Zhao Ge: 165. Unpredictable

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Kyushu Bank, Kyushu Bank.

The character of "money" is written into the name of the sect in an upright manner, and the character of this sect is also very clear. The so-called money can make ghosts punish, Kyushu Qianzhuang can be regarded as a unique sect of the Eight Immortals. The other disciples of the Kyushu Bank are not very good, and they are very talented in business.

Compared with other sects, Kyushu Qianzhuang is not so much a sect, it is a business guild that runs through immortals and ordinary people. The head office is located in a large commercial hub near the Qiqin sea. In the form of branch villages, it is spread all over the country. Compared with other sects, the value of cultivation base in the sect is lighter, and the development of branch villages is more important.

This is a fairy gate half a guild and half a sect.

Based on the unique operating method of Kyushu Bank, merchants all over the world are in abundance, and the business of Qiqin is especially prosperous.

There is a saying called "The world's money is three-thirds in Kyushu."

Not exaggerating at all.

When other sect disciples came to Kyushu money house to buy spiritual tools, they would always grit their teeth bitterly when they went out: Bah, all of them fell into the eyes of the money.

The disciples of the Kyushu Bank are not ashamed. On the contrary, they think this statement cannot be more correct. No matter how ruthless you are, a talented sword repairer, can you afford a spiritual weapon without money? Can you afford medicinal pills? If you can't afford it, you're a fart.

As a disciple of a Kyushu bank, Liao Gan is no exception. His name "Liao Qian" is a homonym of "Liao Qian", which directly reveals his original intention-to make money.

The incident at the Jiuxuanmen was not his own style at all. Every time Liao Qian thought about it, he felt that he had lost his mind at the time. But even if it’s really lost and mad, it won’t help. The money is spent and the debt is borrowed. What else? Work honestly and regain your worth.

While calculating how long it would take to pay off the money he borrowed from his brother plus interest, Liao Qian greeted the horse team that came to the bank.

The sound of a wagon wheel rolling over the ground is low, and it seems to carry a lot of things.

This is the Qiqin caravan from Jintang, Liao Gan glanced at it and judged it simply. As a sect named after "money", Kyushu Bank is more down-to-earth than other sects, not only receiving immortals who want to buy or sell spiritual artifacts, but also ordinary people who sell goods.

Clothing, cost, wound medicine...

Even a cultivator can't live naked, right?

The goods on the carriage were unloaded and transported into the bank. Just when Liao Gan was about to check it according to the rules, Senior Brother Wang walked out of the back hall to stop him.

"This is the goods ordered by Elder Lin himself. Junior Brother Liao had been in Bingzhou before and didn't know it. Just send it to the storehouse."

Brother Wang's full name is Wang Jingzhi, and Liao Qian is the money borrowed from him. Wang Jingzhi is tall and thin, wearing a brocade robe, adhering to the Kyushu bank's philosophy of "generating wealth". He is gentle and polite when dealing with people and has a reputation as a good person in the bank.

While speaking, the leader of the caravan, the businessman named Qian Qi Qin came in with a smile on his face.

The money merchant is skinny and crouched. Liao Qian has had a lot of dealings with merchants like him. At first glance, he knows that this is the most troublesome type—too shrewd and to die for, a little bit You have to worry about the first half of the day.

Wang Jingzhi nodded towards Liao Gan, and asked him to move these things that the money merchant had brought to the treasury, and he brought the money merchant to the tea room on the second floor to discuss.

Liao Ganba had to deal with guys like Money Merchant, and now he did what Wang Jingzhi said.

The goods that the Money Merchant had transported over thousands of miles were packed in a huge heavy iron box with twelve mouths. Each mouth was as wide as an adult man’s arms spread out, and as long as two people. The iron used is not ordinary iron, but Xuanxing iron that contains spiritual energy-as long as goods contain spiritual energy such as elixir, they must be loaded with containers made of this iron.

There are some decorative patterns on the iron box, which should be made by the craftsmen from Cangpu in terms of style.

It may be the elixir ordered by Elder Lin himself.

Liao Gan guessed so.

Elder Lin is the highest-ranking elder in charge of their branch, who is good at alchemy. The elixir in the Cangpu dynasty is the richest and the most powerful, and it is not surprising that Elder Lin hired someone to travel to and from Cangpu for him.

Thinking about this, Liao Gan led the people to move the eleven heavy iron boxes to the entrance of the storehouse.

The warehouses for storing treasures in the bank are divided into three types: "storage, storage, and storage". The warehouse is considered to be the highest level. It is only used to store high-quality important spiritual objects. It is generally built underground in the branch. Heavy array protection, entering the treasury requires a specific secret token and array opening method.

Therefore, the other Jiuzhou Qianzhuang disciples moved their things to the entrance and exited, so Liao Gan could do the rest alone.

Take out the secret token and insert it into the groove on the side of the treasury gate. Liao Qian presses his hand on the door, injects his true energy, and activates the formation on the treasury gate according to a specific method.

The heavy storage door slowly slid open silently to both sides. Liao Gan retracted his hand and began to push the box inside.

As soon as he started pushing, Liao Gan couldn't help but whispered to his mother.

He didn't have any talent for cultivation, and he had never trained his body well. He usually relied on a variety of magical artifacts to bless him, and he didn't have any magical artifacts left. At this time, letting him carry these deadly heavy boxes alone would be exhausting him.

With all the strength to eat milk, Liao Gancai was able to push all the eleven iron boxes into the treasury. When he pushed in the last bite, he overpowered his head and slammed into another bite of iron. There was a loud noise on the box.

Liao Gan cursed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

A space array is deployed in the treasury, and its actual size far exceeds the area occupied by the village on the ground. Groups of lights of various colors were shining in the library-those were all spirit creatures protected by formations.

Liao Qiangang was about to push the box to the area where Elder Lin belonged. When he put his hand on the iron box that was pushed the most, he suddenly noticed something strange.

There was no one else in the treasury except him, but at this moment he heard a heavy, slight gasp.

Liao Qian frowned, thinking it was his own illusion.

However, when he retracted his hand and listened carefully, he found that there was indeed a faint gasp near him.

It came from the iron box where the last two collided.

Liao Qian's face changed slightly. He pulled out a flat-looking short knife from his waist with his backhand, held it diagonally in his hand, half-bended, and slowly brought his ears to the two heavy iron boxes— -At this time, he had to hate his own cultivation base for being too bad. If there were cultivation bases like Baili Shujun Wanbai and the others, he could directly use his spiritual consciousness to break through the obstacles of the Xuanxing Iron and explore the things in the iron box.

Liao Qian's face became more ugly when his ears were attached to the iron box.

There is indeed a low, faint gasp in the iron box.

And the gasping sound is not like what a person should have.

More like...like some terrifying monsters.

Damn it, how could Elder Lin order this kind of goods?

Liao Qian's expression changed, and he became suspicious for a moment.

Or rather... Suspicion has arisen from the time when the tower was in prison.

Liao Qian is a bad cultivation and has no talent, but it does not mean that he is a fool. As early as when there was an accident at the Qingming Tower in Bingzhou, Liao Gan felt the depressive atmosphere of the mountains and rain coming to the building. There was an accident in the Qingming Pagoda of Binzhou, which connected the distant Difen War space. The disciples of the Jiuxuanmen in the ancient prison tower were assassinated and died-because of a betrayal in the Jiuxuanmen.

Even the Nine Profound Sect of the world's first sect has traitors, and there are nails. Then, as a semi-guild, the organization is less conducive to investigation than other sects and is more convenient for infiltration?

Liao Gan didn't dare to think about it. When I think about it, I feel that all familiar people wear a mask, which is scary.

All of these things show that there is a huge conspiracy slowly unfolding in the dark and devouring everything.

But Liao didn't think about it.

He is just a disciple of the Kyushu bank with no cultivation level, just a cultivator with poor talent, just an ant in front of the messy secrets of the era, even if he feels something wrong, what is the use?

What can he change alone?

Nothing can be done.

So after returning to the Kyushu Bank, Liao Gan continued to count the money happily, figuring out when he would be able to pay off his debts. Pretending to be deaf and dumb, don't listen or ask-anyway, how the world is surging, how many people are calculating, it has nothing to do with his small role.

But Liao Gan didn't expect that he was standing on the edge of this secret frenzy now.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly, Liao Gan stared at the heavy iron box in front of him, his mind was a mess.

Do you want to check?

If there is nothing unusual in the contents, it does not matter if he is punished once, but if it is...

The short knife was trembling slightly, Liao Gan thought of the bottom of the prison tower in the dim, pale Zhou Wenan turned the knife up, laughed loudly and shouted that Jiu Xuan Wu Shuang.

"Fuck."

He cursed, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and inserted the short knife into the tight seam of the iron box.

The indifferent short knife is like cutting tofu, and it goes directly into the iron box.

Liao Qian took a deep breath slowly and needed to force.

However, at this moment, his movements suddenly stopped.

Liao Gan slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief—a dazzling sword tip revealed a little scarlet blood.

"The things of the elders shouldn't be disturbed, brother."

The voice of good old admonition sounded, very familiar.

Liao Gan turned his head stiffly.