Killing God

The stall owner, Lao Hou, who was full of flesh and blood, looked at the tall and thin man who had returned to his stall, sighed, and said with regret: "There are no more, if there are any, I will definitely sell you."

The weird man who looked like a skeleton frowned, with a somewhat depressed look on his weird face, and said to himself: "That's it, and if I go to those shops to buy, they are all big pieces and refuse to sell. How is this good?"

Seeing the strange man's expression, Laohou's heart was moved. He has been setting up a stall at the Nantianmen in Liuyun City for several years. He is familiar with the place, and he knows in his heart that of course there are several stalls for this citrine. is for sale.But these days, who would be so kind and tell you these news for no reason, but if you go and get a topaz at a low price and sell it to this person, maybe you can earn one or two spiritual crystals.

He was hesitating here whether to call the weirdo, etc., when he went out to help him find it, he suddenly heard a voice from the side, saying: "Boss, I want to buy this small pot."

Lao Hou looked at it in the blink of an eye, and immediately his face darkened. It was the young man who had been entangled with him for a long time just now, who went back and forth. He snorted coldly and said, "I told you, I won't sell it. Go away, kid." , don’t stop me from doing business.”

Shen Shi smiled and didn't say much, just glanced at the strange man who looked like a skeleton beside him, then suddenly turned his head and said to Lao Hou: "Boss, I remember you had a topaz here, is it still there? "

Lao Hou's face darkened in an instant, and at the same time, the strange man turned his head to look at Shen Shi in surprise, but he didn't say much.As for Shen Shi, he looked at the stall owner calmly.

The expression on Laohou's face changed, he squinted his eyes, staring at Shen Shi, there was already a murderous intent in his eyes, but Shen Shi didn't seem to notice it, just looked at him calmly.After a while, Lao Hou said in a deep voice: "The topaz has been sold."

Shen Shi said "oh", looked at Lao Hou, although he didn't say anything, he didn't look at the strange man next to him, his eyes just moved to the small pot lightly.

Then, he took out a spirit crystal from his bosom, smiled, and said, "Boss, if you do something good, just sell it to me."

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The Nantian Gate was crowded with people, looking around, there must be at least two or three thousand monks gathered here at the moment, it was very lively.Everyone is immersed in this hustle and bustle atmosphere, hoping that they can have a pair of unique eyes, and can find one or two dusty treasures from the countless cheap and ordinary things here.

In the past, there would be similar legends in Nantianmen from time to time. They bought priceless treasures of heaven and earth at a very small price. It is one of the dreams of a large number of casual cultivators.

Therefore, when Shen Shi was casually holding a small rough pot in his hand and briskly merging into the crowd, this "river" full of impetuous atmosphere did not stir up any ripples. He was no longer to be seen.

At the original booth, Lao Hou looked back bitterly, and after he collected himself, he gave a dry laugh, raised his head and smiled forcefully at the weird man standing in front of him with a somewhat inexplicable expression: "This guest officer, how about You wait a moment, I will go out and ask for you, maybe some of my friends have smaller topaz?"

The weirdo hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Shen Shi didn't continue to hang around in the Nantian Gate, he still had some sense of propriety, after leaving there quickly, he walked all the way to the branch of the Immortal Society in Nanbaofang, looking back from time to time to confirm The stall owner did not follow him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of the branch of the Immortal Club in Floating Cloud City, the flow of people is as large as ever. It seems that it is more lively than Nantianmen. Naturally, the first choice is that the business is booming.

Shen Shi waited outside the shop for a while, and soon saw the butcher coming out of the shop, looking left and right to find someone, Shen Shi quickly went up to him, shouted loudly, : "Uncle, I'm here."

Seeing his figure, the butcher smiled, and then saw the small pot in his hand, "Hey" and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Shen Shi smiled, and said: "I was wandering around just now, and I saw that this thing looked pretty good, so I bought it."

"It looks good..." The butcher looked at the small pot up and down, only to think that this tattered thing is old and dilapidated by wind and rain, and it is very obtrusive at first glance. How can it be called a "good" comment? Sure enough, this little guy Since you had a rich and good father since you were a child, don't you care about money?

The butcher bared his teeth and said, "How much did you pay for this thing?"

Shen Shi stretched out a finger and said, "A spirit crystal."

The butcher was silent for a moment, thinking that this spirit crystal was a waste of time, but after all, it was Shen Shi's own idea, and he didn't bother to say anything, so he waved his hand and said, "Well, it's getting late, let's go back Go to bed early, tomorrow I have to get up early to worship Xianyan."

Shen Shi nodded, smiled and said, "Okay."

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All the way back to the residence, everything was safe and sound. It seems that although the stall owner, Old Hou, seemed unwilling and somewhat annoyed, just as Shen Shi had predicted before, the population of Liuyun City is so small. Too much, looking for a young man like him is like looking for a needle in a haystack, not to mention that after tonight, he will follow the butcher to worship Xianyan and enter Lingxiaozong to practice.At that time, with the status of a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, the old Hou is just a casual cultivator setting up a stall, so what can he do with him?

After returning to the residence and wandering around for a day, the butcher still seemed to be in high spirits, without any signs of fatigue. On the contrary, Shen Shi spent a long time wandering in the Nanbaofang, and had not practiced Taoism. His physical body was still that of an ordinary boy, his face There was a trace of tiredness on the face.

After the butcher took a look at him, he let him go back to his room to rest, and also told him not to go out today, after all, going to worship Xianyan tomorrow is a big deal.

Shen Shi naturally nodded in agreement, and then went back to his room alone. After closing the doors and windows, he sat down at the table in the room and placed the small pot in his hand on the table.

Gently touching the small pot with his fingers, a rough feeling came from the fingertips. The sinking stone rubbed a few places where the soil was stuck, and the fine dust and sand fell down one after another, exposing the body of the pot inside. , but it's a pity that they still look badly eroded, and it's impossible to recognize the old appearance of this small jar.

Shen Shi looked and looked at the jar carefully, and carefully wiped off all the dirt adhering to it, but in the end, apart from the conclusion that the little jar was really buried in the soil for a long time, other things were still Not at all.

At this time, Shen Shi felt a little uneasy in his heart, thinking that he might be mistaken by his cleverness because of his cleverness, or he really just bought a useless ordinary small cans back.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Shen Shi smiled wryly to himself, and finally his eyes fell on the bottom of this small jar. Although it was also severely eroded there, there was still about [-]% of the place where half a pair of sunflowers could barely be seen. This is also the most important reason why he insisted on buying it after repeated hesitation.

Is this pattern really the one I have seen in ancient books, the seven-leaf golden sunflower emblem of the royal family of the monster race thousands of years ago...

Shen Shi stared at the incomplete pattern for a long time, but still couldn't make a clear judgment. After a long while, he gritted his teeth suddenly, thinking that he cared so much about it. He bought it anyway, so he opened it to see what it was. If it really is useless, it can only be used as a lesson to buy with a spirit crystal.

It's just that although he made up his mind, when he decided to open this small jar, he encountered another problem. This small jar was sealed from the beginning. The cover seemed to be integrated with the body of the tank, no matter how hard Shen Shi turned and pulled it out, the cover would remain motionless.

This... is really troublesome, Shen Shi's expression at the moment can't help but look a little dark, he tossed around this unattractive small pot for a long time, but he still couldn't open it, which was really depressing.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Shi grabbed the small pot, thinking that he might as well smash it to the ground and break it, but when he lifted the pot in the air, a thought suddenly crossed his mind, and he took a deep breath.According to the stall owner, Lao Hou, this jar was dug out from a certain ancient tomb, and some ghosts and ghosts were encountered in the tomb. It's like the stories about the cultivation world I've heard since I was a child. This jar itself is a magic weapon, and there is a powerful ghost sealed inside, right?

If this is released, will he eat himself on the spot...

Once this idea appeared, Shen Shi immediately became calm.Although he somewhat understood in his heart that the ghost stories he heard in the streets and alleys when he was a child were mostly nonsense, but this... Isn't it just in case if you don't be afraid of ten thousand!In addition, in Yinzhou in the past, Xuanyinmen was not an upright sect of self-cultivation, and it was said that there were some monks who were good at controlling ghosts. It was not without reason that such rumors continued to circulate in Xilu City.

If there is really a ghost in this jar, it will definitely be an old ghost. I heard that ghosts and ghosts seem to be the favorite food of children and teenagers when I was young.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Shi gradually felt his body was a little hairy, and the small pot in his hand seemed to be a lot heavier unconsciously, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly put the small jar on the edge of the table, but he still didn't hit the ground after all, and he also sat down slowly beside the table, feeling very distressed in his heart, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

When I tried my best to buy this small jar back, I didn't expect to buy such a troublesome thing.

He leaned his head casually on the table, silently looking at the small jar, in a daze, with countless thoughts in his mind, but he had no idea at all.

It didn't know how long it had been like this, when his brain was aching from thinking about it, suddenly there was a butcher's call from outside the house: "Xiaoshi!"

Shen Shi shuddered, stood up subconsciously, and said, "I'm here, what..."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up quickly, but suddenly touched the table. The small pot that was originally placed on the side of the table shook abruptly, fell straight down, and only heard a "bang", It fell straight to the ground, and the can body shattered.