Return from the second dimension

The stall owner had already determined in his heart that he had encountered a ruthless character.

In the spirit world, there are many such ruthless characters, but they have a fixed area of ​​activity.

In a market like him, there are rarely such ruthless characters patronizing, because it is simply unprofitable.

So many years of experience is enough to confirm this.

It is for this reason that the stall owner and the group of people have been mixed up. I don't know how many monks have been entrapped by them.

For the Loucheng World, the Spiritual Realm is indeed very far away, without sufficient strength, it is impossible to reach here at all.

But for monks in other worlds, the spiritual world is not difficult to reach, and even has a dedicated channel.

It doesn't take much time to reach the spiritual world, and then look for the opportunity that is expected.

While looking for opportunities, he must also bear corresponding risks. It is indeed not uncommon to lose his life here.

It’s just that today’s luck was so bad that he encountered a ruthless character like Tang Zhen, and was counter-killed by the opponent.

Two of his accomplices had no chance to beg for mercy and resist, so their heads were cut off.

At any rate, he is also a monk, his strength is not too weak, but at the moment he is extremely fragile.

It's not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong to resist.

The stall owner's heart was ashamed, and he knew it from the looks of it, fearing that it would be his turn soon.

Accustomed to depriving others of their lives, he cherishes his own lives more and more, and his heart is terrified at this moment.

Especially when a lot of ill-gotten wealth has been accumulated, but not enjoyed, the stall owner does not want to abandon it.

"No, you have to stabilize the other person, and then find a way to get out.

No matter how great the price is paid, never feel distressed. As long as you are still alive, you will get it back sooner or later!"

The stall owner thought in his heart, glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, and began to weep and cry.

"Sir, please go around me, I really don't want to die!"

The stall owner wailed loudly, begging Tang Zhen constantly, ignoring the slightest image.

Life is dying, what image do you want?

"I have a lot of treasures, which can be said to be invaluable. As long as you can spare my life, these treasures can be dedicated to you."

After wailing for a long time, and did not watch the saber fall, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my own plea for profit and inducement has worked, and the most important first step has been completed.

As soon as this thought came up, Tang Zhen asked in a light tone: "Tell me, what good things do you have, you can get your life back."

Hearing Tang Zhen's question, the stall owner came to his spirits and quickly replied: "I have a lot of good things, all of them are in the warehouse, if you want, I can give them all."

It was about his own life, and the stall owner dared not be a little perfunctory. He desperately showed his family background, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.

After Tang Zhen was happy, he could spare his life.

"Okay, but spare your life and take me to see your treasures."

Tang Zhen really wanted to see if there was something in the stall owner's inventory and whether he could touch the original spirit treasure.

This kind of thing is entirely based on luck, and now that there is a chance to get it, it must not be missed.

As for the stall owner in front of him, it is not worth mentioning, as long as Tang Zhen is willing, a single thought can make him dead.

Tang Zhen waved his hand, and the power that bound the stall owner disappeared, and he finally fell from the wall.

The stall owner treated the wound, and thanked Tang Zhen repeatedly. The surprise of the rest of his life made him almost cry with joy.

But he knew in his heart that this did not mean that he was safe, and his life was still hanging by a thread.

"You must find a way to get rid of this lunatic, and it is best to kill him again!"

The stall owner's eyes flashed with cold light, secretly planning in his heart.

Although he wished to slash Tang Zhen thousands of times, the stall owner did not dare to show half of it, lest he leak the flaws, and was subsequently killed by the angry Tang Zhen.

"The warehouse is not here, but another place in the city. Your Excellency, please come with me."

While the stall owner spoke, he led the way again.

Unlike just now, his mood was extremely complicated this time, worried that he would be killed by Tang Zhen.

Just before today, every time he led the way, he was thinking about the harvest after the action was successful, and his heart was full of expectations.

But this time, there was a deadly demon behind him, who could take his life at any time.

It can be said that every step is startling, every step is extremely difficult.

After walking out of the yard, the two passed through the market and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them.

In this city, monks are not uncommon, but battles with swords and spears are rare.

The stall owner was wounded, Tang Zhen held the knife in his hand, and he saw that he had just fought a battle.

After seeing this scene, the vendors operating in the market showed weird expressions.

Some were gloating, others secretly sighed, but more were expressionless, as if they hadn't seen it.

In the face of this situation, no one will be nosy, otherwise they will get into trouble.

The guy of the stall owner had already hid and didn't know where he went.

Sure enough, the guys in this industry were cold-blooded and ruthless. After seeing their colleagues in trouble, their first reaction was to protect their own safety.

The two of them crossed the long street and soon came to a densely populated area with fewer people on the street.

"The warehouse is here, in that big yard.

The stall owner pointed to the room in front of him, and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking sincere and fearful.

"Will you deliberately set a trap to deal with me just like before?"

Tang Zhen's tone was light, but the stall owner was shocked.

"No, how could I not dare to kill me!"

The stall owner quickly explained in a loud voice, for fear that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and chop off his head.

Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.

With a trembling expression on his face, the stall owner came to the gate of a courtyard and greeted the guard at the gate.

"This is a treasure house for rent. Anyone can store the treasures they don't need here. You only need to pay some storage fees."

While explaining, the stall owner took out something similar to a token and gave the guard a look.

Looking at the stall owner’s wound, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him again, the door guard’s expression was full of scrutiny

"Remember, don't make trouble."

The guard said in a faint tone, and glanced at Tang Zhen, obviously reminding him.

The closed door was opened, and the two walked in, facing a long passage.

The stall owner walked in front, always bowing his head.

In the long passage, only the sound of footsteps echoed, and there was no other sound.

"You look nervous."

Tang Zhen's voice sounded, making the stall owner's body slightly stiff.

"Your Excellency, I am really nervous."

The vendor's tone seemed very honest, but his trembling body had completely betrayed him.

He was really nervous, worried about what would happen next, worried that he would lose his life.

"Stop pretending, what about your helper, why don't you show up quickly?"

Tang Zhen said coldly, looking at the passage ahead.

The light in front of him flashed, the stall owner had disappeared, and replaced by a giant beast.

It stared at Tang Zhen, let out a low growl, and then rushed viciously.

"Small bugs."

Tang Zhen didn't evade at all, but directly faced the giant beast with the sword in his hand swept out.