On the night of candles in the bridal chamber, the bride has long red hair

Chapter 162 Fortune teller? !

It seems to see Qin Ze's confusion.

Shi Wannian explained aloud:
"Sir, because I came here after the gate of hell was born last time, but every time the gate of hell is closed, it will change its position, so I don't know where he is now."

In order to prove his usefulness, he continued:

"But sir, don't worry, I have a few friends in this world, maybe they will know."

"Oh?" Qin Ze raised his eyebrows immediately.

There was another thought in my heart in an instant.

If they are friends of Shi Wannian, then they are also at the level of Shi Wang.

If everything is under control, wouldn't it be easier to rescue his wife after entering the gate of hell?
So he immediately asked: "Then you quickly take us to find them, and we will enter the gate of hell together after we find them."

Shi Wannian naturally understood the meaning of Qin Ze's words, and suddenly felt embarrassed again, and said:
"However, I haven't been in touch with them for a long time, and I'm not sure if they are still in the same place..."

Qin Ze resisted the urge to slap Shi Wannian.

You're so unsure, are you beeping? !
What a bullshit.

"Forget it, let's go directly."

Qin Ze didn't want to waste time anymore. If they had time to find their friend who had been dead for ten thousand years, they would have found the location of the Gate of Hell long ago.

"Listen to sir."

Shi Wannian dared not disobey Qin Ze's order, so he immediately nodded respectfully.

Immediately, the two started to set off, looking for the nameless mountain range.

Three days passed.

In the sky above an extremely huge mountain peak, Qin Ze frowned and carefully looked at the layout of the mountain.

The mountain formed a circle, with no exit or entrance.

But in the middle of the mountain, there is a bustling town, which is a bit strange.

At this time, Corpse Wannian on the side also saw the town below them, and immediately said directly:

"Sir, it's the Hell Inn!"

Qin Ze frowned immediately after hearing this word.

Because he had never heard of the name.

"Hell Inn is an inn built outside the gate of hell. There are strong zombies and strong monks who want to get benefits. It can be said to be a real mixed bag."

"This hell inn coexists with the gate of hell. Where there is a hell inn, there must be a gate of hell. Even if there is no gate of hell, the people there must know the location of the gate of hell."

The latter explained.

Hearing this, Qin Ze suddenly became happy.

After three days, I finally saw hope.

Immediately, Qin Ze didn't hesitate anymore, and flew downward with the corpse Wannian.

The outline of the hell inn also came into view immediately.

To be precise, this is not an inn, but a small city.

It's just that the controller is a strength called Zombie Inn.

Hence the name Zombie Inn.

According to rumors, this group of zombie inns can contact people inside the gate of hell, so they can accurately locate the gate of hell.

But outside this inn, there are all kinds of shops.

Drinks, snacks.

What's even more amazing is that there are still people who buy it.

Looking at this scene, Qin Ze couldn't help but feel a little strange.

After all, people who can come to this kind of place are monks or zombies.

How could they eat this kind of junk food?

Shi Wannian saw Qin Ze's confusion, and immediately explained with a smile:

"Sir, you don't know, this drink seller is not just a drink seller, and the snack seller is not just a snack seller."

"You can take a closer look. The bosses who sell drinks are generally human monks, but the snack sellers are different, they are zombies."

Qin Ze raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and asked directly, "Is there any difference between the two besides race?"

"Of course sir." Shi Wannian explained:
"The monk only buys the monk's drink, and while buying the drink, he can also ask the boss for some information that he wants to know. As long as he knows, he will definitely know everything."

"Of course, it's just a message, and when you want to ask again, you need to continue to buy a bottle of drink."

"And it's not ordinary money that is used to buy drinks, but treasures that can be admired by the other party."

When Qin Ze heard the words, he looked at it carefully.

At first glance, it really is.

The monks who wanted to know new news would go to the stalls where they bought drinks.

The first thing to do is to show off his treasures for buying drinks.

And many monks have the idea of ​​buying drinks, but they don't have the ability.

Because there are some things that the seller doesn't like at all, so naturally they won't tell you the news.

But every seller is different.

It's just a matter of preference.

Moreover, when the two of them passed on the news, they still passed it through the voice transmission in their minds.

Because here, a piece of information is extremely important.

Cannot be passed on.

In order to prevent the news from spreading, these sellers will not disclose important information to the monks who came in a team.

It is obviously not worthwhile for the seller to use one treasure to buy a transaction in which two people know one piece of information.

It is also because of this that they will not sell it.

Obviously, the arrival of Qin Ze and Shi Wannian has also been noticed and recorded.

It's not uncommon for monks and zombies to team up.

But since it is a team, it is difficult to buy news.

So whenever Qin Ze walked towards a booth, the boss just ignored him.

There are even excessive ones that drive you away directly.

Helpless, Qin Ze wandered around for a long time, but didn't find any useful news.

And just when he was impatient, an old man appeared out of nowhere, holding a flagpole in his hand.

Qin Ze took a closer look, and there were four large characters of Tianji Shensu on it.

Good guy, there is a magic stick in this kind of place?

Qin Ze raised his brows and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Isn't the magic stick a lie?

So who is he coming here to deceive?
I'm afraid I can only deceive fools.

"Look, take a look, it's a miracle, you know everything, just opened, the first one is free, it's not white, it's not worth it!"

free? !
Su Qin, who was about to leave, stopped immediately.

It's free, so what if you get cheated.

So he immediately walked over with the corpse Wannian.

Seeing that there were two of them, the old man didn't act strangely. Instead, he looked at Qin Ze who was approaching with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until Qin Ze walked beside him that he stroked his goatee and said:

"Is the golden scale a thing in the pool, it will transform into a dragon when it encounters a storm!"

"Young man, you are not simple!"

The old man squinted his small eyes that were shining brightly, and looked at Qin Ze carefully.

He didn't pay attention to Shi Wannian at all, as if he knew that he was just a servant.

But Qin Ze didn't find it strange. If a magic stick couldn't even see this, it would be called a magic stick in vain.

(End of this chapter)