Dongtong City, this is Yao Heng's hometown, not far from the devil.

During the summer vacation of college that year, Lan Mu and Yao Heng also went to his house to play.

In the dormitory, Yao Heng is the most shy, and basically only has a few friends in the dormitory.

His family background is not good, but it is much better than Lan Mu, at least his parents are still alive.

The bronze teapot itself is not valuable, but if it is a containment object, the meaning is different.

Lan Mu took a taxi to Yao Heng's house, the bronze teapot had to be recycled, if it was really Yao Heng who got it, it could only be said that Lan Mu was very disappointed.

If you take it without telling it, it is a thief, whether Yao Heng can get it, Lan Mu must confirm it in person.

"No one? None of his family members are there? ”

Lan Mu's spiritual power probed his house from afar, and there was no one.

"Resigned yesterday...... Picked up your family in one day? ”

Lan Mu squinted his eyes and let the taxi driver wander around Dongtong City casually, and his mental power was stretched to the limit.

High-rise buildings, people come and go, and traffic shuttles......

Countless pieces of information poured into his brain, Lan Mu quickly screened it, and suddenly, his face changed, and his fists clenched.

"Master...... Go to the city police station. ”

Lan Mu's voice was a little gritted, and when he arrived at the police station, he casually dropped a hundred and rushed out directly.

He didn't show up, turned into a stalker and sneaked into the office, and could see two policemen escorting Yao Heng's family out.

Yao Heng's parents' eyes were red and swollen, and the police were still persuading: "We will definitely find the murderer!" ”

But no matter how they persuaded them, Yao Heng's parents couldn't suppress their grief, and there was even resentment in their eyes.

Lan Mu knew the reason, Yao Heng was dead, and he was tortured to death.

Walked to the morgue and stared at his body in silence.

Yao Heng died a tragic death. Before he died, he seemed to be tortured, his fingers were pulled out one by one, and his eyes were gouged out. The nose is cut off, the tongue is cut off. Even dismembered.

Familiar brutality...... As miserable as the slaves of the Golden City.

Lan Mu's eyes were cold, and he had unconsciously turned into a lich.

The faint soul fire leaped in his eyes, and the already cold morgue became even colder.

"Damn...... Who did it? He was furious.

Yao Heng's ghost was on the side, and when Lan Mu summoned him to investigate, he felt an astonishing resentment.

He died a miserable death, unlike the fat man, and the negative feelings after death were full of remorse, full of resentment and pain.

This familiar feeling. Isn't it just the same as the ghost of the Aztecs?

Yao Heng suddenly suffered a catastrophe, and Lan Mu could basically be considered that he took the bronze teapot guide.

Carefully peeling off the remaining memories, Lan Mu probably learned the truth of the matter.

The day before yesterday, Yao Heng complained about Lan Mu twice and said some bad things. As a result, he was scolded by Miya with a ruler, he ran into the room with his head covered, and when he saw the bronze teapot pouring money out, he unconsciously walked over and picked it up.

This one, he completely fell into that strange attraction, and was reluctant to let go.

After that, he resigned. According to memory fragments, after returning to his hometown, he continued to harm himself. As long as the more painful, the more money will come out of the bronze teapot in your hand!

As if he was addicted, he made himself bloody, but he got 100,000 yuan!

The bronze teapot has a demonic nature that makes it impossible for those who are attracted to it to be caught up in a trade of pain for money.

The worst thing is that when he spent money indiscriminately, he was targeted by gangsters. Originally, I just looked at him like a sling, and I wanted to knock on some money to spend.

As a result, he was beaten violently. A bronze teapot hidden in a bag is found to be stealing money out of thin air.

The moment he held the bronze teapot, several gangsters also fell into the **. dragged Yao Heng to an old house and tortured him, and finally killed him.

Lan Mu is in Yao Heng's deepest memory. I saw the countless banknotes that erupted like a fountain before he died!

"Yao Heng, ......"

Lan Mu smiled bitterly, not knowing what it was like to be a person.

The ability of the bronze teapot is to exchange pain for money, and for the sake of wealth, Yao Heng couldn't suppress his greed and stole it...... He died unexpectedly.

Lan Mu felt a little pity for him, pity him for being played with by a containment object**.

That strange attraction, I came into contact with it, and it was fine.

Su Yue has been in contact many times, and it has not caused any greed.

However, Yao Heng couldn't resist the temptation, and finally suffered a catastrophe.

Only those who have evil thoughts will fall into the demonic nature of the teapot, because of Lan Mu's speciality, he doesn't know if he has evil thoughts, but at least Su Yue doesn't.

"Containment...... This is the hidden order of the world. ”

Containment, control, protection.

Lan Mu deeply understands the meaning of canc storage zài, which is to isolate the abnormal world from the normal world and protect the ordinary people who occupy the majority.

He didn't realize the abnormality of the bronze teapot for the first time, so that people like Yao Heng who couldn't control ** were toyed with and degraded until death.

In their words, a containment breach.

Hesitated for a few seconds.

Lan Mu left Yao Heng's soul behind and gave up resurrecting him, not only because of the evil thoughts in Yao Heng's heart, but also because there was too much resentment in his dead soul, and he would only revert back to the resentful spirit and evil ghost like Paul at the beginning.

"Although you ......"

"Forget it, I'm also responsible for this matter."

"I'll take care of the rest, and you can die."

People are dead, and there is no need to talk about many things. Although he didn't know if there was reincarnation, Lan Mu still chose to let him dissipate on his own.

……

After Lan Mu contacted Cheng Ming and asked him to give Yao Heng's parents a sum of money in the name of the company.

In two days, in a remote barren mountain in Dongtong City, he finally found the three gangsters who killed Yao Heng.

Just corpses, of course.

Two of them were wounded, but they died directly, and the last one was obviously bitten to death by a dog, and he was tortured.

The bronze teapot was not found, and it seems that it has been taken away again.

"Huh...... Teapot...... You're pretty good......"

Lan Mu's eyes were even colder, and he got the clue again.

A gangster leader in Dongtong City, it was he who found out that his subordinates suddenly had a windfall of millions more, so he took someone to ask him.

The saddest thing is that when they are tracked down. The three gangsters are still killing each other, fighting each other to the death, and they all want to monopolize the bronze teapot.

The results are clear. They were all served by the boss, and the teapot was snatched away.

"It happened about six hours ago. I hope that's the end of it......"

However, it backfired, and the chain continued.

According to the clues, Lan Mu soon found the body of the gangster leader in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

There are also five subordinates around to accompany the burial!

"Who is this?"

Lan Mu checked the broken memories of the dead soul, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

The leader of the gangsters was actually killed by six henchmen who mutinied and killed each other, and then the six of them fought each other, and only one of them survived and ran away with a bronze teapot.

"What happened two hours ago ......"

"But the clue is broken here."

Lan Mu did not leave the slightest trace at the scene and left adrift.

For these self-inflicted blame. He didn't even have more sympathy.

"It seems that the standard of the temptation of the bronze teapot is greater than I imagined, except for me and Su Yue, all the people who come into contact with it will eventually have evil thoughts and fall."

"The last person who survived was ruthless, and he must not be a fool if he can win the final victory in the competition."

"Perhaps, I've already left Dongtong City at this time......"

Lan Mu pondered, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly noticed a bloodstain on the ground.

The blood was stained on the stone, and it was evident that someone had lowered the blood here.

"The blood did not last more than a day...... I can appear at the door. It will only be the last one to survive. ”

"I'm hurt......"

Lan Mu picked up the stone, and soon found more than a dozen bloodstains along the road, and finally disappeared in the parking lot.

Then Lan Mu followed the traces of ruts. I learned that the person got on the highway and looked at the direction, he should be going to the magic capital!

"From Dongtong City to Modu, it takes two to three hours......"

Lan Mu's eyes lit up, and his incarnation swayed upward, soaring straight to a height of five thousand meters, above the clouds.

Here, no one could see him from the ground, only to see him flying towards the demon capital at full speed.

Search all the way along the highway. His mental power stared at the high-speed scan.

Finally, when he reached the outskirts of the magic capital. A bronze teapot was found.

"It's not easy...... Good thing you didn't die......"

Lan Mu landed in a no-man's land, and turned into a stalker to approach the other party.

Mental power has always been locked. Finally, he watched him open a room in the small hotel, and excitedly took out the bronze teapot from the box.

Not only that, but the boxes were stuffed with money, which could be at least a few million depending on the size of the boxes.

"Is the money given out of thin air by the bronze teapot real money? Even if it were true, it should be independent of the monetary and financial system, right? ”

At this time, when night fell, Lan Mu climbed to the third floor, and felt into the suite from the window, a series of actions Lan Mu was already familiar with.

The man didn't notice anything, and was still lying on his stomach in the pile of money and giggling.

"Hey ......"

Lan Mu patted him on the shoulder, and the man's heart was about to jump out in fright.

"Where did you come from?"

Lan Mu ignored him, and as soon as he reached out, he picked up the bronze teapot.

There was no abnormality, and the heartbeat from the first contact never appeared again, as if the bronze teapot had given up tempting Lan Mu since then.

"Let go! That's mine! ”

The man reacted, pounced on him with a hideous face, and drew a knife.

"Ding!"

"Whoa......

Lan Mu didn't move, a metal plate blocked the knife, and another piece flew in the air, the edge became sharp, and it slashed across the man's chest.

Listening to the man's wail, Lan Mu saw that there were hundreds of extra pieces in the bronze teapot out of thin air.

"Give it back!" The man didn't give up, and as a result, his hands were cut off by the metal plate.

This time, the bronze teapot reacted violently, directly like a colored cannon, spewing out a large piece of banknotes, roughly counting, about 40,000 pieces!

"That's not right, Yao Heng self-harmed, he can have more than 80,000 without hurting his muscles and bones, how can he only have 40,000 if he cut off his hands?"

Lan Mu's heart moved, and the metal plate turned into a fusiform and pierced into the wound of the man's broken arm.

"Ahh

With the man's anguish, the rain of bills from the bronze teapot came again, spraying about twenty thousand more, and then stopped.

"It's going to be a constant pain...... In other words, torture is more efficient, right? ”

"What a terrible deal."

Lan Mu was very calm, he didn't sink into this kind of transaction like those people.

"In that case...... Gold must be okay too, right? ”

"Poof." Lan Mu ended the man's life, and this time there was no rain of money, but a muffled sound.

There was an extra gold bar in the bronze teapot, and when you picked it up and weighed it, it weighed about five kilograms.

"This is where the Golden City comes from......"

"Five kilograms of gold for a human life, if it is tortured to death, it should be more, about fifty kilograms."

"There are at least 10,000 tons in the entire Golden City, right? 200,000 people......"

"How could an empire that had fallen deeper and deeper into the temptation of a bronze teapot not perish?"

After dealing with the scene, Lan Mu took some money casually, brought gold bars and a bronze teapot, jumped out of the window, and soon disappeared.

Only the banknotes scattered around the room remained. (To be continued.) )