I want to kill a god before I die

"Then can I ask about the result of the divination?" Cheng Hai asked.

"There is no divination." Master Lan said.

Cheng Hai: ""

The other party didn't want to say anything, so Cheng Hai didn't bother anymore.He turned around and bowed to the statue in the center.

The statue is carved from spiritual wood and bathed in fragrance.

Her appearance is very similar to Master Lan, but the statue exudes a mysterious and ethereal fairy air from the inside out, while Master Lan is just facial paralyzed.

The invisible force swept over Cheng Hai's body, as if passing through a thin water gate, and a transparent gate appeared in front of him.

Cheng Hai stepped in and looked back before leaving.

Behind Master Lan, there seemed to be nine fluffy tails floating.

"Nine-tailed fox?"

Cheng Hai secretly marveled and disappeared into the portal.

"The cause and effect are disordered, and it has deviated from the rules of this world, and I don't know what is hidden in this little guy's body."

After rambling, Master Lan sat down again and quietly picked up the book.

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No one has ever been here in general.

Chapter 22 Dead Street

The vision in front of him gradually became clear, Cheng Hai was standing on the vast octagonal square, in front of him stood the statue of the owner of the Street of Rebirth, and further ahead was the entrance of the Street of Rebirth.

"Hey buddy. Grunt monkey?"

The speaker was a black and thin man in a robe, his face was hidden under the hood, a piece of flesh and blood was missing on the left side of his lip, exposing thick white bones, which was quite permeable.

Perhaps because of the high price of the land on Gusheng Street, some people who are dissatisfied with the transaction price of the store will rent a temporary store on the square and set their own price.

Behind the hooded man was a cage containing a strange creature.

That thing is small in size, smaller than a human head.Its head is triangular, and if it weren't for its long limbs, it would look more like a bat.

""

Cheng Hai was silent, thoughtful.

It seems that many things can be sold here

Thinking that Cheng Hai was dissatisfied with the price, the man in the hood hit the rails while it was hot: "This little guy has a good sense of smell and is good at finding treasures. Its meat is also a tonic, which can improve spiritual sense. If you want to buy it, this price"

"No need, I'm in a hurry." Cheng Hai interrupted him, turned and left.

Death Street has its rules, the troublemaker will be permanently disqualified from entering, and he is not afraid of making trouble.

The street was dimly lit, but it wasn't as gloomy as imagined. It was just a little deserted due to the small number of people walking.

Perhaps because of some taboos, only one side of this street is covered with shops.The shops are far apart, but there are all kinds of beast shops, witchcraft shops, information shops and even spring houses.

Cheng Hai walked on the deserted main road with his head buried, like a man who goes shopping alone, with a clear purpose.

In fact, if it wasn't for Fan Jiang's affairs, he didn't want to contact here prematurely.

His current abilities are all from the physics department, and it's okay to deal with ghouls, but it's useless when it comes to those dirty things.

And not long ago, he brushed shoulders with a monster with only a head

Suddenly, Cheng Hai stopped abruptly and almost collided with a transparent object.

Cheng Hai raised his head, but was greeted with a scolding.

"What are you looking at! I've never seen a ghost!"

A ghost floated in front of his eyes, clutching his pocket tightly.

Cheng Hai looked aside, he was standing in front of the gate of Hell.

Mingxing, in other words, is a bank, a place where weirdos store their things, so it's no wonder this ghost has such a reaction.

When he looked up again, the shadow of the ghost was no longer there, and Cheng Hai didn't stay any longer and continued on his way.

He has too many things to do now, and he doesn't have time to deal with Yang Tianguang's affairs.

"The Underworld Pavilion, that's it."

Cheng Hai dragged the suitcase in, and his thick leather shoes stepped on the mahogany floor, making a "da da" sound.

The owner of the Underworld Pavilion raised his head, he was a young man, except for his long white hair covering his ears, there was nothing unusual about him.

"You have a new face." The master of Ming Qi Pavilion said lazily.

"That good memory?" Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

"Hehe, it has nothing to do with memory, I just need to read." The master of Ming Qi Pavilion pointed to his eyes.

"Ok."

Cheng Hai shrugged, put the box on the table, and said, "You lowly ghoul, 70, right?"

"Yes." The master of the Underworld Pavilion nodded.

"Don't you need to check?"

"I've checked." The master of Ming Qi Pavilion smiled and said, "Do you want cash or barter?"

Probably because of the ability of perspective, Cheng Hai didn't make a fuss, handed over the bank card and said, "Cash."

"Hold on."

With a swipe of the master of the Underworld Pavilion, a transparent panel appeared out of thin air.

Taking advantage of this time, Cheng Hai had time to look at other items in the Underworld Pavilion.

The variety of goods here is quite rich, which is roughly divided into three areas.

Small objects such as charms and writing brushes are placed separately in the booth like jewelry; swords and armor are hung on the weapon rack; and larger objects such as rocket launchers are floating above the head so that they can be taken off at any time.

"How is it? Is there anyone interested?" The pavilion master asked with a smile, and handed back the bank card.

"That opal is not bad." Cheng Hai took the bank card.

"No, it's just a cat's eye." The pavilion master corrected.

Cheng Hai: ""

Well, he admits.He is still a rookie in this special field.

"By the way, don't you have a special currency for this business?" Cheng Hai simply asked his doubts.

The prices of the commodities in the Underworld Pavilion are still in human currency units, and the prices fluctuate between one hundred thousand and ten million, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Hehe, do you think we are cultivating immortals?"

The owner of the pavilion smiled and explained: "The spirit stones in Xiuxian's novels can be used as currency because they contain spiritual power. And things with this function are called treasures here, and they can be used as currency." It's too extravagant."

"I see." Cheng Hai nodded.

If you have money in the future, you can come here to buy something.

"By the way, do you have a toilet here?"

I don't know if it's because he drank too much coffee, Cheng Hai suddenly felt anxious.

"As we all know, fairies don't need to shit, and neither do we." The Pavilion Master laughed.

"Okay." Cheng Hai had no choice but to endure it.

"If you're really in a hurry, you can go to the Alien Beast Store. The products there still need to be metabolized." The pavilion owner reminded.

"Thanks."

Cheng Hai thanked him and left in a hurry.

Returning to the dark street again, Cheng Hai's heart is like an arrow.

"Strange, I remember that after the witchcraft firm, it should be the beast firm."

I don't know if it's because of anxiety, but the way back seems to be longer than when he came, and it seems that there are always a few invisible people following him.

"Is it a ghost hitting the wall?"

Cheng Hai frowned, he had already walked 10 minutes longer than before.

Just when he was about to lose his patience, the signboard of the Alien Beast Pavilion finally appeared at the end of his sight, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine.

"Boss, can I borrow a toilet?"

Cheng Hai walked in quickly and greeted the boss of the Alien Beast Trading Company.

The boss is a gray-haired dwarf with a vicious face, but his temper is actually good, and he motioned Cheng Hai to go inside.

Cheng Hai thanked him, trotted into the toilet, and had a good time.

After solving the immediate needs, Cheng Hai went on the road again with ease, but

"Why am I in a hurry again?" Cheng Hai was distressed.

Although I was embarrassed to go back to the Alien Beast Store again, when Cheng Hai looked back, the Alien Beast Store had disappeared without a trace.

"Is this a thank you?"

Cheng Hai had a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After all, this is Past Life Street, and it's his first time here.

Whether the disappearance of the store is considered normal or not, he is not sure.

Reluctantly, Cheng Hai quickened his pace, getting faster and faster as he walked.

It's just that I can't find the exit.

"It's not over yet, is it?"

Standing in front of the Underworld Pavilion with the gate closed, Cheng Hai was furious.

He was sure, he was fucked!

But it's still such an embarrassing time!

"Are you lost?"

A timid voice came from beside him, it was a very cute little girl.

"It seems so."

In a hurry, Cheng Hai didn't have time to be surprised, and answered truthfully.

Although, this girl made him feel very familiar.

The little girl's pupils turned red, she glanced at Cheng Hai, she understood immediately, and said, "You have been fascinated by the resentful spirit, and that's why you lost your sense of direction."

"Wraith?"

Cheng Hai was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the spirit body that came out of the meditation.

The guy was hostile to him at the time, and if what the girl said was true, he probably did it.

"Go three hundred steps in this direction, then turn left and walk two hundred steps. There is a public toilet there. After solving the problem, turn right for 100 meters and you will see the statue. The interference of the wraith cannot affect the statue." Girl Seriously.

Cheng Hai looked in the direction she said, and there was a wall in front of him.

Although he still had doubts in his heart, he didn't do anything. There must be no reason for this girl to harm him, right?

After saying thanks, Cheng Hai left and passed through the wall smoothly.

On the side, the girl showed a worried look.

"I didn't expect to encounter ghostly objects here." A voice appeared in the girl's mind.

"Would it be too much for us to do this?" the girl said to the voice.

"Don't be stupid, little love. You know what happens to the person who is being targeted by the ghost, right?" The girl's eyes turned red again, and she smiled strangely, "We are helping him."

Yes, this seemingly harmless little girl is exactly the twins among the Eight Apostles!