cause, my brothers and sisters would die.

Prajnahai and his companions have their own intelligence network. Zhang Maojun followed the clues of famous figures obtained from their investigations, but he never expected that the first scene he saw was the target of his trip, and then the head of Dongfang Dingli.

"Third brother!"

The moment the words fell, murderous aura filled the air, orchid petals were flying everywhere. There was no need to say more, as words were meaningless. With such a deep blood feud, there was only one word left - kill!

"Ok?"

The moment Zhang Maojun stepped onto the ruins of the Ming family, Ming Zhan discovered him, but he did not want to disturb the memorial service and ignored him. But now, it seems that he can no longer ignore him.

The other party clearly came for Dongfang Dingli. What did he just say... Third Brother? Dongfang Dingli, there are brothers?
A red light flashed in Ming Zhan's eyes. Dongfang Dingli, you killed more than 300 people in my Ming family. I will also kill your brothers one by one to comfort the souls of all the people in my Ming family in heaven.

When enemies meet, there is no need for many words. Zhang Maojun raised his hand and waved, and orchid petals burst out with a faint chill. Wherever they passed, frost and ice formed, and sonic booms occurred continuously.

Ming Zhan condensed his energy into a sword, and the blood-red sword light swept out. In just a moment, all the orchid petals were swept away.

After a round of confrontation, the two men were already in front of him. A palm print fell and the two palms collided. Zhang Maojun only felt the thick and powerful internal energy in this palm, which made his blood surge and his mind excited.

After retreating more than ten steps, Zhang Maojun was secretly shocked. The dream turned out to be true... A pawnshop could really transform a person to such a state.

So, is the man who claims to be the pawnshop owner a god or a ghost?
Zhang Maojun was by no means a fool. When he saw Dongfang Dingli's death, the anger and hatred in his heart only affected his mind for a moment.

He knew the difference in strength between him and Dongfang Dingli. Ming Zhan in front of him was able to kill Dongfang Dingli, so his strength must be much higher than his. Instead of fighting to the death, the only outcome would be death here, and a meaningless death.

I must go back and tell my eldest and second brothers about this. There really are such mysterious places in the world. We must investigate them thoroughly, otherwise it will become an obstacle to everyone's future plans.

"Flower Shadow Flows Back!"

Feeling like retreating, Zhang Maojun used his magical flower trick again, and saw orchid petals flying, bright rays of light, and the killing formation was formed in an instant.

Ming Zhan still had no sword in his hand. He only used his true essence to condense the sword energy, which attracted a powerful airflow, and a sword light fell straight down.

But there was a muffled sound, and the lights merged, and the illusion flower killing move was instantly broken. A little red flowed from the corner of Zhang Maojun's mouth. He didn't care about the slight pain in his body and the surging blood, and hurriedly ran away.

"Run away, where do you want to run to?"

Ming Zhan's eyes were frighteningly red at this time, and he locked onto Zhang Maojun's escape route.

Seven days, seven days left...

Father, mother, wait until I get the heads of Dongfang Dingli and his brothers to offer sacrifices to you and our famous family.

……

"The driving force of hatred..."

Inside a pawnshop, Li Xuanxiao was drinking tea and watching the chase going on.

The time left for Mingzhan was limited, but the injured Zhang Maojun's speed was also greatly reduced.

The reason why Li Xuanxiao gave Mingzhan ten days of freedom was not only to give Mingzhan time to take revenge, but also because he hoped that Mingzhan, the butterfly he had transformed, could create enough of a storm in the martial arts world.

This is also the reason why Li Xuanxiao paid the pawn money but did not collect the pawned items immediately.

Anyway, there is a contract, he can collect the pawn money anytime and anywhere, but retaining his feelings for Mingzhan can make his performance more exciting. If Mingzhan's things were taken away in advance, how could he go to hunt down Zhang Maojun without his feelings?

"Hmm?" Li Xuanxiao, who was savoring the chase, suddenly frowned.

[The destined person is about to arrive at the store, please be prepared to receive him. 】

"Tsk, system, if you take jobs for people when they're resting like this, I'd like to hang you from a streetlight."

The system did not retort, but just silently lit up. Li Xuanxiao was used to it. After sighing, he put away the small screen he was peeping on. The black and white robe on his body then changed into the black robe he wore when he met Ming Zhan. The door of the pawnshop slowly opened, and the seven lanterns hanging under the eaves of the pawnshop lit up with faint light.

[This time's destined person: murder of passion.]

A murder of passion? Tsk…

Stop killing for love, start killing for love.

A talented swordsman, he became mired in a love affair, unable to extricate himself. His skill as a bootlicker is among the best in the entire history of Pili Films. After losing everything, he retired into seclusion, only to be dragged out to sacrifice himself many years later.

At this point in the storyline, either he was driven away by Qin Juexian, or Feng Ma, who raised him, died because of him being dragged into a turmoil in the martial arts world...

"Where is this place?"

Qingsha looked at the completely unfamiliar building in front of him. The dim light in the lantern fluttered slightly. The four big words "Pawnshop" seemed to have some kind of magic from the moment they came into his eyes, and they lingered in his mind.

"It's just a pawnshop." Li Xuanxiao sat on the chair that belonged exclusively to the pawnshop owner, with his hands interlaced and placed on his chest, sitting there in a casual and relaxed posture.

"You are a guest, please come in."

"Pawnshop?" Qingsha frowned, and recalled his previous dream. "That, wasn't a dream?"

Li Xuanxiao hadn't expected that the system's "advertisement" could even cover murders of passion, but this did save him a lot of effort in explanation. With a wave of his hand, a cup of tea appeared on the seat opposite Li Xuanxiao.

"Of course, Ming Zhan did exchange some things for the ability to take revenge. And the fact that you're here means you must be asking for something, and you're also someone who's destined to be here. So, what do you need?"

"I..." Qingsha looked at Li Xuanxiao after hearing this.

If this is really a dream, then even if the deal is done, what's the harm...

If this isn't a dream... Goddess...

"I, I want the goddess's..." The emotions in Qingsha's eyes fluctuated. He was about to say it, but at the last word, he stopped his inner impulse.

No, no, it's a murder of passion. How could you do this? How could you want to win the love of the goddess in this way?

The goddess has made her own choice. What you should do is pray that the goddess can be truly happy!

Qingsha shook his head violently, and his mind became much clearer.

If the drummer could return to his former appearance, he would be better to the goddess, and the goddess would be happier.

"Do you have anything that can restore the appearance of the skinned?"

"Oh?"

Li Xuanxiao looked at the murderer opposite him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"of course."

(End of this chapter)