Walking out of the gate of the world's trading, the night was already dark, and the bonfire outside the town was blazing, and half of the sky was red. Many shops are brightly lit, and the streets are still bustling with people.

Shi Jingtian walked aimlessly in the town, all kinds of shouts and many people who had returned from the dead land were chatting excitedly while walking, and the noise made me feel a little lonely in my heart, as if I was out of place with this world.

There was a tavern in front of me, and before I knew it, I walked in. The noise is no different from that of the street, but there is one thing here, which will not calm the inexplicable anxiety in your heart, but it will definitely be able to sleep comfortably.

Sitting at a wooden table in the corner, I vaguely remembered the name of the liquor that Li Siguang drank at that time, Iceberg Brew. He beckoned to the servant and asked for two bottles.

It's like the magma of a volcano, and the whole person is about to burn. Shi Jingtian still gulped down, and the scene of drinking and fighting with Li Siguang came to mind, and he wanted to forget it but it was clearer, and the clearer he was, the more he drank it.

Everything is fake! Shi Jingtian's head sank, and his eyes couldn't open a little, but his brain was still so clear. Li Siguang is a liar, Zi Fan is also a liar, the people he met in the Battle of Sword Pavilion are all liars, and even the people who say that they can save and eliminate their sorrows are liars.

I don't trust anyone anymore, and I don't need any friends at all. Find out the real culprit in Del City, learn magic to control a demonic energy, and then return to the place of death and live a carefree life with the white ape as if he never left there.

Shi Jingtian thought about this, and never put down the wine bottle in his hand. I don't know when, I fell asleep on the table.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright, Shi Jingtian opened his eyes, the direct sunlight was a little dazzling, and his mind was still a little dazed.

Let's go to Del City first, where you might be able to ask something. Shi Jingtian walked out of the tavern and returned to the inn.

"Would you like to eat or stay at a hotel?" asked the innkeeper politely.

"I booked a room here yesterday!" Shi said dissatisfiedly, then remembered that he had bought a mask from Cullen, and pointed to his clothes and repeated, "Don't you remember? I gave a gold bar, and you bought this dress!"

"Oh, oh!" the boss immediately remembered, the clothes were indeed bought by himself, and of course he had some impressions in the heart of this extravagant guest. But looking at Shi Jingtian walking in front of his eyes, his body shape is right, his long hair is also like this, how can it change when it grows, how can his slashed face become round? Could it be that he has seen too many guests and confused? Well, it must be like this.

Standing in front of the mirror in the room, Shi Jingtian touched his face with satisfaction, and his movements and smiles were indistinguishable from real people, which was really a pretty good thing. Perhaps he didn't know that the market price of this mask was much higher than the gold bar he gave, and Cullen, who had just woken up from fear at this moment, must have nowhere to vent his frustration.

It's just that this long hair doesn't seem to match the face very well, and it's reluctant to cut it off. Tie up your waist-length black hair, put it all in your coat to cover it up, so it looks much better, then pack your bag over your shoulder and leave the inn.

The carriage and horses were at the entrance of the town, and Shi Jingtian was ready to buy a carriage to travel. As soon as I arrived at the bonfire that burned day and night at the entrance of the town, I saw a group of people watching something.

Standing on the temporary high platform and gesturing with his hands and not knowing what to say, Shi Jingtian didn't want to join in the fun, but he vaguely saw through the crowd a row of red soldiers guarding near the high platform, about 100 people, the bright red armor, the cold and shining spear tips, it was so conspicuous.

Red Army! Isn't that the Imperial City Guard! Shi Jingtian has seen and stopped talking about Siguang, but what are they doing here? The last time I saw them, I was escorting someone to the Heroes Club of the Sword Pavilion, so what about this time! Shi Jingtian couldn't help but walk over.

"Heroes, heroes, what are you born and die for? Isn't it money, but also cultivation to become a master! As long as you follow me to the Sword Pavilion and climb to the top of the boulder peak, those rare treasures, peerless weapons, and the cultivation experience left by the Sword Immortal are all possible!"

The man on the stage was chubby, he didn't look very old, he wasn't tall, he had a flat nose and small eyes, and his face was full of fat and trembling because of his excited speech. Shi Jingtian wondered unconsciously when he heard it, when did the things in the Sword Pavilion start to be able to be taken casually?

"Then how do you know that there must be a treasure at the top of the boulder peak!?" asked the rugged man in the audience.

"It's been a year since the fall of the Sword Pavilion, which everyone must know, and it is estimated that the things that can be taken are long gone, but what I want is a treasure, a treasure from the top of the boulder peak. The little fat man gasped and said seriously, "I have the most accurate news, the Sword Pavilion Sword Immortal has been cultivating at the top of the Boulder Peak, although now he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, but the things must still be there, the treasures of the Sword Pavilion are like forests during the heyday, but the things that can make the Sword Immortal look at it must be a real treasure!"

"It's been more than a year, how do you know the baby is still there?" asked the big man.

"Hehe! The boulder peak is towering into the sky, there is not a single grass or tree, and birds and beasts are extinct. Unless it is a peak master like the Sword Immortal Dharma King, he can fly into the sky, but nine out of ten of them are gone, who can go?"

"En!" everyone in the audience nodded yes, it was rumored that the Sword Immortal and the Dharma King died of their injuries after the nameless battle with the Demon Venerable.

"And who can go up there?" asked the other.

The little fat man stretched out his hand and took out a large painting scroll in his arms, unfolded it in public, and pointed to the painting in the scroll, "With this, I have been researching and manufacturing for a year, and now it is finally done!"

Of course, Shi Jingtian has seen the boulder peak, the smooth mountain wall is so high that even a bird can't fly over it, how can people go straight to the peak?

Above the thick base is a bracket, on which is a beam, thick in front and thin in the back, tightly pulled by a rope, and then the rope is wrapped around a round roller, and there is a leather pocket at the thinnest end of the beam, and I don't know what it means.

"I call this thing a remote thrower, it looks simple, but I asked the best craftsmen to make it, and the size and strength cannot be different. The beams on the bracket alone are made of the oldest cedar of the Beverly Iceberg, and they are so tough that they cost me five hundred taels of gold. ”

"How did the man get up?"

"Just sit here!" The fat man pointed to the leather cloth pocket at the tip of the beam on the flower roll, "Through the return force of the cedar, several people bend it to the limit, and let it go violently, and people can go straight to the sky, this remote throwing device has been built in the Sword Pavilion, after the experiment of throwing objects far away, there is absolutely no problem in sending people to the top of the mountain!"

"I'll go! If anyone could really go up, they wouldn't fall into a patty?"

"This is a treasure hunt, it's just idle looking for death!"

The little fat man looked at everyone's reactions and said unhurriedly, "Of course, there are precautions for safety!

The four Red Army soldiers worked together to lift a pair of dark black armor and place it heavily on the platform, which had been temporarily built and shook because of gravity.

Shi shocked the sky and looked at it, this armor has to be more than two meters high, dark and shiny, the shape is simple but the atmosphere is extraordinary, except for the two long holes at the head that do not hinder vision, from head to toe even the fingers are tightly wrapped, and the workmanship is fine, each joint part is clear, but it is much larger than ordinary armor.

The fat man bent down with great difficulty, removed the helmet of the armor, pointed to the inside, and said, "This armor is made of pig iron, and there is not much to say about the toughness. The workmanship is also extremely fine, people can move at will as long as they have strength in it, and even every finger is extremely flexible. The most important thing is that every part of the armor is covered with several layers of the most flexible animal skin, which can effectively cushion and reduce the force of falling!"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and the ideas and thinking were so bold and unusually detailed, but they seemed really doable. Shi Jingtian couldn't help nodding secretly, just the drawings of the remote thrower, simple but cumbersome, how could ordinary people think of that!

"So, I'm here to die, a place where heroes and heroes gather, find a few who dare to take risks, there will always be accidents, and no one dares to guarantee that nothing will happen!" The fat man put down the helmet, just took it for a while, there was a layer of fine sweat on his face, wiped it and continued, "If you want to go, sign up now, the benefits are always proportional to the risk, compared to fighting with the monster in the dead land, I think I have to be more insured in this matter!"

For a while, no one stepped forward to sign up, but the discussion began to become more noisy, so they were all verifying the authenticity of this bold idea, Shi Jingtian was also pondering, it seemed a little ridiculous, but all the ideas were very well-founded.

"I just want a baby, if there are any divine weapons or cultivation experience or the like, all of them will belong to the people at the peak. If there is nothing that the cultivator wants, then the income will be divided into seventy or three, and one cent is not a lot! Even if there is nothing at the top of the boulder peak, I will give two thousand taels of gold!" The fat man took a breath, his little eyes kept flashing with golden light, and at the last moment a bombshell was thrown.

"Even if you don't give back two thousand taels of gold without anything, that's the price of a high-grade spar, and the chances of surviving a fight with a high-level demonic beast are much smaller than this!"

"That's a good point, I don't know if it will fool us?"

"It's not good to say, but you see, even the Red Army came to protect it, which means that this person is not small, who dares to provoke the Red Army?"

A more enthusiastic discussion came and went, but the little fat man who looked young had a confident smile on his face.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

"Just wait for this opportunity to make a fortune, take me!"

The fat man on the stage smiled with satisfaction, and his double chin became four, "Okay! But I only need five people to go with me, just in case there is no urgency! Even if I can't go to the top of the mountain in person, I will give two hundred taels of gold if I go with me." ”

Even after giving so much money for a walk, the crowd became even more enthusiastic.

"But! Anyone who wants to go has to try this armor, not too fat, not too thin, not even less powerful, you must be able to walk freely on the ground, and grab a few stones to pass!"

Several Red Army soldiers lifted the heavy armor down, and quickly broke it down into pieces, each part was made of finger-thick screw mouths, such a huge armor was so finely made, so that Shi Jingtian couldn't help but sigh a little.