The little girl takes the jewelry or something to pawn, I'm afraid the chance of being hacked is a little greater. Since she can't pawn it, she naturally has no money to buy food, and although Xiao Yezi is carrying a knife made of wood, she has just learned, and it seems that Sen Luo is far from getting started, and she is young and weak, even if she wants to seek justice, she is not the opponent of those underworld bodyguards - in fact, they did not catch Xiao Yezi and sell it to Fireworks Willow Lane, which is already unexpectedly kind.

Sen Luo also thought of this when he asked Xiao Yezi to pawn, but when he saw Xiao Yezi come back with tears in his eyes, Sen Luo, who had already cultivated a Vajra glazed heart, couldn't help but say, "This world is ......" There was a slight annoyance in his double tone, "Bear with me, Xiao Yezi, you can sleep here." I'll come when I go. "These days, because of the small leaves, Sen Luo can no longer spread the corpse in the field at will, but has to use the long knife in his hand to chop and build a simple shack to live in, or look for the abandoned house.

Xiao Yezi held the wooden knife and curled up and slept in the shack that Sen Luo cut down the wood with the knife and laid with hay - where Sen Luo's demonic aura was, ordinary wandering spirits and wild ghosts and mountain beasts did not dare to approach at all. And Sen Luo saw that Xiao Ye fell asleep, and he also drew his knife, and the shack was completely covered by a circle of knife marks, "It's completely safe now." Sen Luo thought, this is a double insurance.

The skeletal warriors walked towards the township, where most of the people hid in their homes at night to rest and sleep, even the few brothels and liquor casinos, and the guests probably did not return home in the middle of the night - it was pitch black just beyond the lantern at the door. Even the two-story playgrounds are brightly lit, but the lights can't shine a foot away—where the lights shine on the world, and where the lights are obscure, they are ghosts.

Sen Luo walked in the dim moonlight, and in this place that could not be seen clearly, there were blue-white phosphorous fires and semi-invisible spirits swimming, and of course there were discarded furniture items and other things walking around on their own—in a town where there were people, the so-called wandering ghosts were just like that. Those who see these demons will get sick, but generally they will not die. No demon dared to approach Moriro, and those wandering spirits avoided the path of the skeleton warriors far away, and Moriro came to what should have been a pawn shop.

"The deep ditch and high fortress look like a small town - no wonder, there is money in it." Sen Luo laughed and muttered, and then he kicked the door open completely unceremoniously. The thick door bar was directly broken in two, and the huge popping sound directly made the bodyguards inside rush out with knives and guns in rags. But when they saw the figure under the brazier, they began to lose their courage.

It was an armored skeleton, the flickering light of the fire shining on its iron-colored skeleton and reflecting a jade-like sheen, and the skeleton's face was facing them, and the skeletal claws began to slowly pull out a large knife from its waist. The sword he drew was pink-colored, and a thick cloud of smoke rose from the blade.

The bodyguards' faces stiffened, and when someone screamed, they directly threw away the knife in their hands and retreated step by step. This is a demon, and the demon that can directly break into the house is not a simple thing. It's like those ghosts and ghosts, they can only float outside at best, and as long as the people in the room are bold, even the paper door is powerless to penetrate. Everyone present is a young man with strong blood, or a bodyguard who has seen blood, and ordinary wandering spirits really don't have the ability to dare to get close.

And now this skeletal samurai walked in like this, and he was still holding a weapon that was sure to be a demon sword at a glance, which was a problem. When Senluo approached, the bodyguards all shouted and ran away. "I am." Sen Luo laughed, he strode forward, only to see a middle-aged fat man holding a flank in his hand, trembling in front of Sen Luo. "You damn it! Leave my lord, I'm in this top tank! Red deer! ”

Sen Luo let out a laugh, his mandibles shaking up and down, and then he waved his knife directly. The fat man rolled straight back to the floor, and a woman who was basically undressed rushed out from behind him, and helped the fat man up. The fat man didn't die, he wasn't even injured, Sen Luo was just invaded with his knife intent, how could this fat man withstand it.

In fact, it was the cash box that Sen Luo had slashed, and the money box made of iron was cut like tofu, and the copper coins rolled to the ground. Sen Luo then took off the star pocket on his head, grabbed the copper coin on the ground and stuffed it inside, stuffed it and checked it, "That's about the price." Alright, pawnshop owner, we've got our accounts cleared. Senluo's double tone sounded, but it made the fat man trembling like a quail stunned. Before the fat man could react, Sen Luo had already strode out of here.

Mori Luo, who had returned to the shack, sat cross-legged at the door, his long knife crossed his knees, and waited for the dawn.

"Xiao Yezi, you take this money and buy what you like to eat." After dawn, when Xiao Yezi woke up rubbing her eyes, a skeleton's claws had already stretched out in front of her, and among the spread bone palms were ten copper coins. Xiao Yezi happily took the money and left, while Sen Luo stood up and followed the little girl dozens of steps away. This time he would go along, and Sen Luo had his own way of hiding his figure.

This ability to use shadows to keep himself unknown is probably the stealth technique of Shangnin, and sometimes Sen Luo also thinks, "Is there anything else I can't do?" Although he was more and more curious about why he had such memories and abilities, Sen Luo knew that he would never know what was going on.

The little girl was very happy eating, "I used to like to eat glutinous rice dumplings." Moriro remembered that in Japan nowadays, candy is a high-priced confectionery, and it is normal for little girls to like to eat it. The skeletal warrior let out a soft sigh with his arms folded—he had no sense of taste, only the red wine could give him a feeling. Moriro shook the flask on his waist, and there was not a drop of the wine that Shimizu Hime had made in the past.

When the little girl jumped up and down to go out of town, she was pulled into the shadows by a bony hand, and the little girl almost screamed, but the bone-handed hand that pulled her lightly made her breath leak out and couldn't shout. "You have to practice more, little leaf. Well, when you're full, you can take some of my money here and buy some dry food to bring. I don't want to walk with a little skeleton in the future. ”