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Chapter 234 Trading
While thinking, it coincided with Lu Chuan's return.

Ning Luo's thoughts were interrupted by Lu Chuan's low-pitched startled question.

"Holy shit, Brother Ning, you really came back earlier than me???"

Ning Luo came back to his senses, with a flat face, even a little indifferent: "Yes."

Lu Chuan: "."

Lu Chuan thought that Ning Luo's indifference was aimed at him, but it was not the case, Ning Luo was just confused by the obstacles in his practice just now.

This time, Lu Chuan was completely embarrassed.

Fortunately, he explained the rules of the Underworld to Ning Luo in a serious manner before, but it seemed that he broke the game more than a star and a half faster than him.

It is true that the class is playing tricks.

But Lu Chuan quickly reacted.

Aside from his big brother filter for watching Ning Luo, Ning Luo's puzzle-solving speed is obviously unreasonable.

Lu Chuan asked: "No, which strange place you went to, how could you be so much faster than me?"

Ning Luo said frankly: "Crypt."

"?"

Lu Chuan blinked, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "Did you go to the underground cave at Liusha River?"

Ning Luo: "No, it's the ruined crypt of the forge."

Lu Chuan: "."

"There should be a lot of mouse tricks at the beginning of the crypt?"

"I killed them all."

Lu Chuan: "."

"Which ghost did you make the deal with?"

"I haven't seen a ghost."

Lu Chuan: "."

"No, then how did you kill the King of Deception?"

"He fell to his death."

Lu Chuan: "."

"Brother, don't be kidding, he is weird, can he still give you a flat ground?"

"I pushed."

Lu Chuan: "."

Lu Chuan was numb.

Why do you push people down?
Lu Chuan could no longer ask.

The more he listened, the more he felt that it was outrageous, but Ning Luo's credibility had always been quite high.

So, could it be that Ning Luo met the weakest mouse king in history and directly killed him with his weak mortal body?
Those who brag and fish in the forum dare not make it up like this.
But at this moment, Ning Luo suddenly noticed something strange about Lu Chuan.

He glanced sideways, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with your hand?"

Hearing this, Lu Chuan raised his left hand, only to find that the little finger of his left hand was missing, but the wound was round and round, not like a new wound.

"This is the price, the price of trading with ghosts and gods." Lu Chuan explained, "The five ghosts and gods each ask for different prices, but they will all leave a mark of the transaction on the traverser. For example, what I met this time is Baidi, and When he's done with the deal, there's one less knuckle on his little finger."

Ning Luo frowned.

The thumb has two joints, and the other four fingers have three joints each.

If one section is lost for each transaction, it seems that there are not many trading opportunities left for traversers.

"What would happen if you lost your knuckles?"

"That person is straight up."

Lu Chuan looked at his palm and said, "Each hand has fourteen fingers, so the traveler can only trade up to 28 times, but that is also an ideal situation. Fortunately, ghosts and gods can refuse transactions, so if you keep swiping, you can trade 28 times. In fact, it can be filled."

Ning Luo: "Then you won't have any fingers to use?"

"At that time, there will be no need for fingers." Lu Chuan shook his head, "Besides, fingers are just marks, and the price of trading with ghosts and gods is more than mere fingers."

Lu Chuan took a deep breath and explained: "Take Baidi as an example. After trading with him, I can clearly feel that my breathing has become difficult, and then there will be an inexplicable sadness in my heart. The same is true for other ghosts and gods. , if you really make up 28 transactions, you will lose all senses in the end, and you will be crazy and demented.”

However, after hearing this, Ning Luo was not only not frightened, but lowered his head thoughtfully.

Five Senses?sad?
"coincide?"

"Probably not."

"Five ghosts and gods, five strange places, five fingers, five senses and five emotions?"

Ning Luo's pupils shrank suddenly!

He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Qingdi's index finger, Heidi's ring finger, Huangdi's thumb, and Yandi's middle finger correspond to the senses of vision, hearing, taste and touch respectively, is that true?"

"Fuck."

Lu Chuan understands!

He understands everything now!
No wonder Ning Luo can pass the level faster than him, no wonder Ning Luo can pretend to be so fresh and refined.

Lu Chuan curled his lips: "Brother Ning, I'm afraid you didn't go to the forum to buy information first, and then pretend to be cute and deceive me, right?"

Ning Luo just replied with a serious face: "Really not."

Then he stroked his chin and bowed his head in thought.

Thanks to Lu Chuan, he saw some clues hidden in the transaction.

As he expected, in the Underworld, the number five obviously has a special meaning.

Originally, Ning Luo didn't think much about it, because he thought that if the five eggs were numbered separately, the corresponding number would also be five.

Therefore, the five colors correspond to the five directions of ghosts and gods, which is not a clue, but a meaningless universal law.

Until Lu Chuanyan said that he was not breathing well.

This happened to be Ning Luo's field of expertise.

Shortness of breath is mostly a heart and lung problem.

The finger corresponding to the lung happens to be the little finger, and the corresponding five senses are also sadness.

Could it be a coincidence?

No.

Obviously, this is some kind of rule related to the Great Dao of the Underworld!

Ning Luo raised his head and asked again: "Then what is the power you gained after the transaction?"

Hearing this, Lu Chuan clasped his hands falsely, and shouted in a low voice: "Sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small golden sword appeared out of nowhere in his palm, and the cold sword energy circulated throughout his body, intent on pressing people.

Lu Chuan explained: "White Emperor gave the power of Jin Xing, but it didn't work well in Lingcun, that's why it looks so small."

now it's right!

Everything is right!
The power given by the ghosts and gods of the five directions is the five elements.

And it has nothing to do with spiritual blood, this kind of power is generated out of thin air, or it can be regarded as a kind of attacking technique of spiritual consciousness.

Why can't the Underworld practice spiritual blood?

Ning Luo felt that he was a little closer to the answer.

"Perhaps both the Spirit Village and the Paradox have been subverted and tampered with by some kind of avenue."

"It's also possible that this is not the real world at all, but some kind of narrow world similar to the sea of ​​nothingness, or like a gap?"

Ning Luo recalled the scene he saw before he was born.

The world of the underworld is peaceful, and there is no gray fog in the world, and there is no disaster or disaster.

If that is neither an illusion nor an illusion.

Then maybe, the Cangming he is in now is a big dream that will sleep forever.
"It's going too far."

Ning Luo patted his forehead, thinking that he would continue guessing nonsense, maybe it wasn't because the Cangming Realm had created a consciousness uploading and spiritual energy soaring.

It looks like a fantasy version of the Metaverse.

Then this technology tree is crooked to grandma's house
So it's pretty impractical.

Seeing Ning Luo taking a selfie on his forehead, Lu Chuan asked in confusion, "Brother Ning, what's wrong with you? No, you shouldn't be as distorted as Weird, right?"

"No, I'm just thinking about something. By the way, let me show you something."

As he spoke, Ning Luo took out a handful of pale spirit beads from his pocket, and asked, "Do you recognize this thing?"

However, when Lu Chuan saw the Lingzhu in Ning Luo's hand, he was instantly tongue-tied and his eyes almost popped out.

"I'm super?!"

"Wow, shit, shit, shit!!!"

"Fuck?!"

Ning Luo made a silent gesture, frowned and said, "Calm down, speak human words."

Lu Chuan held his head in his hands and spoke incoherently on the spot: "Fuck, shit, shit, brother, brother Ning, you, where did you get this thing? Do you have colored beads?"

The corners of Ning Luo's mouth rose slightly, and he said calmly, "Tell me first, how much do you know about this thing?"

Lu Chuan pursed his lips, swallowed dryly, and said in a deep voice, "I can recognize the pattern on your spirit bead. It's the color of Emperor Yan of the South."

"And this Lingzhu is the power of ghosts and gods!"

(End of this chapter)