According to what the old man said, the 'garbage' in this boat will not be protected by the Youzhou River. They are powerful and ferocious in character. They will hunt and kill each other. Some supernormal beings will even attack each other sometimes.
The tenants here pose a great threat.
Mental erosion is everywhere.
However, many creatures here are still able to maintain their clear nature for a long time.
Just like this quiet boat under the river, just like the Ayi dance, and just like the passengers with different characteristics in this boat.
Balian suddenly asked: "Is there anything in this world that can cleanse the polluted souls and spirits of living beings?"
The old man's head and body trembled, thinking that this boy lacked information, but he always had that terrible insight.
He originally wanted to delay the time until this kid used his desperate tactics to use the strange power of pollution here to temporarily gain powerful strength, and finally became a weird monster like those 'trash' and lost his nature.
, 'Trash' will not take the initiative to attack the 'trinkets' here, so he will naturally get rid of this kid's hateful control and control.
But this kid can even notice this, how can he play with it?!
Seeing that the old man was unwilling to answer this question for a long time, Balian knew that it was just as he expected, and the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint was eternal no matter where he followed it.
"If you don't say anything, it seems like you really have it."
There was a smile in Balian's tone, but it made the old man feel a hint of danger. He realized that it was at this point, but he still tried to use his own thoughts to resist. He was the only one who suffered the pain, so he had to say with a sad face: "Yes, there is, at any time."
In this world, transactions are unavoidable. Weigui rents a house to Hexia Youzhou and obtains the right to live in a safe house through transactions, and the listening rain spring that cleanses the spirit also needs to be exchanged. "
Bai Lian asked: "Where can I exchange for this Zhongtingyuquan? I can trade it on the ship."
The old man grinned and said: "The rules and authority of each monster are different. The authority of Hexia Youchuan is the safe house. In this world, it is already quite capable of cheating. Naturally, it is impossible to have Ting Yuquan at the same time.
Such rare things.
But don't worry, Uncle Long, the passengers on this boat also have a need to listen to the rain spring. There will be 'sellers' selling these rain springs on the river. If Uncle Long has a need, he can grab the rain spring in the boat.
The 'garbage' and monsters in the river come to exchange for the rain spring."
Being able to cleanse the polluted spirit is what Balian needs most at this moment.
He has made plans to fight here for a long time, but no matter how confident he is in himself, he cannot predict what his upper limit will be when it comes to the erosion of the mysterious power.
This Tingyuquan is the biggest battery life tool for him.
Since there was garbage on the boat, he naturally didn't have to take the risk to trouble the boat passengers.
Balian pinned the old man's head to his belt, casually took out a piece of clothing and wrapped it between his eyes.
"In that case, let's clean up the garbage here first."
The old man's eyes were spinning wildly, with a bad idea on his face, and he immediately said courteously: "Uncle Long, do you want me to lead the way for you?"
After all, this kid is a pervert, but he was blinded by A Yiwu.
There are many ways to harm a blind man.
Balian smiled slightly, listened intently, then suddenly took action, raised his arm and swung a bloody spear over his head, nailing a monster as white as a rice cake deeply to the ceiling above his head.
The blood dripped down the gun body, but not a drop was stained on his body.
The old man's head opened wide and his expression was dull.
He didn't even see clearly when this kid pulled out the gun.
Speaking of which, not long ago he was seriously injured in the battle with A Yiwu, but now he has become so fierce and fierce like a fierce god.
This kid, how can he be the same as not blind when he is blind?
As strong as a mutated monster.
The smile on Bailian's face did not change, and he said: "I think that for such a small thing as guiding the way, you don't need to come here."
Why should he actively look for the 'trash' here?
He does not belong to any of the three categories in the ship. He is just a foreigner who breaks in here temporarily. His scent will inevitably attract the attention of the 'garbage' here, attracting them like the aroma of food.
For those boat passengers, he may not be unattractive.
It's just that these boat passengers have wisdom and consciousness. After the battle with A Yiwu just now, he showed his dangerous side to these boat passengers.
So at this moment, those strange sights never disappeared, but they were not like when he entered the cabin at the beginning, when all kinds of strange and malicious intentions were coming towards him without any concealment.
After these boat passengers stopped, these "garbage" monsters without intelligence began to attack him indiscriminately and sneak attacks.
Balian's precise and clean attack made the old man's head tremble.
This guy's evil temperament is simply scarier than the monsters here.
Speaking of which, can this kid summon the blood gun so smoothly without transforming into the black-haired state?
Balian took off the monster's body and threw it into the Qiankun Bag.
Fortunately, although this storage magic weapon is not from a world-class product, its storage function has not been lost, and it is still useful to the monsters here.
The 'garbage' here may be strong or weak. Just like the thing that Balian killed, it was not that powerful at first sight. Instead, it was the first to come to the door.
Balian is not so naive as to think that he can buy the rain spring with the value of such a small fish and shrimp.
Then the value of Tingyuquan is probably not much cheaper than the rent here.
Next, it is obvious that there is still a fierce battle to be fought.
Balian was not impatient. He took off the wine gourd from his waist. He had accumulated a lot of moonshine wine. He raised the wine gourd above his head. The moonlight poured down like water and rain, forming a pure spiritual magnetic field.
, with his body as the center, began to surround endlessly.
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Perhaps it is because the Heiyin River has been silent all year round. There are no waves in this unknown long river. The boat can travel thousands of miles in a day without wind.
Seven days later, through the distant starlight, you can see the faint outline of a road on the river. On the river, there is a low house, two lanterns, and two old black wooden doors. This product is placed in front of it.
There were not many stalls, and all kinds of monsters and monsters were wandering in front of the stalls. In that land that was not protected by rules, those monsters did not actually fight each other.
The salesman dressed like a stall owner had a pair of nondescript braids and was extremely short, but he seemed to be wearing a leather jacket that didn't fit him. The skin on his face was loose and wrinkled.
A few stitches were attached to the back of the body, and it was barely usable.
He was wearing a gray and worn-out cannon, with a long string of copper coins from an unknown era hanging around his neck. He was holding a black willow branch in his hand. Behind him was a shrine-like decoration but definitely not a shrine, with three burning
Delicate and high fragrance.
One after another, monsters and monsters passed by its stall, calling out the monsters they had hunted to purchase new goods.
The salesman tucked up his sleeves and pretended to be asleep, letting the monsters offer their prey and get the exchange items from his stall.
In this world where people hunt each other for food, a strange tacit order has been formed here.
Among the monsters of different shapes, no one dared to argue. They all lined up at the stalls to get their own goods.
The salesman watched the fine incense burning in front of the niche behind him getting longer and longer, but slowly advancing. He slapped the table with a wicker impatiently and said: "You monster bastards, you have become more and more lazy recently.
With this little money, you still think you can get some good goods from me. If you don't work harder and become a highly polluted monster, you will be preyed upon by others, and you will only be able to lie on my table and be picked by others.
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The impatient beatings made those monsters dare not speak out in anger, and shrank their bodies, just wanting to pick out the goods they urgently needed and leave here as soon as possible.
The salesman looked with disgust at these humble monsters struggling in this strange world, and was about to laugh when a huge shadow suddenly fell above his head.
His face changed slightly, his body quickly shrunk, and he hid in the niche.
A huge bone dragon corpse, which was completely black and exuded as thick as black mist, hit the stall on the river so arrogantly and unreasonably.
The small houses were overwhelmed and collapsed and turned into dust.
And those monsters who had no time to leave this place had their bodies pierced by the giant bones, and their screams filled the field for a while.
Only the three sticks of incense in front of the niche remain immortal.
The salesman in the niche poked out a head, and the sarcastic smile on his face softened by a third. He looked at the woman in red with an umbrella carrying one of her legs and stepped on the head of the black-bone dragon with a strange smile.
"Hey, be a good boy. This black-bone dragon comes from the Black Yin River, Ayiwu. How dare you sacrifice your body to go to such a high-risk place?"
Ayiwu's back was leaning against a huge bone spur as big as a beam. Green scabs appeared on her originally white and beautiful face, and a strange bone that did not look like a human shape grew on her forehead.
This is obviously about to enter a highly infected state of alienation.
The look in her eyes was half clear and half crazy.
The salesman was horrified when he saw it.
For the weirdos living on this continent, it’s not just their strength that demonstrates their strength.
It is even more important to maintain a clear mind.
Here, having self-awareness is more important than living.
A Yiwu has been here for many years, and he has always behaved arrogantly due to his strength, but in a special area like his stall, he also abides by the rules.
Trading goods like this today and killing so many weird people of the same race shows that the violence in the dark side of her heart has begun to get out of her control.
A Yiwu obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with her. She jumped down from a high place, her red clothes like thick flames flying around, revealing her empty left arm.
"Should I accept it or not?"
She stood in front of the niche with cold eyes, her frantic killing instinct and malice suppressed in her icy voice. Scarlet mist danced around her, which was obviously due to the high concentration of pollution that had begun to crazily erode her soul.
The salesman had never seen her in such a miserable state, and there was an uncontrollable evil excitement in her eyes.
He hurriedly came out of the niche, and then a huge black mouth spread out from the niche. He sucked hard at the black bone dragon, and the black bone dragon, which was as hard as gold and stone, stabbed countless monsters to death very quickly.
Turned into dust, they were all sucked into the niche cage, and all the weird corpses connected to the bone spurs were greedily devoured cleanly.
"I accept it, I accept it, your Ayiwu deal, how could I not accept it?"
Ayiwu glanced at the only remaining goods on the stall, her brows full of suppressed anger, "I want to listen to Yuquan, and herring."
The salesman looked at the long thin smoke that instantly climbed to three meters on the niche cage, and suddenly smiled. He took out seven herrings from the bag on his back, handed them to Ayiwu, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, there are so many herrings this year, Ah
Just take it, Yi Wu, but your left arm probably went down to the Heiyin River and was swallowed up by that river, right? This needs some replenishing."
Sensing the undisguised malice from the salesman, A Yiwu did not show any anger. She smiled sinisterly and said: "You saw that I was seriously injured, and you actually did it to me."
You should understand that this is a forced selling job. One herring is enough for my broken arm.
And the black dragon I gave you just now is enough to exchange for two bottles of Tingyuquan."
And the value of the remaining six herrings is obviously not worth the listening to the rain spring.
At this moment, compared to the injury of a broken arm, it was obvious that she needed to deal with the high concentration of pollution sources all over her body.
If it takes too long and cannot be dealt with in time, she is afraid that she will really become a monster in this river who will never have peace.
This salesman just saw that she was badly injured, bullied her, and wanted to ride on her head to do the business of raising the price at a low price.
Also, the salesman abides by the rules of selling goods, but he is a crazy character who wants money rather than his life.
"Ayi Wu, you also know that the influence of this Guangyuan is getting stronger year by year. It is not easy to collect the rain spring. Now it is even more difficult to collect the tiny rainwater at the risk of being wiped out. You are here
I asked for two bottles. In previous years, I might have been able to get them. Today, your black bone dragon is probably far from enough. After all, the real deal is the niche cage behind me. If you can't feed it, neither can I.
way."
Faced with the scoundrel's refusal to speak, A Yiwu did not get angry. She lowered her eyes and smiled, with a sense of calm madness: "If the replacement money is not enough, there will be other weird things here. If it is not enough, there will be you.
You have served the God of Goods for so many years, and you are already strong enough just by inhaling the incense here. It is not too much to exchange you for two bottles of Tingyuquan."