Return from the second dimension

Lingyun Jewelry Store is never open during the day, so it is very unusual, and it is also famous on this remote street.

It is said that those customers who visit at night have not simple identities. After all, a random item picked here has a price that ordinary people can't match.

Ordinary people do not know this secret information that is only circulated in a special circle because of their identity, and they can't afford it even if they know it.

Although it is closed during the day, the owner of the shop is not idle. Instead, he carefully makes the accessories, blending the spirits collected through hard work into it, and blending them with the accessories.

This kind of spirit body is also a tool spirit, although there is a certain gap compared with the spirit body that relies on natural creation, but it is enough for ordinary people.

Sister Xiaoqing’s boss, Uncle Tong, has an ancestral craftsmanship, and can make special spirit artifacts from the gathered Orphan spirits and sell them to those who need them.

After the customers return these accessories, they need to be careful to support them, so that they can bless their own fortunes, wealth and prosperity.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. To put it bluntly, the function of this kind of magical weapon is to absorb the fortune of the surrounding people, so as to fulfill the owner who wears it. Therefore, knowledgeable people will subconsciously stay away from the person who wears the magical instrument, so as not to affect their own fortune.

A higher-level spiritual weapon will have the effect of protecting, and it can also steal a trace of luck from the law of the sky, allowing the wearer to step forward.

Any spiritual weapon of this level will have a higher demand for support, the price is scary, and there is still no market!

Old Tongtou had only made two high-level spiritual weapons in his entire life. The first one was sold many years ago, and the other one was kept for himself, and he took care of it every day.

But last night he obviously felt Qi Ling's restlessness, and at the same time there was a feeling of fear, which was better only during the day.

The cause of this situation, Lao Tongtou also knew, it was the ghost king who appeared in his store.

The ghost king that Lao Tongtou was afraid of was a king-level spiritual cultivation, and in this plane, it was a super existence that only existed in legends.

It is said that this world can't tolerate them at all, once they have the cultivation base of the ghost king, they will go to another world.

Old Tong had never dreamed that he would be lucky enough to encounter this legendary existence in his life, but the whole process was not wonderful, and he was frightened.

Frightened and sent away Xiaoqing from get off work, Lao Tongtou closed the door of the shop and went to the closed room upstairs, ready to support his spiritual weapon.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked upstairs, he saw a young man sitting leisurely on an upstairs chair, seemingly waiting for a long time.

The young man Tongtou knew him. He had been to the shop with Xiaoqing before, and he seemed to be called Su Huanzhen.

Seeing the other person's smile, Old Tong's head and heart "chuckle", and he was inexplicably flustered.

Although he was a monk with a decent spiritual protection, ordinary people were vulnerable to a blow in front of him, but in front of this seemingly ordinary young man, Lao Tongtou didn't even have any confidence.

"Little... Xiao Su, are you trying to...?"

Lao Tongtou stood at the door and hesitated for a while, ready to figure out what Tang Zhen's purpose was. Only because the other party could come here quietly, but he didn't know anything beforehand. Lao Tongtou knew that being a teenager is not easy.

The old man and the horse are old and slippery. They have lived for most of their lives. If they didn't even realize this crisis, they would have died under the plot of many enemies.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke his words, he heard a rant, and then saw a young man who looked like a dangling man at the top of the stairs leading to the top floor.

This young man was wearing a black robe. He didn't know what the material was, but he was so gloomy that he knew it was extraordinary at a glance. Compared with the treasures he regarded as a treasure, it might only be considered rubbish.

As soon as he finished sighing the other party's special robe, Old Tong was stunned, because behind the young man, he was followed by a chubby child who was his own little beanie.

It's just that Qi Ling's face is full of grievances and panic right now, like a little rabbit shivering all the time, following a Tyrannosaurus rex, for fear that the other party will swallow him in one bite.

"Xiaodouzi, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that his Qi Ling was wronged, Old Tong couldn't care about anything, and after asking a question, he walked towards Qi Ling.

"Dare to be presumptuous in front of the uncle, and let me go!"

Upon seeing the situation, the guard who was walking in the front uttered a word directly, and at the same time an invisible force appeared, pushing him somersault.

"Don't be rude!"

Tang Zhen's voice came, causing the guards to shrink their necks, and after a flattering smile at Tang Zhen, he turned his head and helped Old Tong's head up again.

"Old man, if your legs are inconvenient, you have to be careful when you walk, otherwise it is easy to misunderstand!"

The hippie smiled supported Old Tong's head, and the guards also kindly reminded him that he almost fainted with anger.

Grandma dropped her legs. It's clear that you made me somersault, okay, now you have to pretend to be a good person, really treat me as a bully?

Although he was very unwilling, but Old Tongtou knew in his heart that the opponent's strength must be extremely strong, and he was not an opponent at all.

Perhaps even the ghost king who protects Xiaoqing is not the opponent of this young man!

What happened in the past two days? Why are some abnormalities popping up one after another? I wonder if the old man's heart is not good and he can't stand this kind of stimulation at all?

After seeing Old Tong's head, Qi Ling named Xiaodouzi twitched with a chubby face, and cried out with a "wow".

He lowered his head and ran over, hiding directly behind Old Tong's head, showing only half of his small face, looking at Tang Zhen and the guards timidly, as if he was aggrieved.

"What do you want to do, just say it!"

This Lingxiaodouzi has been with Lao Tong for more than 20 years, and it is not much different from his son. Seeing him being wronged, Lao Tong's head hurts so much, and his original sense of fear is also thrown out of the sky.

"Please rest assured, the purpose of my coming here is to trouble you with one thing, and it will not affect your normal life!"

Tang Zhen looked at Old Tong's head with a trace of anger, smiled and explained, then winked at the guard.

The guard nodded and turned his palm up, revealing a light ball the size of a pigeon egg.

"Little guy, your luck is coming, don't thank me!"

Throwing the light ball away, flew in front of Xiaodouzi, the guard poked his mouth and said.

Seeing the jumping light group, Xiaodouzi, who was still terrified, immediately widened his eyes, and then showed a drunken expression, like a swimming fish with its tail shaking constantly, floating in the air and swimming towards the light group.

Old Tongtou also froze for a moment. He couldn't see that this was a mass of energy essence. As long as Xiaodouzi swallowed it, there would be unlimited growth possibilities in the future.

If this kind of treasure is usually seen, Lao Tongtou will get it for Xiaodouzi after all his life, but now he hesitates when it is sent to him.

Grabbing the little bean who was floating in the air and still craned his neck, Old Tong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, only to find that he couldn't say those words at all.

Tang Zhen just looked at him quietly, and the guards showed a disdainful expression, and sneered at Old Tong's head: "You don't want to think about the identity of the uncle. Will you bother to calculate your kind of shrimp-level monk?"

"Since it's given to you, then you just take it, don't think about those useless things, of course, if you don't want it, I will take it back!"

Hearing the words of the watcher, Old Tong's head was like a frightened rabbit. He grabbed the light ball in the air and stuffed it directly into Xiaodouzi's mouth!

Just kidding, this kind of good thing is before you, if you still look forward and backward, it will really be a waste of life!