Yu is late at night, and the Soul Garden is becoming more and more lively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Ran quickly swept over the table closest to her, and someone was throwing dice to bet on the size.

"Big big!"

"How can it be big? This game is definitely small, small! ”

There is wine, meat and beauty, the dancing girl dances, a song and dance is leveled, and some people on the gambling table are happy, winning the dazzling, some people are worried, the stimulation is found, but their own lives are difficult to protect.

"Childe, the little one is too talkative, you'd better weigh your purse and see if you have enough silver?"

"Hurry up, there is so much nonsense, beware of the master sucking you to death!"

"Hehe, Childe, you can lose again, do you think you want to leave your dirty pants, or do you want to keep your little finger? Presumably, Ling Zun must be reluctant to give up the right hand of the son, you, hurry up and bite your finger and write a blood letter. ”

Farther away, as far as the eye can see, on the long platform in the middle of the water, there are only a few people watching the exchange of goods, and they are gathered in front of an iron cage.

Qin Ran followed and looked over, and saw beauties curled up in the cage with their own skin colors and appearances, including Gaoli Meiji, Da Qin Yanniang, Jiangnan Lady, and even the Miao people from Southern Xinjiang who were glaring at them, and the cage on the other side was locked up with stunning men, from young children to adults.

"This way." She was watching, and Song Tian instantly patted the palm of her waist and reminded her to follow.

Turning around, Qin Ran lowered his eyes.

"Where there is a cause, there must be an effect." He saw her bow her head and said with relief.

Just like the sentence 'no trading, no killing', no desire, no greed, there will be no existence of the Soul Garden, Qin Ran doesn't need to feel powerless, this is the reality, the vast majority of people can manage themselves well, it's already very good.

Qin Ran looked up at him and didn't speak, she had experienced more brutal competition, and she wouldn't not understand.

They walked around the small half of the underground exchange and entered a room hung with red silk.

The room is not big, with mud walls, two wooden chairs by the door, and a middle-aged man behind the counter with two mustaches, the fingers of his right hand are constantly moving, and he is quickly playing a golden abacus.

"Childe Wanfu Jin'an." It wasn't until Song Tianxian put down a piece of paper folded in half and a ruby the size of a fingernail shell on the countertop that the middle-aged man stopped his abacus.

"Please wait a moment." Unfolding the paper, the man glanced at the items on the list and nodded.

That list was written by Qin Ran.

A quarter of an hour later, the man put a bag on the countertop, pushed it forward, said no more, and continued to bury his head in his golden abacus.

"Let's see if it meets your requirements." Song Tian didn't care about the man's attitude in an instant, let Qin Ran inspect things, and other places could get most of them, but the things he got from the Soul Returning Garden were undoubtedly of the highest quality.

"Hmm." Untied the belt and took a look, mumbled, and when the two of them lifted the red silk curtain and went out, Qin Ran said. "That's it?"

I thought that it would take a lot of trouble to go back and forth to the Soul Garden, but Qin Ran didn't know that the equipment and the map of southern Xinjiang were easy.

"Just take you out for a walk." If Qin Ran came here alone, he would definitely not be at ease, let alone agree, and she had him by her side, so it was another matter, but looking at her seemed to feel a little boring. "What, you want to play two?"

"Not interested." How could she be interested in the simple excitement and excitement brought by gambling.

Not to mention participating, even as a spectator, she didn't have much interest.

"What's the use of all those weird things of yours?" Seeing that she was not interested, Song Tianxian led her out and asked about some things in the bag.

"You'll know then."

"It seems that Qin Zhutou likes to sell Guanzi?"

"Huh..."Halfway down the road, Qin Ran stopped in vain, stretched his neck, and his eyes fell on one place, as if he could no longer move away.

"Ranran, you won't fall in love with that Qin slave, will you?" Song Tian instantly followed, her face changed, and she stared at the sturdy man in the iron cage for what she was doing?

In the center of the platform, in a corner that is not easy to attract attention, there are several half-human high stone pillars, the top of the stone pillar is placed with jade Ruyi, night pearl and bright glass, and at the bottom of it is randomly placed some sword blades, among them, there is an inconspicuous black stick.

Qin Ran stared at the black stick, and many fragments of his past life surged out of his mind in an instant.

"I want to see that." Qin Ran tugged at his cuffs and took a few steps forward.

The angle is different, and the things you see are very different, Qin Ran stretched out his hand and pointed, and Song Tian instantly saw that she was pointing to a black stick in the corner, not a beautiful man in an iron cage, and suddenly his heart was relieved, and he threw two golden spikes into the silver basin next to the guard.

Qin Ran walked to the corner and squatted down, no one saw the brilliance in her eyes.

The black stick that has nothing to show in the eyes of others is actually very useful, half an arm long, two fingers wide, made of a mixture of the rarest special metals in several cosmic mineral sources, not to mention sharpening iron like clay, at least in this world it is indestructible, it seems to be a stick, but it hides another one, which can be used separately or rotated together, and there are many hidden buttons around its body, which can be used for a variety of purposes.

Of course, some of the things that can be used in the universe are related to new energy, such as lasers, cold electricity, etc., and should not be used here.

Because it was too familiar, Qin Ran confirmed it on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was afraid that he would be dazzled.

It was the sharp weapon that the person made for her in her previous life, always sticking to her side, Qin Ran's face was like frost, but her heart was excited, she couldn't help licking her lips, she couldn't hide her nervousness.

"Little lady, don't break it." Qin Ran picked up the black stick, and the old man on the side shouted with a sharp voice.

Cold and hard to handle, Qin Ran's fingertips rubbed the end of the black stick, and a row of dented Arabic numeral codes were reflected in front of her eyes—her name.

"Who knows if it's inherently broken." Qin Ran got up and threw the black stick into the air, it seemed to sense the original belonging, and turned around in the air in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree flower pattern, and when it fell, Qin Ran caught it steadily.

"Huh!" The old man was startled and hurriedly shrank his neck, for fear that the stick would hit his bald head.

"Touch it, and it won't make it lose arms and legs, idiot." Fortunately, she didn't miss it, Qin Ran was in a good mood, so she teased.

"Little lady, if you want it to belong to you, it's very simple." The old man covered his head with one hand and reached out to the table with the other.

"Nonsense, it was mine." After a sentence floated out of his mouth, Qin Ran touched Song Tianyan with his elbow. "Hey, how many did you bring?"

Song Tianyan saw that she reacted strangely, and when she couldn't figure out the reason, she heard her say that the stick belonged to her, and she immediately understood, but she wanted to tease her mind, Song Tianyan asked deliberately.

"Almighty Qin Zhutou, ready to gamble?" Song Tianxian smiled evilly.

"Almighty Song Yushi, can't you?" Reward him with an eye knife, Qin Ran clearly let him go.