Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

"You're annoying," he said. "I hate the tone of your voice."

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

It was Mr. Zhong Li's voice that broke the deadlock.

"You two." Zhong Li's tone was not high, he said seriously:

"Please don't quarrel. As Miss Wanyan said, a contract is a contract, and it is fair to everyone. Those who violate the contract will be punished by eating rocks."

"It's just that this is just my personal suggestion—a suggestion for the two of you."

"Sometimes, if you give up properly, you will get what you want more. Similarly, if you give up properly, what belongs to you will eventually return."

"Once you make a choice, you can't regret it, and you can't change it."

All the gifts of fate have already secretly marked the price.

Miss Wanyan didn't intend to refer to Mr. Zhongli's suggestion, she needed this salt ruler, she needed this evidence, she needed to prove to the survivors of the salt in the ground that the God of Salt is a powerful god.

Qing Nuoyan looked at Zhongli, and found that the latter was also watching him.

Those golden eyes stared at him calmly, Qing Nuoyan was thinking about Mr. Zhongli's words, seemed to have thought of something, and was also trying to figure out the rules of this contract.

He paused and understood something.

This contract is indeed fair, and even this suggestion is fair. Mr. Zhongli's sentence can actually be split into two paragraphs—suggestions were made to him and Wan Yan respectively.

In the first half of the sentence, there are things that Wanyan needs more, and in the second half of the sentence, what belongs to Qing Nuoyan is ultimately Qing Nuoyan's.

This suggestion is indeed fair.

——Of course, this is just Qing Nuoyan's guess about the passage.

Could refer to the exact opposite.

But in any case, there is only one superficial meaning, to persuade them to give up the salt ruler.

Accept or not...

It's also up to them.

For some reason, Qing Nuoyan chose to believe because of Xu's inexplicable sixth sense.

It's strange to think about it, he has only met Mr. Zhongli once, but he trusts him inexplicably.

Where does this sense of trust come from?

"This salt ruler." Qing Nuoyan looked at Wan Yan and said, "I'll give it to you for the time being. According to the order of rules, it's my turn to pick it up next time."

"Wan Yan." He said calmly, "I hope you won't regret it."

Qingnuoyan had a hunch that there might be more important secrets ahead of the ruins.

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ps: Wow, the underworld update is so uncomfortable, I have to find a way to adjust my biological clock.

Volume 86: Chapter 2.5 "Floating She, Never Betrayed!" (Chapter [-])

Sometimes, giving up properly will get you what you need more

Only now did Wan Yan understand the meaning of Mr. Zhongli's words.

Mr. Zhongli's suggestion should be heeded - give up the salt ruler.

As Qing Nuoyan said, she seems to have really regretted it.

What appeared in front of Wan Yan was a broken sword broken in two.

Continue to walk along the ruins, through the deserted corridors and paths, stepping on the dead moss corpses, until you reach the end, push open the last huge bronze gate, and the two broken swords will be enshrined in the shrine.

The broken sword was covered with dust, and the blade was covered with thin cracks like spider silk. The original color of the sword body could no longer be seen, and it was covered with rust. Time had carved mottled marks on the sword.

The broken cut is neat and smooth, which seems to tell what the sword has experienced.

"Yes... ah, it's a sword. It's the sword of the God of Salt."

Ripples appeared in Wan Yan's eyes, she stared straight at the broken sword, and almost murmured: "It's a broken sword, this is evidence, proving that the Demon God of Salt once resisted."

Compared with the salt ruler and the salt jar, this broken sword broken by the battle can become more evidence to reveal the truth of history.

What Yinyuan Hall needs more is these two broken swords. The research value of broken swords is the most precious!

The salt ruler should be abandoned and the broken sword should be taken away.

Wan Yan looked at Mr. Zhongli with a slightly complicated expression, and couldn't help recalling the suggestion of this gentleman in her mind. Could it be that all of this was in Zhongli's expectation?

——Does he know what the next relic is?

Was tricked by Mr. Zhongli?

But in fact there is no, on the contrary, Mr. Zhongli even gave the correct advice.

Unfortunately, I did not follow this gentleman's advice.

She had always known that Mr. Zhongli was knowledgeable and mysterious, but it turned out to be so weird.Sweat was secreting from Wan Yan's forehead, and she really began to regret her previous choice.

Or rather, deeply regretful.

According to the rules of sequential fetching, it was Qing Nuoyan's turn to take the broken sword this time.

"Wait a minute..." she said involuntarily.

Qing Nuoyan stopped, looked at her calmly, and did not speak.

On the other hand, Ying, who was on the side, became indignant, her golden eyes revealed a strong sense of disgust, she stared at Wan Yan, and said in a bad tone:

"What are you going to do?"

Ying didn't like this female bachelor wearing glasses, she cursed Qing Nuoyan's past life with a mouthful of sins - could this big idiot be a villain?

What a joke, bad guys need a very smart IQ, this guy is stupid and stubborn, he does everything like this, how could he be a bad guy?

And this guy even took Qing Nuoyan's salt ruler away.

"I..." Wan Yan paused, she moved her lips, and did not speak for a while—it seemed that her self-esteem did not allow her to continue.

But finally, for the so-called 'rightness' in her heart, she finally lowered her head, "Don't you want the salt ruler... I will give you the salt ruler, and I will give this broken sword to me..."

Obviously, she knew what a rude request she was making.

She lowered her eyes, clenched her teeth, and her nails sank into her palms. After she made this impolite request, she remembered Mr. Zhongli's last words, her pupils dilated slightly, "Similarly, an appropriate concession belongs to you." , will eventually return '.

Was the second half of the suggestion originally addressed to Nuo Yan?

Didn't I just decide to return the salt ruler to Qing Nuoyan now...

Wan Yan looked at Mr. Zhongli with a gaze of staring at a monster. Could it be that his own psychological thoughts have been figured out by this gentleman...?

Mr. Zhongli's expression was still calm, and his dark golden eyes were as calm as golden lakes, with no ripples visible.

After noticing Wan Yan's gaze, he coughed lightly, and turned the pair of golden lakes to Wan Yan. The two looked at each other, and Wan Yan's slightly flustered expression was reflected in the golden lake.

"Ms. Wanyan, according to the contract, you have taken the salt ruler, and the Broken Sword should be owned by Qing Nuoyan."

"But...but." She licked her lips that were slightly cracked due to dryness, "Can they be exchanged? As long as he agrees, can they be exchanged? We can actually win-win...win-win!"

It's kind of funny, Wan Yan fought for the salt ruler for half an hour, but after half an hour, she wanted to return the salt ruler to Qing Nuoyan, which is called a 'win-win'.

Win-win, in a way, it is indeed a win-win.

Qing Nuoyan stared at the broken sword, just glanced at it, then looked away without interest.

This broken sword is indeed useless to Qing Nuoyan.

The broken sword was mentioned in the agreement at all, what he needed was a salt ruler and a salt jar, and it was indeed a win-win choice to agree to Wan Yan's request and exchange.

but.

The thoughts in Qing Nuoyan's mind are opaque, because he was kidnapped again—by ​​Wan Yan, kidnapped again and again in the name of righteousness.

Since you have chosen, you cannot regret it, and since you have signed a contract, you should abide by it.

He looked at Wan Yan calmly,

"You have a good idea, but I refuse."

He has a good temper, he's made of stone, but that doesn't mean he won't be angry, and stones can sometimes be shocking.

On the contrary, Qing Nuoyan has chosen to live heartlessly, happily and selfishly in this life, so everything he does is actually 'selfish', because fulfilling the agreement can satisfy him and make him more sensible. That's why Qing Nuoyan completed one agreement after another.

"you...."

Wan Yan was stunned, she frowned tightly, trying to convince the young man in front of her from the perspective of interests, cultural people have always been good at doing these things, her voice softened:

"Nuo Yan."

"This sword has been broken, and most of the authority on it has been damaged. It's just an ordinary cultural relic. Even if you take it from a young man, it's worthless. It's far inferior to the salt jar... It's better to leave it to Yinyuan Hall for archaeology. If you can borrow This fixes the error history,"

The more she talked, the more excited she was,

Eyes seem to be shining,

"What a glorious career that is, and you will also be responsible for this great cause... You want money, right? Yinyuan Hall can pay you... a lot of money."

"Miss Wanyan."

Qingnuoyan said calmly,

"You made a mistake. I don't need a lot of money, and I have no interest in your so-called honor—but you have always defined us so arrogantly."

"I came to the Salt of the Earth with only one purpose, to complete the agreement with my friends... well, and to travel with a certain blonde sister."

what...?

Not for money and fame?

impossible.

travel...?

Traveling to Salt of the Earth?

Wan Yan was stunned, her first reaction was doubt.

"We have made a contract, and you want to break the contract. You have said that before, the contract is sacred and fair."

Qing Nuoyan's pale blue eyes reflected Wan Yan's face, he picked up the two cut-off swords, and handed them to Wan Yan, "Of course I can exchange with you—"

can be exchanged with you.

He said so.

Wan Yan's eyes lit up again.

"However." Qing Nuoyan watched her calmly, "According to the contract, you need to accept the punishment for breaking the contract."

need to be punished...

Those who violate the contract shall be punished by eating rocks.

In fact, Qing Nuoyan doesn't know what the so-called punishment of eating rocks is. Mr. Zhongli always likes to say some strange words. Not so bad taste to the point.

Qing Nuoyan's thoughts are actually very simple, she can make her go back on her word, and she can get things back for her, but she has to bear some price, otherwise she will be kidnapped by morality... Her own thoughts are not very clear.

punishment.

Wan Yan subconsciously looked at Zhong Li, who was also watching him.

"Miss Wanyan, the [contract] cannot be accommodated or violated. The most important test of a contract is people's hearts."

Mr. Zhongli said calmly: "Miss Wanyan, if you want to exchange the relics, then you need to accept the 'salt punishment', have you made it up?"

The punishment of eating rocks.

Miss Wanyan was stunned, she pursed her lips, her eyes trembled, after a long while, she finally raised her head, her eyes flashed with what could be called fanatical emotion:

"For my faith, for the Demon God of Salt in my heart, even if it breaks the contract... I will not hesitate!"

"Morax, you must have tampered with history!"

She said that this appearance seemed great and just, and she wanted to accept punishment for her faith and for the demon god of salt in her mind