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Chapter 90 Emperor, Beggar and Monk
After writing these words, the human skin paper became unknown, just when Qin Shihuang found the Taoist priest with four eyes again.

The human skin paper began to write again.

"Although they are strong, they are also weird and not weak"

"Be careful, it can't be said that the weirdness will have a great impact on this world."

Just do what you say, the handwriting on the human skin paper begins to twist, it seems that there is emotion and life.

One by one wanted to crawl out of the human skin, each word was filled with an evil and weird aura.

Just when the handwriting was about to fall off, Qin Shihuang's hands holding the human skin paper were tightly held together.

Unexpectedly, the human skin paper seemed to be taken aback, and the bloody handwriting disappeared in an instant.

And Qin Shihuang looked at the human skin paper in his hand thoughtfully.

'Just now, what an evil breath'

At this moment, Fang Luo was sitting on the Supreme Throne as always, his eyes looking through the space at the human skin paper in Qin Shihuang's hand.

"Cross-world? He shouldn't be in the horror house world."

"Drip, it's impossible for this human skin paper to cross the world, it's too fragile"

Fang Luo frowned slightly when he heard the words, and then his mind moved, his eyes looked at the human skin paper through the long river of time.

The golden heart also beat, but the golden blood seemed to evaporate, gradually decreasing.

In just a moment, he saw through the causal relationship like human skin.

This human skin used to be a woman named Zhao Lin, who was killed by the bookstore owner after working as a clerk in a bookstore and made human skin.

This woman even opened the door before she died. The bookstore that Qin Shihuang entered before was part of the world inside her door.

However, this human skin paper mutated one day, and the woman enshrined in it was instantly swallowed up.

Seeing this, Fang Luo scratched his head, this woman named Zhao Lin was also in red after death.

It stands to reason that it would be difficult for even a fierce god to kill a red-clothed creature silently.

Not to mention that this woman is still a top red dress.

'There seems to be something hidden in this human skin?Watch House of Horror's Timeline Can't See Through'

'That is to say, this human skin was taken away? '

"interesting"

"Drip! Host, do you think there is such a possibility?"

"This piece of human skin belongs to another world and he himself has no ability to travel through the world."

"But some event made it pass through?"

The system guessed.

Fang Luo: "...???"

"You don't have to! You can shut up, Mr. System."

"Let's forget about this kind of old story"

"Leave it alone and see what it wants to do"

……

in the city.

Trade a street.

"Your Majesty, this is the only exchange in the city."

Qin Shihuang looked at the densely packed ground with exposed veins on his forehead.

"Is there no pawn shop?"

"Hey, Your Majesty, prepare in a hurry. At that time, we didn't expect so many ordinary people to come back."

"Even the powerful big shots are getting in here."

"Of course, they are also available in pawn shops."

Fang Luo: "??? Blame me?"

Qin Shihuang sighed after hearing the words, then nodded, and walked slowly towards the inside.

"Oh, my nobleman! Don't you want to take a look at my new evil spirit talisman?" "Long Xun Ruler is on sale!"

"Growth times have changed! I got this pistol from a technologically advanced world"

"Hey, Your Majesty, this is the skull of Qin Shihuang! It's a rare thing that you can't ask for."

Emperor Qin Shihuang:"……"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he got rid of the crowd, and walked to a relatively open place in front of him in three steps at a time.

It seems that this is no longer the domain of street stalls.

Looking around, there are clothing, talismans, pills, weapons, electronic equipment, books and even Gu worms.

And Qin Shihuang took a fancy to a pawnshop that looked more luxurious at a glance, um... It was also because there was only this pawnshop at this glance.

I walked forward quickly and looked up at the name of the store. Well... what a rich pawn shop.

But just as Qin Shihuang was about to walk in, it was pitch black, thick with dust and slightly greasy hands.

Strongly grabbed Qin Shihuang's wrist.

"Huh? Assassin?" Qin Shihuang murmured softly, feeling the strength of his wrist.

But he didn't panic, not to mention that he was already different from ordinary people, even ordinary ghosts couldn't be beaten by him.

It should be said that there are unusual ghosts that he can fight without him.

Not to mention that if someone kills someone in this city, it will be difficult to die.

"Hey, the old beggar is not an assassin"

The person who spoke was a dirty beggar in common clothes, but he didn't have any smell on his body, maybe it was blocked by the parliament.

"Who are you?" Qin Shihuang asked.

And the old beggar also let go of Qin Shihuang's hand that was relaxing.

After all, this person is dressed brightly, and he can't afford to get it dirty.

"Hehehehe, the old beggar is the old beggar. If you ask me his name, the old beggar is Lu Niansheng."

"Oh? Then why did you stop me?" Qin Shihuang patted his stained sleeve and said.

At the same time, his brain was working rapidly, recalling the books he had read before and searching for the three words Lu Niansheng.

Try to find clues about this person in the books.

After all, people from any timeline here may exist.

"Your Majesty must have entered this pawn shop because of the human skin in his hand?"

"Ok?"

The old beggar smiled, and gestured to the parchment with his eyes.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go to the pawn shop and sell the parchment paper to old beggars in the future?"

"You paid for it?" Qin Shihuang raised his eyebrows. This old beggar didn't look like he was rich.

"Hey, Your Majesty, if I had money, I wouldn't be a beggar, of course I would barter."

As he spoke, the old beggar flipped his right hand and a purple gold jade bottle appeared in his palm out of thin air.

There is a faint light in the jade bottle, and the body of the bottle is like stars shining in the sky.

It looks very precious.

The old beggar said before Qin Shihuang could speak: "Your Majesty, there is a star in this bottle. It is a very precious weapon refining material. Of course, the power of the star in it is also an excellent cultivation treasure."

Qin Shihuang looked at it, and inadvertently revealed a hint of interest in the eyes of this Wanru thing that the legendary cultivators need.

Afterwards, he took the human skin paper and wanted to throw it over. After all, the human skin paper is very evil. Ever since he got this thing, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

But just as he reached out to throw the parchment away, an old fan blocked between the two of them.

This kind of behavior instantly attracted the eyes of Qin Shihuang and the old beggar.

Looking up from the old fan, a man with a cattail fan in his hand, a tattered hat on his head, a tattered clothes, and tattered shoes stood there with a smile on his face.

"The poor monk Daoji of Lingyin Temple met two donors"

"However, this benefactor wants to buy this human skin paper, and the poor monk is not willing."

"Hmph, the poor monk also wants human skin paper." After Daoji said, he grinned, and then he took his fan back and fanned the wind

And the old beggar's face darkened, "Hey! Do you, monk, understand that first come first come first?"

Daoji burst out laughing when he heard the words, "Amitabha! The poor monk, the benefactor, has a destiny with this human skin paper."

And Qin Shihuang was also a little interested, and said, "Then what price can you offer this monk?"

Jigong smiled, flipped the cattail fan in his hand, and a relic of primary color appeared on it.

The relic was covered by golden light, and the burning sound full of compassion resounded in the ears of the two of them.

A dragon's roar was even heard coming from the relic, and a colorful halo of merit floated gently on the relic.

Seeing this scene, the old beggar's face darkened even more.

'Who is this monk?Such a precious treasure, just take it if you say it'

And the Buddha-nature carried on this relic is even deeper than the Buddhist Ming King I saw before.

And the bursts of dragon roars in it prove that the eminent monk who gave birth to this relic is terrifying.

'Could it be a real dragon cultivating Buddha? '

(End of this chapter)