Chapter 20: To Peace
Li Nanfeng and Wang Dagang ran over with a disgraced face, are they going to go all the way to the dark......
As a human being, he dared to join the zombies outside the sky, is it greedy for beauty or resources......
Li Nanfeng and Wang Dagang were tired from long-distance running, panting and looking weak.
"Miss! We're looking for you! I thought you had abandoned us! ā
The eldest lady of the daughter, Mo Xiangxiang, sat on the monster boar.
clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the two of them with disdain.
"Humph! Yes man! Follow Miss Ben! Do! ā
Wang Dagang and Nanfeng Gongzi nodded their heads and waists, like two licking dogs.
"Miss! We love you! Ever since I saw the eldest lady, I have found love! ā
The eldest lady Mo Xiangxiang doesn't believe their nonsense, none of the men are good things.
"Phew! Scumbag! The devil who deceives people by man's words! Miss Ben doesn't believe you! ā
Wang Dagang, Nanfeng Gongzi: "......"
They followed the eldest lady Mo Xiangxiang and went to the Illusory Demon City.
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The future is long, and the future is promising.
Heping Town, a place that yearns for peace, is full of peaches, as if it is, a paradise.
The river is as quiet as an oil painting, and the doves of peace rhyme with their lazy steps.
At the entrance to Heping Town, there is a big tree with a crooked neck that is old.
Hung with zombies from outside the sky, an elderly archmage sat cross-legged and hammered a wooden fish in his hand.
Dressed in a red robe, he is slightly chubby and has a very kind smile.
Reciting the slogan, "Nan Wu Ami teases the Buddha ......" for those zombies outside the sky.
Transcending the soul of the dead and ascending to heaven, he is really a great mage of great mercy and compassion.
glanced at the Rolls-Royce Phantom, ignored it directly, and continued to beat the wooden fish.
Chen Xiaohuan's soul came to the spiritual space, and his soul was seriously damaged.
can't exert the strength of the quasi-emperor realm, at most only the strength of the quasi-transcendent realm.
Mental space, as it is called, is a psychiatric hospital or a psychic hospital.
Chen Xiaohuan didn't like to come here very much, afraid that he would be mentally ill if he stayed for a long time.
It's lonely, the atmosphere is depressing, and it's eerie.
It's creepy, it's pitch black all around, and you can barely see it clearly.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom came to the town of peace and stopped at a Yizhuang.
At the door of Yizhuang, there are a few coffins, no way, now this year.
It's too difficult to mix a bite of food, and all walks of life are getting more and more rolled.
Yizhuang started a business of selling coffins, and the market was very bad.
Lin Xiaoya hugged Chen Xiaohuan and got out of the car and went to Yizhuang.
A mage walked out of Yizhuang, clasped his hands and said.
"Ami Bean Negative Buddha! Female benefactor! Buy a coffin! ā
The mage was slightly chubby, old, and smiling.
Wearing a white-clothed monk's robe, he seems to be a master who has seen through the red dust.
He could see at a glance that the female benefactor was holding a corpse.
Lin Xiaoya returned the salute and said a slogan, "Ami teases Fu Buddha!" ā
"Mage! I need a coffin! ā
"Female benefactor! More on that later! ā
"I've got money! I want the most expensive coffin! ā
The mage was overjoyed, and the smile on his face was very kind.
It turned out to be a rich woman, the rich woman is good, the rich woman is wonderful, and the rich woman has money in her pocket.
I don't know how good a rich woman is, I mistake Lori for a treasure, I met for the first time at Fengling Ferry, and I met Lori for life.
"Female benefactor! On the vintage, the golden silk nanmu coffin is wanted! ā
"Yes!"
"A fixed price! Ten million! ā
Lin Xiaoya: "......"
O profiteers! Sure enough, there is no treachery and no business, aren't the monks all empty, and they regard money as dung.
"Mage! I bought it! ā
"Female benefactor! Come on in! ā
The mage made a gesture of invitation and invited Lin Xiaoya into Yizhuang.
"Master! Let's get straight to the point! I bought the golden silk nanmu coffin! Swipe your card! ā
The old man's hands trembled slightly, and he quickly took out the credit card machine (POS machine).
As long as this order is completed, the financial crisis will be alleviated, and it will be a single meal for ten years.
Can he not be excited, his excited heart trembles in his hands, and his face is as steady as a dog on the surface, but in fact, his heart has been up and down.
Lin Xiaoya took out the purple gold black card and swiped it on the card machine.
"Tick! āāā
The card is successfully swiped, and 10 million has been received.
"Mage! You can show me! The coffin of the golden silk nanmu is now! ā
"Okay! Female benefactor! This way, please! ā
The coffin of golden silk nan wood is placed separately in a secret room.
Lin Xiaoya found out that something was wrong, how could she go to the secret room.
The light here is dim, it seems to be a secret room, and the mage is so old that he probably wouldn't do that kind of thing.
The atmosphere here was so depressing, Lin Xiaoya couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do!" ā
The mage looked back with a stunned expression, "Like ...... A hammer! Female benefactor! Can I help you! ā
"Mage! How do you get to the Secret Room? ā
"Female benefactor! What do you think! Golden silk nanmu coffin! Put it in the secret room to keep it! ā
Only then did the mage remember that the light was not turned on when he walked up the stairs, so it was no wonder that the female benefactor was afraid.
took out the fruit fourteen mobile phone, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and finally turned on the light.
The basic equipment of this Yizhuang is connected to the mobile phone operation, and it is very convenient to control it with one machine in hand.
The bright neon lights broke the awkward atmosphere.
Chen Xiaohuan's corpse: Are you polite......
Lin Xiaoya: "......"
Is this really Yizhuang, it's so mysterious.
Lin Xiaoya hugged Chen Xiaohuan's corpse and followed the mage.
Golden-red high heels, stepping on the stairs, the beautiful rhythm rises and falls.
After a few moments, we finally came to a hallway, where the lights were not turned on.
The mage took out his phone again and turned on the lights.
"Female benefactor! Let's go! ā
"Hmm!"
Although the mage is old, he sees such a beautiful rich woman, ahh
Still swallowed his saliva, silently reciting in his heart that Nan Wu Ami teased Fu Buddha.
A secret room is so complicated, and it is a staircase and a corridor.
After a while, I finally arrived at the secret room, the light was dim, and in the center was a coffin of golden silk nanmu with a vintage.
This time, the mage learned wisely and took out his phone again.
"Hey Si
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"Here it is!"
"Turn on the lights in the secret room!"
"Okay! Executing! ā
The light in the secret room turned on instantly, and it was a warm light.
The coffin was shining golden and full of mystery.
"Please open the coffin, Mage!"
Mage: "......"
Are you polite......
"Okay!"
With both hands, the mage picked up the lid of the coffin and placed it in the corner.
This mage is not simple, he may be a strong man.
"Mage! Thank you very much! ā
Lin Xiaoya put Chen Xiaohuan's body into the golden silk nanmu coffin.
Then go to the corner, pick up the lid of the coffin, and close the coffin.
Mental Space, Psychiatric Hospital (Phantom Star Hospital).
Chen Xiaofan's soul body, with a face of lovelessness, does not see the light of day here.
A full moon hangs from the high sky, and bats stand on the rusty guardrail.
"Batman? It's because I've lost my eyes, and I look so fierce! ā
I didn't provoke bats, this ghost place, you may be mentally ill if you stay for a long time......