Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

"Young master's taste is so unique, I'm afraid our small business in Rongchun Pavilion won't be able to satisfy him."

The old bustard looked tentatively at Xue Beng.

"How about... Young Master, please try your best to be a girl. I promise, the girls here will be better than the last..."

"stop!"

Xue Beng interrupted the old bustard's words. The stone stick bracelet on his wrist was faintly attracted by something. It was hidden in Xue Beng's sleeve and was emitting a faint light.

Sure enough, it's here.

Xue Beng's eyes flashed.

"I don't need you, I'll find it myself."

Saying that, Xue Beng was about to step onto the second floor.

"Oh, sir, don't believe it, we really don't have any old men here."

"If you are looking for a girl, I can find a lot of girls for you, but the old man really doesn't have any. Isn't it that you are delaying my business by just wandering in so casually?"

Xue Beng listened to the old bustard nagging in his ears, feeling helpless and irritable.

"I don't spend money, I look for people."

“Don’t spend!”

Upon hearing that Xue Beng did not want to spend money, the old madam became a little unhappy.

"Young master, I told you that we can't let you wander around here. You have ruined the enjoyment of other guests and made my business here worse. I can't open Rongchun Pavilion anymore. All the people here, old and young, add up to a

There are more than a hundred mouths to open, sir, please support us."

This old madam is really good at exaggerating.

Xue Beng randomly threw a card to the Madam.

"The losses will be deducted from the inside! Leave me alone!"

The old madam hurriedly took the card thrown by Xue Beng, and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that it was a card representing a very large amount.

I couldn't help but think about it, which young man stole the card of an elder in the family.

Looking at Xue Beng's back, his shrewd eyes flashed with speculation, but in the end he still couldn't figure it out.

Forget it, if you have this card, let him do whatever he wants. Anyway, even if the sky is hit by an avalanche, this card can fill it up.

Xue Beng didn't know that the card was so powerful. Following the guidance of the bracelet, he stopped at the door of a relatively remote room.

Just as he was about to push the door open and enter, Xue Beng seemed to have thought of something. He carefully listened to the movement in the room and made sure there was nothing he shouldn't hear before pushing the door open.

"Oh, you are here, my descendant!"

Looking at the old man who was holding a chicken leg in his hand and his mouth was full of oil, Xue Beng twitched the corner of his mouth.

This is different from the image of a worldly master he imagined.

In other words, it has nothing to do with it at all.

"Suck!"

"You came a little slower than I thought."

The old man took a sip of wine with satisfaction, and then looked at Xue Beng with a teasing look.

"Maybe you don't know the way here. It's no wonder. After all, you've never..."

"Okay, okay, why are you talking about these useless things?"

Xue Beng saw that the old man was about to start mocking him again, so he interrupted him impatiently, sat down in front of him, tore off a chicken leg, took off his mask and started chewing it without any image.

"Tell me, what is your intention in finding me?"

The old man also found the avalanche's attitude interesting.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid, what's the use?"

Xue Beng said.

"You can do something like this right under your nose in the Soul Fighting Arena. If you really wanted to tease me, you would have killed me long ago. Why bother doing something like this?"

"Really, old man, should I say you are open-minded or smart?"

The old man grinned.

"Okay, okay, if you have any purpose, just tell me."

Xue Beng urged while sweeping away the food on the table.

"Hey, you are in a hurry."

The old man took a leisurely sip of wine.

"Do you know the origin of this stone stick?"

"I don't know, but it's probably a good thing!"

"Yes, it is indeed a good thing."

The old man nodded.

"This stone stick is actually a key."

"key?"

Xue Beng looked at the old man in surprise.

"Nothing wrong."

The old man nodded.

"A key to a certain inheritance."

"Oh, what inheritance?"

Xue Beng asked casually, pretending not to know.

The old man squinted at Xue Beng.

"I won't tell you."

…

"Suck!"

Xue Beng took a sip of wine and said, "In that case, we both have the key, so wouldn't we be opponents?"

The old man did not answer Xue Beng's question. Instead, he said, "You didn't ask me to get to the bottom of it. It seems you still know something."

…

Xue Beng looked at the old man's gaping but toothless smile, and the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he became.

The old man who noticed Xue Beng's expression waved his hand casually.

"Okay, it doesn't actually matter whether you know this or not. As for the opponent you mentioned..."

"Not really."

The old man looked at Xue Beng.

"The stone sticks in your hands and mine are actually just part of the key. Only by assembling a complete key can the inheritance be unlocked."

Complete key.

Xue Beng was silently concerned, but still said calmly: "Then we are still in a competitive relationship."

"Hehe, I already said no."

After the old man finished speaking, he threw his own stone stick in front of the avalanche.

Xue Beng was stunned.

"What are you doing? Testing me?"

The old man smiled.

"Here you go."

Xue Beng doubtfully picked up the stone stick and found that the old man was still looking at him with a smile, and there seemed to be a touch of encouragement in his eyes.

Xue Beng put the stone stick on the table again and stared at the old man seriously.

"What exactly is your purpose?!"

"Ah, today's young people, none of them can understand the kindness of an old man."

The old man shook his head jokingly.

Then stood up slowly.

"Anyway, I've already put the things here today. You can take care of the rest by yourself. But old man, I'll just say one more thing. Don't miss this opportunity. You'll never miss it again."

After saying that, he disappeared in a swish.

Looking at the disappeared old man, Xue Beng still looked very heavy.

The purpose of this old man has never been clarified by Xuebeng, and there is no trace of this old man in the original work.

Could it be that this person is similar to a being who corrects the trajectory of the world?

Xue Beng thought subconsciously, then shook his head in denial.

If that were true, he would have finished playing it long ago, so why go through so much trouble with him now.

Glancing at the stone stick on the table out of the corner of his eye, Xue Beng thought for a moment and picked up the stone stick.

The next moment, there was another bracelet on his right wrist.

If things continue like this, I will almost become a wholesaler.

He smiled to himself, then raised his head and saw the old man looking at him and smiling playfully.

…

"What the hell are you doing with such an elusive appearance!"

Xue Beng let out a frightened and angry roar!

"Hey, don't be excited, don't be excited, the old man is old and forgot to remind you something."

Hearing what the old man said, Xue Beng was shocked and subconsciously touched his wrist.

"What happened?"

The old man grinned.

"Hey, young people, don't always think about complicated things at a young age. It's also important to have fun in time. Don't waste such a good time and beautiful scenery."

After saying that, he disappeared again.

"ill!"

Xue Beng cursed lowly, but at this time his mind started to move involuntarily.

You’ve already come to Rongchun Pavilion, why don’t you give it a try? Just give it a try.

Of course, Xue Beng finally controlled his curiosity.

I am indeed an excellent man.

Xue Beng proudly stood up and prepared to leave this gentle grave.

However, the next moment, the door to his room was pushed violently, and a terrifying momentum rushed straight to lock the avalanche.

Xue Beng was startled when he saw who was coming.

"Why are you here!"