The stall owner was already convinced that he had encountered a ruthless person.
In the spiritual world, there are many such ruthless characters, but they have fixed areas of activity.
In a market like his, there are very few ruthless people like him patronizing it because it is simply unprofitable.
So many years of experience are enough to confirm this.
It is precisely for this reason that the stall owner and his gang are thriving, and countless monks have been tricked by them.
For the Loucheng World, the Spirit Realm is indeed very far away, and without sufficient strength, it is impossible to reach here.
But for monks from other worlds, the spiritual world is not difficult to reach, and there are even special passages.
It doesn't take much time to reach the spiritual realm and then find the opportunities you are looking forward to.
While looking for opportunities, you must also take corresponding risks. It is indeed not uncommon to lose your life here.
It's just that I had bad luck today. I met a ruthless character like Tang Zhen and was counterattacked by him.
Two of his accomplices had their heads chopped off without any chance to beg for mercy or resist.
After all, he is a monk, and his strength is not too weak, but at this moment, he seems extremely fragile.
It's not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong and cannot resist at all.
The stall owner was heartbroken, and he knew from the looks of it that it would be his turn soon.
Accustomed to taking other people's lives, he cherished his own life more and more, and he was extremely frightened at this moment.
Especially when he has accumulated a lot of ill-gotten wealth but has nothing to enjoy, the stall owner does not want to give it up.
"No, we must stabilize the other party and then find a way to escape.
No matter how high the price is, never feel bad. As long as you are still alive, you will get it back sooner or later! "
The stall owner thought to himself, glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, and started wailing like crazy.
"Sir, please go around me, I really don't want to die!"
The stall owner wailed loudly and kept praying to Tang Zhen, not caring about his image at all.
If your life is about to be lost, what image do you need?
"I have many treasures, which can be said to be priceless. As long as you spare my life, I can dedicate all of these treasures to you."
After wailing for a long time and not seeing the sword fall, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that my begging and inducement have worked, and the most important first step has been completed.
As soon as this idea came up, Tang Zhen asked in a calm tone: "Tell me, do you have any good things that can save my life?"
Hearing Tang Zhen's question, the stall owner became more energetic and quickly replied: "I have a lot of good things, all of which are stored in the warehouse. If you want, I can give them all to you."
It was about his own life, so the stall owner didn't dare to be perfunctory. He tried his best to show off his family wealth, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.
Only after Tang Zhen was happy could he spare his life.
"Okay, but I will spare your life and take me to see your treasure."
Tang Zhen really wanted to see what the stall owner had in his inventory and whether he could come across the Origin Spiritual Treasure.
This kind of thing all depends on luck. Now that you have the opportunity to get it, you must not miss it.
As for the stall owner in front of him, he was not worth mentioning at all. As long as Tang Zhen was willing, a single thought could make him die without his body intact.
Tang Zhen waved his hand, and the power restraining 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.
"We must find a way to get rid of this madman. It's best to kill him again!"
A cold light flashed in the stall owner's eyes, and he was secretly planning in his heart.
Although he wanted to cut Tang Zhen into pieces with a thousand knives, the stall owner did not dare to reveal anything to avoid exposing any flaws. Tang Zhen was then killed casually by the angry Tang Zhen.
"The warehouse is not here, but in another place in the city. Sir, please come with me."
As the stall owner spoke, he once again led the way.
Different from 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 thinking about the rewards after the action was successful, and his heart was full of expectations.
But this time, there is a life-threatening demon king behind him, who can take away lives at any time.
It can be said that every step is frightening and every step is extremely difficult.
After walking out of the yard, the two walked through the market, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around them.
In this city, monks are not uncommon, but fighting with open swords and spears is rare.
The stall owner was injured, and Tang Zhen had a knife in his hand. It looked like he had just been in a fight.
The vendors operating in the market showed strange expressions after seeing this scene.
Some people were gloating about the misfortune, while others were secretly sighing, but most of them had expressionless faces, as if they hadn't seen it.
Faced with this kind of situation, no one would ever mind their own business, otherwise they would get into trouble.
The stall owner had been hiding for a long time and had no idea where he was.
As expected, the guys in this business are all cold-blooded and ruthless. When they see their accomplices in trouble, their first reaction is to protect their own safety.
The two walked through the long street and soon came to an area with dense houses. The streets became increasingly sparse with people.
“The warehouse is right here, in that big courtyard.
The stall owner pointed to the room in front and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking frightened.
"Will you deliberately set a trap to deal with me like before?"
Tang Zhen's tone was calm, but the stall owner was shocked.
"No, how could it be possible? I wouldn't even dare to kill you!"
The stall owner quickly explained loudly, fearing that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and cut off his head with a knife.
Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.
With a trembling look on his face, the stall owner 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. They only need to pay some storage fees."
While the stall owner was explaining, he also took out something like a token and showed it to the guard.
Looking at the stall owner's wounds, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him. The guard's expression was filled with scrutiny.
"Remember, don't make trouble."
The guard said in a calm tone and glanced at Tang Zhen, obviously reminding him.
The closed door was opened, and the two of them walked in. There was a long passage in front of them.
The stall owner walked in front, always lowering 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 stiffen slightly.
"Sir, I am indeed nervous."
The stall owner's tone seemed honest, but his violently shaking body had completely betrayed him.
He was really nervous, worried about what would happen next, worried that he would lose his life.
"Stop pretending, where is your helper? Why don't you show up quickly?"
Tang Zhen said coldly, looking towards the passage ahead.
With a flash of light in front of his eyes, the stall owner had disappeared and was replaced by a giant beast.
It stared at Tang Zhen, let out a low roar, and then pounced on him fiercely.
"Little tricks."
Tang Zhen did not dodge at all, but faced the giant beast directly, sweeping out the sword in his hand.
