As early as when Dan Xiaobao broke out the miracle, Zhang Qi had a vague feeling that someone was always watching here, but he never found out who it was. The person who could hide so deeply seemed to have the ability to hold his breath. It's really extremely profound.
As if he felt Zhang Qi's gaze, this man did not avoid it. Instead, he stared straight at Zhang Qi. It was not a good thing to be stared at by an unknown person. He had to know something about this person. Zhang Qi simply walked towards him.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Qi. What do you call me, senior?" Without knowing why, Zhang Qi pretended to be stupid out of habit.
"Follow me." The man said nothing and walked directly to a nearby house on his back.
Dressed in a gray robe, with a popular face and a popular figure, one would never notice anything different among the crowd. However, he gave Zhang Qi a very mysterious feeling, but this mystery did not bring any confidence to Zhang Qi. Murderous intention, this is a very strange feeling, but Zhang Qi intuitively felt that this person should not be hostile to him.
Trust your feelings.
Zhang Qi followed.
This is an old house facing north. A musty smell can easily tell that no one has lived in it for a long time and it is a bit dark and damp. This man seemed to like this feeling very much. He was standing in the corner of the house. He didn't know whether he liked the darkness there or hated the sunshine.
In fact, Zhang Qi has always had this feeling before. He likes to think about problems in the dark without anyone, because that feeling will bring him a lot of inspiration, calm his mind, and bring a strong sense of security and safety. intimacy.
"Little guy, can you tell me how you did it?" The man in gray robe asked inexplicably for a second. It turned out that the sentence had no beginning and no end, but Zhang Qi felt that this man seemed to know something. He wouldn't There is no need to completely deny everything like just now, because he knows that people who like darkness must not like hypocrisy.
Moreover, the man in front of him put a lot of pressure on himself. This pressure was even far stronger than those of Gongye Bo. In this world where life is so fragile, Zhang Qi did not dare to gamble like before, because at least 99% There is a high probability that Zhang Qi will be killed in one blow after his next lie. Under this high-pressure situation, Zhang Qi's brain was operating at an unprecedented speed.
Before eliminating at least hundreds of options, Zhang Qi decided to take a gamble.
"If I guess correctly, your strength can actually make everyone here spit out all the secrets they know, including me, but I don't know why you didn't do this, respected Lord Death." Zhang Qi said slowly .
The man in gray robe was shocked. He had absolute confidence in his ability to hide his strength. Even people of the same level could not detect it. The mortal in front of him who did not even have the blue level could actually discover his strength. Moreover, with his strength How else to know that he is the god of death.
God of Death, this is an honorific title for the undead who have reached the purple level. Although most people in this world don't like the undead, when an undead reaches the purple level, you must respect him as the god of death, because this is no longer a matter of liking or disliking, but a matter of fear or not. .
In this world, if a title contains the title of God, which one is not a superior master, it means the existence of a super master. Because rising from the blue level to the purple level is a real moat-like existence. Even across the continent, Death is still a nightmare.
But now, a mere civilian dressed in white actually dares to talk in front of a god of death. This is unbelievable no matter what.
But for the God of Death, he doesn't care at all. For him, he just wants to know what he wants to know. It doesn't make much difference whether he is a rude master or a civilian standing in front of him, because if he wants to kill, it will be difficult. it's the same.
"Jie Jie Jie... interesting little guy." The man in gray robe smiled coldly, "Although I don't know what method you used to deceive the test stone, but it is a pity..."
The man in gray robe rarely showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "If it hadn't been so coincidental that my blood was on this undead test stone, you would have really been deceived by you."
The man in gray robe didn't seem to care about Zhang Qi's expression, and said to himself: "When you first came into contact with this test stone, I clearly felt that this test stone was strongly excited and impulsive. Following the guidance, you rushed out directly. You definitely couldn't fake this feeling, but it felt strange that something was blocking it, which made it very frantic. But at this moment, you suddenly jumped on your own initiative. Come on, of course, you can only deceive those fools outside."
Zhang Qi's heart was beating wildly. This was the first time in his life that he had been speculated to this point. He didn't know what this man wanted to do, but he would never allow himself to follow the other person's rhythm. If he couldn't take the initiative, he would be in trouble. With such a disparity in strength, death is inevitable!
"Lord Death, please make your intentions clear." Zhang Qi could only interrupt on his own initiative.
"My name is Zong Gui. If you have a chance, come to Gui Valley and find me." Zong Gui, a man in gray robe, seemed to be unwilling to follow Zhang Qi's words and said calmly.
For some unknown reason, the god of death named Zonggui sighed inexplicably, as if he was suddenly no longer interested in the answer he wanted, and turned around and suddenly disappeared. He disappeared, really disappeared. Zhang Qi looked at the person in front of him without blinking, but he just disappeared, as if this person named Zong Gui had never appeared before. A cold air seeped out of Zhang Qi's back. Is this speed? Or is it some kind of movement technique? Are they really ghosts and gods?
This man named Zong Gui is definitely the most powerful person, or the most powerful ghost, that Zhang Qi has ever seen so far.
But at least he came to the conclusion that this Death Sect ghost was not hostile to him, and even hinted that he could go to a place called Ghost Valley, although Zhang Qi didn't know what place it was. But these are not issues that his current strength can consider.
After going out, I saw that Dan Xiaobao and the others were still there. I guess they were waiting to say goodbye to Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi has experienced this kind of clutching and clutching scenes, and has experienced it many times. He knows that the feeling is not very good, so he should avoid it if he can.
"Everyone, listen to me." Zhang Qi struck preemptively.
"The separation is only temporary now. I believe that one day, we will get together again. By that time, we will no longer be a group of new people. Come on, everyone!"
Zhang Qi could only say goodbye to everyone at once. If they came one by one, Zhang Qi's weak emotional intelligence would really be unable to bear it.
Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to wave their hands and follow their powerful men towards the teleportation array.
In the end, only Zhang Qi and Xuan Tiancheng were left at the scene.
"Let's go." Zhang Qi said.
"Where are we going?" Xuan Tiancheng couldn't help but ask.
"Crescent Moon Town."
Cangyue Town, a town-level tribe under Tianqi City, is located in the easternmost part of Tianqi City. Surrounded by mountains, it is the poorest town under Tianqi City. Its economic and cultural development is not even as good as that of a village under other towns. The only thing that can prove its existence at the town level is probably its area.
And Zhang Qi's goal is this Canyue Town, which has nothing and is lagging behind in everything.
The reason why Zhang Qi chose Canyue Town was also based on his actual situation:
First, the place must be remote. The bustling and high-profile atmosphere is prone to other minor issues. This is the best choice for a newcomer who does not have any power to protect him.
Second, the class structure is relatively simple. It is best to be in a place where there are not many big or small forces. He didn't want to spend his time on such intrigues either.
Third, the organization must reach the town level or above, because only the town level organization can have a complete management system, such as weapons stores, pharmacies, and teleportation arrays.
Obviously, Waning Moon Town is the only town that meets all of these criteria.
However, when Zhang Qi actually came to this place, he was really uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wanted to curse.
First, the transmission fee is too expensive. Just one trip costs as much as 500 Bliss Coins per person. Half of his wealth was lost in shipping costs alone.
Second, the transmission fee is expensive because it is actually a one-way transmission. It is not that this function is set up to be one-way, but the return transmission function is broken, which means that their current situation is: they cannot go back. Got it!
Thirdly, this teleportation point was actually built in a valley with few people, although Zhang Qi also wanted to be in a place with fewer people.
But...but...holy crap, this is a place with few people, it's just a fucking hill, you can forget it at a glance, not to mention the shadow of a person, not even a bird.
Looking at the traces on this teleportation array, no one has used this thing for at least some years.
You, the Master of the Bliss Realm, don’t worry about charging more for teleportation fees, but you are actually a bad guy. You have money to charge teleportation fees, but you don’t have the money to repair it. You just keep the teleportation fees for yourself, let me test.
And if you want to die, you are actually building it in an uninhabited valley. Who is so sick as to put the teleportation array in this damn place? Could it be that he is a pervert and a lunatic.
Zhang Qi squatted on the ground with a black line on his head, feeling depressed.
Xuan Tiancheng was even worse than Zhang Qi. He burst into tears immediately.
"How could a handsome guy like me die inexplicably on a barren mountain in a matter of seconds before the majority of female comrades could admire my unparalleled heroic appearance?"
"Brother Qi, what a stupid idea you have. If you don't have a brain, then you don't have a brain. Why did you choose a pig's brain? It's just a pig's brain. You're using an expired pig's brain. Even though it's a pig. The brain is a bit stupid, but it’s still a brain after all, but you can’t be so generous as to take out the contents and replace them with grass.”
Zhang Qiyi really didn't expect that such a handsome guy with such a graceful manner could scold people so vividly that he was completely possessed by Master Xing. He was really no worse than himself.
The two had a fierce argument, but they vented their inner dissatisfaction and felt much better. But complaining is just complaining, and we have to keep walking.
