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

Ah Cha looked no different from before, and even calmly picked up the cup of pre-rain Longjing tea she had brewed for herself on the table.

In fact, if you look closely, you will find that A Cha's hands are shaking all the time.

Ah Cha even cursed Song Yuan in his heart: Damn, what the hell is that? He's on my territory! How can I not beat him?

Is it reasonable?

Does it fit?

Go against Tiangang! !

At this time, A-Cha wanted to scream to the sky, but she maintained her usual elegant and calm expression, with a smile on her face and MMP in her heart.

A Cha did not directly agree to the contract given by Song Yuanxin.

She finally placed the paper on the table.

You know what, this piece of paper looks like just an ordinary A4 paper, but just now when Song Yuan and A Cha were fighting, A Cha was knocked to the ground by the illusory hand created by Song Yuan.

Despite such strength, the A4 paper didn't even break at a corner.

If you don't know, you might think it's a knife.

Ah Cha placed the A4 paper on the table and changed the subject in front of Song Yuan: "I know that the knife seller has a tradition. In fact, even if I return the magic knife to you, it will never belong to you. Perhaps in your hands, the magic power of the knife will be lost and it will become an ordinary knife."

Ah Cha had done some research on the special profession of knife seller, so he could stand in front of Song Yuan and say these words with such confidence.

"So what?" Song Yuan never liked beating around the bush, so he asked directly.

"You won't gain any benefits from collecting these things, but if you give me a little discount, I can give you some benefits." When Ah Cha mentioned this, she moved towards Song Yuan eagerly: "Wouldn't it be nice if we could exchange resources?"

"What kind of benefits can you give me?" Song Yuan asked directly.

"You are a human being after all. I can give you life." Ah Cha said with a smile, "Although I can't find your name in the Yin Scroll and I can't make you immortal or escape the cycle of reincarnation, I can give you endless life."

"Nowhere else can lifespans be greater than in our underworld. I even know that Zhao Li once resold lifespans." Ah Cha's voice was soft, like a devil's whisper: "What do you think?"

Song Yuan seemed unmoved.

So Ah Cha could only offer a more tempting offer: "Another option is for you to marry me. Once you marry me, because I am immortal, the gods will also make you immortal to comfort me."

"And you will stay with me in the underworld from now on. You can go wherever you want in the underworld and buy whatever you want."

Speaking of this, A Cha felt that Song Yuan seemed to be interested, because Song Yuan had an interested expression on his face.

So A Cha bravely sat back on Song Yuan's lap, and Song Yuan was very cooperative at this time. He put his hands on A Cha's legs very naturally.

"When the time comes," Ah Cha continued to paint a rosy picture for Song Yuan, her voice becoming increasingly gentle, and her small hand clasping Song Yuan's arm, "You can have fun however you want. You won't have to worry about food and clothing, and you won't have to run around collecting all those tedious bills. It will be an honor for you to be the husband of the Lord of the Underworld."

Song Yuan patted A'cha lightly, and A'cha let out an "ah" sound. The atmosphere was a little ambiguous, and there was a smile on A'cha's face.

I thought Song Yuan would agree, but I didn't expect Song Yuan to say: "Don't repay kindness with hatred. Then I will become a puppet of the underworld. I can do whatever I want in the underworld, but I can't go anywhere, right?"

Ah Cha's face froze. It seemed this knife seller wasn't easy to fool. "Isn't the underworld good? Our underworld is prosperous, and the rules of our underworld are more perfect than those of the human world. The ghosts here never do bad things."

"Perhaps there are some daring ghosts who dare to do bad things, but these ghosts will end up in a very miserable situation. Don't forget who I am? I make the rules."

"Besides, we have a lot of places to play here. Besides, staying by my side is not a form of repaying kindness with enmity."

Song Yuan let go of A Cha's hands, stretched, and swung his legs, as if he almost shook A Cha out.

"If the underworld is really as good as you said? Then why do you yearn for the outside? Especially for the sunshine outside." Song Yuan's words brought A Cha into painful memories.

Originally, A-Cha wanted to brainwash Song Yuan.

As a result, he was brainwashed by the Song and Yuan dynasties.

"Light, sunshine!" Ah Cha's eyes were red. "I haven't seen sunshine in a long time. The sun created by the underworld is so low quality!"

At this point, Ah Cha stood up excitedly: "Did you see that sunlight on the Yellow Springs Road? How dare they do that? They just magnified the purple light and placed it in the sky. Do they think the red spider lily is a succulent?"

"I really, really love the sun. If one day I could disappear in the sun..."

When Ah Cha talked about the sun, he really loved it, and he seemed to be suddenly energized.

Song Yuan said calmly, "Did you see that? Even you long for sunshine and freedom, yet you drag me into jail with you. Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?"

"Big sister," Song Yuan's address nearly made Ah Cha lose her temper. Then, Song Yuan continued, "I've already discussed it thoroughly with those senior knife sellers above me. 100 billion merits is really the cheapest price. The Queen Mother of the West wants a full 1000 billion. Do you want to go to Kunlun and see what's happening over there?"

The enemy's pain is your own happiness.

Ah Cha's eyes lit up: "Does that mean Kunlun owes you something too?"

Realizing that this word might not be quite accurate, Ah Cha added, "Does Kunlun also owe something to your ancestors?"

Song Yuan nodded.

"Actually, if you want to see what Kunlun looks like, you don't even need to go out." Ah Cha said and waved his hand, and a TV appeared in the empty living room.

A Cha turned on the TV, and it was like a surveillance camera.

But when he saw the image on the TV, Ah Cha muttered, "It looks quite advanced, capable of real-time monitoring, but why is it in black and white? This thing doesn't involve any technology, is it that difficult to change it to color?"

Ah Cha was also shocked when she saw the picture on the TV. However, she looked at it carefully for a long time and said, "No, no, of course it's in color. It's just that Kunlun looks like a ruin now."

"I remember there was a tall Qiong tree here in the past. It was arguably the largest tree in all of Kunlun, and it must have lived for thousands of years. Now, all that's left is a rotten, black stump."

"This should be the Kunlun Divine Palace. Oh my god, why is it in such a mess?"

"Someone is rebuilding it... Their technique is quite impressive, using divine power to restore it. This divine power must belong to that unfortunate Queen Mother of the West."

"Hahahaha, why did it collapse again? It seems that even the Queen Mother of the West is useless."

……

That’s right, what A Cha is seeing now is the scene of Kunlun. In fact, when Song Yuan saw Kunlun become like this, he was also shocked.

"This shouldn't be the case. What did they do? They should have triggered that mechanism, but the speed of collapse cannot be so fast." Song Yuan couldn't help but say.