This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

On the wooden wall of the house, there was blood red, and the stench came through the cracks, causing everyone to cough.

The corpses in the room were placed in a mess, and the blood was drawn clean under the withered yellow flesh, and was smeared on the wall indiscriminately. The purpose of the perpetrator was unknown.

"This is a sudden disaster..." The village chief looked at the two people standing intact in front of him, and he probably understood in his heart that these two people are not ordinary people, so he quietly distanced himself from them with a trembling voice, "Are you two?" Did you come to the village only yesterday?"

Gu Langqing nodded, and glanced at Feng Wujing. The man in red was casually sizing up this unsightly murder case, with no expression on his face. He could imagine what this man was going to say next.

"What does this have to do with me? You are asking the wrong person, get out of here."

The village chief had a choked expression on his face, and he coughed hard a few times: "Last night, such a big event happened in the village, and only the two of you survived. You two must be very capable. I wonder if you can help me with this little favor. Tell me what you heard or saw last night?"

Gu Langqing twitched the corners of his lips. In fact, in this situation, an ordinary person's thinking should be to doubt the identities of the two of them. This village chief... was frightened by Feng Wujing's aura?

Gu Langqing said in a deep voice: "We are not very clear about what happened last night, but this kind of thing happened next to you, don't worry, we will definitely not just sit idly by."

Feng Wujing: "?"

Feng Wujing took a deep look at Gu Langqing: "The Evil God Realm is right in front of you, I have come all the way here, not to see you investigate the murder case."

To be honest, Feng Wujing can't understand Gu Langqing's actions now, for the sake of reputation, to save people?Is it necessary? After all, no one cares.

But Gu Langqing's attitude was very firm: "Check."

Feng Wujing's brain was a little sore, he rubbed his temples with his fingers, and looked at Gu Langqing with a look of looking crazy.

"I don't have time to accompany you to do this, and you don't want to do it for me. Go in and see the so-called evil god. I just passed away. Is it interesting to spread this mess here, Gu Langqing?"

Gu Langqing lowered his eyes, his expression seemed to be a little loose, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Feng Wujing sneered.

The village chief looked at the two of them, and seemed to be thinking about how to speak. After a long time, he finally said with difficulty: "In our village, last night, not only your posthouse had an accident, but all the posthouses in the village died. There are no people... Oh no, there are two survivors over there, but they are also in a state of serious injuries and unconsciousness, only the two of you are unharmed, please help us."

Feng Wujing watched this scene indifferently, turned around without saying a word and sat back in the room soaked in the smell of blood, and slammed the door behind him.

The village chief stared dumbfounded at this smooth movement, and was gently patted on the shoulder by the white-clothed immortal.

He sighed softly: "Let's go, take me to see what happened in other post houses."

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Su Fenggu walked along the crowded path in front of him, the crowd was surging, but it was really lively.

In the Demon Market, most people come here to exchange for treasures and improve their magic power, and a few of them are like him, who come to check for news.

Although it is said that you get what you pay for, Su Fenggu thought, things that cannot be found in the history books of the demon world, this kind of people may not really know about them.

Walking along the path to the end, although this place is located in the devil world, occasionally some shady deals are done, but no one suggested to get rid of this place, probably because they can use it themselves.Su Fenggu turned his head cautiously and looked at the brightly lit path. It was indeed his first time to come here, and the philistine atmosphere here was almost stronger than that of the upper human world.

The man in black was standing expressionlessly, and suddenly another figure flashed in front of his eyes. The figure was so fast that he didn't even react in time.

Looking up again, the man in black and hat met the smiling face of the man just now, he finally had a trace of emotion on his face, and cast doubtful eyes on Su Fenggu.

Su Fenggu said softly: "This place is a trading place in the devil world. The things I want to trade are not there. Let me ask you."

The man in the hat looked inquiring, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Su Fenggu said firmly, "But I guess you know what I want to ask."

The hands and face of the man in black clothes and hat are covered with marks left by the years, the black and yellow spots on the skin, and the deep wrinkles, all of which indicate the age of this person.

The man in the hat tilted his head calmly: "Are you really going to trade with me?"

Everyone knows that this place is located in an excellent geomantic treasure in the devil world, and it is used for transactions, and once a transaction is started, it must be carried through to the end, as if it is restricted by some magical and invisible power.

Therefore, as long as the person wearing the hat agrees to start the transaction, the two must complete the transaction, otherwise the party who breaks the contract will suffer backlash.

The man in the hat looked at the blurred corners of the lips of the person in front of him who was hidden under the veil, and then looked at the pair of purely unworldly eyes, the cloudy pupils moved.

This little disciple sent by the elder shouldn't have appeared in such a seemingly peaceful but actually extremely dangerous place. I'm afraid he doesn't even know the rules of trading here?

Does he know who he is?

The man in the hat snorted, looked at the man's determination, laughed secretly in his heart, and nodded in response.

Everyone only knows that he has strong magical powers, and he accepts the entrance fee here, but they don't know his true identity.

Su Fenggu nodded lightly, and heard the man's hoarse voice drifting over, but it disappeared as if it had penetrated a pore, leaving only goosebumps on his arm: "You want to ask me for news? I promise you , Everything I know, I know everything, and I can say everything, but my transaction condition is the most precious thing in you."

After being stunned for a moment, Su Fenggu realized that this person's strange voice did not come out of thin air, but... from this empty building, they rushed towards him from the outside to the inside, wrapping him tightly in it.

Of course, he wasn't the only one, everyone in this building felt a burst of unbearable discomfort at the same time, and was taken aback by the pretense of "the most precious thing in you".

Everyone's gazes were directed towards the two of them.

It was the first time they had heard such an imposing "transaction condition". Similarly, due to the constraints of the venue, the person accepting the transaction could not speak freely, and it was often determined by the value that a person could provide.

Maybe it's a magic weapon, maybe it's gold, silver and jewelry, or something to help the other party... In short, no one has ever heard of such a condition - the most precious thing on your body?

What is this?Treasure, items, or, life?

In the same way, it can be seen that such a condition can be set, and the value that the man in black can provide is considerable.

With this condition, if there was no other way out, no one would go to him, right?

Everyone suddenly knew the ability of the man in black, and they were surprised, even more fearful. At the same time, they all cast a few sympathetic looks at the boy who traded with him.

Maybe there are more eyes on the show.

On this condition, even if he really knows some information, this kid is not worth the loss.

Sure enough, Su Fenggu heard the announcement-like words, and a little bit of confusion appeared on his face. After the confusion, he still nodded in approval.

Transaction started, cannot be aborted.

The hat-wearing man clasped a finger with his middle finger, and tapped the wall casually with his elbow shaking. The rusty finger hit the white wall, and a "ding" sounded in everyone's ears.

He rubbed his wrists with great interest: "For many years, no one has come to make a deal with me. Everyone seems to have forgotten that I used to control the most confidential transaction information in this place."

Hearing this, Su Feng did not change his expression.

The old knuckles of the hat-wearing man touched the wrinkled mandible, and he pulled the bamboo hat on his head back a few times, revealing a pair of cloudy but still shining eyes.

"So, let me see, what is your most precious thing?"

Su Feng smiled and said, "It's okay to watch it later, can I ask a question first?"

The man in the hat seemed to be thinking for a while, then withdrew his hands, and said in a deep voice, "You can ask."

Immediately afterwards, everyone could only see the lips of the two standing face to face.

The place automatically cancels the sound, and the transaction is a very personal thing. Naturally, only the two parties to the transaction can hear each other's conversation. At the same time, during the transaction, others cannot cause any harm to the trader.

However, I have never seen a transaction involving the person wearing the hat, and have never heard of such transaction conditions. Everyone is extremely curious and guesses what this "most precious thing" will be.

The Man in the Hat: "Just ask."

Su Feng said, "I want to know what happened in the Demon Realm before the former Demon Venerable succeeded to the throne."

The man in the hat looked terrified, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes, "Why are you asking this?"

Su Feng replied: "I have my own use, you just need to tell me."

The man wearing the hat pondered the inner and outer meaning of this sentence, but couldn't find out the identity of the person, so he couldn't help being a little impatient: "Which elder sit down disciple are you?"

Su Fenggu smiled innocently: "Master in black, can't you see?"

The man in the hat really couldn't tell, his brows were getting tighter and tighter.The weight of this question... is that he underestimated this little disciple at first.

Su Feng said: "I think, with the protection of the venue, you can't cause harm to me, and the same goes for me, so answer my question quickly, so we can close the deal, right?"

Hearing this, the man wearing the hat suddenly opened his eyes. This man has been pretending to be here for the first time, not paying the entrance fee, not knowing the way, and even coming to him for a deal without knowing what to do... Could it be that it was all on purpose? And why?

However, he was right, as long as the transaction is over, he got the "most precious thing" from that person, and his mouth is sealed, even if there was a small mistake before, and he revealed some very important information, it doesn't matter .