It was not early, and when Rob was hurrying and hurrying at full speed, he finally arrived at the edge of the Thirteen Ruins in the hazy night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, perhaps because he appeared too late, he didn't encounter a sneak attack like the last time, but after going down to the ground and walking along the street for a while, he saw several disemboweled corpses lying on the street.

Seeing this kind of scene, he couldn't help frowning, and secretly sighed.

These corpses seem to be in good condition, it is estimated that they have just died, otherwise they would have been torn apart by the demon beasts, which also proves that this battle is estimated to have only ended soon, and he doesn't want to be involved, so he can only leave as soon as possible.

However, after not walking a few steps, he heard footsteps approaching this side quickly, and he couldn't help but be a little helpless, so he could only flash his figure and hide in the house on the side, and then find another exit in the house, and went around to avoid it.

But in this way, it is difficult to find the way to the night market street, but this also can't stop him, anyway, as long as he goes to a high place to look around, to the brightest and densest place of light, it's okay.

With this stupid method, he soon came to the night market street, and then slowed down his pace and leisurely walked around the street.

Although he was accompanied by Shang Song last time, because he had an obvious purpose, he was in a hurry, just like a horse, and he glanced at it, but this time, no one accompanied him, so he could watch it as long as he wanted, but he was more free.

But before that, let's fill my stomach first.

Rob walked into a noodle shop, ordered a bowl of noodles, and began to eat it with a sigh.

Eating too much meat, eating noodles occasionally, even if it is to improve the food, as for the pearl rice eaten in Chongfu Building the day before yesterday, this thing has no sales outside at all, and even if there is, it is ridiculously expensive, but it is not as affordable as the noodles that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Large pieces of meat, big wrist noodles, to ensure that you are full of food and drink.

Rob only took a few minutes to walk out of the noodle shop satisfied, touching his slightly supported stomach, and walking slowly down the street, ready to continue shopping, and take a walk to eat.

The night market street of the thirteen markets is much more lively than the night market street of the nine markets, the passers-by who are dressed strangely are bustling, all kinds of shouting and selling sounds, and the sound of striking iron gathers together, just like the temple fair that I participated in during the New Year.

The shops here are also cleaner and tidier than those in Jiuxu, and each has neon signs. It can be seen from this that the six major organizations are really interested in developing this night market street, after all, there are even things like neon signs that seem unnecessary, so how much electricity consumption will be per day?

You know, the market is very short of electricity, although the world's technology is very developed in some aspects, but in other aspects it is very backward, at least Rob has not seen any solar energy here, or other black technology power generation technology, but when he was in Jiuxu, he knew that the electricity came from a small power plant in the upper reaches of the Green Belt River.

But even so, after most of the electricity is supplied to the night market street in Jiuxu, the power used by the Darkmoon Colonist and the Thorn Ring is obviously insufficient, otherwise there would not even be a washing machine.

In comparison, the Thirteen Ruins are too extravagant, even the neon lights have come out, and I don't know how the electricity in this ruin city comes from.

Rob walked casually along the well-groomed streets, through the alleys, and by chance, he came to a very interesting place. This place seems to be dedicated to setting up stalls for people, and the open spaces on both sides of the street are full of stalls, and the stall owners stand guard their stalls, and they don't shout, they just sit and stare at the pedestrians who come and go.

On these stalls, the things placed are very trivial, there are fangs and bones of demon beasts, there are neck-beam jewelry similar to talismans, and even screws and some things that look like some kind of mechanical fragments, etc., there are many of them, and the types are strange, and many things that look like garbage can be placed on the stalls and bought as items, making people wonder what the stall owner is thinking.

Occasionally, a pedestrian may see something of interest, so he will stop and half-crouch down to pick up on the stall, and the stall owner will smile and come up to greet him.

However, even if it is a business, the voice of the boss and the customers is very small, and it is impossible to hear what is being said when they are far away.

When Rob first discovered this place, Rob also felt that this street was a bit like an antique street near where he lived, where there were also many such stalls, selling some porcelain, ancient coins and even ancient jade, etc., and occasionally he would go there for a walk after being in the house for too long, looking at those vases, porcelain bowls, etc., not to buy, just to enjoy the slow and leisurely atmosphere of this antique street.

Now, I don't feel like the slow atmosphere of the antique street, but it is full of a deliberate sense of mystery, and the sound of the seemingly ubiquitous Si Suo Suo is even more depressing.

At first, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but after walking around for a while, he felt that it didn't matter, walking along the street to the east and west, occasionally seeing something interesting, he would also squat down in front of the stall, pick up the thing and look at it, and the stall owner would come over and whisper hello to him.

His response is usually a slight nod, and without him having to say it, the boss will boast about what he has in his hand, what it does, and so on.

However, for him, no matter how powerful the other party says, if he doesn't understand it, he will not be tempted to buy it, so it is often the stall owner who foams at the mouth for a long time, and in the end Rob nodded, put down the things and left, ignoring the boss's complaining eyes, and continued to shop.

After passing by a few stalls, Rob's actions quietly aroused the interest of a man standing in the shadows. Just as Rob was leaving a stall and was about to continue walking, a man dressed very scruffily came over, looked around, and then hit Rob's arm with his shoulder.

"Brother, do you want to buy something good?"

When this person approached Rob, he was actually aware of it, thinking that the other party was a thief, and he was trying to steal something when he approached him, so he had already been on guard and was ready to catch the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party was trying to sell something to him.

Rob glanced at the man, dressed sloppily, with a dirty face, looking more like a homeless man than a businessman, plus mysterious and mysterious, looking like an underground worker, his first feeling was that he probably had met a liar.

With this thought, he was very interested, he didn't look like a rich man!

"I have a top-secret dot crystal here. Do you want it?" perhaps to add credibility to himself, the homeless man grabbed the side of his clothes and lifted it open, revealing a palm-sized hide.

Rob took a look, but was a little surprised to find that there were really some patterns painted on the animal skin, but whether it was a dot crystal diagram or not, before he could tell the difference, the homeless man covered his clothes, and looked at Rob with eyes full of vigilance and suspicion.

Is this a sleepy person sending a pillow? Or is this person just using this picture as bait? After thinking for a second or two, Rob decided to see what kind of medicine was sold in this liar's gourd, and asked directly, "How much?"

Seeing that the other party had an intention to buy, a trace of joy flashed in the homeless man's eyes, but soon he lowered his head as if he was afraid of being discovered, walked to a dark corner, and left a sentence before leaving: "It's not safe here." You come with me!"

Rob smiled, thinking that the liar was very interesting, and that he was so mysterious that it was as if someone was really trying to kill him, and in that case, he saw what was going on, and stepped along.

And just as he was walking with the homeless man into the dark corner, Shang Song, the captain of the seventh volcanic ash team, was passing by here, and happened to see Rob turn his back, and the side he saw at that moment seemed familiar, which made him wonder if he was dazzled.

However, when he saw the big sword behind him, he was sure that this person was really Rob, after all, it was estimated that Rob was the only one who would walk around with such a heavy big sword on his back.

Strange, didn't he say he went to the North Acropolis? Why are you still here?

Shang Song frowned, his gaze inadvertently falling on the person walking in front of Rob.

Although he didn't see the front of this person, he was too familiar with this person's dress and back, and he said in his heart, Okay, I saw another acquaintance. He saw the two acquaintances walking one after another in the remote corner, thinking of the bad deeds of this person before, and immediately understood what had happened to him, so he immediately said a word to the people around him, and walked in that direction.

At this time, the liar in Rob's eyes had led him to a remote and dark corner away from the street. After the homeless man stood still, he looked around cautiously, and only after finding that there was no one did he speak: "This crystal map of mine is the inheritance map of the Shen family in the North Acropolis, and I stole it from the Shen family with great difficulty. ”

"Oh, how much are you going to sell?"

As the homeless man looked around, Rob also glanced around, although this place is remote and dark, there is not much to use as a place for Tibetans, which also shows that this liar has no companions, perhaps, he just wants to use a fake dot crystal map to cheat money?

The homeless man's eyes were blazing, but he didn't speak, and only stretched out five fingers.

"Fifty Cassel?" Rob guessed.

The homeless man continued to open his fingers without speaking.

"Five hundred Cassels?" Rob continued to speculate.

At this time, the homeless man was a little anxious, and said: "Do you think a top-secret dot crystal map will only be worth a few hundred casso?" After speaking, he continued: "Originally, this dot crystal map was 50,000 cassos at the market price of the outside world! But you also know that the dot crystal map can be copied, and I am in a hurry to use the money, so I only need 5,000 cassos here!"

Rob smiled: "You know that you can copy it, so you dare to sell it for five thousand Cassels?"

"I always have to earn some hard money, right?" said the homeless man, "For this picture, I have been hunted down by the Shen family in the North Acropolis!"

"Why didn't it kill you?"

Hearing this, the homeless man straightened his chest and said, "Don't look at my appearance, this is deliberately disguised." With my strength, in the Thirteen Ruins, I don't want to say that I am one of the best, but I can also rank in the top ten!"

"Is it really that powerful?"

"Of course!" But the homeless man looked very confident, and he insisted: "If I am not powerful, how can I steal this dot crystal map from the Shen family?"

"Okay! Even if you're good, it has nothing to do with the dot crystal. Rob originally wanted to say whether to take him and try it, but after thinking about it, what if the other party was too weak and was killed? Although there was no trouble, the other party was not guilty of death, so he changed his words: "How do you guarantee that the picture is real?"

"I can show you a ...... first"

Before the homeless man finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from behind: "Don't look at it, I can guarantee that the dot crystal is real!"

This voice sounded a little familiar, Rob didn't remember who it was for a while, but the homeless man reacted instantly, turned around and was about to run, but he had just run a few steps away, but suddenly found that the person who was standing behind him before stopped in front of him at this time, and suddenly showed a stunned expression.

"What are you running for?" Rob had already remembered who the owner of the voice was, so he stopped in front of the homeless man.

"The man chasing me is coming! Do you think I can not run?" The homeless man said angrily, and he was about to flee, but at this moment, a cold voice floated behind him: "Stick, if you dare to run again, believe it or not, tomorrow the place where you sleep will become a street?"

Hearing this, the homeless man's body stiffened, and he no longer dared to run, but turned around, folded his hands, and begged for mercy from the person who had just spoken: "Caravan! Lord Shang! You can spare me! I don't dare anymore!"

"Hehe, don't dare?" Shang Song showed a sneer: "How many times have you said this?"

"I promise this is the last time!" the homeless man, known as the stick, begged for mercy.

"Get out! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now!" Shang Song was obviously very familiar with this stick, and said: "Go outside and find the people in the team, if I don't see you at the station, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Thank you! Thank you, Captain!" Hearing this, the stick became happy, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the person behind him shout, "Eh, you haven't shown me your dot crystal diagram yet?"

When he said this, the stick thought that Rob would not let him go, and turned around and begged for mercy: "Uncle, spare me!"

"Eh, I'm serious, show me the crystal map!" Rob didn't bother to explain, and said directly.

"Caravan...... Look at this ......" The stick turned his head pitifully and looked at Shang Song.

Shang Song looked at Rob, Rob shrugged at him, and Shang Song understood what he meant: "This is my friend!

As if he had been pardoned, he quickly took out a picture from his bosom, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it to Rob. At the same time, a light source stone was also thrown at the rod.