Chapter 176: The Shadow Stream Has Been Ended, Will the Membrane Immortal Castle Be Far Away?
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The appearance of the stone box did give Diolei Zhenjun a lot of inspiration. As for why the stone box appeared in the hands of this group of shadow stream killers, in fact, if you think about it carefully, the problem behind this is not difficult to explain. After all, the stone ghost face is something that is sought after by opportunists who want to gain great power in a short period of time.
It's not just the Membrane Immortal Castle family who is looking for the stone ghost face, but the dark forces in these circles are also investigating. There is nothing surprising about this.
In fact, this time, the Shadow Stream Command was wiped out, and an internationally renowned killer organization may not have a chance to rise from now on. This also gave a wake-up call to the dark forces in Hua Xiu Country who were originally hiding in the shadows and were ready to move. It's really true that being a thief is not false at all, from the shadow flow incident, these dark faction forces can clearly perceive that there is a master in the territory of Huaxiu Country that they can't reach or detect......
With a spatial spell in one hand, even the space tower can't detect accurate fluctuations, which is really too evil.
After that, Doulei Zhenjun left with this mask box, from the very beginning, Wang Ling didn't want to meddle in this matter, and it was best to leave it to Tuo Lei to deal with...... Before leaving, Diolei Zhenjun also received a compliment from Mr. Wang, who sincerely praised the broccoli he planted was quite good.
Then, Wang Ling saw these two goods on the windowsill on the second floor, as if he had been rewarded with a little red flower by the kindergarten teacher, and he jumped away, his face full of excitement......
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Trei Zhenjun left the villa and came to the late-night cafeteria. The shabby-looking little shop, which looked a little coquettish, was still as dilapidated and unattended as usual until midnight. The altar boss was still wiping the plate inside, and when he saw Diolei Zhenjun appearing, his eyes were stunned at first, and then he raised his eyes slightly: "Yo, come to eat noodles again?" โ
To be honest, Dio Lei Zhenjun has always felt that the beef noodles of the altar boss are actually quite average. But today, he came again with questions, and he started asking questions without ordering something, which seemed a little unpleasant.
Doulei Zhenjun pondered for a moment and asked aloud, "Are there any other dishes......
"Hmm...... Yes, yes, I recently learned a new dish of horse mushroom stinging soup with my master. Are you interested? The ingredients are all imported from abroad, although the price is a little expensive. But the taste is definitely better than my master's use of domestic ingredients. The boss thought for a moment and replied.
Di Lei Zhenjun was stunned: "Uh, aren't horse mushrooms and pine stings domestic ingredients?" โ
The altar boss spread his hands: "It used to be...... However, the soup made by these two ingredients in the Australian host country has been applied for as a cultural heritage in advance, which is as shameless as the Southern Han Country. Everything belongs to another country. โ
Doulei Zhenjun: "Then let's have a copy......"
Anyway, if it doesn't taste good, he won't give money!
"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" The altar boss looked up at Di Lei Zhenjun.
Once raw and twice cooked, this routine of ordering food and asking questions is much more visible to him.
Doulei Zhenjun was not hiding it, and with a spiritual light, the mask box appeared on the table with a "Duang": "This thing, boss, have you seen it?" โ
The altar owner didn't speak, just lowered his head and concentrated on the ingredients in his hands. He cut the horse mushroom into pieces, cut the transparent pine sting into thin strips, washed it in a strainer, poured it into a casserole, added spices, and simmered the lid. After doing all this, the altar boss raised his head and stared at Di Lei Zhenjun: "Mind me, smoke a cigarette?" โ
Doulei Zhenjun shook his head, but he secretly exerted his spiritual power and controlled his nose hair to adjust to the filter mode. No one would have thought that this veteran did not have the habit of smoking. And the little trick to control the nose hair is also developed by himself, which can effectively stop the harm of second-hand smoke......
The altar owner took a puff of his cigarette: "To tell you the truth, this box was indeed made by a friend of mine. โ
Trei Zhenjun's eyes suddenly lit up - this is a very important message!
The altar boss has actually only recently begun to care about the problem of the stone ghost face, although he has chosen to retire, but one thing that cannot be denied is that the mask he pinched out with the little girl at the beginning is causing many unstable fluctuations in this world. The government forces and the Ming faction forces all want to find those two masks and tighten the seal, while the dark faction forces want to rise to prominence with the stone ghost face.
"It took a lot of effort to make this thing back then." The altar owner sighed faintly: "But I must regret to tell you that the maker of this stone box has passed away." โ
Doulei Zhenjun's gaze calmed, he wanted to ask how this person died, but he felt that this question seemed a bit abrupt. And not very polite.
He knew that the identity of this altar boss was definitely not simple, and the aura on his body came and went. Most of this is also a senior who can't touch his own level......
Of course, the above is just speculation.
However, Diolei Zhenjun has an inexplicable confidence in himself, and his sixth sense has always been very accurate!
Staring at the stone box, the altar boss looked at it for a long time, obviously the boss didn't want to tell the reason for his friend's death. He was silent, but still issued a warning to Diolei Zhenjun: "I advise you, it's better to give up and continue to track." If this continues, it will be detrimental to both you and your talented friend who can write songs. That's not something you can touch. โ
The altar boss touched the scar on the right side of his face: "Do you see this scar......
Di Lei Zhenjun frowned: "This injury of the boss, it seems to be injured by a magic weapon?" โ
"It's easy to get started, but it's hard to get born. Sometimes, if the muddy water is too deep, it will be difficult to pull it out. The altar boss said: "This scar was left by me when I left the sect back then, when the sect had just experienced a chaotic battle, and my scar was left in that chaotic battle......
Speaking of this, the altar owner had a very heart-piercing feeling: "This is the trauma caused by the holy weapon." In my state at that time, that physical body ...... Even if it is cured, it will not be able to restore the scar. Over the years, I have found a lot of beauty institutions, but the results have not helped. Back in the day...... Old man, I am also the sect grass of the sect, how many sect flowers are waiting for me, and I am taking the idol route! I also eat with my face! โ
Diolei Zhenjun: "......"
Trei Zhenjun: "This was slashed?" โ
"Oh, not really."
The altar boss shook his head, like a rattle: "It was when I escaped from the sect that I accidentally fell." Just as this face hit the blade on the ground......"
Dio Lei Zhenjun: "......" reading, a better reading experience.