Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 69 Shao Ai's Plan
The setting sun, a blood-red hue, shone over the bronze bells on the eaves of Jufengli. Mu Shaoai leaned against the bluestone railing, twirling her pipe three times between her fingers before finally, with a sigh, she tucked it away in her sleeve. The dripping copper clock beneath the eaves crushed the dusk inch by inch.

"The Yiliu Black Sect?" Mu Shaoai brought back the news when he returned from Jufengli. Jian Zixianji was still traveling outside. Linghu Shenyi's face became solemn when he heard what Mu Shaoai said. He pressed his palm on the black iron anvil beside him, and the coldness of the iron seeped into his skin.

In the past, the Yiliu Black Cult was notorious in the southwest. It was finally wiped out by the Zhonglie Palace, which contacted various heroes. He had also heard about this matter. He did not expect that the Black Cult, which had been silent for a long time, would show up again at this time.

"Times of trouble, times of trouble. There's nothing I can do about it now." Mu Shaoai picked up the pipe in his hand and was about to light it, but then he remembered something and put it down with a helpless shake of his head.

"I have sent a message to Tianxian Daozang to come to Jufengli. I can also help with this matter." Linghu Shenyi said from the side.

"This matter has involved everyone in Jufeng, which has made Jianzi uneasy. My friend, please don't get involved." As the words fell, Jianzi came back covered in dust. Behind him was a man carrying a Buddhist scroll with golden light flowing on his back, which made the cinnabar between the eyebrows of the white-robed sword monk look even more cold. It was the Buddha Sword.

Linghu Shenyi did not hide anything about the transaction with the pawnshop from the righteous people. Jianzi naturally knew what Linghu Shenyi sacrificed to save the lives of the people in Jufengli.

Now that he knows the danger of Shengzong, how can Jianzi let Linghu Shenyi, whose swordsmanship has greatly declined, participate in the operation?

"Jianzi, you're back." Mu Shaoai glanced at Jianzi's immortal traces, then looked at Jianzi's side, "As I expected, this person should be Fojian Fenliao."

"Nice to meet you." Fo Jianfenshuo nodded to Mu Shaoai. On the way here, Jianzi Xianji had already explained the current situation to him. He also knew about Mu Shaoai, who was the one who passed on the news in time to prevent everyone from being targeted by Shengzong.

"However, isn't there still one person at the top of the three religions?" Mu Shaoai asked.

"Ahaha, let's talk about this later. Don't worry, he won't be absent." Jian Zixianji smiled slightly, but there was a slight tremor between his frosty white eyebrows. He flicked the whisk and swept the ginkgo leaves off his shoulders.

It's okay for Fojian to let his family know his own business, but if he lets that honest man meet his good friend, I'm afraid a fight will break out on his side before Shengzong even takes action. One lie must be completed with a thousand lies. The ancients were honest and I will not lie to them.

Dusk suddenly darkened, and Qin Jiaxian's hoarse voice shattered the solemnity of the entire court: "Jianzi, and that pharmacist, Ao Xiao Hongchen, we have brought him back to you."

"By the way, we went to Erchonglin. It seems Ye Xiaochai received some matters and went out to deal with them."

"Ok?"

Mu Shaoai and Jian Zixianji exchanged a glance. They were afraid that there weren't many people in the martial arts world who could manipulate Ye Xiaochai. Mu Shaoai thought, calculating the time with her hands tucked into her sleeves. The white lotus's injuries were probably almost healed. Hmm...

"I didn't find Jian Xie and Ren Xie on this trip, but a master told me that the Buddha-Swallowing Boy has nothing to do with Shengzong. This matter has been handled by Jian Xue Wuming, so there is no need to worry for the time being." Seeing everyone gathered, Mu Shaoai explained the itinerary in detail to a few people.

Upon hearing this news, Jianzi Xianji felt a mixture of joy and sorrow. While it was certainly gratifying that the Buddha-devouring Boy had nothing to do with this matter, Shengzong's audacity to orchestrate this scheme alone demonstrated his confidence in his own hand. Jianzi, being friends with Shengzong, naturally knew his character. He feared the journey to the Prajna Sea would be extremely dangerous for those of the righteous path.

"Although I haven't received accurate information about Shengzong's trump card, I do have some guesses," Mu Shaoai continued. "The reason Shengzong isn't afraid of us is that he possesses a weapon like the human-skin stone drum from the Geography Bureau, or possesses an extraordinary foundation, or something else entirely. However, the fact that he used Su Huanzhen as bait and then Pure Liuli Bodhisattva as bait both demonstrates that his trump card isn't permanent. It must have limits, either in how many times or how long it can be used."

"Why are you so sure?" Ye Tuling asked, raising his hand. "What if he just wants to catch us all in one fell swoop, which would save him a lot of trouble and worry?"

Mu Shaoai shook her head and said, "If that's the case, we can just wait to die."

"Huh?" Ye Tuling was stunned.

"However, based on my conversations with the pawnshop owner, Shengzong probably can't afford such a price. You have to know what Sanxuanyin and the others pawned and what they got in return. The pawnshop owner won't make a loss." Mu Shaoai said, "Also, although we don't have enough intelligence right now, some things are predictable. The more Shengzong is frustrated, the better it will be for us. I have a plan, and the details are as follows..."

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"So, in the end, you still ended up with that pawnshop..."

After the discussion, everyone dispersed to prepare. Jian Zi Xian Ji looked at Mu Shao Ai, who was playing with her pipe, a frown lingering between his brows. "It's a trivial price to avoid the sacrifice of so many people. What's the big deal?" Mu Shao Ai's face showed no unusual expression. Instead, he comforted Jian Zi, saying, "This battle is extremely dangerous. Thank you for sharing life and death with me."

"You...that's all. So what did you pawn to get those two things?"

"Hey, pharmacist, give me a little confidentiality. This is my personal privacy after all."

"Personal privacy?" Jian Zixianji's eyes wandered up and down Mu Shaoai's body, and finally stopped at the key point of Mu Shaoai's lower body.

"Could it be that..." Jianzi Xianji then widened his eyes.

"Jianzi's Immortal Trace!" Mu Shaoai knew that Jianzi was joking, but she also pretended to be angry.

"Oh my, could it be that Jianzi was right?"

"Come and die!"

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Thousands of miles away, a waning moon hangs over a deserted village.

A land of ruins and barren land, Yuanjiao Village, which has lost its last bit of Buddhist heritage, is now left with only deathly silence.

A figure, holding a sword, leaned against the ruins, holding a leaf flute and slowly moving towards a melodious melody.

At this moment, a blazing burning wind spread between heaven and earth, and a figure with red hair and white robe stepped forward with a sword in hand, just like the ferocious beasts in ancient books that were everywhere in the smoke of war, coming to kill.

"Swordsman, are you waiting for me?" The Buddha-Swallowing Child looked at Jian Xue Wuming, his eyes reflecting his figure. "You play well, but unfortunately, it's not sad enough. If you need it, I can give you time to play a funeral song for myself."

Jian Xue Wuming remained silent and put down Ye Di, but the moment he saw Zhu Yan in the hands of the Buddha-Swallowing Boy, his pupils suddenly tightened.

"How could Zhu Yan be in your hands? The mountain monk..."

"Monk? The one who saved you from the battle that day? Don't worry, I haven't looked for him yet. The pawnshop you mentioned is indeed a very good place. It has helped me solve many problems."

For some reason, looking at the demon fetus in front of him, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy lost interest in teasing it. He only wanted to end the battle quickly and complete the mission, so he did not hide Zhu Yan's origin.

"Pawnshop, what did you pawn?" Jian Xue Wuming's heart trembled and he asked hurriedly.

"What does this have to do with you?" The Buddha-Swallowing Boy said disdainfully, raising the Zhuyan in his hand and pointing at Jianxue Wuming in the distance.

"Come on, there's no point in talking any more, Jianxue Wuming, it's time for you to complete your mission."

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