Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 8: Resentful Woman
"What did you say!" Qingsha exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief.

At this moment, Qin Juexian was vomiting blood and leaning weakly on him. Blood was dripping and quickly soaking her dress.

The drummer, now restored to his former appearance, showed no concern for Qin Juexian's injuries. His words were cold, each one focused on the origin of the ancient bell in the heart of the assassin.

In an instant, the flame of anger burned fiercely in Qingsha's heart. The veins on his clenched fists were clearly visible. He only wanted to cut the drummer into pieces in the next moment.

The drummer looked coldly at the two people hugging each other in front of him. Deep in his eyes, a complex emotion flashed across his face, but he concealed it tightly with indifference and ruthlessness.

The moment Qin Juexian blocked the attack for love killing, in his heart, the Qin Juexian who once made his heart beat was already dead. Now, the one in front of him was just a woman who betrayed him.

Even though there is an indescribable throbbing deep in his heart, this throbbing cannot shake the drummer's rock-hard heart.

"Let me ask you, have you been to the pawnshop?" The drummer's voice was low and cold, as if wrapped in a thousand years of frost.

Before, the drummer had a dream. In the dream, the young man with a blood feud, the mysterious pawnshop and its owner, the unknown transaction, and the miraculous transformation, everything was so real and yet so strange.

At first, the drummer ignored the dream. After all his past, he no longer trusted anyone but himself. But when the assassin produced the ancient bell, the drummer's memories were instantly awakened.

He despised and loathed the idea of ​​a love killer, but he wasn't completely unaware of their abilities and background. Given their abilities and background, it was impossible for them to produce such a miraculous treasure. This left only one possibility—that the dream wasn't an illusion, but a real event.

When Qingsha heard the drummer's words, his face turned pale. He had never imagined that the drummer knew about the pawnshop. But at this moment, he naturally would not easily admit it.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Qingsha pretended to be calm, his eyes flickering.

"How could you possibly possess something as miraculous as that ancient bell? Tell me the truth about its origins, or else..." The drummer's gaze, like a sharp blade, fixed on Qingsha, capturing every shimmering emotion on his face. He took in every subtle shift in Qingsha's expression. If his previous guess had been limited, now he was practically certain that Qingsha had had contact with the mysterious pawnshop.

If everything in that dream was true, and the pawnshop was truly magical, would murders of passion pose a threat to him? Would that woman, the woman he was utterly hostile to, have the opportunity to enter that pawnshop and trade his life in the future?

"He Lang, Qing Sha, what are you talking about?" Qin Juexian, supported by Qing Sha, managed to stand. She heard the two of them talking about the pawnshop and the origins of the ancient bell, but she didn't understand why. But she had a vague feeling that the pawnshop they were talking about was no ordinary place.

"No, nothing." Qingsha shook his head in panic, fearing that Qin Juexian would see through his mistake.

Qin Juexian had known Qingsha for many years and knew his character well. Seeing Qingsha so flustered, he knew he must be hiding something from him, and that it was most likely related to the pawnshop that the drummer had mentioned.

"Qingsha, what on earth have you done?" Qin Juexian stared at Qingsha, her eyes filled with worry. Although she couldn't respond to Qingsha's feelings, she didn't want Qingsha to be hurt because of her.

"I don't know anything..." Qingsha met Qin Juexian's gaze, and felt his heart ache. He secretly cried out in his heart: Qingsha, Qingsha, how could you lie to the goddess? But if the goddess knew about the pawnshop, with her kindness, she would definitely...

At this moment, the drummer's cold voice rang out again: "Love murder, what did you do? Confess the truth, otherwise, there is only one way out, death!"

The drummer was confident of his revenge, but he had to be on guard against his enemies using the mysterious pawnshop to deal with him, just as he had seen in his dream. Therefore, he had to take precautions before it happened.

Qin Juexian's concern and the drum master's questioning and pressure made Qingsui's mood even more confused. He hesitated to speak, and the drum master saw this and became more and more impatient, and immediately launched a killing move.

To prevent Qin Juexian from further injury, Qingsha, in a panic, pushed Qin Juexian away and drew his Mercy Slash. However, just as he was about to strike, his mind suddenly went haywire. The exquisite sword techniques honed over countless years vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed. In an instant, the outcome was decided!

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the Mercy Slash slipped from the Love Killer's body and plunged straight into the dust.

Qingsha was no match for the drum master, but he was defeated in just one move, a result that even the drum master had not expected. However, he soon realized that Qingsha had really pawned his own things for the ancient bell, and what he pawned was actually his "knife".

He gave up the knife he depended on for survival, just in exchange for restoring the appearance of an "enemy".

It's incredible that there really is such a magical place in the world, and...

The person before me was so ridiculous. How was he any different from a fool? No, that was not right. Even a true fool wouldn't do such a ridiculous thing.

"So that's how it is," the drummer muttered to himself, his eyes filled with mockery and a hint of indescribable complex emotions as he looked at the murderer. He was now certain that the pawnshop was real and the transaction was genuine.

Just as the drummer was about to reach out and capture Qingsha, an unexpected chord of strings suddenly rang out. The drummer whipped around and swung his palm. The sound waves and palm power collided violently, and the aftermath was so devastating that dust suddenly flew all over the sky. Within that hazy dust, Qin Juexian, regardless of her own injuries, instantly unleashed her agility to reach Qingsha. Not only did she capture Qingsha, but she also swept away the Jueqing Slash on the ground with her sleeves.

"Qin Juexian, Qin Juexian!" The drummer looked in the direction the two men had left, his handsome face now gloomy and terrifying, like the oppressive sky before a storm. Then, without hesitation, he chased after them.

"Goddess... your injuries haven't healed yet." Across the wilderness, Qin Juexian and Qingsha desperately fled. Qingsha, regaining his composure, looked at Qin Juexian with concern. At this moment, he and Qin Juexian were closer than ever before, yet not a single romantic thought crossed his mind. Looking at the bloodstains on Qin Juexian's aquamarine dress, now mingled with the dust, Qingsha's heart was filled with remorse and heartache. He blamed himself constantly: in the end, it was his own unauthorized actions that had implicated the goddess...

"I'm fine." Qin Juexian shook her head, but she didn't dare to pause. Based on the conversation between the drummer and Qingsha, she suspected something must have happened to Qingsha that she was unaware of, and the bell that restored the drummer's appearance must have come from this. However, this must have come at a heavy price. Regardless, she couldn't afford to owe Qingsha any more.

As the two fled, suddenly, the sound of drums rang out like thunder, shaking the wind and clouds. It was the drum master, carrying his drum, chasing them.

"Wind and thunder swallow the moon!" The drummer roared, and the sound of the drums shook the very universe. Invisible sound waves, like a surging tide, swept directly towards Qin Juexian and Qingsha.

The secret of the pawnshop was related to his revenge plan, and Qin Juexian's escape with a murder of passion completely buried the last bit of emotion in his heart. At this moment, he took action without reservation.

Facing a fatal blow, Qin Juexian sighed helplessly in order to give his love killing a chance. In an instant, the sinew-stringed pipa dragon-pillar harp materialized and fell into his hands.

With a light pluck of her bare hands, two of the three great mystical sounds of the Northern Wulin were forced to clash. The sounds of the lute and drums intertwined, resounding throughout the air.

Qin Juexian was injured after all, and he was unwilling to exert his full strength against the drummer. In one move, the duel ended with red blood spitting out of his mouth.

"Goddess!" It was impossible for him to abandon Qin Juexian in a murder of passion. He immediately stepped forward and firmly protected Qin Juexian.

Qin Juexian looked at the drummer, his heart broken into countless pieces. He could only cry out silently in his heart: He Lang...

"Drummer, come at me if you want to do anything. I will never allow you to hurt the goddess!" Qingsha tightly grasped the Mercy Slash, holding it horizontally in front of Qin Juexian. Even though he had lost his "sword" and the sword skills he was once so proud of, he was still so resolute at this moment, without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, the drummer felt an inexplicable surge of anger and a hint of jealousy that he himself was unwilling to admit...

(End of this chapter)