Killing God

The stall owner, Lao Hou, who was full of meat, looked at the thin and weird man who returned to his stall, sighed, and said with regret: "No more, if there is still I will sell you."

The weird man in the shape of a skeleton frowned, his weird face was a little depressed, and he said to himself: "It's almost like this. When I go to those shops to buy, they are all big pieces and refuse to sell them. How good is this?"

Lao Hou looked at the expression of the weird man, and his heart moved. He has been setting up a stall at Nantianmen in Floating Cloud City for several years. He is familiar with this place, and he knows in his heart that of course there are still a few stalls in this topaz. It is sold. But these years, who would be so kind and tell you these news for no reason. On the contrary, if you get a piece of topaz at a low price and sell it to this person, you may still earn one or two spirit crystals.

He was hesitating here whether to open his mouth to call a weirdo and so on. When he went out to help him find it, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the side, saying: "Boss, I want to buy this small can."

Lao Hou glanced at him and his face immediately sank, but the boy who had been entangled with him for a while went back and snorted and said, "I said it, don't sell it. The kid is going to go. Don't stop me from doing business."

Shen Shi smiled and didn't say much. He just glanced at the weird skeleton-shaped man next to him, then suddenly turned to Laohou and said, "Boss, I remember you still have a topaz here, is it still there? "

Lao Hou's face turned dark in an instant, and at the same time the weird turned his head and glanced at Shen Shi a little unexpectedly, but didn't say much. As for Shen Shi, he looked at the stall owner calmly.

The look on Lao Hou's face changed, his eyes squinted, and he stared at Shen Shi. There was a fierce intent in his eyes, but Shen Shi didn't seem to notice it, just looking at him calmly. After a while, I just listened to Lao Hou Shen's voice: "Topaz has been sold."

Shen Shi let out an "Oh" and looked at Lao Hou. Although he didn't say anything, he didn't look at the weird person next to him again. He just moved his eyes lightly to the small pot again.

Then, he took out a spirit crystal from his arms, smiled, and said, "Boss, if you do good deeds, you will sell this thing to me."

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The crowd under Nantianmen was surging, and looking at it, at least two to three thousand monks gathered here at this moment, which was very lively. Everyone is immersed in this noisy and lively atmosphere, hoping that they can have a pair of unique insights and can find one or two dusty treasures from the countless cheap mortals here.

In the past, Nantianmen will have such similar legends from time to time. The priceless treasures of heaven and earth have been bought at a very small price. Since then, they have stepped up to the sky and turned into a rich man. Never again will the embarrassing days of the past. One of the dreams of the casual practitioners.

Therefore, when Shen Shi carried a small rough pot in his hand and walked briskly into the flow of people, this impetuous "river" did not arouse any ripples, for a moment, never again He can't be seen anymore.

At the place of the booth, Lao Hou took his gaze back bitterly, and after he settled down, he gave a dry smile, raised his head and smiled at the weird man who looked a little inexplicable in his eyes and said: "This guest officer, or else You wait a moment, I will go out and ask for you, maybe some of my friends will have smaller topazes?"

The weird hesitated, then nodded.

Shen Shi did not continue to wander around in this Nantian Gate. He still had that sense of measure. After leaving there quickly, he walked all the way to the Shenxianhui branch in Nanbaofang, looking back from time to time on the way to confirm The stall owner did not follow him, and he was relieved.

In front of the branch of Floating Cloud City, the flow of people is as large as before. It seems to be more lively than Nantianmen. After all, it is a time-honored brand that has been handed down for many years. Looking at Hongmeng World, there is no other one. Buy spiritual materials for cultivation. The first choice is naturally the prosperous business.

Shen Shi waited outside the store door for a while, and soon saw the butcher coming out of the store hall, about to look around and looking for someone, Shen Shi hurriedly greeted him, shouted : "Uncle, I am here."

The butcher smiled when he saw his figure, and then he looked at the small can in his hand. He said, with a bit of curiosity, he wondered: "What is this?"

Shen Shi smiled, and said, "I just wandered around and saw that this thing looked good, so I bought it."

"It looks good..." The butcher looked up and down the small can, only to feel that the tattered goods were eroded and broken by wind and rain, and it was very eye-catching at first sight. How could it be said that it was a "good" comment, as expected this little guy Since I was young, I had a good father with money, so he didn't care much about money?

The butcher barked his teeth and said, "How much did you spend on this stuff?"

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

The butcher stayed silent for a moment, thinking that this spirit crystal was so wronged, but after all this was Shen Shi's own idea, he was too lazy to say something, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's not early, let's go back. Rest early and get up early to worship Xianyan tomorrow."

Shen Shi nodded and smiled: "Okay."

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All the way back to the residence, nothing happened. It seems that the stall owner, Lao Hou, seems unwilling and a little angry, but just as Shen Shi had expected before, the population in this Floating Cloud City is so impressive. Many, wanting to find him such a young man is like looking for a needle in a haystack, not to mention that as long as tonight, he will follow the butcher to worship Xianyan and enter the Lingxiao Sect to practice. At that time, with the status of a disciple of the Lingxiaozong, it seems that Lao Hou is just a casual cultivator who set up a stall, what can he do?

After returning to the residence and wandering for a day, the butcher still seemed to be in good spirits, without the slightest exhaustion, but Shen Shi wandered around in the Nanbaofang for a long time, and did not practice the aisle, his body is still an ordinary teenager's body, face There was a trace of tiredness on it.

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

Shen Shi naturally nodded and agreed, and then went back to his house alone, closed the doors and windows, sat down at the table in the house, and placed the small pot in his hand on the table.

Gently touching the small pot with my finger, a rough feeling came from my fingertips. The sinking stone rubbed a few places where the soil was stuck, and the fine dust and sand fell one after another, revealing the inside of the pot. , It's a pity that they are still eroded badly, and it is impossible to recognize the old appearance of this small pot.

Shen Shi looked and looked at the tank carefully, and carefully wiped off all the dirt adhering to it, but in the end, apart from the conclusion that the small tank was really buried in the soil for a long time, everything else was Can't tell at all.

At this time, Shen Shi's original feeling of uneasiness a little bit more, thinking that he might be clever or mistaken by cleverness, maybe he really just bought a useless ordinary small The can is back.

Reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows, Shen Shi smiled bitterly to himself, and finally his eyes fell on the bottom of this small pot. Although it was also eroded badly there, there was still about 30% of the place where you could barely see half of the sunflower. This is also the most important reason why he hesitated and insisted on buying it back.

This pattern is really what I have seen in ancient books, the seven-leaf golden sunflower pattern of the monster royal family thousands of years ago...

Shen Shi stared at the incomplete pattern for a long time, still unable to make a clear judgment. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and cared about it so much. Anyway, he bought it all and opened it to see what it was. If it is really useless, it can only be used as a spiritual crystal to buy a lesson.

Although he was determined, but when he decided to open this small pot, he encountered another problem. The small pot was sealed from the beginning. Although it is not known how many years ago it was an ancient artifact, the mouth of the pot was sealed. The lid seemed to be connected to the can body as a whole. No matter how hard the Shen Shi turned and pulled it up, the lid remained still.

This... is really troublesome. Shen Shi's expression at the moment can't help but look like a black face. After tossing around this not amazing little pot for a long time, it turns out that he hasn't been able to open this thing, which is really depressing.

After gritting his teeth, Shen Shi grabbed the small can, and thought that he would just smash it to the ground and break it, but he held the can in the air, but a thought suddenly passed through his heart, and he took a breath. I heard that the stall owner Lao Hou said that this jar was dug out from a certain ancient tomb, and some ghosts such as ghosts and ghosts were encountered in the tomb. If this is a bad one, it will not be like himself. The stories of the realm of cultivation that I have heard since I was young are just so common, this jar itself is a magic weapon with a powerful ghost sealed in it?

If this is released by any chance, will I eat myself on the spot...

Once this idea came up, Shen Shi couldn't calm down immediately. Although he knew 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 afraid of ten thousand just in case! In addition, in Yinzhou in the past, Xuanyinmen was not an upright cultivation sect, and it was said that there were some monks who were good at fighting ghosts. This kind of rumors were circulating in Xilu City for no reason.

If a ghost is really sealed in this jar, it is definitely an old ghost. When I was a child, I heard that ghosts femininity, it seems that children and teenagers like to eat most.

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

After hesitating for a while, he slowly put the small can on the edge of the table, and after all, he did not hit the ground, and he also slowly sat down beside the table, feeling greatly distressed for a while, and couldn't help but sigh.

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

He leaned his head on the table casually, looked at the small pot silently, startled in a daze, and had countless thoughts in his heart, but he had no idea at all.

I don’t know how long it took. When he felt a little pain in his mind, a butcher's call suddenly came from outside the house: "Little Rock!"

Shen Shi was agitated, stood up subconsciously, and said: "I am here, what..."

Before he could say anything, he stood up a bit swiftly, but he slammed into the table. The small jar that was originally placed on the edge of the table shook and fell directly, only to hear a "pop". He fell straight to the ground, and the tank shattered.