I have to watch Bai Rin die once a day, but when he dies in front of him, he can't even touch it, just once, at most, when he looks back and thinks about it, he feels a little regretful.

But coming once a day made him feel like he was about to die.

Now, Qin Yang actually just wants to try it and wants a result.

Now when he overtakes people, he is already very cautious, but it is not like the beginning, when anyone has the opportunity, he will never let it go.

But after touching Bai Rin, the feedback results made Qin Yang a little confused.

It's not as simple as usual, if you can't, you can react, and if you can't, you don't react.

The result of the feedback is like a convulsion, and after a result is fed back, it is immediately fed back again, and the feedback is non-stop.

It's like the repeater is stuck.,Crazy rereading a sentence swiping the screen.。

Qin Yang raised his hand and rubbed his head, a little headache from the impact of this series of information.

But fortunately, the desired result is already there.

In front of an Ancient Underworld employee, if you use this skill that is not explained clearly, it will be 100% mistaken for another ability, and the ghost knows what will happen.

Back then, under the Huangquan Demon Sect, the dry bone ferryman he met once said that it was best not to let the remaining bigwigs of the Ancient Underworld recognize that he had this ability.

Qin Yang told the truth, and people didn't believe it, so he had to say that his ability was the power of the prince.

Since then, Qin Yang has given up treatment, and he doesn't bother to explain that his skill is just a pick-up skill that comes with a first-level trumpet.

But he still remembered what the dry bone said, but he didn't fully believe what the other party said.

A public official of the Ancient Underworld, violating the iron laws of the Ancient Underworld, forcibly borrowing life from the ghosts and ghosts to continue his life, is definitely not a simple-minded character.

The other party's words, how true and how false, whether they are exaggerated or not, are all indistinguishable.

Blind faith and blind obedience are to hang one's own head on the neck of a person who has only met once.

After all, there were several public officials in the Ancient Underworld that he had encountered, and except for that dry bone, the others were still sticking to their former duties to this day.

Considering the time span they adhered to, Qin Yang himself admitted that their work ethic was slightly stronger than his own.

In this way, in comparison, Qin Yang naturally trusted his own judgment more.

You can't trust the dry bone's words, but you can also refer to them as simple information.

Qin Yang never thought that the people of the ancient underworld, after knowing that he had an ability that was very similar to the ability of the prince, would bow their heads and look forward to Qin Yang for him.

There may be such people.

But there are also people who find out about this and immediately twist his head off and kick it as a ball.

Since I'm not sure in my heart, it's better to be cautious, at least the skills can't be used in front of others, and this is the only thing that can't be said.

Everything else is a foreign object, and if you can use it when necessary, you don't need to buckle the rope too much.

With today's information, arrange the things in your hand, the petals of the Dark Night Epiphany seem to be the most dangerous, after all, it is said that only the Mansion can make the Dark Night Epiphany not wither after picking.

But this thing will bloom once every thousand years, and it will be the most prosperous in 10,000 years, and it is very valuable to the living, and it may be very valuable to the public officials of the ancient underworld.

When he didn't know anything back then, he used the Huangquan ferryman as a ticket, but the big guy didn't say anything, just counted him as having bought many ferry tickets in one go, and he is still conscientiously sticking to his post on Huangquan.

Even, I don't bother to say a word to him, and when I meet, I treat him as air.

Therefore, Qin Yang pondered, this petal alone should only be regarded as a treasure of high value, maybe there are still a lot of surviving stocks, and there are also many that have been handed down.

In this case, the danger of the petals is probably the lowest.

If it goes up, it is the order in his hand, and when necessary, he can take it out to avoid the suppression of the environment, and he can exert all his strength.

But if you take out this thing, you will be suspected of disguising a public official, and the fragment of the ancient underworld last time was taken out to deceive the environment there, and it was okay to take advantage of loopholes.

When you get here, if you dare to pretend to be a public official, you will die a miserable death nine times out of ten.

Fortunately, when he entered here before, he didn't think to take it out at all, and he forgot that there was such an object in the corner of the storage ring that was falling into dust.

The last one, the token that the dry bones gave him back then, Qin Yang felt that this thing might be the most uncertain risk.

After all, why do you think that a group of bigwigs who have been working hard for I don't know how many years will give face to a ferryman who will violate the iron laws of the ancient dungeon because of a token?

When the time comes to take it out, the situation you may face may be similar to shaking the dice, living and dying at the same time, either to give face or to kill him directly.

This token similar to the quantum cat is not a last resort, or it is better to treat it as if it does not exist.

Glancing at Bai Rin who was lying on the corpse with a little regret, considering that the risk may be very large, and the skill book, he actually doesn't need it too much now, even if this monster is lucky today.

Tomorrow, if he waits until the umbrella boss disappears, as long as Bai Rin doesn't come back to life immediately, there is a time interval of breath, then he will not hesitate to overtake him.

Qin Yang took out the petals of the Dark Night Epiphany, showed them in his palm, and said after a little thought.

"One, I need to know how to get out of here, and two, I need this. ”

Qin Yang showed the silver ticket here.

Then he glanced at the oil-paper umbrella of the black-robed man holding the umbrella.

"Plus the faces that I took away just now, and the souls that I took away from this person in the past two days. ”

"How much is the value, I believe that under the rules here, you will give me a suitable price, and you will not deceive me if you don't understand the price, and deceive me at will. ”

Even if he leaves this town, he still has to move on, he has to find the Wraith Spirit Divine Tree, since he is here, he can't give up halfway.

Who knows if there will be places like Town No. 2 and City No. 3 in the future.

There must be intelligence.

Moreover, Bai Rin said that he knew, then here, it must be true, since he can know it, it means that this information is not too secretive.

As long as the price of the intelligence is definitely much cheaper than the price of letting the umbrella boss send him away.

A single piece of information must not be worth the petals of a dark night flower.

If you change it to something else, he doesn't know what to exchange it for, so it is naturally the easiest to exchange it for the ancient dungeon currency silver ticket that can buy resources and has strange power in itself.

I don't know how much it is worth, it doesn't matter, under the witness of this world, let the black-robed man with the umbrella decide it himself.

The rules of the ancient dungeon are strict, and it is always not enough, and the staff themselves can not abide by them.

Hearing Qin Yang's words, the black-robed man with the umbrella stood in place, motionless, Qin Yang could feel it, his eyes were staring at the petals in his hand.

After a few breaths, the black-robed man with the umbrella came with some messages, including a way to get out of here.

Then in his oil-paper umbrella, a little black light flew out, turning into a black ball in his palm, and hideous faces kept emerging on the surface.

As the bell on the oil-paper umbrella rang gently, the hideous faces that appeared on the surface of the black oil ball disappeared.

He handed the black oil ball to Qin Yang, and then in the oil-paper umbrella, a few divine souls fell again.

A plump old woman, a six-tailed white fox, a lobster with pincers of all sizes, a sea urchin full of spikes, and a fat-faced little doll that looks seven or eight years old at most.

Then with a wave of his hand, there was a wooden box more than a foot long beside him, and a pile of silver bills was neatly stacked inside, most of which were one hundred taels of bills.

The black-robed man with the umbrella handed the entire wooden box to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang looked at the dense silver tickets in the wooden box, his eyelids jumped, this petal was more valuable than he expected, he stretched out his hand and handed the petal to the black-robed man holding the umbrella.

The black-robed man holding the umbrella stretched out his hand and took the petals handed over by Qin Yang.

"If you think it's okay, then make a deal. ”

The next moment, a thunderclap sounded.

This time, nothing appeared in the reflection town above the head, but above the town below, a bronze pillar of the dragon appeared out of thin air.

The power of repression suddenly appeared, as if the power of the entire world had gathered here, forcibly suppressing the entire town.

The black-robed man with the umbrella stood motionless in place, the oil-paper umbrella he held in his hand flew up automatically, and the bronze pillar of the dragon fell with a bang and smashed on the top of the black-robed man's head.

With a bang, the bronze pillar of the dragon fell with a bang and slammed into the ground.

And the black-robed man with the umbrella who was hit in the head was instantly left with only a black robe, and he was pressed under the copper pillar.

The black robe and the oil-paper umbrella slowly disappeared, and the petals fell to the ground.

Qin Yang was stupid, and four words instantly appeared in his mind: catastrophe.

Looking at the dragon bronze pillar in front of him, Qin Yang was a little trembling when he spoke.

"Big ...... Big brother, I really don't blame me, I said that you should set the price, how much you think it's worth, you can give me as much as you want. ”

How could he have imagined that this would be the case.

He just wants a fair deal, and even, this black-robed man with an umbrella only tells him how to leave, that's acceptable, foreign things are just foreign things, and he is the most important thing.

Unexpectedly, this big guy obviously didn't have enough rank to deceive himself, and he felt in his heart that it was not enough to take out all the property on his body.

Looking at the bronze pillar of the dragon that slowly disappeared in front of him, Qin Yang recovered from that suppressed state.

Obviously, he guessed correctly before, the public officials of the ancient underworld should abide by the rules even more, and the cost of violating the rules is far more serious than others.

Everyone else was just in the reflection town, smashed by the dragon stone pillar, and the real body just directly suffered the effect, this big guy was good, and was directly smashed by the much stronger dragon copper pillar in the town below, and performed an instant disappearance technique on the spot.

Qin Yang held a cloud of black oil in his hand, looked at a few gods with dull and empty faces beside him, and then glanced at the petals on the ground, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

To take or not to take?

How to take it!

He really didn't want to do that.

I didn't want a wave of benefits, I didn't even want so much!

Wouldn't it be a pit for him now?

Qin Yang looked up at the sky, his eyes didn't blink at the mist in the sky, he couldn't see the reflection town above his head, nothing happened.

After a long time, Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm scared to death.

If he is really judged to be cheated and deceived, then he will really die unjustly.

The rules of this place are really incomprehensible.

Holding the black oil that didn't seem to have changed much, Qin Yang put away the few sluggish spirits, and then put away the box of silver tickets, as for the petals of the dark night epiphany on the ground, Qin Yang was entangled for a long time, and after thinking about it, he still pretended not to see it.

He felt that he had already handed over the petals to the black-robed man with the umbrella, and that the deal had been completed, and this thing did not belong to him anymore.

Moreover, he felt that the man in the black robe with the umbrella would definitely not be finished so easily.

The black robe and the oil-paper umbrella have disappeared out of thin air, and maybe he will reappear.

For the sake of a petal, I tried to test it with my life, but I really couldn't draw it.

Qin Yang packed up the things he had traded, glanced at Bai Rin on the ground, who was still like a dead dog, and reached out to touch it, and sure enough, this time the skill did not react.

This dog thing can definitely control its own life and death.

I returned to the restaurant and began to count how many silver tickets were in the box.

Roughly scanned, the specific number can't be calculated, a pile of 100 taels face value is 10,000 taels, it doesn't look like a big box, it has been turned out of thousands of piles, turn down, there are more small denominations, and a few silver tickets worth tens of thousands of taels, and the depth of the box has not been turned out.

Obviously, this box itself is also a treasure that expands the space, but it can't be felt at all, just like the box of the Huangquan ferryman.

There are few silver tickets worth hundreds of millions of taels in it.

There are so many that Qin Yang doesn't bother to count them, anyway, this kind of money can only be spent on the territory of the ancient underworld.

Just as he was counting, Qin Yang heard movement outside, his head stuck out of the window and looked, Bai Rin had already sat up, and his body was recovering rapidly.

In just a dozen breaths, he stood up, moved his body, and saw Qin Yang snooping through the window, but he also pretended not to see it.

Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a petal on the ground.

He sniffed his nose with a strange look in his eyes and reached for the petals.

And Qin Yang, seeing this scene, immediately stretched his neck and looked towards the sky.

Bai Rin leaned down and tilted his head to look at Qin Yang, when he saw Qin Yang looking at the sky, he immediately felt that something was wrong, but it was already too late, he had already picked up the petal.

The mist in the sky is gone.

Bai Rin's face turned pale, he glared at Qin Yang angrily, and shouted angrily.

"Qin Yang, do you still want to have a face!

"Have you taken a snack, do you think I can trick you in this way, and I'm unscathed? Qin Yang replied happily, watching the reflection in the sky emerge.

Bai Rin, who had just woken up, half of his body had not yet grown, and the other half of his body disappeared with a pop.

The petals fell again and fell on the street.

Bai Rin fell on the street, his expression was a little dazed, and he was confused and steaming, and he was stunned.

Qin Yang is right, such a low-level deceptive trick will not work here, and if you want to trigger the judgment, it is Qin Yang who will be the first to be hit.

So this thing is not Qin Yang's, and whose is it?

Why is this happening?

Qin Yang smiled gloatingly, fortunately he didn't feel quite right before, after all, he was fine with black oil in his hand, and it was okay to collect those few divine souls, as well as a box of silver tickets.

It can't be all the benefits to be taken by him, if that's the case, he will really become the black-robed man with the umbrella.

Nine times out of ten, there will be a catastrophe.

He's not a puppeteer, he's never been afraid of hard work, even if he can't avoid having to take harm.

He is not a freak monster like Bai Rin, his body is smashed, he has no, he is hooked, as long as the black-robed man with the umbrella disappears, he will immediately jump around.

This kind of real wound that must bear all the damage, he thinks to himself, his body, may not be able to carry it, even if he can avoid the vital point, he can't die, he will suffer a heavy blow.

Qin Yang put away everything and stuffed the puppeteer and the Yin Beast into the eye of the sea.

When the sky brightened and the restaurant opened, Bai Rin, who had not fully recovered, floated in, continued to pretend not to see Qin Yang, and found a corner to close himself.

Qin Yang grinned, took out five stacks of silver tickets, and slapped them in front of the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

"Keep all the guest rooms, these are as long as they are enough, you can pack them for as long as you want, is there a problem?"

Seeing the five stacks of silver tickets, he had been expressionless, standing behind the counter, the shopkeeper who was about the same as the statue, immediately shouted, and took away the silver tickets in an instant with one hand at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see.

"Okay, no problem, no problem at all. ”

Qin Yang glanced up and didn't feel anything, yes, he could see it, as long as it was real honeysuckle here, there was nothing wrong with it.

After thinking about it, Qin Yang added another sentence.

"If anyone comes in the future, they will all be my friends, let them live, and as for the one in the corner, he is not friends with me. ”

Without looking at Bai Rin, Qin Yang went back to the room directly, closed the door, and had a good rest.

The day passed, and in the evening, after the restaurant closed, Bai Rin drank the northwest wind on the street again.

The yin wind and drizzle appeared again, Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, he was really afraid that the black-robed man with the umbrella would be completely hung up, everyone had no grievances, Qin Yang didn't want to harm people, and with this kind of big guy, it was of course better to leave some friendship.

After Bai Rin routinely lay down the corpse, Qin Yang walked down.

The feeling that the black-robed man holding the umbrella gave Qin Yang this time, for some reason, was a little different, and it seemed to be stronger than yesterday's.

"You're still the same guy you were yesterday?"

The black-robed man with the umbrella nodded, and this time he took out another box, all of which were ten thousand taels of bills.

"Is that enough?"

The black-robed man with the umbrella shook his head.

Qin Yang pondered for a moment, he really didn't want to embarrass others.

"Otherwise, you come to collect one of this guy's spirits every day, and you keep them for me, do you see enough?"

The black-robed man with the umbrella shook his head again.

Qin Yang was embarrassed, this big guy was too sincere, he really wanted to end this transaction quickly and leave the town.

"Otherwise, if you don't have the rest, you owe it first, and when I need your help in the future, you can help me, and it can be regarded as the remaining balance payment, so it's okay, right?"

This time, the black-robed man with the umbrella finally nodded, he took out a piece of yellow paper, stretched out his thin palm, printed a palm mark on it, and handed this yellow paper to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang accepted the silver ticket and yellow paper, and pointed to the end of the town.

"Can I go?"

The black-robed man holding the umbrella nodded, stretched out his hand, and the petals on the ground were taken into his palm.

Back at the restaurant, Qin Yang hid in the room and didn't go out, and after more than a month of retreat, he said goodbye to the black-robed man with the umbrella and walked to the end of the town.

This time, the avenue that would come back immediately after going out seemed to have returned to normal, Qin Yang easily walked out, and looking back, the town gradually drifted away and slowly disappeared into the mist.

In fact, it is very easy to get out of here.

Outsiders who don't break the rules, don't trigger the judgment, and come in on their own initiative, as long as they stay for seven days, can leave directly, and don't have to do anything.

But as long as the decision is triggered once, it will become forty-nine days, and the second trigger will be three hundred and forty-three days, and so on, and it will continue to rise.

Bai Rin, that guy, to say the least, has been triggered five times, he will be trapped for at least nearly fifty years, and in this process, he can't make a single mistake, and if he makes it again, it will be three hundred and fifty years.

After the time scale is extended, it is almost impossible to want to have no falsehood at all, for cunning creatures, this is a Jedi that can never get out of trouble.

Originally, I wanted to test it to see if his sea eye could take advantage of the loophole, after all, the puppeteer had suffered once.

Later, after thinking about it, with this idea itself, it would already trigger the judgment, and he was not short of more than a month.