Otherworldly Merchant

“Chopper, huh?” One of the guys, who seemed a little brave, copied a knife and bit his teeth and slammed them down with his eyes closed.

When!

The machete fell on his wrist and made a golden iron symphony. He looked down, but it was between the blade and wrist, crossing a dining knife.

While the others were kneeling alongside him, only a little further away, he also knew that I must have done it.

The guy's face immediately turned ugly.

He may be wondering, I want to cut off my hand and not absolve myself. Is it my sin that I have to trade my life for it?

I looked at them and I said, "Although you are a little more or less offensive, you can do less evil, and you have a chance to change your mind. ”

Then I pulled out five spiritual symbols and threw them over. “Each of you left a drop of blood on the note and signed a death warrant for the devil. If you do good deeds in the future, you will die after a hundred days of torture. Leave the blood deed and you can go. ”

“Okay!” The guy who had previously prepared the knife to hurt himself did not hesitate to cut his finger off and dripped up.

Then he bowed down to me.

Several others looked at each other, and the blood dripped down on the note.

After watching them all disappear, I picked up the charm.

It's just some common spiritual character.

Good deeds or good deeds in the future, don't say you can't be sure, even the heavenly will can't judge.

For example, you see a wolf hunting a sheep, and you kill a wolf to protect it.

You might think that saving one life is good.

But what you don't know is that just because you kill a wolf, or cause the wolf to fail to catch a sheep, some of the little wolves in the nest will starve to death.

Saving lives and killing lives. Is that good or evil?

Someone was poor, and you gave him money out of kindness.

You might think it's good to save people from poverty.

But perhaps because of your financial support, this person has given up on perseverance for a long time and on the success that can be achieved immediately. Thus comfort and the status quo, do not think about progress.

The fish boiled water and forgot the river.

Is that good or evil again?

So, everything in the world, good and evil, can be broken, even I can't recognize myself a little, so how can I reach a conclusion by simply passing a spiritual character?

I am merely refraining from doing evil deeds.

Don't be evil, but be generous. It's a shadow!

It makes sense with Wu Lao and Bad to teach the villains.

After a brief trim, I pulled out a spirit charm and placed a simple Ecstasy array on several staircases leading to the lower level.

Even after all the trouble, the police outside the building are fine, and the crowd watching is just about to come up.

But my purpose is not yet complete, and I must not let them in to stir this up.

Whether or not this Ecstasy is gossiping, that is, blocking the bottom-up path, is not affected in the slightest by the top-down.

Because this building has eleven floors.

There are plenty of ordinary people on the upper floors, and I have to get them out as far as I can.

We have to get out. We can't go in!

Take the steps to the fifth floor.

This floor is a singing room, and as soon as you cross the corridor, you hear the sound of a ghost crying.

As you can see from the gait of those people, almost everyone is drunk, drinking more or less.

The way to deal with this layer is also simple: I stacked a thick spiritual charm of my fingers in the door seams, one after the other, while people were not paying attention.

The lights in the studio were dim, and most of them drank alcohol, and the spiritual arousal was accompanied by a bit of confusion, and no one noticed that there was such a small note in the door seam.

Immediately, an unattended toilet was found to close the door and a legal formation was painted on the wall with sand on it.

Enable the three spirits to open the legs and pour half a bottle of leftover wine in the middle of France.

And then I jumped out the door while there was nobody left or right.

The action of this magic array and the spiritual character in the door seam is similar to hypnosis with a special drug!

To be more precise, a large array of illusions was arranged with alcohol as a primer.

Anyone who drinks, within the bounds of France, will listen to me!

Boom!

I knocked on a door.

There were seven or eight young men and women sitting together with a birthday cake on the table.

The candle just blew out, and the girl with the birthday crown is happily preparing to cut the cake for everyone.

I broke in all of a sudden and everyone was so stunned that they looked at each other and finally confirmed that nobody knew me.

“Downstairs, go home!” I snapped a finger at several people.

All of a sudden, like a puppet that had been pulled out of its head, these people drooled their heads, stood up honestly and came out of my face.

The birthday girl walked up to me and I put the repackaged cake in her hand and whispered a happy birthday.

In the next room, there's only one man and one woman.

It's weird for men and women.

The man had slightly white hair and a straight back, almost forty or fifty years old.

A woman with white hair, almost seventy or eighty years old, is an old lady.

Instead of singing, they snuggled together, and the woman held the man's arm tightly.

This old lady is so trendy...

“Go home!”

They bowed their heads and walked away, but the old lady's arms were still tightly surrounded.

Mm-hmm.

That's not right.

Once this matrix is formed, no matter how intimate the lover, no matter what the attitude of the last moment is, it will surely open.

You're you. I'm me. We should know exactly what we're talking about.

But it wasn't until they walked up to me that the old lady was carrying an empty sleeve tube, and the man broke an arm. And from the black and white mark on the man's forehead, it should have been left all year round in a military cap.

That's when I noticed the song they'd been listening to: "Old Mom in the Candlelight."

My heart aches and I really want to slap myself for the misunderstanding of my talent.

In the shadow of both of them, I accidentally saluted the first slightly clumsy military ceremony in my life!

In the third door, a couple of men and women.

The woman seemed a little drunk and leaned aside. The man bent his head close to the front, facing his lips.

“Downstairs, go home! ”

I didn't mean to interrupt good things, I just meant me at the moment. Whatever you do doesn't matter. What I need is to buy time and clean up the ordinary people in this building as soon as possible.

But when the woman sat up from the oblique position, I stunned!

Have you finally found your beloved home?