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

Whether there is merit or not is up to the Song and Yuan dynasties to decide.

Same technique.

Zhao Li and Xiao Ya watched Song Yuan grab the air and pull out a small golden ball from Xiao Ya's chest.

"That's quite high," Song Yuan couldn't help but say, "123 points."

Zhao Li could not see the numbers above, he could only see them when Song and Yuan shared them.

But after hearing this, Zhao Li almost died of laughter: "Yes, it is quite high, but not as high as me."

"Impossible! I'm the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens. I have believers and a temple in this world. How can I justify this little bit of merit?" Xiao Ya was extremely angry. "I don't believe it unless I can see it."

So Song Yuan used the same method to allow Xiaoya to see the number on the golden ball.

Xiaoya collapsed: "Are you missing a unit here? Is it ten thousand?"

Song Yuan shook his head: "Don't you know what immoral things you have done?"

"What bad things have I done?" Xiaoya didn't want to take the blame at all. Xiaoya felt that she had always been kind: "Haven't I just been following Kunlun's orders?"

"Yes, you have always followed Kunlun's orders. Have you ever considered that your previous merits might be negative?" Song Yuan said calmly, "Have you truly forgotten that you were the most crucial player in the battle between Yuanren and Kunlun?"

When Xiaoya mentioned this, her face suddenly turned pale.

"Heaven is merciful and benevolent," Song Yuan said, pointing to the heavens. "Heaven doesn't care who is born. The first humans were indeed created by the gods. They possess the same power and lifespan as the gods."

"However, because of love, because the gods think love is a disease, the gods want to kill them all."

"So, that war began. You poisoned the leader of humanity, and it was you who caused all the original humans to be cleansed by the gods. The gods spent three days gathering all the sea water together, and then cleansed the world for three days. Guess how many people the gods killed?"

"Besides humans, there were probably animals as well. This flood is recorded in many myths and legends."

"The people who were killed at that time were actually no different from the gods who were killed. Do you think that doing such a thing would mean your merit would be negative?"

"Even if you return to Kunlun, even if you are rewarded, even if you are given a title, so what? That is a reward from Kunlun, not a reward from Heaven."

"So it's reasonable that you have so little merit. I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

When Song Yuan was talking, Xiao Ya was silent. Zhao Li did not dare to speak, because these things happened in ancient times.

The first humans on Earth were called hominids.

Indeed, in a sense, they could be considered gods. They were almost indistinguishable from gods, the first humans created by gods.

And when they completely disappeared, the humans created again by the gods became what they are today, weak, without divine power, and without a long life.

"Today's weak humans are really trying their best to survive. They have passed it down tenaciously from generation to generation. And as far as I know, after that war, Kunlun was told not to interfere in the affairs of the human world. Of course, the underworld cannot interfere too much either." Zhao Li spoke slowly beside him.

But at this point, Zhao Li glanced at Xiao Ya, whose face was pale, and said, "I really didn't expect that the culprit of all this was actually you."

"It's not that she's the culprit for all the crimes. She was just a tool, but she did do this kind of thing." Song Yuan glanced at Xiao Ya, who looked disappointed. "Okay, let's let the past be the past. Now, how can you repay my kindness?"

"By the way, I have to remind you that the knife you used is different from the knife Zhao Li used."

"Zhao Li only needs to repay me one million merits."

"But you... it's a small goal, maybe 100 million. Think carefully about it. In fact, I suggest that Yu Yi is the best!"

Song Yuan was still salivating over the feathered robe of the Lady of the West. After all, the system panel had given such a compensation plan. Using the feathered robe was equivalent to exceeding the task, and the reward might be even better.

If Xiaoya can repay the debt, Song Yuan will be able to obtain the special gift of infinite vitality.

The explanation of infinite vitality in the system panel is that the dead can be brought back to life, flesh can be turned into bones, and the wounds on the body can be healed instantly. Even if only a skeleton is left on the body, it can grow back, and the regeneration of broken limbs is a piece of cake.

But I don’t know if a single kidney cell can grow back.

But he didn't dare to try it during the Song and Yuan dynasties.

However, this kind of reward is difficult to obtain.

After all, Xiaoya is really poor.

"One hundred million?" Xiaoya's eyes widened. "Isn't that too much? How can there be so much? Then... can you give me a discount?"

Xiaoya's tone was already coquettish when she spoke to the end.

Zhao Li, who was standing next to him, found this very irritating and even started to mumble, "Brother Song Yuan..."

Just as he said a word, Song Yuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Get lost."

"Oh, okay." Zhao Li immediately returned to normal and his voice was no longer raspy.

Originally, Xiao Ya was planning to negotiate with Song Yuan in a low voice, but there was an extra person named Zhao Li beside her.

This is difficult to discuss.

But it’s not easy to talk about, and we have to talk about it shamelessly.

Just kidding, a full 100 million.

How can I afford to pay for this?

"As you can see, my merit has only recently become positive because I played a role in the great war between the Yuanren and Kunlun." Xiao Ya squeezed out two tears when she said this. "This one hundred million is really too much. Besides, I don't know how to earn merit. How about you change it?"

Song Yuan shook his head helplessly: "You have to understand that this is already the cheapest way. Otherwise, you can give me 3 years of life, which is actually also possible."

He said it very sincerely.

Zhao Li next to him almost laughed out loud: "But she is only..."

Song Yuan looked at Xiao Ya seriously. "This is the only way. There has to be a limit to bargaining, right? If I remember correctly, you are here to help the Queen Mother of the West to bargain, right? That knife is very precious. Even if we bargain, the Queen Mother of the West must be prepared to bleed."

As he spoke, Song Yuan quickly printed out a piece of white paper from his computer. This was the contract signed by Xiaoya and Song Yuan.

【Contractor】: Xiaoya.

[Contract Content]:

Xiaoya, the goddess of the nine heavens, must return the small dagger that was given to her by the man who bought the knife on credit. If the small dagger has been discarded, she will need 100 million merits to pay off the debt.

……

Not to mention that after Xiaoya finished reading the contract, her expression was as ugly as Zhao Li's when he first saw the contract.