Different dimension game

Feng Ling still didn't make a sound, and looked at the old man carefully.

"Little girl, you came here with a special mission, right? You must have encountered something extraordinary? What is in that sack of yours? Hmm? If you don't say anything, no one can help you .”

Pan Hao is not a person without eyesight, and he can tell at a glance that this bag of things is not extraordinary.

A thick and strange breath emanated from the sack.

His heart suddenly moved, and his voice lowered: "...Your bag of things...you can't walk around on the road in such a big way."

"Don't waste time here, follow me if you trust me." Pan Hao rubbed his nose, "Find a place to live first, what you want to do shouldn't be easy, right?"

Facing this strange old man, Fengling felt suspicious and embarrassed.

After all, she is 20 years old Amy's age, her body smells so bad because she dug out 10 screaming chickens from the garbage dump... It's no wonder if it doesn't smell bad.

After pondering for a while, Fengling picked up the sack and got into Pan Hao's BYD car.

She really has nowhere to go.

(If the social order of this world is perfect, everything may need something called "money".) She has no money, no status, and nothing.

Ordinary humans can't bully her, because she has the ability of "spiritual vision".It may be a bit more difficult to fight against weirdness; against ordinary people, as long as you are stared at, you will faint directly.

Therefore, she is not very afraid of some uncle.

"Uncle... who are you?" Feng Ling asked cautiously.

She suddenly discovered that the words she spoke were not a language she was familiar with, but a language called Chinese.

(Is it the effect of the flame in my mind?)

Fengling thought in her heart.

"My name is Pan Hao. You can call me Uncle Pan." Pan Hao said without looking back.

"I had a dream last night... Saint, he asked me to come here to pick up someone." Pan Hao said with a trace of fanaticism.

"I knew that the saint is immortal...he finally contacted me!"

"Saint?" Fengling asked suspiciously.

"Don't look at my age, old Pan. When I was young, I was also a person who saved the world..." Pan Hao boasted, "After the guidance of the sage, I can be regarded as a half-successful person. A villa. In this small Hong Kong Island, you can’t even buy such a small villa.”

Half a successful person is actually a humble statement.A rich man worth more than one billion can be regarded as a famous person.

Of course, in awe of this world, Pan Hao lived an unusually low-key life.

Never entering the official perspective, this is his survival principle.

Reason: trouble, fear.

"Drip!"

When the green light came on, the cars behind kept urging and honking their horns frantically.

Pan Hao turned his head, blushed and roared loudly: "Driving so fast to seek death! Is the Mercedes-Benz amazing?"

He muttered a few words in his heart: If I hadn't kept a low profile, I would have bought a Rolls-Royce a long time ago.

Feng Ling was startled by his roar.

(Saint, is this the most powerful force in the world?)

(Could it be that the saint helped me just now? Manipulated my body?)

She was thinking wildly.

"By the way, you can talk about what happened to you first." Lao Pan cleared his throat, "We are also people who have saved the world, and we can give advice. Of course, you can not talk about what you can't say, and there are some things that you can't say. , I won't force it."

He paused, then said with a smile: "I see that your ears are pointed, and your child's hole has a hint of green. You are not a human in our world, right? Visitors from parallel worlds are nothing. We have seen a lot."

"Your world won't be occupied by some ghost thing, right?"

"Who is the saint...?" Fengling was startled.

"It's impossible for me to tell the secret of the saint." Pan Hao sighed a little when talking about this matter, "Even if this secret has already been made public in the circle."

"If you are from a parallel world, you don't have to be embarrassed. After all, our world is very deep. One more person is not too many, and one less is not a lot."

"Of course, I will help you because the saint has noticed you."

Inexplicably, she met an old man she was familiar with, and directly pointed out that she was a human being in a parallel world. Fengling was so nervous that she was about to collapse.

But take a closer look, she does look a little different from the crowd on the road, only a little bit...

I can't see it at all!

Not long after, Pan Hao's residence arrived.

Mid-Levels Villas can be regarded as a well-known wealthy area on Hong Kong Island.

Pan Hao drove the car into the garage and shouted, "Honey, there are guests at home! Cook some good food."

A well-maintained woman in her 60s peeped out in the kitchen: "Where is that pretty little girl? (Where is that pretty girl)?"

"I picked it up on the side of the road...don't ask, don't be curious, don't talk too much, let alone tell it." Pan Hao said seriously.

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Chapter 192 Mr. Ye Loves Dragons' Pan Hao

"Oh!" This woman was obviously not an innocent and ignorant woman, she quickly closed her mouth and chose to believe her husband.

Pan Hao is over 70 years old. At this age, even if he wants to keep a lover, he can't take him home directly.

Moreover, the little girl was dirty, and she was carrying a snakeskin bag, which really looked like she was picked up by the side of the road.

"You go to the toilet to take a shower first, and then we'll talk about you. The saint arranged for me to pick you up, there must be a reason, but he doesn't want to come forward... hey, you clean it up first, we'll think about it later Think of ways to."

Fengling cautiously entered the bathroom and turned on the shower faucet.

The level of science and technology in the new world is similar to that of her past world, and these devices are not unfamiliar to use.

"The clothes are hanging at the door, you can change."

After Pan Hao put a few pieces of his granddaughter's clothes at the door, he came downstairs wearing slippers.

"Katcha" lit a cigarette with a bang, and his heart was surging.

He couldn't do it nervously!

Trembling with fright!

"My mother loves dragons because of Ye Gong!" Pan Hao cursed in his heart.

He is a very contradictory person.In a blink of an eye, it has been 40 years since he escaped from Taoyuan Village. Although he was extremely panicked at the beginning and was in constant panic, after he calmed down, the mysterious unknown attracted him all the time.

Even though the quality of life is getting higher and higher, and the money is getting more and more, but after seeing a wider world, the one-third of an acre of land I have now has a feeling of being uninterested.

However, when he is used to a peaceful life, it is difficult to devote himself to the real big adventure.

Pan Hao found that the cigarette had gone out, and lit it again, his hand holding the lighter trembled a little.

"Hey, at the age of dementia, I still want to take risks, take risks."

But the saint's dream, he had to follow through.

I looked at the snakeskin bag again, and there was an ominous atmosphere inside.

He touched the ancestral dagger in his waist.

Say silently, "Middle!"

The dagger flew out, knocked down a fallen leaf outside the window, turned around again, and flew back.

"It seems that my old Pan, the treasured sword is not old, and it can still come in handy."

After washing for more than 20 minutes and washing off the stains on her body, Feng Ling went downstairs wearing a T-shirt.

The girl is actually pretty good-looking, 1.6 meters tall, not too tall, with fair skin and shiny hair, but she is a little thinner and her chest is too small, no different from the airport...but overall she looks good of.

"Drink tea first, and eat later. Don't be afraid, my granddaughter is as old as you." Lao Pan tried his best to put on a kind smile.

"That...uncle." Feng Ling bit her lips. When she was taking a bath, she thought about it for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have such a powerful organization here..."

"How strong do you want to be? Am I strong enough?" Pan Hao manipulated the ancestral dagger and flew it around in the air.

Grandpa is the one who has been killed hundreds of times by weirdness.

"This, maybe not enough..."

Fengling's eyes shone slightly, and white light flickered from her childish holes. Pan Hao's head froze for a while, and the ancestral dagger that drew circles in the air fell to the ground with a bang.

Pan Hao was startled, this woman was actually the kind with fighting power!

He cleared his throat and said, "I'm indeed a little guy. And our world also has many powerful organizations."

"But I have to avoid them because I have to keep a secret... I don't want to deal with them."

"It's not difficult to find them."

Pan Hao picked up a banana, peeled it and ate it: "First of all, let me know what happened to you. If you don't say anything, I can't help you."

Fengling was silent for a moment, before uttering two words: "One... has invaded our world. I want to ask for help."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Pan Hao coughed violently, his old face was flushed, and he almost choked himself to death with a banana. It took a long time before he recovered.

He didn't know if the "devil god" in another world was the one he understood, but no matter what, the news was surprising enough.

"I thought it was something."

Pan Hao frowned: "It's the 'demon god' from the very beginning. Except for the saints who may help you solve it, other organizations...do you think it's possible? And what leverage do you have, let those big organizations, with a large number of casualties, save you world? With what's in your snakeskin pouch?"

"I, I, I..." Fengling stuttered nervously, her face was slightly red, and her muscles were tense.

She opened the snakeskin bag, and a lot of leather shoes fell out of it.

"what is this……"

Pan Hao can be regarded as a person with sharp eyesight. At a glance, he can see that these leather shoes are street goods, and there is no supernatural element: "A pair costs dozens of dollars. Or is it a single? It can't be sold."

"Huh? Wait."

These leather shoes are very weird, there are men's and women's styles, what's the use, but I don't know what's going on.

Another red high-heeled shoe fell out.

"Oh? This thing... is a bit interesting. I don't know what it does, but it does have a weird element."

Another large piece of the box fell out, a full 20 kilograms, this thing is so heavy.

"Secret... Mithril?! Good guy, such a sack, where did you get so much Mithril!" Pan Hao was startled, with a look of shock on his face, "You will not steal the treasury of a big country Right? Could it be that your world is rich in Mithril?"

"If this is the case, the benefits are really huge!"

Mithril is bought and sold on the black market in the supernatural world, and it is calculated by "gram", and the price of one gram is about 100 million.Still dollars!

The real high-ranking officials and nobles all wear mithril and fine gold as decorations on their bodies.Rare things are precious, these supernatural elements are the real luxury goods, and they are many times more precious than all kinds of gems.

As a result, 20 kilograms of mithril came up, and the value may be tens of billions?

The more Pan Hao thought about it, the more his scalp tingled.

If this little girl really becomes an internationally wanted criminal, he, Lao Pan, can't cover her up even if she wants to!

The benefits of tens of billions are too great, especially in this world there are magical abilities such as divination and prophecy. As long as you are willing to spend the cost, finding a wanted criminal is no problem.

Fengling blushed slightly, and hurriedly said: "No, no, it's not stolen! It's... It's the product of twisted body, I picked it up!"

"Twisted... You mean weird, right? In our world, these monsters are called 'weird'."

Pan Hao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the tadpole text on the fragments of the box, and took a magnifying glass to ponder for a long time.

I can't read it, and I don't know the language of which country at all.

After the Gorefiend incident, Pan Hao stopped robbing tombs and specialized in "antiques". Of course, he has some relationship with strange things, so he can be regarded as erudite.

But these tadpole texts are unheard of...

Chapter 193 The statue is cracked!

"I don't know the origin of these words..." Feng Ling said weakly.