Chapter 2901 Treasure House
The stall owner was already sure that he had encountered a ruthless character.
In the spiritual world, there are many such ruthless characters, but they have fixed areas of activity.
In a market like his, it is rare for such ruthless characters to patronize it because it is simply unprofitable.
So many years of experience are enough to confirm this.
It is precisely for this reason that the stall owner and his gang are thriving, and countless monks have been tricked by them.
For the Loucheng World, the Spirit Realm is indeed very far away. Without enough strength, it is impossible to reach here.
But for monks from other worlds, the spiritual world is not difficult to reach, and there is even a special passage.
It doesn’t take much time to reach the spiritual realm and then find the opportunities you are looking forward to.
While looking for opportunities, you must also take corresponding risks. It is indeed not uncommon to lose your life here.
It's just that I had bad luck today. I met a ruthless character like Tang Zhen and was counterattacked by him.
My two accomplices had their heads chopped off without any chance to beg for mercy or resist.
After all, he is also a monk, and his strength is not too weak, but he seems extremely fragile at this moment.
It’s not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong and cannot resist at all.
The stall owner was heartbroken, and he knew from the looks of it that it would be his turn soon.
Accustomed to taking other people's lives, he cherished his own life more and more, and he was extremely frightened at this moment.
Especially when he has accumulated a lot of ill-gotten wealth but has nothing to enjoy, the stall owner does not want to give it up.
“No, you must stabilize the other party, and then find a way to escape.
No matter how high the price you pay, never feel bad. As long as you are still alive, you will get it back sooner or later. One day! "
The stall owner thought to himself, glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, and started to cry and cry.
"Your Excellency, please leave me alone, I really don't want to die!"
The stall owner wailed loudly and kept praying to Tang Zhen, without caring about his image at all.
If you are going to die, what image do you need?
"I have many treasures, which can be said to be priceless. As long as you can spare my life, I can dedicate all these treasures to you."
I wailed for a long time and did not look at it. The sword fell, and the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that my begging and inducement have worked, and the most important first step has been completed.
As soon as this idea came up, Tang Zhen asked in a calm tone: "Tell me, do you have any good things that can save my life."
Hearing Tang Zhen's voice, Zhen asked, and the stall owner became energetic and quickly answered: "I have a lot of good things, all of which are stored in the warehouse. If you want, I can give them all to you."
When it comes to his own life, the stall owner does not dare to be perfunctory, he fights desperately He showed off his family wealth, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.
Only after Tang Zhen was happy could he spare his life.
"Okay, but I will spare your life and take me to see your treasures."
Tang Zhen really wants to see what the stall owner has in his inventory. Is it okay? Encountered the original spiritual treasure.
This kind of thing depends entirely on luck. Now that you have the opportunity to get it, you must not miss it.
As for the stall owner in front of him, he is not worth mentioning at all. As long as Tang Zhen is willing, a single thought can make him die without his body intact.
Tang Zhen waved his hand, and the power restraining the stall owner disappeared, and he finally fell from the wall.
The stall owner treated the wound and thanked Tang Zhen repeatedly. The surprise of the rest of his life made him almost cry with joy.
But he knew in his heart that this did not mean that he was safe, and his life was still hanging by a thread.
"We must find a way to get rid of this lunatic. It is best to kill him again!"
A cold light flashed in the stall owner's eyes, and he secretly planned in his heart.
Although he wanted to cut Tang Zhen into pieces with a thousand knives, the stall owner did not dare to show any signs of it, so as not to reveal any flaws. Tang Zhen was then killed casually by the angry Tang Zhen.
"The warehouse is not here, but in another place in the city. Your Excellency, please come with me."
While the stall owner was speaking, he once again led the way.
Different from before, this time his mood was extremely complicated, and he was worried that he would be killed by Tang Zhen. Just before today, every time he led the way, he was thinking about the rewards after the action was successful, and his heart was full of expectations.
But this time, there is a deadly demon king behind him who can take away lives at any time.
It can be said that every step is frightening and every step is extremely difficult.
After walking out of the yard, the two walked through the market and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them.
In this city, monks are not uncommon, but fighting with open swords and spears is rare.
The stall owner was injured, and Tang Zhen had a knife in his hand. It looked like he had just been in a fight.
The vendors operating in the market showed strange expressions after seeing this scene.
Some people were gloating about the misfortune, while others were secretly sighing, but most of them had expressionless faces, as if they hadn't seen it.
Faced with this kind of situation, no one will ever meddle in other people's business, otherwise they will get into trouble.
The stall owner has been hiding for a long time and has no idea where he went.
As expected, the guys in this business are all cold-blooded and ruthless. After seeing their accomplices in trouble, their first reaction is to protect their own safety.
The two of them crossed the long street and soon came to an area with densely packed houses. The streets became increasingly sparse with people.
"The warehouse is here, in the big yard.
The stall owner pointed to the room in front and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking frightened.
" Will you deliberately set a trap to deal with me like before? "
Tang Zhen's tone was calm, but the stall owner was shocked.
"No, how could it be possible? Even if you beat me to death, you wouldn't dare! ”
The stall owner quickly explained loudly, fearing that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and cut off his head with a knife.
Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.
With a trembling look on his face, the stall owner came to the gate of a courtyard and greeted the guard at the door.
“This is a treasure house for rent. Anyone can store unused treasures here. You only need to pay some storage fees.”
While explaining, the stall owner also took He took out something like a token and showed it to the guard.
Looking at the stall owner's wounds, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him. The guard's expression was full of scrutiny
"Remember, don't make trouble."
The guard said lightly He said in a tone of voice, glancing at Tang Zhen, obviously reminding him.
The closed door was opened, and the two of them walked in. There was a long passage in front of them.
The stall owner walked in front, always lowering his head.
In the long passage, only the sound of footsteps echoed, and there was no other sound.
"You look very nervous."
Tang Zhen's voice sounded, making the stall owner's body stiffen slightly.
"Sir, I am indeed very nervous."
The stall owner's tone seemed to be honest, but his violently shaking body had completely betrayed him.
He was really nervous, worried about what would happen next, worried about losing his life.
"Stop pretending, where is your helper? Why don't you show up quickly?"
Tang Zhen said coldly, looking towards the passage ahead.
With a flash of light in front of his eyes, the stall owner had disappeared and was replaced by a giant beast.
It stared at Tang Zhen, let out a low roar, and then pounced on him fiercely.
"A little trick."
Tang Zhen did not dodge at all, but faced the giant beast directly, sweeping out the sword in his hand.
(End of this chapter)