"Ah sneeze!"

Ren Qiong was walking in the black market when he suddenly sneezed several times.

He rubbed his nose, feeling that someone must have missed him.

For example, the little sister in the family who is sometimes honest and sometimes aggressive is complaining about her unscrupulous brother who goes out for too long and doesn't come home, or who dares to go out to play without her...

"But I'm also very helpless..."

The young man complained in his heart that it was windy as he walked, and the route was sometimes mysterious and remote, and sometimes he was squeezed into the crowd.

He was trying to shake off the pursuers behind him.

This is not an easy task.

Because with practice, the human body's life level improves, and many organs are increased along with it.

For example, the eyesight is better, the sense of smell is more sensitive, the hearing is sharper...etc.

The five sense organs are connected to the five internal organs, and the five internal organs are also related to the seven souls. When the authority and functions of this part are controlled by the soul of the monk, and can actively analyze the data collected by the designated five senses... that would be terrible!

The "power of the whole country" has been mobilized, and many think tanks have been mobilized. Once a person is targeted, it will be very difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Ren Qiong was prepared from the beginning.

His height is fake, so is his body shape... Even the smell on his body was made by urgently purchasing some things on the black market and "packaging" them in a hierarchical way.

Suddenly, Ren Qiong walked into a shop compartment at the corner. The business here was pretty good, and there were some unusual spices on the market for the evil incense monks to buy.

Incense Road, worship ghosts and gods.

However, if people are good and bad, how can ghosts and gods be generalized?

If there are good gods, there must also be evil ghosts.

The good gods provide legitimate services, while the evil ghosts...just as the name suggests, provide many shady services and do the dirty work.

As people's hearts change and malice surges, the industry of evil spirits will become more and more prosperous, turning into shadows and darkness in the world.

Evil ghosts also want incense, and they crave some processed incense blended with special spices, which are on the list strictly prohibited by the Taoist court.

It is okay to worship good gods.

Evil ghost?

no!

However, as long as there is demand and interest, some people will risk their lives to trade.

Isn’t this?

Related spices are sold blatantly on the black market.

Ren Qiong had been here before, stepped in some, and bought some simple spices to adjust his body odor.

He had carefully planned for that talisman book.

Mastering the core technology, he is willing to pursue it no matter how many methods or procedures are used.

At this moment, he returned to his old place and directed his eyes to the door here. The moment he stepped through the restricted door, he evaporated one layer of scent on his body and exposed the second layer.

After silently choosing a designated product, he quickly ran away under the shopkeeper's astonished gaze.

The moment he went out, Ren Qiong's height suddenly shrank due to the change in the height of the steps, and he took off the high heels that increased his height by ten centimeters.

He also worked hard for that talisman book!

There was even a moment before when Ren Qiong seriously considered the issue of "women's clothing" - suddenly, a cute girl came online!

If it were not for the fact that he couldn't pass the threshold in his heart, the villain transformed into integrity tightly grabbed the young man's moral integrity, knelt on the ground and tried to persuade him, staged a battle between heaven and man in Ren Qiong's heart, and finally narrowly won...

"Your Majesty, it's not worth it!"

The moral villain shouted, "You must calm down!"

"The difference between women's clothing is zero times and countless times. Once the bottom line is exceeded, there is no way to look back!"

"And you hold the Hetu Luoshu in your hand. There are spiritual treasures like this that can predict the past and the future. How could you know that there are no other similar treasures that can travel through time and see history?"

"What if, Your Majesty, you become famous one day and the world is curious about your growth, looking through history, and seeing the scene where your glorious image was shattered?!"

"I'm afraid I will be talked about forever!"

The hard advice of moral integrity revived Ren Qiong's moral integrity and swept away all kinds of cluttered thoughts.

Obviously, a talisman book is not enough to make him famous for a lifetime.

Wearing high heels is already the limit.

The smell changed, the height changed, and soon after, even the mask and clothes changed.

The mask was changed, from a black tiger to a lion, and the glory of the Lion Gang came online.

The clothes were even simpler, with a touch of spiritual fluid spilled and the luster faded away, as if they had been covered in dust for many years.

…

A brand new person hurried out of the store, completely different from when he came in.

He even passed by people who were following him slowly and hurriedly, and his true identity was not discovered on the other side.

Ren Qiong didn't say a word, and in a flash he was in the crowd, and followed the previous method to lay out various suspicions.

"It's from the shopkeeper!"

The ferocious tone came from a stalker who felt something was wrong as he followed. He found that the target had disappeared at some point, and hurriedly chased into the disappeared shop stall. Looking at the shopkeeper and a few scattered customers, he shouted: "Where was that guy just now? ?!"

"What person? Which person?"

The shopkeeper was also confused and asked a question.

"He's just a big tall man, eight feet tall..." the following spy described, and then received a response from the shopkeeper, "He's gone!"

"How is that possible? I obviously didn't see it!"

The spy changed his color, "Did you hide that person..."

"Go away!" The shopkeeper was impatient and didn't want to hear what he had to say. He raised a knife and said, "If you don't want to buy anything, go away and stop saying such bluffing words!"

"I'm warning you, this is the person Brother Gray Snake wants to deal with!"

The spy shouted angrily.

The shopkeeper froze for a moment, feeling that he had said what he just said too early, and regretted a little.

But soon, all his regrets disappeared.

"I'm warning you, see clearly where you are acting wild!"

The shopkeeper suddenly became very angry and patted the table, "If you ruin my business again, I will put a stick of incense on the devil's head and ask him to show his spirit!"

At this moment, the whole army turned against him and silenced the spy.

He glanced at the store unwillingly, and after confirming that there was no target, he had to grit his teeth and retreat.

As for whether to continue to think of solutions or file a report...that's another matter.

In the shop, after the shopkeeper showed off his power, he tilted his ears slightly, as if listening to some words, and kept nodding and bowing.

"I understand...I understand...Don't worry, sir..."

After a show of loyalty, he took out a stick of incense that seemed to have been treasured for many years from the shelf, rubbed it with his fingers and ignited it, exuding a faint fragrance with an unpredictable magic.

It seems to be changing into different scents all the time, spreading out from this shop, being blown by an inexplicable wind, passing through one space after another, reaching everywhere and everywhere.

The hunting dogs were all lost in it.

"Hiss!"

There was a spiritual snake, spitting out letters, but could not detect anything, and looked at its master innocently.
Chapter completed!