About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Yayin was silent for a long time, then shook her head and said: "Forget it, don't think about this anymore, let's go and find where Snow is. I'll take a look at the most likely place..."

Yayin took out the paper and looked at it, then handed it to Bala for a look and asked, "Can you find this place?"

"Here, ah, of course, you come with me," Bala answered decisively, and went to lead the way.

Yayin followed him and walked past the front desk, subconsciously looking at the man at the counter.

However, just at this glance, Yayin stopped.

"What's wrong? Do you have any other needs?" the man asked with a smile.

Ya Yin stared at him for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing."

After that, he went out the door.

Liu Ji also looked at the man curiously, but didn't see anything wrong, and hurriedly followed him out the door.

"What happened to you just now?" Liu Ji chased Ya Yin and asked, "What happened to that guy?"

"Something's wrong," Yayin said. "From the moment I walked into this city, I felt like something was wrong..."

"Although I think so too, let me ask, what do you mean specifically?" Liu Ji asked.

"That guy just now," Yayin said, "that's a mystician, a mystician who shows the front desk of the hotel."

246. You can eat indiscriminately, but you can’t talk indiscriminately.

The mystic shows the door to the hotel.

At first glance, Liu Ji actually had no idea. After Yayin explained a few words, Liu Ji understood.

This is even more outrageous than a university professor resigning to become a community security guard.

"But how did you see it?" Liu Ji was a little confused, "Even if you are a mystic master, there is no difference from normal people..."

"I know him," Yain said.

"Ah?" Liu Ji was stunned, what?

"I've met him before," Yayin turned around and said, "When we were on the other side of the desert, although the teacher didn't deal with the people in the Mysterious Sanctuary, he would still participate in some arcanist activities. I saw that person. A few times later, he was a student of a great mystic."

"This...then he didn't recognize you?" Liu Ji asked doubtfully.

"It's just a one-on-one relationship. It's not that easy to get to know each other. My temperament at that time was much different from my current temperament." Yayin shook her head. "I recognize people through the characteristics of their souls. I definitely can't be sure just by looking at their faces."

"Ah...what does this mean?" Liu Ji scratched his head, "Is this city too deeply involved?"

"I don't know, it might be a coincidence, or..." Yayin frowned slightly, but finally shook her head, "Forget it, it's hard to say, let's find someone first."

"I think so..." Liu Ji said, raising his head.

Looking forward, I found Bala twisting her face and staring at them intently.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Liu Ji asked.

"Ah... uh, no, it's nothing," Bala scratched her cheek and turned her head quickly.

Liu Ji frowned and recalled for a moment, feeling that he probably didn't say anything that he shouldn't have said...

"But where are we going?" Liu Ji asked.

"Antique market," Yayin said, "Although it feels like it will be a very remote place, but is this a step too far..."

At this moment, everyone was walking in a narrow alley.

There are gorgeous buildings on both sides of the alley, and there are bustling commercial streets on both sides of the alley, but in this alley, there is nothing except trash cans and the closed back door of the building.

"Ah, this is a shortcut," Bala said with a smile, "I usually walk here often, nothing will happen..."

Before he finished speaking, Bala suddenly bumped into something. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

When he turned around, he saw several policemen in black uniforms in front of him, looking down at him expressionlessly.

"Hey, boy, how dare you run into our territory today?" The leading man pulled Bala up from the ground, looked him up and down, and sneered, "Hey, where are you from the garbage dump? You bought a high-end product and you’re dressed like a dog. Do you really want to be a guide? How much do you think you weigh?”

"Who are you!" Bala pulled away the man's hand in a panic, took several steps back, and shouted loudly, "I'm warning you! Don't do anything illegal! Be careful when the guards come back. Catch you and throw you all out of the city!"

"Oh, you're a bankrupt gambler. Will the guards take care of you?" The man sneered, "Hurry up and pay back the money! I tell you, since you're here today, don't you spit out the debt you owe with the profits." Come out, don’t even think about walking out of this alley today!”

"What debt! When did I ever owe you a debt!?" Bala yelled at the top of his voice, "Guys! You run away! They are robbers! I will stop them for you for a while!"

However, after he finished shouting, Liu Ji and Ya Yin made no move.

Liu Ji and Sa didn't understand what they were saying in common language at all.

As for Yayin...

She looked at Bala and asked coldly: "Hello? Do you think we are fools?"

"Huh? Eh?" Bala blinked.

"This is not the right road at all, is it? Thinking of the street opposite, we could have taken the main road before turning into this alley," Yayin said, "You obviously brought us here on purpose, and these people don't look like they are here. You look like you're lying, and as for your words... your intentions are so obvious that I can't even say anything."

Bala looked at Yain in astonishment, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Oh, your wishful thinking has been seen through," the man opposite laughed and clapped his hands, "I think you should stop struggling, either pay the money or stop resisting, I have plenty of ways to make you pay the debt with your body."

When these words came out, Bala's face turned pale with fear.

He knew very well that the so-called paying the debt with the body was not as gentle as selling out py, and it would definitely tear him into pieces.

Almost subconsciously, he began to retreat, as if he wanted to seize a chance to turn around and run away.

Seeing this, the men could not let him run away like this, and they hurried forward and wanted to make some moves.

However, Yain's staff pointed at their noses.

"Wait a minute, are you a little too self-righteous?" Yain said in a deep voice, "Did I say that he would be left to you to deal with?"

The three men were stunned and looked at Yain in confusion.

"No, what do you mean? Are you going to help him?" The man looked at Yayin with a puzzled look.

"Sorry, no matter what, he is our guide," Yayin said, "Besides, you don't think you are a good person by making money by lending gambling debts?"

"Huh? Psycho, do you still want to be a messenger of justice?" The man sneered, "Get out of the way as soon as possible, otherwise we don't mind turning you into goods, 'bitch'."

These last two words, as if to emphasize the tone, he deliberately said them with a spell.

With a loud "bang", he flew out directly, turned several times in the air, hit his head on the ground, his neck made a cracking sound, and his body hit the ground and turned several times, and finally collapsed on the ground not far away like a piece of rag.

Blood flowed out of his mouth, his head was actually sunken, blood was overflowing from his facial features, and even one eyeball burst out of the eye socket.

For a moment, the scene was completely silent.

The other men and Bala stared at the dead man for a long time, then slowly turned their heads and looked at Liu Ji.

"Sorry, I was a little heavy-handed," Liu Ji said indifferently, "Recently, ha, how should I say, my mood is more subtle, and my attitude towards human life may be a little frivolous, forgive me."

The men looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and they took a few steps back, rolling and crawling to the other side of the alley.

However, they had just run out of two steps when they felt something strangled their necks.

"Sorry, after all, you saw it..."

Liu Ji's calm voice sounded behind them.

However, in their ears at this moment, the voice was like a ghost from the underworld.

The strip-shaped object wrapped around their necks flowed slowly, and the warm and cold texture was like a lasso for their lives, making them dare not breathe, for fear that as long as they moved, this thing would take their lives.

Unfortunately, their worries were unnecessary.

Because even if they didn't move, Liu Ji would still take their lives.

Dust flowed, blood splashed, and skulls rolled to the ground, and then were slowly swallowed by the dust spreading on them. In the end, not even a drop of blood was left.

Bala was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Liu Ji stepped forward, walked behind him, raised his hand, and gently placed it on his shoulder.

"Ah!" Bala screamed, and shrank like a frightened owl.

"Brother, you shouldn't have seen anything, right?" Liu Ji asked with a smile.

"Of course! Ahaha," Bala said with a dry laugh.

"Okay, what are you afraid of?" Ya Yin walked to his side and glanced at him, "Isn't this the purpose of you leading us here? Now that the purpose has been achieved, shouldn't you be happy?"

"I..." Bala opened his mouth and stared at the front for a long time, and seemed to slowly calm down. After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, okay... uh, thank you, that, I will continue to be your guide! I can return all the rewards to you! As long as you don't kill me!"

"Don't worry, we can't kill you," Liu Ji patted his shoulder again, "After all, it's hard to find a second person willing to be our guide in this city."

"Aha, yes, yes," Bala smiled awkwardly, "Well, then let's go anyway, go this way to where you want to go..."

As he said, he continued to walk towards the alley.

In this quiet narrow alley, Liu Ji could almost hear his heart beating rapidly because of nervousness and fear.

Liu Ji turned his head to look at Ya Yin and found that the latter was also looking at him.

"Well, let's go?" Liu Ji asked.

"Yeah," Ya Yin nodded.

As they spoke, the two followed the man's footsteps and walked out of the narrow alley.

Behind an iron gate where everyone was walking, a figure was leaning against the iron gate, listening to the noise outside, covering his mouth, and not even daring to breathe.

After the footsteps outside the door were completely gone, he let go of his hand, took a deep breath, and ran forward, shouting as he ran: "Oh no! Boss! Qiangzi and the others..."

However, when he said this, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

In the dark passage, the transparent magic lamp emitted a pale light.

The flowing sand and dust gathered in front of his eyes like a flowing galaxy, and the light was clearly black and white. A human face without any expression slowly emerged in front of him.

"You saw it too..."

The indifferent accent trembled from the quicksand, and fine quicksand turned into white silk threads, just like a spider's hunting web, like yarn lingering, entwining the man's body layer by layer.

"No, don't..." The man kept shaking his head, waving his hands one after another, trying to pull off the silk threads, tear them apart, and step back step by step, as if he wanted to escape from this desperate situation, but at this moment, he was like a fly caught in a spider web, with no way to retreat and nowhere to hide, and could only watch the spider-like sand and dust entangle himself.

Gradually, the silk thread wrapped around his neck and wrapped around his cheeks.

He was terrified and wanted to scream, but because of extreme fear, he couldn't even make a sound.

Then, there was a click.

His eyes fell into darkness.

The white quicksand wrapped around his body, rotating silently, crushing every inch of flesh and blood, and erasing every bone.

In the end, all traces of his existence were completely wiped out, leaving only a floating quicksand in the air.

At this time, a wooden door suddenly opened inside the space.

"Hello? What's that sound?" A sturdy man poked his head out, "Xiao Bi? You... Hey? What is this?"

He looked at the white quicksand floating under the magic lamp curiously.

Watching the quicksand slowly flowing under the white light, he was a little distracted for a moment.

Until, an indifferent face slowly condensed in the middle of the quicksand.

"Ah, it seems that you are the next one?"

"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the pale face had already appeared a few feet away, filling his entire field of vision.

"Then... good night."

As the voice fell, the sandstorm instantly spread under the pale light.

With a snap, the shell of the little magic lamp shattered into debris, leaving behind a dark area and an undercurrent surging in the darkness.

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"Hmm... antique market? It feels a little different from what I imagined," Yain looked at the deserted venue in front of her, a little confused, "Are you sure you didn't take the wrong way?"

"Ah, if you want to talk about antique market, there is indeed only this place," Bala scratched his head, "Strange, I remember there are usually a lot of people, why is there no one today?"

"Huh? Wait, what is this..." Yain's eyes swept to the notice board on the side, where a very exaggerated poster was posted. The overall color tone used a super contrasting color of black and yellow, and added a graphic with an explosion effect. Although it was rustic, it was indeed very eye-catching.

When I got closer, it seemed to be an event preview.