As soon as he arrived at the lobby, Dongfang Bai saw a corpse lying there.
The corpse was dressed in black, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his eyes were bulging.
The death was extremely tragic.
The moment he saw the corpse, Dongfang Bai's eyelids twitched.
This corpse was undoubtedly the Thief King, Shen Zhaixing.
"Where is the Wen Shuang Sword?"
Dongfang Bai coldly glanced at Shen Zhaixing's corpse and asked in a deep voice.
Shen Zhaixing's death was nothing to be regretted.
If he didn't die, based on his act of stealing the Wen Shuang Sword.
He also wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces.
What he cared about the most now was the Wen Shuang Sword.
Hearing Dongfang Bai's words, a middle-aged man shook his head.
At the same time, he waved his hand.
A disciple of the Ten-thousand Swords Tower carried a wooden tray in front of Dongfang Bai.
Buzz!
The moment the disciple came in front of him, Dongfang Bai's head buzzed.
He saw the broken Wen Shuang Sword lying on the wooden tray.
The broken part of the sword was a ghastly sight to behold.
It was broken!
The Ten-thousand Swords Tower had prepared for many years and carefully forged the Wen Shuang Sword.
It was broken just like that!
Not only that, but from Dongfang Bai's many years of experience in sword forging.
The cracks on the sword were broken by brute force!
For a moment, a strong sense of dizziness came over him.
Thump, thump, thump!
Dongfang Bai's body staggered as the dizziness came over him.
His body involuntarily took a few steps back before he was supported by his disciple.
Even so, his face still showed a look of despair.
Although a disciple had already told him that the Wen Shuang Sword was broken.
He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Now that he saw the Wen Shuang Sword broken, his heart was extremely uncomfortable.
"It's over …"
After a moment of silence, Dongfang Bai squeezed out a sentence from his throat. "One more day, it will be the day of the final battle of the Immortal Sword Conference …"
"Once the Wen Shuang Sword is broken, the Ten-thousand Swords Tower will be the biggest joke in the Jianghu!"
The Immortal Sword Conference had been held in full swing for many days, and it could be said that everyone knew about it.
At such a critical moment, the Wen Shuang Sword became a broken sword.
If this matter spread out, the Ten-thousand Swords Tower would no longer have a foothold in the Jianghu.
"Tower Master, don't worry …"
Looking at Dongfang Bai's appearance, the middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "I have an idea. Perhaps we can give it a try …"
"Speak!"
Dongfang Bai hurriedly said when he heard the middle-aged man's words.
His eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Actually, it's not that difficult …"
Seeing Dongfang Bai in such a state, the middle-aged man said, "Wasn't there an anomaly in the sky just now? Wasn't there blood and thunder?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took a step forward and whispered in Dongfang Bai's ear.
"This …"
Hearing these words, Dongfang Bai's expression became somewhat uncertain.
He turned his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man. He asked hesitantly, "Will it work?"
"Why does it sound so ridiculous?"
"Tower Master, you are wrong …"
At this moment, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "This kind of thing is simply too common in the underworld …"
"The details are too numerous to mention."
"Fine!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Bai slapped his thigh, "Now that things have come to this, for the sake of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower's reputation and the Jianghu's position, we can't care so much anymore!"
At this point, Dongfang Bai's eyes were filled with determination.
…
He returned to the Drunken Immortal Inn.
As soon as Wang Ye entered the door, he saw Agy and the others sitting at the table eating and drinking without restraint.
In front of them was a large plate of mutton with sauce.
On the side, there was also a jar of flower diao.
Everyone's face was flushed red and they looked extremely excited.
As for Li Qinglian, she stood at the counter and stared at the account book with a dazed expression.
"You three little bastards!"
Looking at Agy and the others, Wang Ye said, "Whenever I'm not here, you're eating and drinking!"
"Why don't you learn from Li Qinglian?"
"You're a scholar after all. Although you're a little dull, your calmness is still very good!"
"Old money grubber, you still have the nerve to say that?"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Agy said, "You let him keep the account book and see how he's been tortured?"
"He's been looking at the account book since this morning. He's been completely possessed!"
As he spoke, Agy couldn't help but burp.
"You little bastard, you're talking nonsense!"
Hearing Agy's words, Wang Ye said, "Don't you know how easy it is to keep the account book?"
"You little brat, you'll understand after a few glances …"
"He's a scholar after all. How can he not understand this?"
Wang Ye didn't believe Agy's words.
"I'm talking nonsense?"
Hearing this, Agy rolled his eyes, "Why don't you go up and take a look?"
Wang Ye snorted when he heard this.
At the same time, he stepped forward and walked toward Li Qinglian.
He wanted to see how Li Qinglian was bewitched.
"Enter, pay, deposit, should …"
As soon as he got close to Li Qinglian, Wang Ye heard a faint murmur.
The voice was intermittent, as if a monk was chanting scriptures.
Hearing this voice, Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't help but pricked up his ears to listen.
At the same time, another voice sounded, "What comes must go, and what comes must be equal …"
！！！
Hearing this, Wang Ye was completely shocked.
What Li Qinglian was chanting was not something else.
It was the 'Dragon Gate Tent' and 'Four-legged Tent' that were commonly used by large shops!
Understood!
Hearing this, Wang Ye completely understood.
No wonder Li Qinglian was bewitched.
His account book was very simple. It was just one entry and one exit.
As long as the matter was properly registered, there would generally not be any problems.
But this grandson Li Qinglian was good.
He used the 'Dragon Gate Tent' and 'Four-legged Tent' as soon as he came up!
This motherf * cker was pushing a millstone to grind dog sh * t, making this matter so smelly and big!
No wonder this grandson couldn't pass the imperial examination with a basket of bad words.
It would be strange if he could pass the imperial examination with such a method!
"Enough!"
Thinking of this, Wang Ye said to Li Qinglian, "Stop nagging!"
Hearing this, Li Qinglian's body froze and he came back to his senses.
He raised his head and couldn't help but be delighted when he saw Wang Ye.
At the same time, he said, "Shopkeeper, you're finally back!"
"Your account book is wrong!"
At this moment, Li Qinglian said, "I used the Dragon Gate Tent and Four-legged Tent method, but I couldn't get it in after an entire day …"
"Is there something wrong with your account?"
Li Qinglian's face was full of doubts.
"Damn you …"
Hearing Li Qinglian's words, Wang Ye cursed, "This is a simple account book …"
"You have to make the Dragon Gate Tent and Four-legged Tent complicated. It would be strange if you could get it right!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye was also speechless.
This Li Qinglian looked like a smart person, but why was he so stubborn?