long night walk

Chapter 1652 Salesman

According to the old man's introduction, the "garbage" in this boat will not be protected by the ghost ship under the river. They are powerful and brutal, and will hunt and kill each other. Some of the extraordinary existences will sometimes even pose a great threat to the tenants here.

Mental erosion is everywhere.

However, many creatures here are still able to maintain their clear nature over a long period of time.

Just like the secluded boat on the river, just like the Ai dance, and just like the passengers on the boat with different personalities.

Bailian suddenly asked: "Is there anything in this world that can cleanse the polluted soul and spirit of living beings?"

The old man's head and body trembled, thinking that this kid lacked information, but always possessed that terrifying insight at all times.

He originally wanted to delay time, waiting for this kid to use his desperate fighting style to take advantage of the strange and polluted power here to temporarily gain powerful strength, and finally become a monster like those "garbage" and lose his nature. The "garbage" will not actively attack the "accessories" here, and he will naturally get rid of this kid's hateful clamp and control.

But this kid could even notice this, how can he play? !

Seeing that the old man was unwilling to answer this question for a long time, Bailian knew that, as he expected, the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint is eternal and unchanging no matter where it is practiced.

"If you don't say anything, it seems like you really have it."

Bailian's tone was smiling, but the old man felt a little dangerous. He realized that at this point, if he still tried to resist, he would suffer the consequences. He had no choice but to say with a sad face, "Yes, there is. In any world, transactions are inevitable. The monster paid rent to the river boat to obtain the right to live in the safe house. This spiritual cleansing Listening to the Rain Spring can also be exchanged through transactions."

Bailian asked: "Where can I exchange for this Tingyu Spring? It can be traded on the ship."

The old man grinned and said, "The authority of each monster is different. The authority of the river boat is the safe house, which is already a cheating ability in this world. Naturally, it is impossible to possess such a rare thing as Tingyuquan at the same time.

But Uncle Long, don't worry, the passengers on this boat also need the Tingyu Spring. There will be peddlers selling the Tingyu Spring on the river. If Uncle Long needs it, he can catch the garbage on this boat or the monsters in the river to exchange for the Tingyu Spring. "

Being able to cleanse his polluted spirit is exactly what Bailian needs most at this moment.

He had already made plans for a long battle here, but no matter how confident he was in himself, he could not estimate his upper limit in terms of the erosion of that mysterious power.

For him, Tingyuquan is the greatest tool for endurance.

Since there was garbage on the ship, he naturally didn't have to take the risk of causing trouble for the passengers.

Bailian pinned the old man's head to his belt, and casually pulled out a piece of his clothes and wrapped it around his eyes.

"In that case, let's clean up the garbage here first."

The old man's eyes rolled around, with a bad idea on his face. He immediately offered his courtesy, "Uncle Long, would you like me to lead the way for you?"

After all, no matter how perverted this kid is, he was blinded by Ayiwu.

There are many ways to harm a blind man.

Bailian smiled slightly, pretended to listen attentively, and suddenly took action. He swung his arm and swung a blood-red spear towards his head, nailing a monster as pale as a rice cake deeply to the ceiling above his head.

Blood dripped down the gun, but not a single drop stained his body.

The old man opened his mouth wide and looked dull.

He didn't even see clearly when the guy pulled out the gun.

Come to think of it, he was seriously injured in the battle with Ayiwu not long ago, so how come he has become so fierce and ferocious now?

This kid, how come he acts like he is not blind even though he is blind?

As strong as a mutated monster.

Bailian kept smiling and said, "I think that for such a small matter as leading the way, there is no need for you to come."

Why would he need to take the initiative to look for the "garbage" here?

He did not belong to any of the three categories on the ship, but was just a stranger who broke in here suddenly. His scent would inevitably attract the attention of the "garbage" here, just like the aroma of food attracting them.

For those passengers, he may be very attractive.

But these passengers have wisdom and consciousness, and after the battle with Aiwu just now, he showed his dangerous side to these passengers.

So at this moment, those strange gazes never disappeared, but it was not like when he first entered the cabin. All kinds of strange and endless malicious intent enveloped him without any disguise.

After these passengers calmed down, these "garbage" monsters without intelligence began to attack and sneak attack him indiscriminately.

Bailian's precise and clean moves made the old man tremble.

This guy's evil nature is even scarier than the monsters here.

By the way, this kid can summon the blood spear so smoothly without transforming into the black-haired appearance?

Bailian took off the monster's body and threw it into the Qiankun bag.

Fortunately, although this storage magic weapon is not a world-class one, its storage function has not been lost and it is still useful to the monsters here.

The "garbage" here are strong and weak, just like the thing killed by Bailian, which is not thought to be very powerful, but it is the first to come to the door.

Bailian would not be so naive as to think that he could buy the Tingyu Spring with the value of such small fish and shrimp.

I don’t think the value of Tingyuquan is much cheaper than the rent here.

Next, there is obviously another tough battle to fight.

Bailian was not in a hurry. He took off the wine gourd from his waist. There was still a lot of moonlight wine stored in it for a long time. He raised the wine gourd above his head, and the moonlight poured down like water and rain, forming a pure spiritual magnetic field, which began to surround his body.

The old man looked at the familiar and long-lost moonlight, and for a moment, his expression was dazed. ...

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Perhaps because the Black Shadow River has been silent for many years, this unknown long river has no waves. The boats move without wind and can travel thousands of miles a day.

After seven days, through the distant starlight, one could see the vague outline of a road on the river. On the river, there was a low house with two lanterns. In front of two old black wooden doors, there was a stall with few goods. All kinds of ghosts and monsters wandered in front of the stall. In that place not protected by rules, those monsters did not fight each other.

The peddler, dressed like a stall owner, had a pair of weird pigtails and was very short, but he seemed to be wearing a leather jacket that didn't fit him well. The skin on his face, hands and feet was all loose and wrinkled. He had to use some needles and threads to sew it up on the back of his body before it could be barely used.

He was wearing a gray and worn-out robe, with a long string of copper coins from an unknown era hanging around his neck. He was holding a black willow branch in his hand, and behind him was an ornament that looked like a shrine but was definitely not a shrine, with three thin incense sticks burning.

One after another, demons and monsters passed by its stall, calling out the monsters they had hunted and killed to purchase new goods.

The peddler tucked his sleeves in as if pretending to sleep, allowing the monsters to offer their prey and take the goods from his stall for exchange.

In this world where people hunt each other for food, a strange tacit order has been formed here.

None of the monsters of various shapes dared to quarrel. They all lined up in front of the stalls and took the goods on their own.

The peddler watched the thin incense sticks burning in front of the niche behind him grow longer and longer, but the price was growing slowly. He beat the table with a willow stick with an impatient look on his face, saying, "You monster cubs have become increasingly lazy these days. With such a small amount of capital, you still think you can get any good goods from me. If you don't work harder and become highly contaminated monsters, you will be hunted and will only be qualified to lie on my table for others to pick and choose."

The impatient beating made the monsters dare not speak out. They shrank their bodies and just wanted to pick up the goods they urgently needed and leave here as soon as possible.

The peddler looked with disgust at these lowly monsters as small as mud who were struggling in this strange world. Just as he was about to sneer out loud, a huge shadow suddenly fell over his head.

His face changed slightly, and his body shrank rapidly and hid in the niche.

A huge skeleton dragon corpse, completely black in color and emitting thick black mist that seemed to be tangible, slammed heavily onto the stalls on the river in a brutal and unreasonable manner.

The small houses could not bear the heavy weight and were crushed to pieces.

The monsters that did not have time to leave this place had their bodies pierced by the giant bone, and their screams filled the entire place.

Only the three long incense sticks in front of the niche remain burning.

The peddler stuck his head out of the niche, and the sarcastic smile on his face faded a little. He looked at the woman in red with an umbrella on her back, who was standing with one leg bent and stepping on the black bone dragon's skull, with a strange smile on his face.

"Oh my goodness, this black bone dragon comes from the Black Yin River. Ayiwu, how dare you sacrifice yourself and go to such a dangerous place this time."

Ayiwu had her back leaning against a bone spur as huge as a roof beam. Her originally beautiful white face was now dotted with green scabs, and strange bones that did not resemble a human had grown on her forehead.

This is obviously also about to enter a highly infected alienated state.

The look in her eyes was half clear and half crazy.

The peddler was horrified by what he saw.

The monsters living on this continent demonstrate their strength with more than just their physical strength.

It is even more necessary to maintain a clear mind.

Here, having self-awareness is more important than being alive.

Ayiwu has been here for many years. He has always acted arrogantly, relying on his strong strength. However, in the special area of ​​his stall, he also abides by the rules.

She traded goods today and killed so many of her fellow monsters. It was obvious that the dark side of her heart was no longer under her control.

Aiwu obviously didn't want to say any more nonsense to her. She jumped down from a great height, her red dress fluttering like a flame, revealing her empty left arm.

"Are you going to accept it or not?"

She stood in front of the niche with cold eyes, her icy voice suppressing the instinct and malice of crazy killing. Scarlet mist was dancing around her body. It was obvious that the high concentration of pollution had begun to madly erode her soul.

The peddler had never seen her in such a state of disgrace, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable evil excitement.

He hurriedly got out of the niche, and then a huge black mouth spread out from the niche, sucking towards the black bone dragon with force. The black bone dragon, which was as hard as gold and stone and had killed countless monsters, was quickly turned into dust and was all sucked into the niche, along with the corpses of the monsters attached to the bone spurs, which were all greedily swallowed up.

"Yes, yes. How can I not accept your deal with Ayiwu?"

Ayiwu glanced at the few remaining goods on the stall, her brows full of suppressed anger, "I want to listen to the rain spring and the green fish."

The peddler looked at the long thin smoke that instantly rose to three meters above the niche, and suddenly smiled. He took out seven black carps from the bag on his back, handed them to Ayiwu, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, there are a lot of black carps this year, Ayiwu, you can take them. I think your left arm was swallowed by the Black Yin River when you went down there. It needs to be healed."

Sensing the ill intentions of the peddler, Aiwu did not get angry. She smiled sinisterly and said, "You are forcing me to buy something because you see that I am seriously injured. You should understand that a black carp is enough to relieve my broken arm.

And the black dragon I gave you just now is enough to exchange for two bottles of Tingyu Spring."

The value of the remaining six black carps was obviously far less than that of Tingyuquan.

At this moment, it was obvious that she needed to deal with the high concentration of pollutants in her body more than the injury of a broken arm.

If the problem is delayed for too long and cannot be dealt with in time, she is afraid that she will really become a monster in this river, with no peace forever.

The peddler simply wanted to take advantage of her because she was injured and wanted to bully her and extort money from her.

Yes, the peddler abides by the rules of selling goods, but he is a crazy character who values ​​money over his life.

"Ayiwu, you also know that the influence of Guangyuan is getting stronger every year. It is already very difficult to collect Tingyu Spring, and now we have to risk being wiped out to collect that tiny bit of rainwater. You asked for two bottles. In previous years, I might have been able to give them, but tonight, your black bone dragon is far from enough. After all, the one who really does the deal is the niche behind me. If you can't feed Him, there is nothing I can do."

Facing this scoundrel's refusal, Ayiwu did not get angry. She lowered her eyes and smiled, with a sense of calm madness: "If the exchange money is not enough, there are other strange things here. If it is still not enough, there is you. You have served the God of Goods for so many years, and you are fat enough just by absorbing the incense here. I think it is not too much to exchange you for two bottles of Tingyu Spring."