Chapter 2903： Treasure chest

The stall owner has determined in his heart that he encountered a ruthless role.

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

In markets like his, few such vicious characters patronize, because it is not profitable at all.

So many years of experience is enough to confirm this.

It is for this reason that the crowd of stall owners got mixed up. I don't know how many monks were killed by them.

For the world of Loucheng, the spirit world is really far away. Without enough strength, it is impossible to reach here.

However, for monks in other worlds, the spiritual world is not difficult to reach, and there is even a special channel.

It doesn't take much time to reach the spiritual realm, and then look for the opportunity you expect.

While looking for opportunities, you must also bear the corresponding risks, and it is not uncommon to lose your life here.

It was just that his luck was too bad today, and he encountered such a tough character as Tang Zhen, and then he was counterattacked.

Two of his accomplices had their heads cut off without asking for mercy.

Anyway, he is also a monk, his strength is not too weak, but at the moment it seems extremely fragile.

It is not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong to be able to resist at all.

The stall owner's heart is as dead as it seems, and he seems to know that he will soon be his turn.

Accustomed to depriving others of his life, he cherished his life more and more, and his heart was terrified at the moment.

Especially in the case of accumulating a lot of ill-gotten wealth, but not enjoying it, the stall owner is more and more unwilling to abandon it.

"No, you have to hold the other side and then figure out how to get out.

Even if it pays a great price, don't be distressed, as long as you are alive, sooner or later you will have a day to get back! "

The stall owner thought to himself, glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, and began to cry and mourn the ground.

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

The stall owner mourned loudly and kept praying to Tang Zhen, regardless of the slightest image.

Life is gone, what image is needed?

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

After wailing for a long time, he didn't see the sword fall, and the stall owner was relieved.

It seems that his begging and lure has worked, and the most important first step has been completed.

Just after the idea rose, I heard Tang Zhen asked in a mild tone: "Tell me, if you have any good things, you can change your life."

Hearing Tang Zhen's inquiries, the stall owner came to the spirit and quickly answered: "I have a lot of good things, all stored in the warehouse. If you want, I can give them all to you."

It's a matter of his own life, and the stall owner dare not be perfunctory. He desperately showed his family, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.

After Tang Zhen was happy, he was able to spare his life.

"That's ok, but it spares your life and takes me to see your treasures."

Tang Zhen really wanted to see if there was anything in the stall owner's inventory and whether he could encounter the source Lingbao.

This kind of thing depends on luck. Now that you have a chance, you must not miss it.

As for the stall owner in front of him, it is not worth mentioning at all. As long as Tang Zhen is willing, a thought can make him dead without a corpse.

With a wave of Tang Zhen, the power to restrain the stall owner disappeared, and he finally fell off the wall.

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

But he knew in his heart that this did not mean that he was safe and still alive today.

"You have to find a way to get rid of this lunatic, and it's better to kill him again!"

The stall owner's eyes flashed coldly, and he secretly planned in his heart.

Although he was anxious to kill Tang Zhen, the stall owner didn't dare to reveal half of it, so as not to leak the flaws, and then he was angered and killed by Tang Zhen.

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

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

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

Just before today, every time he led the way, he was pondering the gains after the success of the operation, and his heart was full of expectations.

But this time, followed by a life-threatening demon king, he could take his life at any time.

It can be said that it is shocking step by step, and each step is extremely difficult.

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

Monks are not uncommon in this city, but battles with swords and swords are rare.

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

The street vendors operating in the market saw weird expressions after seeing this scene.

Someone is gloating, others are secretly feeling, but more are expressionless, as if they have not seen it.

In the face of this situation, no one is ever bothersome, otherwise it will cause trouble.

The stall owner's buddy hid long ago and didn't know where he had run.

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

The two crossed the long street, and soon came to a densely populated area.

"The warehouse is here, in that large yard.

The stall owner pointed at the front room and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking like a sincere and fearful look.

"Are you going to set a trap against me just like you did?"

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

"No, why not, I dare not kill you!"

The stall owner quickly explained loudly that he was afraid that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and cut off his head.

Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.

The stall owner looked trembling, came to the gate of a courtyard, and greeted the guard at the door.

"This is a treasure house for rent. Anyone can store unused treasures here, and only need to pay some storage fees."

While the stall owner explained, he took out a token-like thing and gave the doorman a glance.

Looking at the stall owner's wound, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him, the guard's expression with a look

"Remember, don't make trouble."

The guard said in a light tone, glancing at Tang Zhen, apparently reminding him.

The closed door was opened, and the two walked in. There was a long passage in front of them.

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

In the long passage, only footsteps echoed, but there were no other sounds.

"You look nervous."

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

"Sir, I'm really nervous."

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

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

"Don't install it again, your helper, why don't you show up quickly?"

Tang Zhen said coldly, looking at the passage ahead.

There was a flash of light in front of him, and the stall owner had disappeared, but replaced by a giant beast.

It stared at Tang Zhen, uttered a low roar, and then flung up fiercely.

"Sculpture of the worm."

Tang Zhen did not evade at all, but directly faced the beast, and the sword in his hand swept out.