Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan left the small courtyard of that family after half a quarter of an hour, and continued her journey with the laughter of the children and the sky full of stars.

Pinglan City under the night gives people a sense of strange contradiction that is both quiet and noisy.

The quiet is because the night is too late, and the people who set off fireworks to celebrate the New Year are also returning home exhausted, but the noisy is because the quarrel similar to that family just now is often staged in various parts of the city.

In Song Ciwan's field of vision, he could see the invisible air all over the city seemed to be boiling, going forward and going up into the sky one after another.

Song Ciwan still maintained the original method, walking all the way and catching things at random.

If some people quarreled too fiercely, she would also release black worms to rescue them when it was convenient.

Song Ciwan knew very well that the sudden and rapid increase of the invisible air all over the city, the common people quarreled endlessly, and everyone's evil thoughts amplified, it must be an unusual situation.

During the New Year's Eve, the Illusory Nether City opens, and the influence of the Nether Qi on the human world has obviously intensified!
Song Ciwan actually hesitated for a moment, she considered taking out the Zulong coins for divination again.But after this idea turned in her mind, she quickly gave up on it.

With her current superficial divination skills, she really can't find anything special in divination. Even though Zulong Zhuqian can guide her in the direction, how do you know that this guidance will not be affected by some power in the dark?

The more Song Ciwan practiced, the deeper he thought about fate and life.

Think about that sentence that I often heard in my previous life: Fate, the more you count, the thinner it is!
How can it be considered as the traction of fate?
How can it be considered free?
Thinking back and forth, or as the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetful Heart says: If you don’t grasp a thing, you will enter nothingness.

In other words, let it be.

Water benefits all things without competing, so there is no way to compete with it.

So is it "fighting" or "not fighting"?

Song Ciwan walked casually, and once again saw the various states of the world.

People in the world are greedy, angry and ignorant, either for firewood, rice, oil and salt, or for love and hatred.

When there is not enough food and clothing, daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, and copper coins will occupy the main theme of the contradiction; but if there is no need to worry about food and clothing, or even rich family wealth, then there will be new worries.

For example, there is a family whose grandparents were in business and had a lot of money.During the New Year's Eve, the whole family gathers together, wives, wives, concubines, first-in-law and concubines, main and side branches... On the surface, they are all in harmony.

It turned out that one of the bastards had hidden evil intentions. He used a secret method to tamper with everyone's food. When the banquet was about to end, everyone except the bastard was poisoned and died!
The scene at that time was extremely tragic. The concubine looked at the corpses all over the floor and laughed wildly: "Dead...all dead! Good death! Everything is mine, wealth, rights, land, and me. Little Chuan'er, all of them belong to me, hahaha..."

Smiling and laughing, I don't know if it's because of the previous secret method, or because the world was too crazy that night. In an instant, this bastard suddenly had horns on his head, fangs on his mouth, and lumpy horns and thick hairs on his limbs. , a pair of hands turned into dense tentacles.

At that time, there was a strong wind in the deep house, and the demonic energy was soaring to the sky!

The bastard turned into a demon at this moment, jumped up and knocked down a house.

Rumble!
The brick wall collapsed, and the surviving servants in the house panicked and ran away screaming.

Song Ciwan happened to be passing by, and when she saw that there were still many boys and girls who had not combed their hair among these servants, and the patrolling the street was still far away, and none of them came, so she tiptoed Step lightly, and enter through the wall like an afterimage——

Yes, because he was in the other world, Song Ciwan could walk through walls at will when he was walking in this world.

Even not only through walls, as long as she wants, she can also "pierce people".

Of course, this approach is likely to cause discomfort, and Song Ciwan generally does not do this.

She used back-to-basics Fly on Grass, and in an instant came to the bastard who had transformed into demons. With a stretch of her hand, the five-poison jar opened, and dense black worms rushed out, surrounding the bastard who had transformed into demons in an instant.

The bastard turned into a demon, with infinite power.

He protruded a puff of devilish energy from his mouth, and killed many black insects in an instant.

The black worms fell down cracklingly, and the grass and trees on the ground were scorched in pieces.

Song Ciwan put one hand on the black armor knife at his waist, ready to use the knife at any time to support Hei Chong.

However, after several rounds of fighting with the black worm, the bastard who transformed the demon suddenly collapsed, as if an inflated doll was suddenly pierced with a big hole, and suddenly he yelled With a sound, they shrank into a ball.

The horns on his head disappeared, and so did his scales and thick fur.

He shriveled up on the ground, looking at the terrifying black insects flying around him, he suddenly hugged his head and cried bitterly: "No, don't come here, father, aunt, elder brother... let me go, Wen'er will come later!" Never dare again!"

It turned out that for some reason, he actually regarded these black worms that appeared suddenly as the undead relatives.

Song Ciwan stood aside, she was really surprised at that time, she really didn't expect such a turning point.

The scales of heaven and earth appeared automatically, and a cloud of energy was collected: [Desire for demons, mortals turn into demons, and they are also demons among humans. Shock, fear, fear, three catties and six taels, can be traded. 】

This is the first time that Song Ciwan collected something like "devil desire".

And the concubine who was crying on the ground spit out again: "Don't blame me, you can't blame me! Who told you to separate the family? Why can the elder brother get [-]% of the income, while the rest of us brothers can only get one piece together?" become!"

"They are all father's children, why! Why?"

"Ah! It hurts! Let me go, let me go! Father, aunt...ah!"

The black worm charged up, and the weeping bastard lost his special ability after being demonized, and was bitten by the black worm and rolled all over the floor.

He rolled and cried, sometimes uttering words of remorse, and sometimes full of curses.

Cursing and cursing, the magic horns on his head tended to grow again.

But the black worm gnawed too fast, and his pair of magic horns failed to grow after all.In the end, he shrank to the ground completely silent.

Song Ciwan recalled the reluctant black worms, not allowing them to continue devouring the flesh and blood in front of him.

It's not that Song Ciwan is reluctant, but that the energy of the Five Poison Pot is becoming saturated. If the black worm continues to grow, Song Ciwan is worried that the Five Poison Pot will get out of control!

She suppressed the five poison pots in the sea cave again, and then waved her hand, the heaven and earth scales flew out, and the scale pan turned around, and took away the demon corpses on the ground.

[The damaged flesh and blood of mutation and demonization, two-star, can be traded for sale. 】

Song Ciwan took away the demon corpse, and stood there for a while, only to see the servants of the mansion running around suddenly stop, and someone exclaimed: "The third master is dead! No, the third master is gone?"

Then, someone cried and cheered again: "It's really gone? Woohoo... We don't have to die, that's great!"

In the distance, it seems that the soldiers of the City Patrol Division have noticed the movement here and are rushing in line.

Song Ciwan's figure flickered, and he left the house quickly.