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Rui Zhe and Ming Qing set off in the morning, in charge of taking care of the unsettled matters on Third Street. Mystical Zero and Luo Mingshang will go with me, Ming Yu … I wanted to show her the store, but the damn kid insisted.

During the day, it was easy for him to have a headache. He slowly crawled out from under the bed. His hair was unkempt as he caressed the side randomly. Before he could touch anyone, he was picked up by someone in the next second.

"You have the scent of the King of Hell on you. Have you met her?" A charming voice sounded in his ear.

"Un," Dazed, she directly climbed onto his neck with her hands, "She was the one who did this to Ghost Market, she said that she had something to ask of me."

"What is it?" Luo Mingshang hugged me tightly.

"The recent events can be resolved together, so there's still money to be made." I groggily rubbed against his neck again. Then he felt his body stiffen visibly.

Luo Mingshang paused before putting me back on the bed, "The person next door is here. If you don't want to see him, I'll help you deal with him."

"Hmm?" I was instantly awake. Handle? "What do you want to do with it?" "No, I'm awake." If he was allowed to go, Mr. Qing Shui's life would probably end.

He pushed Luo Mingshang off the bed, put on his clothes, put on his shoes, went out and went downstairs with a spirit behind him.

I yawned and looked down at Qing Shui who was leaning on a walking stick and wearing glasses, "Mr. Qing Shui, is it time to go?"

"En, yes, there's still half an hour left. You should hurry up." Mr. Qing Shui, with his refined glasses, turned from a Taoist to a refined scholar in a moment of gentleness and gentleness.

"Let's go now." There was nothing much to pack up.

The car leaned on Luo Mingshang for another nap. Actually, Third Street was not too far away, other than the city, there was only a tunnel leading outside of the city. In order to not be discovered, we had to get off the car and walk to Third Street in the dark.

I didn't leave anyway. I was still asleep.

The only characteristic of street no. 3 was that once one arrived, they would immediately understand that this was the place. Even if one did not look, one would know that only street no. 3 would have such a strong aura.

Looking at this piece of land, I don't understand why the streets outside the city are so unsightly despite the fact that the inner city is so beautiful. They're clearly one, aren't they?

Third Street, this street, what was the meaning of its existence?

In the distance, there were already several temporary tents by the side of the ruins. Mr. Qing Shui took the lead and walked over, chatting with someone from the Guard.

The Mystical Zero had forgotten that I was wearing a cape and there were two white fluffy balls in front, "Boss, are you not feeling well?"

"It's okay," I said, shaking my head. Other than the bad smell in my nose and the sick feeling in my stomach, there was nothing else I could do. He took out three silver needles and pierced them into his meridians, sealing his sense of smell.

Luo Mingshang reached out and rubbed my head, making sure that there was nothing wrong before saying with relief, "If you're not comfortable, say it."

"En," I nodded, leaned together with Luo Mingshang and looked at the distant Ruo Ruo, "There are only three people here that can sense the location of the door, you, me, and the Mystical Zero." I said to Luo Mingshang, "Are you sure the door is here?"

Other than the Mystical Zero and Luo Mingshang, there were only a few in the Antique Street that were strong enough to sense the existence of the door, and that door was very weak. The door was something over there, and people could only sense the seal on the door using the Spiritual Energy. This was either superfluous or creating trouble for himself.

However … Forget it. Just do your job and get the money, and every time the door brings a lot of good stuff.

"Can you sense it?" I asked.

"I can't feel it," Luo Mingshang shook his head.

"Me too," the Mystical Zero nodded.

If he couldn't feel it, could it be that he was being deceived? I was just about to tell Deputy mayor that I shouldn't waste my time, and return home to take care of her. When I turned my head, a hint of red flashed into my eyes, and I was surprised.

My scalp tingled. That red was an umbrella, a red oil-paper umbrella. It was Yao Lan.

Was it her? Was it her? Why was she here? Uncle Sun isn't here? Then what was her goal? Door? Or perhaps, Antique Street had her next target.

"What's wrong?" Confusion.

I rubbed my head. It was just an illusion, probably an illusion. "Nothing, I was mistaken." In a place like this where trash is flying everywhere, perhaps it is some abandoned red umbrella, I am really too sensitive.

However, I still don't know what the consequences of this adventure will be. Maybe I shouldn't have come, maybe...

Red was like a shadow following her. I didn't know what her goal was or who her target was, but I felt that she had always been by my side. The red umbrella and red eyes, it was as if she was being watched.

This feeling had never ceased ever since Luo Mingshang arrived. It was that person!

Ever since Luo Mingshang came over, I started to have sleepless dreams too. I thought that when the old man came back, I would probably be around the same age as him.

"Let's go." I walked over while dragging Luo Mingshang and the Mystical Zero, with Ming Yu carrying a big bag behind his back.

As soon as he walked in, a person walked out from the tent. He was wearing a dark blue uniform and had half a hair on his head.

Do I have to tell you that I want to go back? I was tricked out by those old things, wasn't I?

"Why are you here?"

"What are you doing here?"

We both shouted at the same time.

After pausing for three seconds, Mu Chuan's face became darker and darker, "What are you doing here? This is nonsense, let's go back! "

"None of your business!" I glared at him. "The elders told me to come. You have to ask them for advice."

"Go back!" There was no doubt about it!

I continued to glare back at him, "I already said, if you want to make any objections, go to the Elders Guild. Let me go back. When the time comes, who will they blame me for?"

"Looking for me!" Mu Chuan calmly spat out two words.

"Scram!" "F * ck off, you might as well ask those old men for your opinion." Let me tell you, Rui Zhe and Ming Qing can only hold on for ten days or half a month at the most. After that time has passed, they must all leave, regardless of whether or not they have found the door, if anything happens, they will have to take the lives of your Guard brothers. " I warned her word for word.

Then, he brought Luo Mingshang and the Mystical Zero and circled around Mu Chuan. Exquisite walked forward.

This remnant should be the tomb of a duke during the Warring States Era. During that period, the person who communicated the most with underworld was King Lu Shang, but obviously, this could not be his tomb.