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

One day later, convenience store No. 444.

Zhao Li and Xiao Ya are discussing something.

Xia Dongqing was in charge of watching the store, but his eyes were always looking in the direction of Zhao Li and the others.

Very frequently.

"The knife sellers are a very strange group of people among the people. They will make mysterious predictions and leave a knife and a prophecy. When the prophecy comes true, they will come to collect the money for the knife or take back the knife." Xiao Ya looked at Zhao Li very seriously and said.

Yes, her true form has arrived.

So Xia Dongqing kept looking at Xiaoya, and his gaze seemed to be real, which made Xiaoya feel uncomfortable all over. She turned around and looked in Xia Dongqing's direction several times.

Seeing Xiaoya looking at him, Xia Dongqing quickly said, "Xiaoya, why did your hair suddenly get longer? Did you get extensions?"

"It's really beautiful." Xia Dongqing got a roll of the eyes from Xiao Ya as soon as she finished speaking. Now she was talking about serious matters with Zhao Li. She couldn't figure out what happened in the underworld and wanted to satisfy her curiosity. Although she felt guilty towards Xia Dongqing, Xiao Ya really didn't want to pay attention to him at this time.

Zhao Li was interrupted and was actually very unhappy. He looked up at Xia Dongqing and said, "Why do you care so much? The girl can dress up however she wants. Go sell your oden."

Xia Dongqing curled her lips and was too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

After all, Zhao Li has always been so noisy.

"Please continue." However, when Zhao Li turned to face Xiao Ya, he became extremely serious.

"I'm done." Xiaoya looked happy.

"No, you cheated me out of a cup of milk tea with just two sentences. How dare you?" Zhao Li's face turned ugly. "And what's the difference between what you searched and what you searched on Baidu Encyclopedia?"

"There is no difference. I just looked it up on Baidu Encyclopedia." Xiaoya actually admitted it.

This infuriated Zhao Li so much that he nearly flipped the table. But before he did, he remembered that this was Convenience Store No. 444, and the table was his property, so he forced himself to suppress his temper. "You're talking about folk rumors, and those folk rumors should come from human society itself, but I'm talking about the man who bought the knife on credit during the war."

"There's no such person." Xiao Ya answered casually, but when Zhao Li looked at her sharply, she immediately changed her words: "Of course, what we encountered was true."

"So, is the Underworld okay now? Didn't they say we have to return the knife within 30 days? If we don't have the knife, the knife on the Ghost Gate plaque is more than just a decoration. Even if you in the Underworld wanted to ignore it, you shouldn't be able to, right?"

"And don't forget, the speed of time in reality is different from the speed of time in the underworld."

Zhao Li laughed when he heard this: "Come on, can you? Stop joking about this. It's just a knife stuck in the gate of hell. It's just a little ugly. I don't care."

Song and Yuan dynasties were so hard to find that Zhao Li wanted to give up.

"The reason he did it so covertly is because he wants you to return the knife. He also said at the time that he could enter dreams." Xiao Ya saw through it: "Isn't it just a knife? Give it to him. You also said at the time that the whole underworld was shaken by this. You should think about why it was shaken, right?"

Zhao Li was puzzled: "Why is it shaking?"

"..." Xiaoya was frowning. It seemed like talking for so long was like talking to a cow. This guy really didn't understand anything.

"Why don't you go back to your underworld and take a look?" Xiao Ya was talking when Zhao Li showed her a picture of a kitchen knife chopping into a plaque.

Xiao Ya took a look and was about to say something when her face suddenly changed. She stood up with a look of panic on her face and said to Zhao Li in a perfunctory tone, "Anyway, go back to the underworld and contact us later."

Zhao Li was watching from the side, his face completely bewildered: "No? What's going on? Why are you so flustered? What are you going to do?"

As Zhao Li was speaking, he saw a scene that made his eyes burst with anger:

Xiaoya stood on the street, clenched her right fist, and flew into the sky.

This is obviously a return to Kunlun.

But Xiaoya used to be very considerate of human feelings. If she wanted to return to Kunlun, she would not be so high-profile.

Now that she did this, the people around her immediately took out their phones and started taking pictures frantically.

Xia Dongqing was stunned. He stared at Zhao Li stupidly: "Zhao Li? Was I dreaming just now? Xiaoya can actually fly?"

Zhao Li slapped his forehead, and the next words came out like they were squeezed from between his teeth. He was so angry: "Isn't this making my job more difficult? No, her actions probably affect many surrounding districts. I have to make a phone call and ask them to come over to brainwash her."

"What's going on? It's so urgent. Could it be that the Queen Mother of the West..."

Zhao Li was stunned when he said this. It was not impossible, but he also felt that his idea was too bold: "That's the Queen Mother of the West? No way, the knife seller, not the one who bought the knife on credit, would sell the knife to the Queen Mother of the West on credit?"

"If I negotiate with someone like that, wouldn't that be courting death? Cha Cha, ah Cha Cha, what's the problem you're giving me?"

Zhao Li didn't care about Xia Dongqing who was listening in amazement. After all, after drinking the Meng Po soup, Xia Dongqing would forget everything he had just seen.

Meng Po soup at certain stages can only help you forget a certain memory.

If we don't get the situation under control quickly, it will be disastrous if someone posts this video online.

In that case, the scope of memory clearing will be larger.

At this time, Song Yuan was standing in front of his blacksmith shop. He turned his head and saw Zhao Li who was busy in the convenience store No. 444, and Xiao Ya who had just soared into the sky.

"Why are you all so flustered? It's just a small notice." Song Yuan sat on the street with a clear conscience and sipped his tea. "It tastes really good."

……

Xiaoya returned to Kunlun in a hurry.

After all, Xiaoya's current identity is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, so when she appeared, many people greeted her. A little goddess passed by and called out cutely, "Sister Xuannv, why are you back again?"

Xiaoya stood in front of the Tianmen with a conflicted look on her face. The Tianmen of Kunlun was built after the great war between the primitive man and Kunlun. It was magnificent, tall, and extremely solemn.

However, a knife is stuck on the central axis of this extremely solemn Tianmen.

A knife with only the handle exposed.

The more Xiaoya looked at it, the more she felt that this thing was a bit similar to the picture Zhao Li sent her.

The little celestial maiden also stood beside Xiaoya. She was just an ordinary bird, nothing in the heavens. She approached Xiaoya cautiously, feeling that Xiaoya carried the glory of a celestial maiden. The little celestial maiden asked, "Sister Xuannv, what are you looking at?"

"Look over there," Xiaoya pointed at the central axis of Tianmen and asked softly, "Is there a knife?"

The little goddess looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled, her dimples light. "Where is the knife? Sister Xuannv, you are seeing things. It's just a decoration, probably made of meteorite."

"There's an extra iron pillar on the Heavenly Gate, and you're telling me it's just for decoration?" Xiaoya's face darkened. "What is your true form?"

The little goddess was startled: "Bird...bird."

"Oh, that's understandable." Xiao Ya's face was expressionless, but her words were much gentler: "Birds' aesthetic taste has always been like this."

As she spoke, she flew up and headed towards the knife handle in the surprised eyes of the little goddess.