To be born human, the hardest thing to control is one's own emotions.
As long as you have basic empathy and desires, you will fall into the trap of evil people.
The old dog, however, scoffed at this, "Anyway, it's hard to trick me, and setting up a scheme is so troublesome. It's better to just find a luxurious carriage and then get bumped by it. Lie on the ground, and you'll get ten thousand taels of gold."
"That's called 'Pèngcí' (faking an accident for compensation). The Hua Xia Dynasty cracked down hard on that a few years ago. Don't you know?"
Ou Ye looked at the old dog with disdain, "Those commoners even dared to extort the royal family, and as a result, there was a major purge. It didn't matter if you extorted ten thousand taels or one tael; if you were caught, you were dismembered by five horses. Within three months, tell me, who still dared to 'Pèngcí' after that?"
Zhou You was silent for a while, then kept a certain distance from Ou Ye.
There was no way he could compare minds with a guy who could make even swindlers run in circles.
The old dog greatly admired him, "You know so much."
"Nonsense."
Ou Ye said proudly, "Ever since they tricked me once, I learned my lesson and painstakingly studied their tricks."
After speaking, he looked at Zhou You again, "I have a way to make your sword shiny and new. Since this is our first meeting, consider it a favor for a friend, it's free."
Zhou You smiled, "No need."
Ou Ye took out a half-foot-tall porcelain bottle, "This contains special sword oil. This whole bottle costs one High-Grade Spirit Stone. Generally speaking, spirit artifacts above high-grade must use this kind of sword oil, otherwise, they are prone to rust and lose their luster."
Sword oil, one High-Grade Spirit Stone per bottle?
The old dog instantly became excited, "Good stuff, this is definitely good stuff."
Ou Ye smiled, "It's very hard to buy. Meeting each other is fate. Shall I help you two apply some oil?"
Zhou You just smiled, and his smile made Ou Ye shift her gaze to the old dog.
The old dog took out his small knife, "It's just a high-grade treasure, it seems a bit unworthy."
"No matter, no matter."
Ou Ye had a very good temper and a lot of patience; otherwise, she wouldn't have chattered on for so long.
As a drop of sword oil fell onto the small knife, it was absorbed by the knife, and its luster became transparent, as if it had completely changed its appearance.
The old dog's breathing quickened, "Incredible, this is really good stuff. Young Master, you should try it on your sword too."
"I won't try."
Zhou You smiled.
Ou Ye smiled, "I'm not charging."
Zhou You shook his head, "I still won't try."
Ou Ye smiled, "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After walking a few steps, she turned back, "Oh, I forgot to mention, it is said that the important figure from the Evil Forces might be here because of a powerful expert's relic. This relic is located eighty li north of Xiliang City, at the foot of Mount Mang Niu."
After saying that, she left directly and disappeared.
The old dog praised, "What a generous fellow. I suddenly feel like my high-grade small knife has become a spirit artifact. Young Master might not know, but the better the sword oil, the better the effect."
Zhou You glanced at the small knife, then frowned slightly.
The old dog was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Zhou You pursed his lips, "Try bending it."
The old dog was suspicious, placed her finger on the blade, and then...
The knife bent.
The old dog's face instantly collapsed, "This, this, this..."
With more force, the knife broke.
"That's not right, this isn't my knife."
The old dog looked at the hilt and exclaimed, "Where's my knife?"
Zhou You said, "Evidently, he swapped it."
"Damn it, that dead swindler!"
The old dog stomped her foot in anger.
Zhou You didn't speak. The other party's technique was very fast, and his utilization of the storage ring was extremely skilled, so even Zhou You didn't see clearly.
Anyway, he just didn't trust the other party and had been on guard.
In other words, if he had been greedy, the Zhu Xie Sword might have been swapped in an instant.
Under normal circumstances, people don't usually pay much attention to things happening right under their noses. Unless the difference between the two weapons is too great.
The old dog's face was ashen, and her Netherworld Dog Blood Spirit appeared, its nose twitching. "I've been a thief my whole life, and I actually got tricked by a swindler?"
"Hey..."
Zhou You was about to stop her, but the old dog had already disappeared like lightning.
As the old dog left, Xiao Jing and Zhou Chen slowly woke up. The Thirteen Soft Fragrance Powder was extremely powerful, and even with the antidote, it made them sleep for an extra quarter of an hour.
Xiao Jing woke up with a start, looking at Zhou You standing on the threshold, feeling even more ashamed in her heart.
She really couldn't help at all, but instead caused trouble for others.
"Second Master?"
Zhou Chen swayed as she stood up, rubbing her temples with her Right Hand.
"Don't rush to walk."
Zhou You calmly instructed, "Sit down and rest for a while longer."
Xiao Jing hesitated, "Young Master, where's the old dog?"
"She went to chase the swindler, the one who captured you."
Zhou You replied without looking back.
Xiao Jing hummed in acknowledgment.
When Zhou Chen's condition recovered a bit, she asked, "Where's Zhao Qian?"
Zhou You shrugged, "She's not here, she's just gone."
Ji Hao, the Sun family, the relic.
Zhou You secretly pondered these matters, carefully calculating in his heart.
"Forget it, no more beating around the bush. I'll just go directly to Sun Ling."
Zhou You made up his mind. Such dirty business was never brought out into the open, and all the back and forth was purely a waste of time.
After waiting for a while and not seeing the old dog appear, the three of them went straight out.
As they passed an alley, a voice came from the darkness, "Young Master, please come in by yourself."
The voice was very familiar; it was the old dog.
As the three retreated, the old dog's voice sounded again, "Besides Young Master, you two don't come over!"
Xiao Jing and Zhou Chen had no choice but to stop.
Zhou You slowly walked into the dim alley. Beside a pile of garbage, the naked old dog was curled up in a ball, her old face flushed red.
Zhou You frowned slightly, "Were you raped?"
The old dog's smile was uglier than a cry, "She said she wanted to compete with me to see who could take off their clothes faster. If I won, she would give me a High-Grade Spirit Stone and return my weapon. You tell me, when it comes to hand speed, how could an old thief like me be convinced by her? As men, we must have confidence. Even if we die, we will never back down."
Zhou You hummed in acknowledgment, "And then?"
The old dog lowered her head, "Then I won, but she took my clothes and money and ran away. In broad daylight, I... I had no face to chase her."
Zhou You waved his hand, and a set of clothes fell in front of the old dog.
The old dog's face was flushed red as she quickly dressed with her head down. "Next time I see her, I'll definitely make her pay."
Zhou You still just hummed faintly.
The old dog suddenly felt a surge of sadness, squatted down, and wailed, "My lifelong savings, all of it, were tricked away by her. I couldn't even bear to add an egg to my bowl of noodles, and this bastard dog has truly ruined me. Young Master, don't try to persuade me, I really don't want to live anymore."
Zhou You hummed, "Then go ahead and die, no one's stopping you anyway."