Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 21 Fan's Desolate Determination
"So, this is the truth of it all."

After the words were spoken, the water mirror disappeared, and a gentle breeze blew. The ancient bronze bells hanging in various places in the pawnshop rang out crisp sounds in the wind, and the wisps of white smoke rising from the incense burner on the table made the person sitting behind the table even more blurred.

If he had not experienced it himself, Fan Qiliang would never have believed that there was such a mysterious existence as a pawnshop and such a mysterious person as Li Xuanxiao in the world.

Just now she was clearly still recuperating in Jufeng, but in the blink of an eye she was already in the scene before her eyes. The strange beasts embroidered with gold thread on the black robe of the person opposite her were moving and jumping like living things. She only took a glance at it, and a fear arose in her heart, as if those strange beasts would jump down from the black robe at the next moment.

"Yes, this is the whole story about the drummer and the murder of passion in the pawnshop."

Li Xuanxiao looked at Fan Qiliang, who appeared terrified and panicked, yet she didn't give up the opportunity to showcase her graceful figure and ample assets. However, to Li Xuanxiao, what she did was like flirting with a blind man. Ripe peaches were certainly tempting, but Li Xuanxiao was a bit of a germaphobe.

Fan Qiliang smiled with relief, looking at the pawnshop owner in front of him, "I never thought that Xiao Ling'er's love could be traded for a divine object as valuable as the Human Skin Stone Drum, while he gave up his love for Qin Juexian in exchange for the ability to kill me. Boss, do you think I, Fan Qiliang, have won this round?"

"People's hearts are determined. Whether you win or lose is decided only in your own heart." Li Xuanxiao replied in a deep voice.

"Ha." Fan Qiliang stroked his hair gently when he heard this. "First it was a murder of passion, then it was He Changling, and now it's me. Your business acumen is truly astonishing."

"The fact that you can enter a pawnshop means you must be seeking something," Li Xuanxiao said calmly. "The love killing is like this, the leather drum master is like this, and it's not surprising that your bone flute is here now. However, a pawnshop is not a place for forced transactions. If you still need time to consider, feel free to leave. What I'm best at is waiting."

"Ha." Fan smiled sadly and shook his head. His pale face was slightly rosy, which made him look even more charming at this moment.

"The shopkeeper is right. Fan Qiliang also wants something. No one who comes here is innocent. But I still want to ask, did the wet nurse who committed the murder of passion, that ignorant old woman, also make a deal with you here?"

"Yes." Li Xuanxiao nodded.

In the transactions of a pawnshop, there is never a rule of concealing the content of the transaction from the outside.

Fan Qiliang got the answer, and there was not much surprise on her face. After knowing that Qingsha and the drummer had come here to trade, she had already expected Feng Ma to come here to trade.

It's just ridiculous that the family affection that the old woman cherishes so much is just a bargaining chip for another man to win the heart of a beautiful woman and take revenge.

The old woman gave Qingshiji enough family love and care, but failed to teach him what true love is.

However, I don't seem to be qualified to judge others on such matters...

After a moment's silence, Fan Qiliang let out a long laugh: "With human desires as the guide and the beauty of the world as the goal, this place is the real purgatory."

"I don't care what you call me." Li Xuanxiao responded indifferently, "A pawnshop has always been a place for transactions. What you trade and what you keep are all your own choices."

"You're right. People tend to lean left, and are inherently biased. So who has the right to judge others?" Fan Qiliang smiled and shook his head, a hint of madness flickering in his eyes. He Changling, since you've chosen to pawn your love, Fan Qiliang will bear your eternal hatred and entangle with me endlessly!

"Boss, since you claim to be capable of anything, what is the price I need to pay if I want to stay with He Changling forever?"

Li Xuanxiao looked at the woman in front of him, whose face was calm but a flash of madness in her eyes, and listened to the words that came out of her mouth.

Then, a scene that only Li Xuanxiao could see appeared before his eyes. After a moment, he uttered four words: "Your soul."

Fan Qiliang was stunned when he heard this, then laughed out loud. The laughter echoed in the pawnshop and died down after a moment. "Soul? What an ethereal word! I can't believe the price is so small. But if I lose my soul, how can I stay with him?"

"It is because of the soul that you and he have the possibility of being together forever." Li Xuanxiao replied.

Fan Qiliang fell silent after hearing this, and then said, "Then what do I need to exchange for the soul of that poor old woman?"

"Hmm?" Li Xuanxiao looked at the bone flute in front of him, feeling a little surprised. "You actually have such an idea."

"Surprise?" Fan Qiliang smiled charmingly, "Then what did you expect me to do? Trade with you for power, and then go into a love-hate relationship with He Changling? Hahahaha, when I found out that he had pawned his love, I knew that I had won in the end. Hatred that would rather sacrifice love to achieve fulfillment will be more unforgettable than love. So all I want is to keep him by my side forever. Even if it means hatred, I want to accompany him forever. But I think, besides my soul, there is still some value in the rest of me that cannot be wasted. Fan Qiliang hates owing favors to others the most. If I don't make this deal, it will be that girl Xian sitting here in the future."

"Ha, the flower of kindness that accidentally bloomed under this mud has slightly increased your value." Li Xuanxiao raised his hand and waved it. An abacus made of dark green jade beads, black all over, with faint blood-colored patterns appeared out of thin air. The jade was moved, and the sound was heard all around.

"Feng Zhi's soul is considered to be of upper-middle quality. With your flute attainments, lifespan, and cultivation as bargaining chips, you can trade for half of her soul."

"Only half?" Fan Qiliang frowned.

"With Linghu Shenyi's care, half of that is enough for her to die peacefully. Even if she regains her full soul, she will lose the affection of her family and her son. What kind of painful drama will unfold then? You should be able to guess. Although your kindness and your love for the drum master can be used as bargaining chips, without love, what fun will it be for you and him to stay together forever."

"At this moment, you are really thinking about me. Should I thank you?" Fan Qiliang looked at Li Xuanxiao and smiled sarcastically.

Li Xuanxiao remained silent, saying, "Everything that happened in the pawnshop was just a transaction, and I'm just a businessman."

"Ha, that's all, but I have one small request..."

"You can speak frankly. If it's a small matter, I don't mind giving it as a gift for this transaction."

"what."

(End of this chapter)