Suddenly, a man appeared in front of him and shouted to him, "How is it going?"

This person is a businessman who knows Zhuang Bufan, as a businessman, he has to do a lot of things, and his life is about to end, he will destroy everything.

Zhuang Bufan saw him, looking hard, and said with a smile, "The game is over, and it was a person named Zhang Yi who won the game." ”

The merchant nodded, "Oh, I see, it's him! ”

In addition, another man appeared in front of him and shouted to him, "I know, but unfortunately I didn't look." ”

Zhuang Bufan explained to him, as well as the general situation of the game, which made Shen Shangshang's heart follow his words and his heart moved.

Because Shen Shang had a lot to do and a lot of things to listen to, he had to follow him like everyone else, working hard for a little interest.

In other words, in the past few days, it has been a lively place in Yancheng, and if there is nothing and something else to stop it, it is impossible for him to continue.

On this day, someone looked at his face and said to him, "Wait for these three days, it will be more lively, and Shen Shang wants to rest, so he has to go through seven days, and when these seven days are over, everything will be fine." ”

When he looked out, he seemed to see something unusual, there were all kinds of people, and there were also people who were unwilling to do ordinary things, and wanted to continue to change things for all kinds of things, and felt interesting.

I'm about to forget this, what does it feel like when I see it?

It's messy, as if I was born with no purpose, wandering around like duckweed.

"Alright, I'm leaving. To help you make a fortune these days, you can't help but be busy for a while. ”

Hearing Zhuang Bufan's answer, he smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I will." ”

Then he went somewhere else, and he didn't understand anything, so he could only follow what the others said, little by little.

It's just that people are getting old. The people and things in the past were about to be blurred, and only this guy continued to insist in order to win.

At the same time, the person flickered and almost forgot everything that had happened before.

The two returned to the inn, and as for the refiners on the round platform, how many of them had entered the refining union, they didn't know.

I only have one thing I want to say.

Man, piles and clumps appeared in the forest, and when you saw these things again, did you know anything?

It turns out that what you saw before is all fake.

Disillusionment?

Zhuang Bufan was lying on the bed, just wanting to rest for a while, emptying his head, and didn't want to think about anything.

Step by step, when these things come along, what else will come?

Several people closed their eyes and waited for the night to fall.

In the past few days, Zhuang Bufan has been too tired, his brain has been tense, and he refuses to relax, until this moment, he is relieved.

At the same time, he understood in an instant that sometimes this is not needed.

"Alas, I'm so tired!" Zhuang Bufan lay on the bed to rest, and after a while, he had a dream.

In the lively market, I saw people piling up on top of each other, and I saw that some people are different from you, and people do not have the same attributes.

In order to comfort himself, he constantly pays for his desires.

In this vast sea of people, you can't help but turn it into numbers, and everyone looks mediocre.

However, some people are too powerful.

Zhuang Bufan looked down and found that he had become a fish, and the fish was swimming around in the water.

And his heart was empty.

It's better to stay inside, it feels dangerous outside.

On the other hand, he wanted to do better, but he was still gagged by something, and a large number of people rushed up, but no one saw that there was a small shop not far away.

He set up a stall with all kinds of jewelry on it, and he said, "I came here to earn some spirit stones, he hasn't cultivated for a long time, and he has almost forgotten his identity as a martial artist." ”

He went to another world, a world like the sea, and looked at the speckled and twinkling pearls, all of which were fished out in that place called Rulonghai.

"How's it going, is it beautiful?" when he spoke, his eyes looked at Zhuang Bufan with blazing eyes.

Zhuang Bufan squatted down, looked at the pearls, and exclaimed, "Yes, it's really beautiful, I don't know how the boss wants to sell it?"

He said, "One pearl and ten spirit stones, tease you to ask for them all, you can get a five-percent discount." ”

Zhuang Bufan nodded and said, "Okay, I want them all!"

Zhuang Bufan felt strange, he obviously didn't want to buy these things, why did he still buy them?

These things are not useful, and they are quite expensive. He knows what he looks like, and it makes no difference.

When he saw the different colors here, with all kinds of people, he seemed to see them together from all kinds of pearls.

Extraordinary, why cause him pain?

In the past few days, someone came again, saw the pearl in Zhuang Bufan's hand, and said to the merchant on the side, "I am willing to pay double the price to buy this string of pearls from his hand." ”

"It's not good, I only sell this pearl to people who are destined. ”

He refused blankly, and from his eyes, there was no verve, as if he was dead.

"Well, I guess you're right. ”

The man left, but was stopped by Zhuang Bufan's hand, he looked at the young man with burning eyes, and found that he was dressed in black and had black hair, and he looked like a night owl dead wood that had been transformed.

"You!Are you?"

Zhuang Bufan frowned and said, "Are you the night owl deadwood?"

The man frowned, puzzled, "Do you know my name?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Bufan felt strange, how could he meet him here?

At this time, Zhuang Bufan shouted loudly in his heart, "Night owl dead wood, night owl dead wood!"

She wondered why she found that Nightowl Deadwood didn't respond to him?

What kind of world did he come to?

Then he looked up and said to him, "What year and month is it?"

Zhuang Bufan wanted to hear the answer, he felt that he was dreaming, but he pinched his cheek and found that he was not dreaming.

Is it weird? Really weird?

Why is this happening? He wanted the Nightowl Deadwood to give him an answer.

At this time, the merchant on the side looked at him strangely, and the people walking by the street also stopped, followed him, came here, and said to him, "Hey, what are you talking about?"

On the other side, a young man dressed in black, the night owl Deadwood replied, "Okay, I'll tell you ......"

Zhuang Bufan listened carefully, very seriously, and pricked up his ears to listen.

But in the second half of the sentence, no matter how he listened, he couldn't understand it?

It's like a string of noises, toot toot toot......

"What did you say? Say it again. ”

Zhuang Bufan begged, wanting to hear the correct answer, but did not give it to him.

"It's so strange! Is this Yancheng, it's really weird! Are you a night owl deadwood?"