Outside the door of the Mourning Hall.

Xu Dong took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and looked a little dazed.

The weather has been sunny for a few days, and at the end of July, there is no cold fog and the temperature is gradually rising again.

It's not that he didn't have no people on his side to try to enter the spirit hall.

But what disappointed him was that these people were not close to the Spirit Hall, and some of them couldn't even see the existence of the Spirit Hall, so they could only walk around the side of the self-service supermarket.

At the beginning, the agents who received the investigation order above were in a very delicate mood, and it is estimated that many of them felt that someone above was nervous.

But as they investigated the surrounding area, the chain of evidence became more and more complete, so an unbelievable figure gradually emerged-

A certain existence that cannot be peeped into, will often go to the nearby steamed bun shop to buy a few steamed buns and a cup of clear milk, the one who used to go by himself, but now it is basically a white-haired maid doing this work.

A few streets away, the Thousand Island Sauce Beef occasionally receives takeaway orders from the person who can't peep into its existence...... To add, the proprietress of the beef shop, Xuanmin Qiandao, seems to have an extraordinary admiration for him, and when he talks about it, he simply regards him as an idol, but after testing, the proprietress has a very normal abyss index and no signs of being polluted.

The proprietress even has a business card in her hand, but the problem is that this business card seems to be only visible to Xuanmin Qiandao himself, and others can't see it at all, or even forget it later.

If it weren't for the video recordings and later written records, maybe all the business cards would have been forgotten.

Based on the unfathomable horror, no one dared to move the business card in the boss's hand, and it was still in place.

Well, it's worth mentioning that if you take a stroll around the nearby night market at night, you might see the white-haired maid.

The problem is the same as that business card, the memory of seeing that person often dissipates after seeing it, disappears without a trace, and if you don't have a recorder with you, no one will really remember it.

On the whole, this one seems to be very lazy, and he will go out close to ten o'clock in the morning every day.

The time to go to bed is very late, the evidence is that the night market is open for business, starting at 9 o'clock in the evening and ending at 11 o'clock, and the time to meet this person is after 10 o'clock.

If it weren't for the existence of this person with all kinds of mysteries that people can't figure out, Xu Dong would have thought that he was reading a certain otaku information.

He lives his life on his own, and seems to care about the outside world, even indifferent.

Judging from what we know so far, only food can touch the heart of this man a little.

After observing for such a long time, there are only a handful of information that has really arrived, Xu Dong is not surprised by this, in his opinion, this person's personality is too high, even if he can't find anything, it is normal, the reason why the recorder can take pictures of this person's figure, there is a high probability that this person does not care.

After dismissing all his subordinates, Xu Dong came to the street called Erlong Street in the old city alone. For the ideal in his heart, Xu Dong thinks that he can be desperate and can sacrifice for it. But when he really faced things he couldn't imagine, human instinct still made him can't help but be afraid.

Man does not exist to obey instincts.

At least Xu Dong didn't think so, so in the end he suppressed the fear in his heart and took a step forward.

One step away, the difference is very different.

A faint mist enveloped the place at some point.

A vague aroma permeated the mist.

Xu Dong subconsciously took a deep breath, the fragrance entered his body, he was refreshed, and he was tired.

Originally, I could only see a self-service supermarket, but I don't know when there was an additional [Yuanlai Spirit Hall] on the side.

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The time was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Boyang sat drowsy on the throne of bones.

The phone he had just changed was placed on the small round table, and the screen was not turned off, showing the interface of a certain Arkanoid game.

It's okay to open for three days of fishing, two days of drying nets, and the time of business changes completely with his mood, so foolish, to be able to receive guests, that's a strange thing.

In fact, Li Boyang didn't want to sit on this hard bone throne, although where he sat and played with his mobile phone was the same thing, but sitting here, he was really a little flustered.

He's been thinking about whether to buy a chunky cushion lately...... Well, if he can make money.

Li Boyang in the small building is almost omnipotent, and he can conjure up a lot of cash at will and add 99999 to his mobile phone account... 99 credits.

But it's useless, when you get out of the small building, everything will be beaten back to its original shape, the cash will disappear, and the account will be restored instantly.

Of course, things that are directly involved in the construction process in their own capacity are not covered by this.

To put it simply, if Li Boyang did it himself, he fried a bowl of egg fried rice.

Then this bowl of egg fried rice can be taken out of the small building, and there will be no change out of the small building, it is still a bowl of egg fried rice.

But if Li Boyang used his authority in the small building to directly conjure up a bowl of egg fried rice.

Then this bowl of egg fried rice will definitely not be able to take out Xiaolou, and it will disappear in an instant if it is taken out, as if it never existed.

Just like before, although Li Boyang used his authority in the small building, he easily selected the materials that already existed in the basement, and relied on his ability as a [Rune Decryptor] to get two pieces of [Summoning Diagram] for Uncle De.

Because only a very small number of authoritative forces participated, it was not changed out of thin air, and it was more of Li Boyang's own [Rune Decryptor] ability that was used.

Therefore, even if you leave the small building, the [Summoning Diagram] will still exist, and the power will not be weakened in the slightest.

Having said so much, it can be summed up in one sentence, that is, although Li Boyang is almost omnipotent in the small building, he still has to make money!

Unless he uses his authority in a small building to make counterfeit money, counterfeit cultural relics, and counterfeit art...... It is guaranteed to be made like a dime of the real thing.

BUT THAT'S TOO LOW.

Using the ability to create a fake with almost the creator's ability, just thinking about it for a moment, it will feel not only ridiculous, but also ironic, and even a little black humor.

Although Li Boyang needs money, he is not short of money, at least it is enough for now, and there is no need to fake.

What's more, if you can sell extraordinary items, why sell fakes? Make a few [summoning diagrams] to sell, isn't it fragrant?

But here's the biggest problem.

I don't know why, his business here is extremely poor, and there is no one at the end of the three days.

Li Boyang, who always feels that it is unsafe outside, although he is a little helpless about this, he has no idea of soliciting customers outside, anyway, he will just pass it, and it is not impossible, it will be regarded as a holiday.

So, every day when he sat on the Throne of Bones, Li Boyang would always be sleepy very quickly and sleep very soundly.

Today seems a little different, though.

Li Boyang was sitting a little dazed just now, and it seemed that he was about to fall asleep.

The door of the hall was suddenly pushed open.

The bell on the door made a jingling sound, which made Li Boyang wake up at once.

Oops? Guests?!

Li Boyang was a little overjoyed, hoping that he would come with a big sum of money so that he could go to eat another big meal.

When I looked up, I looked at the door.

I saw that the person who came was thin and tall, with black hair and black eyes, and a cold appearance.

A gray windbreaker is draped on the outside, a black-gray woolen suit on the inside, and a thickened white shirt on the backing.

He wears a dark blue tie with a gold tie clip on it.

He has a serious expression, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, matte black leather boots on his feet, and carries a document bag in his hand, looking like an elite somewhere.

There is a unique kind of iceberg president fan, but unfortunately his body is obviously a little trembling, which destroys a little iceberg temperament.

Li Boyang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, is this because it's cold?

It has been several days since the cold fog dissipated, and although the temperature outside has risen significantly, it is not very warm, and it still looks like winter.

Although the clothes worn by this person are high-end and thick, they will still be cold when they go outside.

And looking at this person's serious little expression, he obviously doesn't smile all year round, even if it's really cold, he will probably endure it.

Wait a minute...... This person can't come to me to escape the cold because it's too cold, right?

After waiting for a while, the man did not tremble.

Well, the temperature in the Spirit Hall was kept at 18~22 degrees by Li Boyang, and of course it would not be cold.

Although he was a little curious about the person who came, Li Boyang did not use his [omniscient] ability to peep at him, if he really wanted to know everything, it would be too boring, anyway, he was invincible in the small building, and it didn't make much difference whether he knew it or not.

He lowered his voice and coughed lightly, "Do you need anything, sir?" ”

For Li Boyang, he just asked casually.

But for Xu Dong, the moment he heard the shopkeeper's words, the goosebumps on his back all stood up.

A very ordinary sentence, a sentence without deterrence, as if it was no different from a mortal.

It's just this point, which goes against Xu Dong's cognition.

No matter how carefully prepared the vessel is, it is impossible to contain the sacredness and majesty of the gods, and it will always reveal the clues.

The most obvious point is that when the gods came to earth, everything they said was a holy word.

Even over time, the container will gradually deify and eventually disappear from this world.

In the words of believers, this is the return of the saints to heaven.

Scientifically speaking, God's energy level is so high that even the best vessel can hold a very limited amount of time.

When the time for the container to hold is up, it will naturally collapse and disappear as energy particles...... As for God?

It's like going out for a trip and then going home.

But now, what did he hear? A mortal word without sacredness? What kind of existence is this? How could such a logical thing be done? Even if it's the Three Noble Gods, I'm afraid they can't do such a terrible thing, right?

The Three Righteous Gods are the main gods of the three major religions of the Tibetan Mountain Empire.

The reason why I say this is because the main gods of the three sects are actually the same one, and they all originate from the former supreme god religion.

There have been two supreme miracles in folklore, one is the divine descending, and the other is the heavenly thunder.

Because God descended, the Cult of the Most High God divided into a Son of Salvation.

Later, because the heavenly thunder killed the desolate and unscrupulous city lord of Sogree, there was another Heavenly Punishment Good and Evil Sect, which was later changed to the Heavenly Father's Judgment Sect.

The only one that inherited most of the teachings of the former Cult of the Supreme God was renamed the Cult of the Creator.

Good fellow, God the Creator, Judgment of the Father, Salvation of the Son...... Even if it's not a trinity, it's a family.

When Xu Dong looked at the information, he also complained like this, and always felt that this supreme god was not a local god, and eighty percent was also a passing god.

Despite many facts, God is constantly moving away from the world of wind wheels. But this does not mean that people in the world of wind wheels are ignorant of the power of the gods. At least Xu Dong is clear, and it is precisely because he is clear that he can't believe it.

He even had some doubts that the existence that had come to this world inexplicably, the young man sitting on the throne of bones...... Is he really God?