Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

After not eating for two days, this little bit of silver was just a drop in the bucket for Situ Yifan and was of no help.

My stomach is still rumbling.

He regretted that he couldn't resist the temptation at that moment.

I shouldn't have eaten the silver so hastily. If I had exchanged it for some copper and iron, I could have survived for a few more days.

However, now it's all over.

Before Chengfeng came, he went back and forth and searched every room in the courtyard.

He hoped to find some scrap copper and iron to fill his stomach, but he only found a little bit of iron slag, not even enough to fill his teeth.

At that time, he was curled up quietly on the worn Simmons mattress, his hands tightly covering his empty belly.

Those weak and dull eyes scanned the surroundings blankly, hoping to find even the slightest trace of metal residue.

However, this room, which was once filled with various metal products, is now as clean as if it had been ransacked and is completely empty.

Fortunately, his eyes finally found a rusty nail in an inconspicuous corner of the wall, and he jumped up excitedly.

The nail was covered with rust and looked neither attractive nor delicious. But for him at this moment, it was like a life-saving straw.

With trembling hands, he pulled out the nail and tried to put it into his mouth.

The familiar metallic taste had not yet entered my throat, but was instead replaced by the unexpected smell of the wind.

He quickly swallowed the nail without even having time to chew it, and rushed out.

The feeling of the nail scratching his throat almost suffocated him.

But he knew that this was the only metal object left in the house and it must not be wasted.

He knew that the young man who came was not easy to deal with, and the fat man had reported to him what happened in the restaurant.

However, he still didn't expect that this young man would come to him so quickly.

His current cultivation is still at a bottleneck stage and he has not made any major breakthroughs yet, so it is difficult for him to be a match for this outsider.

What's more, I was so hungry that I had no energy to fight him.

After all, he was a prominent figure in the town.

Even if the other party is here to collect a debt, you still have to act like a big boss.

I thought that with my reputation here, I could slow things down.

Unexpectedly, this outsider didn't buy his account at all.

Seeing Chengfeng was angry and seemed to be about to fight, Situ Yifan had no choice but to speak out his difficult reasons.

His words sounded like a fairy tale.

After hearing this, Chengfeng was stunned for a moment.

Chengfeng widened his eyes and looked in disbelief at the man in front of him who claimed to be from the future world.

"You mean... there is another future world? Did you travel here from the future?"

Cheng Feng's voice was filled with disbelief, and he stared at Situ Yifan closely, trying to find any sign of lying on his face.

However, the other party's expression was unusually calm, without the slightest sign of panic.

"Yes, in the future the world will be full of tall buildings and a large population. It will have advanced technology and convenient transportation..."

Situ Yifan's words flowed out slowly, and every word seemed to come from a distant world, making Chengfeng feel unbelievable.

Chengfeng frowned and touched the corner of his mouth, as if trying to understand these incredible words.

"What kind of airplane can carry two or three hundred people in the sky? What kind of mobile phone can transmit sound over a thousand miles?"

All of this was simply unimaginable. Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if weighing the truthfulness of the other party's words.

"Situ Yifan, are you deliberately making up these ridiculous things to deceive me just to cheat me out of my little money?"

Situ Yifan glanced at him with a helpless look on his face.

"Brother Chengfeng, everything I said is true. How could I lie to you?"

Cheng Feng didn't buy it and snorted coldly, "I think you are just talking nonsense. Return the money to me quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Situ Yifan smiled bitterly: "Little brother, I really didn't hide your silver. The silver has already..."

"What has happened?" Chengfeng interrupted him and asked.

"I have eaten it." Situ Yifan said frankly.

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

Cheng Feng sneered, his mouth corners slightly raised, his words full of sarcasm, "Situ Yifan, do you think I'm a three-year-old child who is so easy to fool?"

"I really ate it! I didn't lie to you." Situ Yifan reiterated.

Looking at the person in front of him, Chengfeng felt a little headache.

The other party was polite and didn't want to resort to violence. He could only threaten: "If you don't hand it over, don't blame me for searching your house. If I find you, I will not let you go."

Situ Yifan sighed helplessly and waved his hand.

"Well, if you don't believe it, just go ahead and search."

Chengfeng was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to actually let him search. He couldn't help but sneer.

"Okay, that's what you said. If I find out, I'll make sure you're in big trouble."

"Go! Go! If you have any scrap copper or iron, bring it here and I can convert it into silver for you."

Situ Yifan said weakly.

"Humph! Still pretending!"

Chengfeng didn't say any more. He just threw his sleeves and started the search angrily.

Situ Yifan lay lazily on the Simmons mattress, watching Chengfeng shuttle back and forth more than a dozen times.

Until Chengfeng stopped in front of him, panting.

Situ Yifan hurriedly sat up, his eyes wide open: "Little brother, what did you gain?"

Chengfeng shook his head, looking frustrated.

Seeing Chengfeng empty-handed, Situ Yifan was instantly disappointed and curled his lips.

"Why are you so stupid? Can't you even find some scrap metal?"

Chengfeng's face was full of black lines. He glared at him fiercely and gritted his teeth.

"Don't be complacent. I don't believe I can't find it."

"Go! Go! While there's still a moon, find more."

Situ Yifan's eyes were dull and he fell weakly on the bed again.

Chengfeng worked for a long time but to no avail, so he had no choice but to walk up to Situ Yifan with a painting.

"Does this count?"

There was a hint of fatigue and unwillingness in Chengfeng's eyes. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and depressedly unfolded the scene in front of Situ Yifan.

It was a picture of the God of Wealth with dull colors. In the painting, the God of Wealth had a smile on his face and was holding a glittering gold ingot in his hand.

At this moment, Situ Yifan's expression suddenly changed, as if he had been electrocuted, and he quickly jumped up from the shabby bed.

His movements were so fast that one could hardly see his figure.

His eyes were fixed on the scroll, especially the gold ingot, as if it was the only focus of his life.

"Little brother," Situ Yifan's voice trembled slightly, his eyes never leaving the gold ingot.

"If you like, you can take the God of Wealth from the painting. But you must leave the gold ingot in his hand to me."