Super Vision

Are the seeds of the cherry tomatoes bought for 20 black gold from a night watch farmer in Lava City?The second question will he tell the truth?The answers to these two questions are very important to Xia Lei. He will not give the initiative to Grass Ji. No matter what the Grass Ji says, he will have to "download" the answers from the grass Ji's head by himself!

A trace of desire energy that could not be seen by the naked eye plunged into the brain, and the expression in the grass festival's eyes was slightly dull, but it was only a very short time before returning to normal.

"Shards?" A thought-provoking smile appeared at the corner of Caoji's mouth. "A legend about a shard? Your question is really strange."

"Shards of a box." Xia Lei said.

"Sorry, I haven't heard any legend about the fragments of a box." Grass Festival said, and he answered quickly, almost without thinking.

"It doesn't matter, just forget it." Xia Lei said, and he also took back the trace of desire energy.

The information downloaded from the grass festival brain is being quickly sorted, and his brows are also frowned.There is no information related to the fragments in the information stored in the brain of the grass sacrifice, only the face of the farmer who sold him the cherry tomatoes.Just like the description of the grass festival, the night watch farmer looked like an ordinary farmer without any special residence.

But just when he felt discouraged and disappointed, his brain screened out a strange message.It is a mural, a mural on a wall of a temple.In that mural, there is a fierce spirit with three heads and six arms. He held a huge axe with six arms and split a box. The box was split to pieces by it, but another fragment was embedded in his. On one arm...

That box is the box of the world.

In the memory of the grass festival, the temple is located in the Doom City, the imperial capital of the Black Sun Empire, where the souls of the successive kings of the Black Sun Empire are enshrined.

At this moment, Xia Lei felt like he had nowhere to find any place to break through his iron shoes, and he had come to feel that it was effortless.He searched hard for information about the last fragment, and now he got the information about the last fragment, how could he be unhappy and excited?

However, after a brief period of joy and excitement, he quickly calmed down again, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.This last piece of information came too suddenly, and it was too easy to get, right?Don't know why, he always feels something is wrong.

"I won't refund your money." Caoji quickly slipped the wallet into his sleeve.

Xia Lei didn't want to grab that wallet, the money didn't make any sense to him.He stared at the grass sacrifice, still thinking, "This grass sacrifice has been to the ancestral temple of the Black Empire royal family and seen the mural, but he deliberately concealed me, why did he do this?" Xia Lei thought secretly in his heart.

He can download the memory information stored in his brain, but he cannot download the human heart, because the human heart is fickle, and he still cannot fully control his own human heart, let alone outsiders.

"My friend, you can go back." Cao Ji said: "You gave the money, and I answered your question. We have settled."

Xia Lei did not get up and leave. He said indifferently: "Why don't you tell the truth to me?"

The expression of the grass festival changed slightly, but soon calmed down, "What did you say? I don't understand what you mean."

Xia Lei said: "I have made it very clear. You know the information about that fragment. It is in the ancestral temple of the royal family of Doom City. You also collect my money, but you are unwilling to tell me. Why?"

"Ha, you are really funny, when did I tell you what piece of information I know? I didn't force you to give me money, you have to give it to me." Caoji said, talking At the time, he glanced at the green skin behind Xia Lei.

Qingpi nodded slightly.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Xia Lei's mouth, "I naturally have my way of knowing. If you don't tell me why, this matter is not over."

Qingpi suddenly pierced the short knife in his hand to the back of Xia Lei's head.

Xia Lei didn't seem to notice anything, and with his back facing Qingpi, he didn't have any defense or dodge movements.

Click!

The sharp short knife pierced the back of Xia Lei's head severely.

The back of Xia Lei's head was safe and sound, but the tip of the short knife in Qingpi's hand was cracked.

"You..." Qingpi hurriedly backed away.

boom!

Caoji also shot, he has been holding the energy pistol, and has not put it away at all.Qingpi missed his hand, his heart was also nervous and fearful, and then he shot too.

Short swords can't kill you, energy pistols can always kill you, right?

This seems to be the reason why the grass festival shot suddenly.

However, the energy warhead fired from the energy pistol flew out of the muzzle, and when it was about to plunge into Xia Lei's chest, it stopped strangely, spinning rapidly, but couldn't advance even an inch of distance.

In front of Xia Lei's chest, a piece of colorful energy light floated, not only blocking the energy warhead, but also decomposing and absorbing the energy of the energy warhead.

Just a blink of an eye, two or three breaths, the energy warhead hovering in front of Xia Lei's chest was disintegrated, and nothing was left.

There is no more blood on Caojie's face, and a pair of cyan eyes are full of fear.

Qingpi turned around and ran.

Xia Lei waved his hand back, Qingpi's body was like a pillow thrown out, suddenly flew off the ground, flew a dozen meters away and hit the wall of the temple severely, and then fell heavily again. On the ground.He wanted to get up, but just propped up his upper body and fell on his stomach again, with a burst of green blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"You...who are you?" Grass Festival's voice trembled.

"Dragon, don't you all recognize me?" Xia Lei looked at the grass festival and his voice turned cold. "You have already got up to kill me. Then I don't need to be polite with you. Tell me the truth and you can Leaving here alive, if you are lucky and want to hide it, I'm sorry, you will be like that stupid—"

When the voice fell, Xia Lei jumped up from the ground and banged his fist on the statue of Difascius.

The rock statue, which is as hard as steel, bursts, but there is no picture of fragments flying across. Instead, it is bombarded into dust and slowly falls to the ground like quicksand!

Difascism, who was worshipped as a god, had died in Xia Lei's hands. In his eyes, Difascism was indeed a stupid, but a shit-eating stupid.

"Guru..." Caoji couldn't help taking a sip of water, but there was no cold sweat on his forehead.

Serpentine people are not to be seen in this world, because the characteristics of this race are very similar to those of poisonous snakes, indifferent and ruthless, they like to make poisonous hands behind their backs, and their blood is cold.Therefore, even in such a nervous and fearful situation, there was no cold sweat on the forehead of the grass festival.

"Say! Why do you want to hide me?" Xia Lei made a probing move, and the green skin lying on the ground swished and slid. There was also a green blood stain on the ground, giving people a shocking feeling.

Qingpi's words arrived in front of Caojie, Xia Lei lifted his foot and stepped on Qingpi's head, but he didn't use his energy, and Qingpi's head did not burst open.

"Uncle Caoji, save me...Save me..." Qingpi wailed under Xia Lei's feet, "My mother asked you to take good care of me. You like her, and she likes you... Save me me……"

What kind of messy relationship is this?

"Let go of him, I said, I'll tell you everything." Cao Ji compromised.

Xia Lei raised his foot and coldly reminded: "Don't be lucky, I can tell at a glance if you have lied."

Caoji's bitter expression said, "It's all like this, why would I dare to lie to you?"

"Say!"

"I said, I said..." After sorting out his thoughts a bit, Caoji said, "I haven't actually been to any royal ancestral temple..."

"Humph!" Xia Lei snorted coldly, and the whole temple trembled.

"What I'm telling is the truth. If you want to kill me, I can't do anything about it." Cao Ji was very scared, but he could still look into Xia Lei's eyes, trying to show fearlessness.

Xia Lei did not make a move.

The Grass Festival took a deep breath, and then went on, "You think, as a person like us, how could I enter the ancestral temple of the royal family of the Black Sun Empire. There is no count of the night watcher in that place. Qualified to go in, let alone a serpentine person like me?"

"Then why do you have memories of going to the royal ancestral temple and seeing the mural in your head?" Xia Lei asked.

"That's a dream I often have. I have often had this dream recently. I dreamt that I entered the ancestral temple of the night watch and saw the three-headed and six-armed god split the box with an axe. Every time I wake up from the dream, I will I can’t help but think about why I have such a strange dream, what kind of god is that god, and what kind of box is that box... The reason why I am hiding from you is because I think this dream must be guiding me, maybe It’s an opportunity to change my destiny."

Such an answer surprised Xia Lei.

Caoji continued: "Really, I didn't lie to you. I have traveled many places and explored many ancient ruins. I am a well-known explorer among the serpentine people, but I have never I have heard of the legend of the box, and I have never heard of the gods with three heads and six arms. This dream is very mysterious to me, and it is inexplicable. I just want to wait until I have enough money to go to the Dark Empire Doomsday City and find a way to enter Go to the ancestral temple of the night watchman to see that mural."

Xia Lei suddenly remembered something, "How long have you had this dream? Was it before or after meeting the night watch farmer?"

The Grass Festival was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's after."

With this answer, Xia Lei had almost found the truth.A mysterious old man deliberately touched the grass festival, and then planted the dream about the world box in the grass festival's brain, and finally passed it to his hand through the grass festival.

The goal of the night watch farmer is not the grass sacrifice, but his Xia Lei!

At this point in time, a bunch of questions popped up in Xia Lei's mind.

Why did the night watch farmer use this way to convey such a message to him?

What is the identity of that night watch farmer?

There is no such mural in the royal ancestral temple of Doom City?

"I told you everything I know, you... won't kill us?" Cao Ji cautiously said, very nervous.

Xia Lei put away his thoughts, "Don't you want to go to the Doomsday City? You won't make much money if you wander around like this, do things for me, I will hire you."

The grass festival was stunned on the spot.

Xia Lei turned and walked towards the entrance of the temple, "The opportunity to change destiny is not met every day. It may only be met once in a lifetime."

"I... promise you!" Grass Ji helped Qingpi up and chased Xia Lei's back.