Return from the second dimension

After the alien lord finished speaking, he took his hands on his back and glanced at the crowd with a sharp look.

The waiting stowaways nodded slightly when they heard the words, and no one raised any questions.

Looking at the overbearing and tyrannical performance of the alien lord, it is estimated that even if you ask a reasonable question at this moment, you are afraid that he will be regarded as a provocation.

Because it is not pleasing to the eyes, the disqualification of participation is not something that has happened once or twice. I have long inquired about the stowaways who made such low-level mistakes!

So even if the conditions are harsher, the smugglers have to bite the bullet and agree to it, otherwise once they annoy these monks and are collectively blocked by them, they will definitely regret it!

Of course, according to Tang Zhen's guess, this kind of rules and rumors were probably deliberately done by the monk team, with the purpose of making the smugglers get used to obedience from the beginning.

It seems that the effect is quite good!

Although those monk teams often compete openly and secretly, it is rare to maintain an excellent tacit understanding when it comes to protecting their own interests externally. Many things are moving forward and retreating together.

In fact, it is only in this way that they can guarantee the monopoly of interests, and the strict rules formulated to their own benefit can also be smoothly implemented.

If someone dared to confront and challenge, these alien races would not hesitate to drew their swords and kill people, endlessly dying!

There was indeed a very high self-esteem cultivator who wanted to break this situation and even wanted to profit from it. As a result, their bones had been pressed at the bottom of the corpse throwing hole, and they had long been rotten!

Over time, this situation has been maintained, and no one dared to question or challenge anymore.

In fact, this is something that cannot be discussed. If you are dissatisfied, you can completely withdraw to ensure that no one will keep you.

Of course, the premise is that you have to be confident that you can cross the dangerous terrain of the mountains, otherwise you have to learn to shut your mouth obediently.

At this moment, the alien lord had carried a leather bag and collected brain beads from the hands of these smugglers, each with a lot of 51 cents.

Everyone obediently took their brains out of their pockets and handed them out, and then received a dark red monster frontal sign from the alien lord.

This domino has a "mountain" pattern on it. It should be a token of this monk team. According to the alien lord, as long as you wear this domino, no one will dare to look for it before setting off into the dangerous mountains. Their troubles.

In the next time, everyone needs to prepare food and water, as well as emergency medicine and supplies, and then wait until tomorrow morning to leave.

After the alien lord left, the crowd dispersed and began to wander around the bazaar.

Tang Zhen also began to purchase the items he needed along the way. Whether it was used or not was one thing, but at least he had to pretend.

In the past, when monks chose food, they would basically buy a brick cake made of miscellaneous grains and dried meat, which was strong and resistant to hunger. If stored properly, it would not deteriorate even if it was left for several years.

It's just that this kind of food has a faint smell of soil, and it is extremely hard when eaten dry, and it is really not a good food.

However, the situation is special right now, and smugglers don't have many choices. Even if they don't want to eat, they still have to buy a few spare parts.

In addition to a sufficient amount of food, medicines for healing and detoxification, diarrhea, and deworming are also indispensable, otherwise it is possible to take one's life in because of this small negligence.

As a result, after all the bits and pieces were collected, another large amount of brain was spent.

Poor homes and rich roads, no matter the original world or here, if you want to travel far, the money bag will always be thinner.

After turning around, Tang Zhen walked back with a swollen animal skin package on his back, attracting a lot of sneaky glances along the way.

After all, this kind of pocket full of items will always make the unruly person pay subconsciously and guess what good things are inside.

However, when these thieves sensed Tang Zhen's lord breath, especially after seeing the dominoes hanging from his waist, there was a hint of disappointment in their eyes, and they no longer paid attention to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen faintly noticed this, and secretly said that the 100,000 brains were not injustice, at least he could avoid a lot of trouble.

Tang Zhen was not afraid of these guys, but it was better to do more than to do less, not to mention that in the bazaar, he felt the aura of several extremely vague king-level monks one after another.

Although they thought they were hiding well, they still couldn't hide under Tang Zhen's special mental power.

If they are involved in certain disputes, many changes will inevitably occur, which is something Tang Zhen is trying to avoid now.

When they arrived at the meeting place, they saw only three or two stowaways sitting on the ground, not talking to each other, they were very wary of them.

They are afraid of missing the departure time, so they simply stay in place to rest tonight. After all, those monks' teams are aggressive and won't wait for you because you are late.

Fortunately, most of the monks in Loucheng are accustomed to sleeping and sleeping in the wind, camping in the wild is commonplace, but no one feels wrong.

Tang Zhen sat for a while, feeling quite boring, but he couldn't take out a book to read it, because it was too glaring.

After all, most of the monks in Loucheng are illiterate. It is normal for you to see monks dancing swords and swords, but if you see monks dancing and writing ink, you will feel extremely abrupt and incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Tang Zhen estimated that if he took out a book to read, it would definitely attract the attention of countless people, and even if his disguise was low-key, it would attract the attention of interested people.

However, sitting down is really boring, and the way of cultivating spiritual power is too shocking, and I am afraid that the whole Wanderers Market will be in chaos.

After idle left and right, Tang Zhen decided to keep going around.

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and dozens of foreign monks in uniform armor rushed straight to the alley in the distance.

Tang Zhen switched the map perspective and found that these alien monks were all managers of the market, and the place where they gathered was where he and the young man killed the alien monks.

At this moment, these alien monks were dispersing the onlookers, constantly lifting the corpse outwards, and at the same time there was a two-star lord looking gloomy, looking at the wound on the corpse.

Tang Zhen walked over slowly, and after getting closer, after hearing a few words of their conversation, he was about to turn around and leave.

It turned out that these alien monks initially thought that this was a fight in the nest!

Because one of the people in this group is missing a monk who uses a sword, and their lair's belongings have been looted!

These alien monks thought it was better, and they saved some trouble. As for why they had this judgment, and what happened later, Tang Zhen was not interested in knowing.

At this moment, Tang Zhen found that someone was watching him. When he followed his gaze, he found a wanderer with a panic expression, and quickly lowered his head when he looked over.

Seeing the wanderer's rapidly disappearing figure, Tang Zhen's mouth showed a faint smile.

At this moment, the alien monks had carried the corpse out of the alley, and then went straight to a small hill outside the market.

Tang Zhen watched from the sidelines and faintly heard the words "throwing the corpse hole" from the onlookers. When he moved his heart, he slowly followed.!