"As you can see, I am a magician. I came here just to find her. The beggar you saw before is both me and not me."

Li Shanren hugged Alice to his chest, held the wooden bowl to her mouth with one hand, and gently pinched her chin with the other hand to open her mouth slightly so that the gruel in the bowl could be filled. Can be poured in smoothly.

The sleepy Alice raised her throat slightly and instinctively swallowed the thin porridge water.

Seeing this scene, Li Shanren breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened slightly.

As long as I can eat, I can survive at least for the time being.

"'It's you, but it's not you', what do you mean?" the bald old man asked in a hoarse voice.

"That is to say, the me you saw in the past is not the same me as the me in front of you now. We are similar, but not the same."

While feeding Alice porridge, Li Shanren calmly argued with the bald old man. Although he promised not to lie, he did not say that he could not sophistry.

Metaphysical philosophical questions like "I was not who I am now" can be thrown out to deal with the other party, as long as the secret of one's own resurrection is not revealed.

As for any strange associations the other party may have from this, that has nothing to do with him.

However, the bald old man was obviously not that easy to fool. His eyes darkened, "Are you kidding me?"

"Am I teasing you? Haha, whatever you want, but you have killed me in the past, and now I am sitting in front of you. Don't you understand? Do you think we are the same person? "

Li Shanren put down the wooden bowl in his hand and looked up at the bald old man with calm eyes.

Here he deliberately used a rhetorical question, intending to mislead the bald old man through his words. The final conclusion he drew depends entirely on what the bald old man thinks. It has nothing to do with Li Shanren, and it is not considered a lie.

"Let's be clear! The life and death of you and this girl are still in my hands."

The bald old man seemed to have lost his patience.

"As I said before, I am a magician. Isn't it strange that I have some special skills? Why don't you give me my staff back and I can demonstrate it to you? So you can understand."

Facing the old man's threat, Li Shanren still couldn't explain clearly. Being able to be resurrected was his biggest trump card as a player. Of course he couldn't expose it. He wouldn't tell it anyway. The best way was to mislead the bald old man. , reminding him of other things.

"Your staff? Is it this?"

The bald old man took out a cane from his clothes with a dark sapphire on the top. It was Li Shanren's lost stargazing stick.

"You are still lying to me." The bald old man squinted and looked at the cane, "There is no magic breath on it, and it is impossible to release any faction's magic."

Because this is a staff from the border area, its spellcasting basis is magic pyroxene, which is completely different from the magic of this world. Of course, it cannot release the magic here.

Hearing this, Li Shanren couldn't help but curse.

"Since you think it's not a staff, why not give it back to me? It's of no use in your hands anyway." Li Shanren said calmly.

The bald old man snorted coldly and put back the stargazing stick.

Although he didn't understand the use of this cane, it was impossible to return it to the mage. Who knew what this man who was full of lies would do with it.

The delivery date was coming soon, and as a carrier and caretaker, he didn't want to cause any trouble at this juncture.

In fact, it stands to reason that the best way to deal with a guy like this who doesn't know the bounds of the world and breaks in without permission is to kill him directly.

But the beggar who looked exactly like him was also killed by him. Even his body was turned into dust and there was no way he could be resurrected.

However, now this magician who looked almost exactly the same appeared in front of him.

The bald old man guessed that the beggar before and the magician in front of him might be just a puppet or avatar, or even a false magic phantom...

Kill him and maybe new ones will be sent.

The top priority is to move the tributes as soon as possible to avoid being found here by the person behind the scenes who doesn't know the purpose. As for the magician who doesn't know the truth or falsehood, it is better to keep it for the time being and use it as a cover. There may be some kind of relationship between him and the person behind the scenes. Contact, once killed, the other party will know.

It is better to wait until the transfer is on the way to deliver the tribute, and then consider killing him and cutting off the connection between him and the people behind the scenes, so as to avoid being found again.

We can't keep this stronghold anymore, we have to find a new place later...

While thinking, the bald old man looked at Alice in Li Shanren's arms with slight movement in his eyes.

The reason why he easily agreed to Li Shanren's conditions without taking any precautionary measures was that he certainly had no good intentions.

This little girl, who originally looked like an ice sculpture, was the best quality among the tributes. It would be a pity to die like this. If she was revived by the magician, it would be a good thing for him.

After thinking about it, the bald old man no longer wanted to pay attention to Li Shanren's nonsense. He glanced at the other party indifferently, said no more nonsense, held the oil lamp, and turned around to leave the dungeon.

Um? Just left like this? No more questions?

Li Shanren looked at the bald old man's leaving figure, a little confused.

He didn't know what kind of psychological activities the bald old man went through in that short period of time.

Obviously, this old man is not the kind of enemy who will proudly reveal everything he thinks. He is more like a vicious snake hiding in the grass, trying to put people in danger while making silent calculations. Death place.

No matter what Li Shanren thought, the bald old man left without looking back. With the slamming of the door, the dungeon fell into deep darkness again.

Li Shanren continued to feed Alice the porridge silently. Although it was pitch dark now, he could still feed Alice the porridge and water in the bowl little by little based on his feeling.

Sorry, it was my fault before. I shouldn't have entrusted you to an unclear place at will.

Don't die, I have money now and can afford to support you, I have to live...

Li Shanren held Alice in his arms and muttered silently to himself in the darkness. Even though he always lay flat on his back, he did not want to see such a child die here because of his mistake.

You have to find a way to escape, you can't just sit there and wait for death.

But in the current situation, is there anything worth trying?

Li Shanren has always felt that he is the kind of person who is relatively mediocre in all aspects. It is just that he has accepted the impact of the information age, which has slightly broadened his horizons and made his thinking more open-minded compared to the people here.

He does not feel that he is superior to others in any aspect. He even feels that many people can do better when they are in the same position as him. At most, he, as an ordinary person, will make ordinary choices.

What should an ordinary person do when encountering this situation?

His meager IQ was not enough for him to come up with an earth-shattering strategy to get out of this predicament, and his body was also weak enough to prevent him from escaping from this prison.

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