Pendulum: I'm a knife seller on credit, and I'm looking for Ah Cha to collect the debt.

Song Yuan had a smile on his face that was so infuriating he could kill himself. He pointed to the sky and said seriously, "Don't forget we just signed a contract."

Zhao Li was speechless for a moment, and sat down again obediently, his face a little grim: "Yes, we signed a contract."

Damn it, how did his hand accidentally touch the contract paper?

This Song Yuan is really weird. I should have known not to get involved and not look for him.

"Why are you so sad? Isn't Achun the woman you would go to hell to find? You really are a playboy. You can't get your memories of your past life back, so how come you don't even want a woman?" Song Yuan complained madly.

"Stop talking, stop talking. Isn't it enough that I agree to this contract? It's just 100 million merits that I will earn for you." Zhao Li had no choice. This slave contract was directly binding the heaven and the earth.

Although the practices of the Song and Yuan dynasties were a bit of forced buying and selling.

But he could only obey.

Zhao Li pulled his hair in annoyance, but when he raised his head, he met Song Yuan's eyes that seemed to be smiling.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that Song Yuan is a little bit cunning when he smiles.

Zhao Li looked at him cautiously: "So?"

"Since you've accepted the personal contract, let's start discussing the matter between Hades and me." Song Yuan said with a smile, "I just asked my ancestors. If the Underworld can't produce the magic sword, they can use 100 billion merits to pay off the debt."

Zhao Li: ???

Zhao Li:!!!

"100 billion? Are you crazy?" Zhao Li's voice almost pierced the roof.

Song Yuan covered his ears and looked at him speechlessly: "The Pluto treated you like this, and you don't hate her?"

This sentence left Zhao Li stunned. In fact, Zhao Li hated A Cha in his heart.

If Zhao Li didn't know what he was obsessed with in his previous life, if he didn't know what he had done in his previous life, he might not hate A Cha so much.

But when Zhao Li thought about everything that happened in his previous life, he felt very hateful.

He could have had a very bright life, he could have lived a better life, even as a monk, but he fell in love with a female ghost.

But because he had saved so many souls, A-Cha took it away, and the zither took the female ghost away.

And such a powerful monk who has cultivated to the Arhat realm willingly entered the underworld. Who wouldn't hate such a thing?

"Have you figured it out?" Song Yuan looked at Zhao Li with a half-smile. "If you've figured it out, go back and report to your Ah Cha. Although 100 billion merits may seem like the sky has fallen to you, it may not mean much to Ah Cha at all. You don't need to worry about her."

Zhao Li thought about it carefully. What Song Yuan said was correct, but he still had to defend his behavior. "I'm not worried that your price is too high. I'm worried that Ah Cha will beat me up when I return to report. She can't beat you, so she will definitely beat me up."

Song Yuan had no expression on his face, and he didn't expose Zhao Li's little thoughts. Instead, he said directly: "That's your own business. I see that you are quite thin, so you should be more flexible."

Zhao Li was overjoyed at being praised suddenly: "Yes, yes, yes, I am quite thin, there is definitely no problem."

"Then I'll go back and report." Zhao Li didn't know what to say. This knife seller was truly amazing. He felt like he had a thousand words to say to him. He actually wanted to ask what he was like in his past life.

Are there any other characteristics besides stubbornness and paranoia?

But the knife seller charged too much.

Zhao Li felt that he could not afford the compensation even if he sold it. In just a few words, he owed Song Yuan 100 million, or 100 million merits. Zhao Li felt so worried that he was going bald.

"Then why don't you just go and report? Why are you still standing there?" Song Yuan's voice rang out in front of Zhao Li: "There are people waiting in line behind you."

In fact, Zhao Li was still very curious about Song Yuan. After all, he had never come into contact with the profession of knife seller on credit before.

After hearing what Song Yuan said, Zhao Li was also very curious about who was queuing behind him. He had a hunch that he knew the person queuing behind him.

Zhao Li stepped aside with a confused look on his face, but when he turned around he saw Xiao Ya. It was indeed Xiao Ya's real body, not the clone. After all, the clone had short hair so far, so it was easy to distinguish.

When Xiao Ya saw Zhao Li, she felt like she had found a lifeline: "Zhao Li, have you found the man who sold the knife on credit in the underworld? Let me tell you, in the heavens, there's a knife stuck in our gates too."

Zhao Li's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Song Yuan cautiously. Song Yuan was browsing his phone and looking at beautiful women next to him. Seeing that Song Yuan didn't seem to notice him, he wanted to lower his voice and remind Xiao Ya.

As a result, Xiaoya poured out all the beans from a bamboo tube, and directly listed all the crimes of Song Yuan to Zhao Li:

"That Song Yuan is a piece of shit. He attacked us directly from Kunlun, and he did it with his physical body."

"After entering Kunlun, he plunged a knife into our Heavenly Gate without a word and threatened the Queen Mother of the West, saying that if she didn't return the knife used to cut off Chiyou's head within 30 days, Kunlun would be reduced to ashes."

"I'm so fucking pissed I'm laughing. That's Kunlun, the divine kingdom that's existed to this day. He just said it would be reduced to ashes, and it would just be reduced to ashes. Who the hell does he think he is?"

"Aren't you right, Zhao Li?"

Zhao Li had already witnessed how powerful Song Yuan was. When he heard Xiao Ya's complaints, Zhao Li wanted to sew Xiao Ya's mouth shut: "Don't talk nonsense, my dear. The real person is standing right in front of you!"

"Since Kunlun is so powerful, why are you still asking me about the whereabouts of the man who sold knives on credit? Can't you just solve it yourselves?" Zhao Li asked sincerely.

Sincerity is the most important thing these days.

Xiao Ya didn't know what to say when Zhao Li asked her so sincerely. Xiao Ya started to yell and pulled Zhao Li out, saying, "There are some things I need to tell you alone. We can't stay here. After all, this is someone else's territory."

"Don't," Zhao Li shook off Xiaoya's hand and looked at her seriously, "Don't talk nonsense. Just talk about it here. As for that person... he's my friend, it doesn't matter."

Xiao Ya looked in the direction of Zhao Li strangely, thinking that Song Yuan should also be a soul ferryman.

"There's just a small problem now. At that time, our Queen Mother of the West fought with that Song Yuan." Xiao Ya said, picking up the important things.

Zhao Li was filled with surprise, thinking, is this really that outrageous? The knife seller on credit actually dared to attack the Queen Mother of the West?

"What's the result?" Although he was chirping in front of others, Zhao Li was really curious.

"The man who sold knives on credit ran away." Xiao Ya said it very cleverly. Anyway, she was not wrong. Song Yuan did run away, and he ran away in a swagger in front of the Queen Mother of the West.

Xiao Ya did not reveal the fact that Queen Mother of the West could not defeat Song Yuan, she only said that Song Yuan escaped.

This rhetoric is really awesome. It sounds like Xiaoya ran away because she was afraid of Queen Mother of the West. It not only maintains the dignity of Queen Mother of the West, but also does not count as a lie. It's absolutely amazing.

However, Zhao Li didn't buy it at all. He asked in shock, "How could they let Song Yuan escape? Your Queen Mother of the West isn't that great either."