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

Without saying a word, Feng Baobao pulled out a knife from his body and handed it to Song Yuan next to him.

"You..." Song Yuan was stunned. All the knives on Feng Baobao were taken away during the security check.

Since Song Yuan also knew that Feng Baobao was likely to be detained, in order to avoid sending Xu Si and Xu San to rescue him, Song Yuan did not let Feng Baobao bring a knife at all.

But no one expected that Feng Baobao actually took a handy knife from the blacksmith shop.

That’s right, the knife that Feng Baobao took out was from the blacksmith shop.

Song Yuan checked in his knife that could be used to carry Lingshan, because after all, that thing was like a storage bag and was quite useful.

As for how to check in the luggage, that is up to Xu Si and Xu San.

"Your knife is very useful. It was given to me by you. I always carry it with me." Feng Baobao gave a thumbs up, expressing her approval of Song Yuan's knives.

Song Yuan nodded: "I don't know how you brought it up here, but I don't need this thing, let's go."

Feng Baobao pointed at the strange old man in the coffin and said, "That thing... aren't you going to kill it?"

Song Yuan glanced at Xia Dongqing next to him. At this time, Xia Dongqing was scared like a quail. He looked at the old man in the coffin tremblingly and couldn't say a word.

"They've all been sucked dry. What's the point of killing them? Let's go quickly. What if they cause trouble for us?" Although he said this, Song Yuan walked forward and kicked the coffin.

The whole coffin trembled slightly, and the old man inside the coffin was shocked, and a crack appeared at the connection between his limbs and the tree canopy below.

"Hold your breath," Song Yuan said calmly, "If you keep letting it go, I'll chop you up."

The old man in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Song Yuan with his red eyes. He stood up directly. He was short in stature, and standing on the coffin was like a wooden stake.

Song Yuan slapped the old man in the face: "What do you want to do?"

The old man immediately closed his eyes, as if he was extremely scared to look at it any longer.

Song Yuan's face was filled with surprise. "I thought you just absorbed the energy from this old man. After all, he was once a primitive man and considered your subordinate. But you actually separated a wisp of your soul and put it in him. You are really something."

Was discovered.

The old man opened his eyes again.

A pair of red eyes.

Song Yuan looked at the other person with a smile: "Have you figured it out? Are you coming to pay your debt?"

"Get lost." The old man's voice was indeed Chi You's. The old man was very angry: "I know I owe you a debt, and I will definitely pay it back, but please don't delay my great cause."

Chi You separated a wisp of his soul into the old man's body because the old man was originally the original human.

Song Yuan smiled. "It's useless for you to do this. I know you want to keep a backup plan, but don't you look at your soul? It's already incomplete, and it's difficult to resurrect. The gods stole part of your soul, don't you know? You still want to divide it? What will you do if you become schizophrenic?"

The smile on Chi You's face froze.

"Actually, if you owe me another debt, even if you sell your sister, I can still find a way to revive you. I'm a businessman, and I don't take sides." Song Yuan said with a smile: "It depends on whether you are willing or not."

Chi You closed his eyes again, and a hint of red aura emerged from the old man's body, and he quickly fled.

Song Yuan did not stop him and saw Chi You's breath return to Xia Dongqing's body.

Xia Dongqing, who was originally trembling, opened his eyes at this moment, staring at Song Yuan with a pair of scarlet eyes: "How do you do business?"

Why is Chi You so anxious?

After Chi You's soul left the old man's body, the old man lay back in the coffin, but many cracks could be seen on his body, and he looked like he was about to collapse.

Even the white miasma around the old man began to slowly dissipate.

Feng Baobao noticed this. She didn't know what Song Yuan and Xia Dongqing were going to talk about, but Feng Baobao was very curious about the old man in the coffin. She squatted beside the coffin and looked at the old man inside carefully.

Feng Baobao even stretched out a finger and poked the old man's bark-like skin.

"He seems to be cracked." Feng Baobao said suddenly.

Song Yuan turned his attention to the old man, but he knew what had happened at a glance. Song Yuan looked directly at Chi You: "After all, he is also a primitive man. Are you going to kill him like this?"

"He's almost turned into a demon. He's not the original human." Chi You closed his eyes and seemed to be in pain. "Those original humans who were with me are either dead or injured."

That's right, the gods thought they were a failure from the beginning, and it was a good thing that they didn't kill them all.

In fact, Song Yuan has always been skeptical about the setting in Soul Ferry, which says that gods created human beings and created the first batch of original people in the world.

But later the gods became angry and drowned all the original people, and they also fought against Kunlun.

Therefore, Song and Yuan Dynasty were very suspicious that the founder of this group of primitive people was not Nuwa at all, not the Nuwa who created humans in the legend.

But it is the Queen Mother of the West.

It was humans created by the Queen Mother of the West based on Nuwa.

The first group of humans created by Nuwa has actually become ancient mythology now, and they are all gods.

However, there are very few records of primitive humans in human historical records.

Therefore, it is very likely that the god who created the original man was actually the Queen Mother of the West.

In the end, it was the Queen Mother of the West who sent down the great flood. Otherwise, how could the Kunlun Temple owe so much sin?

"They are your own subordinates, you can deal with them however you like," Song Yuan said nonchalantly, "but if you want to discuss business with me, you can't do it here."

Chi You was a stubborn person: "Do you want to regret it?"

"When they all wake up later, the owner of this coffin finds out that we killed the thing inside the coffin. How much do you think I have to pay?" Song Yuan rolled his eyes: "Or can you afford it?"

Chi You looked around and followed Song Yuan back to his seat obediently. However, due to the effect of the maze, Zhao Li and Xiao Ya did not wake up.

So Chi You let himself go a little: "People nowadays are too weak, none of them are useful. I would send down a great flood to cleanse the world, and I would create a new era."

"How to create?" Song Yuan was skeptical of Chi You's train of thought: "Could it be just giving birth to a child?"

Chi You nodded and said, "Of course. Fertility is the primary productive force. I want to do business with you. Give me a knife that will make anyone who sees it pregnant."

Song Yuan's mind was confused. He felt something was wrong.