Chapter Forty-Nine: Returning as a Teenager

Three people walking together.

Bai Yunhuan talked to himself and led the young man surnamed Li from the pavilion to the guest hall, Bai Yunhuan didn't like to eat separately, so everyone always got together to eat.

Before the meal, the former people surnamed Li who entered the guest hall explained their intentions to everyone one by one, Qiumei Langui didn't need to say much, since the head of the Li family spoke in person, then the two of them could only do it, and although Li was young, he spoke well and was not suspicious.

After eating, Li Ti sat in the courtyard with the four of them and chatted.

Chatting and chatting, Suffering suddenly noticed that the little girl was holding a little clay figure in her hand, and the little clay figure was a little rough, but the little girl Yin Er said that she didn't let go of anything, just hugged it tightly, more precious than anything else.

The suffering came to mind, just a few days ago, Bai Yunhuan was pinching the little clay figure.

Grinning, Misery pointed to the little clay figure held by Yin Er and quipped: "Bai Yunhuan, the girl will sleep with this thing later, if you get sick, you will be responsible." ”

Li Ti looked at the little clay figure held by the little girl Yi Yin, remembered an interesting thing, and said with a smile:

"Speaking of little dolls, this Fusang City does have an interesting story. ”

"A few days ago, in the black market of Fusang City, there was a sudden appearance of such a small doll, I heard that it was a small wooden man, and the person who sold it said that it was found from some ancient land, and the final bid was a thousand taels. ”

Misery took a breath and touched his head: "I can't afford to mess with ...... Can't afford to mess with ......."

Li shook his head, and then smiled: "It's just that no one has asked about this little wooden man yet, and this matter has become a joke." ”

Chu Buwei just smiled, just regarded as a thousand worlds, and there were no surprises.

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After that, Bai Yunhuan took Yin Er to sleep, of course Bai Yunhuan also slept, the main thing was that Yin Er had to be accompanied by someone when he slept.

Watching the little girl Yin Er gradually fall asleep, Bai Yunhuan only felt inexplicably relieved, when he was held down by the young man named Li Timid, Bai Yunhuan wanted to say that he was not panicking, it must be fake, but Bai Yunhuan covered it up too well, and no one found out. And now seeing Yin Er's breathing out and breathing smoothly and quietly, the trace of panic in Bai Yunhuan's heart gradually fell silent.

Twisted the light, the original bright light turned into a slight firelight like fireflies, Bai Yunhuan kept a trace of light, afraid that if Yin Er woke up halfway, the house was too dark, she would be afraid.

The firelight swayed, and this glimmer of light jumped in Bai Yunhuan's shallow eyes, Bai Yunhuan only felt that this firelight was very much like himself.

Weak and precarious.

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Bai Yunhuan tucked the quilt for Yin Er, suppressed the negativity in his heart, got up and walked towards the door.

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Night solstice, light rain.

In the city of Fuso, it is brightly lit.

The streets and alleys that are lifeless during the day, or the shops that no one cares about, become completely different after nightfall.

People come and go, and people are boiling. There are the delicate laughter that makes people feel like a nightingale and a yellow oriole from the flower and willow alleys, the curses of the men and women in the restaurant and inn who are drunk and drunk, and the curses of the gambling house who lose money at night and are in a hurry, but there is no trace of peace called tranquility.

Bai Yunhuan, who was wearing a black gauze hat, carried a pitch-black scabbard at his waist, walking on the brightly lit streets, and people came and went, all of whom were avoided by Bai Yunhuan one by one.

Since coming to the Li family's mansion, Bai Yunhuan has sneaked out of the mansion like this at night. Except for the few days when he was seriously injured by Zhang Kubao, how long Bai Yunhuan has been in Fusang City, how long has it been.

He had to do several things: the first thing was to figure out how to get out of this Fusang City, the second thing was to figure out why someone wanted to snatch Yin Er, and the third thing was to figure out how much was hidden behind this Fusang.

Let the suffering go to the Fusang sacrifice for himself, Bai Yunhuan openly and secretly refused, so Bai Yunhuan had to do the first thing.

Someone wants to rob Yin Er, and Bai Yunhuan can't be indifferent, so Bai Yunhuan must do the second thing.

There is a must do the first thing and the second thing, so Bai Yunhuan must do this third thing.

But now, Bai Yunhuan has only done this second thing.

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A light rain as thin as a cow's hair trickled down the streets, silently.

Bai Yunhuan walked forward silently, constantly thinking about how to break this deadlock. When he first entered this Fusang City, there were too many enemies, and he was in a dilemma, in order to delay time, Bai Yunhuan had no choice but to temporarily comply with the Li family's conditions, but with Bai Yunhuan's in-depth understanding of this Fusang City, Bai Yunhuan found that even if no one in this city wanted to stop them, they would not be able to get out of this Fusang City.

There is no restriction on entering the city of Fuso, but it is limited to leaving the city. The forces behind this restriction out of the city are none other than the four major families.

In other words, no matter whether Bai Yunhuan was targeted by those dozen or so people, Bai Yunhuan and his party would not be able to leave the city unless they had the permission of the four major families. The reason why Li Chen, the old man of the Li family, was extremely confident at the beginning, made sense.

The veil and hat covered Bai Yunhuan's face, and Bai Yunhuan's expression could not be seen clearly. There were a few sloppy people who were drunk and full of alcohol, and they staggered towards Bai Yunhuan, Bai Yunhuan turned sideways a few times, and at the same time quietly slapped away the hands of those drunk people who seemed to be inadvertently reaching Bai Yunhuan's money bag, and continued to walk forward.

Crossing the street, ignoring the exaggerated cries of the shopkeepers on the side of the street, Bai Yunhuan came to a small building. The originally brightly lit street arrived here, but the light was cut off, and only by the light in the distance could I barely see the main entrance of the small building.

Bai Yunhuan didn't knock on the door, pushed the door and walked straight in.

There were only four people in the room, and when they saw that it was Bai Yunhuan, they had already stood up and sat down again, and one of them turned around and led Bai Yunhuan towards the tunnel.

The entrance to the tunnel is on the first floor of the small building, but no one knows where the tunnel leads. There are many twists and turns in the tunnel, only the withered yellow oil lamp bursts from time to time.

A quarter of an hour later, the person walking in front of Bai Yunhuan stopped, and without saying a word, he turned around and left, leaving Bai Yunhuan behind a stone door. Waiting for the man to leave, Bai Yunhuan took off his hat, took out a white ghost face from his arms, and slowly put it on his face.

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The green lights are swaying, there are ghosts, and the face is white.

As the stone gate slowly rose from the bottom up, light gradually shone from Bai Yunhuan's feet to his shoulders, and finally, on Bai Yunhuan's white ghost face.

A walkway leads to the stone platform, a ten-zhang stone platform, and there are thousands of visitors.

Ten zhang stone platform, the four walls of the base are engraved with two words, tiger prison.

Wild cheers or hysterical screams rang out from the stands around the stone platform, men and women, old people and young children. It's just that there is an almost crazy look in everyone's eyes, just for the battle in the stands.

Opposite Bai Yunhuan, there stood a masked giant man nearly eight feet tall.

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Fusang City, a city that is lawless, is the most important thing to do is a place like Tiger Prison where you gamble with your life, spend your life, buy the right money, buy money, and spend money. At the same time, it is also a place where information circulates everywhere. Bai Yunhuan knew this very well, whether it was the three things he wanted to do, or whether he wanted to collect information about this Fusang City, it could only be done in this kind of more chaotic place.

Tiger Prison Deathmatch, one round in January, one round of six sections, a total of forty-eight people. Twenty-four people remained after the first paragraph, twelve after the second paragraph, only six after the third paragraph, and only three after the fourth paragraph.

In other words, the Tiger Prison Death Match, forty-eight people in one round, forty-seven people died, and there will only be one person left.

All spectators are open to bets regardless of age.

And Bai Yunhuan is now facing one of the people in the fifth paragraph. After all, Bai Yunhuan has never been lucky for such a thing as drawing lots.

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Huge bonfires leaped wildly in all directions of the stands, screaming sharp and piercing, and crashed into the airtight stone walls of the airless basement with greed, rage, madness, and piercing.

Thousands of people have killed people because of money.

Bai Yunhuan looked through the white ghost face and saw that all living beings had no soul.

Turning sideways and bending his legs, Bai Yunhuan drew out a short knife with his backhand, cutting through the fifth stage of the tiger prison death match where money was exchanged for life.

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Two quarters of an hour later, Bai Yunhuan's right hand held a short knife and pierced his left hand, and at the same time pierced the eyebrows of the masked giant man behind his left hand. Before the man's mountain-high corpse collapsed, Bai Yunhuan jumped off his shoulders. In the almost frantic cheers in the stands, Bai Yunhuan returned to behind the boulder gate.

Remove the white ghost face and re-attach the pitch-black scabbard to your waist.

Out of the small building, Bai Yunhuan had a bulging bag behind him, and Bai Yunhuan only knew that in this bag, it was all money to buy his life.

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The next day, before dawn, there was such an incident in Fuso City:

There was a young man with a hood who spent a whole bag of money in the black market of Fuso to buy the little wooden man.

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The morning dew rises, and the white fog is thin.

In the room of Yi Yin, the Li family's mansion, the little girl was holding the little clay figure that Bai Yunhuan pinched for her, and she was sleeping sweetly.

Bai Yunhuan, who was covered with injuries, gently lifted the corner of the quilt, brushed away the little girl Yin Er's small hand, and replaced the little clay figure with a little wooden figure.

Covering the little girl with the quilt again, blowing out the useless light during the day, Bai Yunhuan walked out of the house gently.

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I have seen all the ghosts in the world,

When he returned, he was still a teenager.

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