Pawnshop No. 8: Lord of Darkness

Pawnshop No. 8, in front of the trading desk.

Lin Yan smelled the fragrance of tea in his hand, with a hint of intoxication in his expression.

He doesn't like drinking, but likes drinking tea.

I have imagined more than once that when I succeed, I will be alone, with a pot, a cup, a bamboo house, and a valley, and let the prosperity of the world not be contaminated.

Tea tastes life, where bitterness and sweetness coexist.

This is the feeling Lin Yan likes.

Looking at the door from time to time, Lin Yan waited quietly.

The names displayed on the wall are only transaction intentions. It is not certain when the customers will come to the door.

In short, what is supposed to come will definitely come.

Time passed little by little.

Half an hour later.

A light lit up at the door, and then slowly opened.

Pawnshop No. 8 welcomes its customers in its own way.

A man walked in, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Lin Yan.

He hesitated slightly and came slowly.

When the man looked at Lin Yan, Lin Yan was also looking at him.

Yang Guo has reached middle age, but he still has a handsome and elegant face, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples and phoenix eyes that are powerful.

But his face was a little pale and haggard.

Wearing coarse cloth clothes that are not expensive, her hair is stained with silver that should not be present at this age.

Lin Yan's eyes moved and looked at Yang Guo's right arm.

There was nothing there, the sleeves were swaying slightly

"Mr. Yang, please sit down."

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and said politely with a smile on his face.

As for the title"Mr.", Yang Guo just moved his eyebrows and accepted it calmly.

This strange and weird place had too many things that surprised him. This title has already It wasn't enough for him to care anymore.

Pushing the hot tea that had been prepared to Yang Guo, Lin Yan smiled and said,"Please use"

"Thank you."Yang Guo nodded, his face expressionless.

This is a man who has seen through the world.

It seems that nothing can make any waves in his heart.

When Yang Guo was tasting tea, Lin Yan said:"The world is like brewed tea. , ups and downs, after tempering, after bitterness, there is fragrance and sweetness."

These words have a certain meaning.

Yang Guo is not the kind of person who is new to the world. Hearing this, he said:"Is it sweet...I haven't tasted it. Lin

Yan took a sip of tea and said,"People must be patient. No matter how vague the wait is or how hot the water is, as long as there is expectation in your heart, you can always taste the pure fragrance of tea.""

Hearing Lin Yan's words, Yang Guo put down his tea cup and glanced at the former:"It seems that your Excellency is quite knowledgeable about tea. Lin

Yan coughed lightly and then said,"Welcome to Pawn Shop No. 8. I am the boss here, Lin Yan.""

"Here, any wish you have can come true, as long as you pay enough."

Yang Guo nodded slightly and remained silent.

After a while, Yang Guo looked at the tea cup in front of him. The tea leaves were rolling gently in the cup, like a graceful dance.

"Tea's longing for water is bitter and long. In unpredictable days, one sticks to one's faith.

Yang Guo's words made Lin Yan a little surprised and asked,"What now?""

"Now? Yang Guo smiled bitterly and said:"The tea has sunk to the bottom, and time has become ordinary. In our daily life, we can only deliberately enjoy the tranquility of life.""

"Deliberately enjoy? Lin

Yan raised his eyebrows, nodded and smiled:"I understand. It seems that Mr. Yang wants to break this tranquility.""

"Tell me, what do you want? This time Yang Guo did not hesitate and said directly:"Tell me all the news about her, whether she is dead or alive!""

When he mentioned the person in his mouth, Yang Guo's eyes flashed with light. His originally lifeless face seemed to have a hint of life at this moment.

Lin Yan knew that Yang Guo was referring to Xiao Longnu.

After looking at Yang Guo again, Lin Yan said :"You seem to have the answer to this question yourself?

Yang Guo was silent for a while, and suddenly said excitedly:"I don't believe it!" Lin

Yan smiled, leaned forward, and said slowly:"Huang Rong's so-called Nanhai Divine Nun is actually a scam.""

Hearing this, Yang Guo's eyes narrowed, and then his brows furrowed tightly.

His left fist, which was originally relaxed, was also clenched tightly.

Lin Yan continued:"Sixteen years ago, Xiao Longnu committed suicide.……"

Yang Guo clenched his teeth, and his originally pale face became paler.

He came here just to hear something certain.

Now, it seems we have the answer.

Yang Guo picked up the tea cup with a trembling left hand and brought it to his mouth, but did not drink.

He exerted force with his palm, and with a crunching sound, the teacup in his palm shattered, and the tea spilled out, staining his clothes.

"excuse me. Yang Guo stood up, his face was ashen, and he wanted to leave.

At this time, Lin Yan waved his hand and signaled Yiyi to change the tea for Yang Guo again.

Passing a new cup of tea to Yang Guo, Lin Yan smiled and said,"Come and have a taste." New hot tea, new life, new hope"

"Xiao Longnu is not dead"

"What did you say?!"

Hearing the last sentence, Yang Guo trembled and stared at Lin Yan with a smile on his face.