Bai Xin opened the task bar and found that there were still 19 hours left to complete the task of finding the [missing soul of the Dong family].
The door of the bridal chamber was closed from the outside by a famous person. A red candle was placed on the table. The yellow candle flame, as big as a bean, was dancing in the room. The shadows projected on the wall were also dancing with the swaying of the candle flame.
A line of crystal red wax descended from the top of the candle and slowly slid to the bottom of the candle.
Bai Xin stood up and walked to the window.
The moment the window was opened, the two celebrities who were guarding outside turned their heads at the same time, staring at Bai Xin with a pair of huge black eyes, and said in unison: "What's the matter, Madam? Are you anxious for the King of Hell to come? Don't be anxious, my pretty lady, the King of Hell is coming."
Bai Xin: "…I need to pee urgently."
The red men stared at each other blankly. One of them said: "How bizarre! How bizarre! A living soul would actually have the urge to pee. Could it be that... my mother is a living dead?"
Bai Xin: "… Uh, I'm in a hurry to pee. The King of Hell keeps saying it's too late, but why is he so slow? I'm almost in time. Where is he?"
It turns out that the living soul does not have the life need of "urinating"
The red man tilted his head and said, "I am also very surprised. The King of Hell should have arrived earlier. Why is he so late today?"
Bai Xin: "Then go and call him."
"No, no," the two red men waved their hands in panic, "Lord Yama is fierce and violent. If I urge him, he will kill me in anger."
Bai Xin simply put his arms on the windowsill and chatted with the two celebrities calmly: "Then tell me, Lord Yan Wang marries women every now and then, so where are those women? Where did they go?"
The red men paused for two seconds, and one of them opened his dark eyes and spoke slowly: "Lord Yan Wang is lonely, and there is no one to accompany him in such a huge palace. Marry a beautiful woman and have children, and you will enjoy the happiness of family life forever."
Bai Xin rested his chin on his hand and fell into deep thought.
Marrying a living soul is for the purpose of having children
Bai Xin: "What about those mothers before? Where did they go?"
The red man immediately replied: "It will be reduced to ashes..."
The other red man was quick to cover the red man's mouth and said, "Don't say that. Don't say that."
Heavy footsteps were heard downstairs, and the celebrities spoke in unison: "Welcome the King of Hell, the bride has entered the bridal chamber!"
After saying that, one of the celebrities replied again, in an urgent tone: "Mother, please return to your marriage bed quickly, the Lord of Hell has arrived."
After saying that, without Bai Xin saying anything, the red man quickly closed the window and pushed Bai Xin in.
Through the tightly closed window, unclear sounds of heavy footsteps mixed with heavy breathing could be heard from outside.
Bai Xin sat silently beside the bed, as gentle and quiet as a rabbit.
The moment the door was opened, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside.
The already pitifully weak light in the room dimmed instantly, and all the candles went out at the same time.
Before it went out, Bai Xin only vaguely saw a red robe and a green seedling fang evil ghost mask covering the face.
Heavy panting sounded from the door, the sound was rough, like that of a ferocious beast.
As he slowly approached, his footsteps became heavier.
Bai Xin opened his eyes, but couldn't see even a vague outline. His eyes were surrounded by thick darkness and he could only hear a few sounds.
As the green-faced and fang-toothed man approached, Bai Xin quietly took out the dagger from his sleeve.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and the body under the wedding dress slowly tensed up.
Suddenly, there was an abrupt sound in my ears, like the thump of something falling to the ground, and the heavy breathing and footsteps stopped abruptly.
Bai Xin's eyes were still dark and he could not see anything. He spoke tentatively, trying to determine the direction and distance through the other party's voice: "Lord Yan Wang?"
A low cough was heard.
The voice was rough, a little hoarse, and a little stiff.
Bai Xin was stunned for a moment after hearing the voice, and then called out again: "Lord Yan Wang, what happened to you just now?"
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The faint moonlight came in from the window. Dijia stared at the young man in front of him with burning eyes and swallowed secretly.
The other person looked at him blankly, with a layer of light white mist covering his eyes.
At his feet, a fat figure was lying on the ground like a dead pig, motionless.
Dijia tentatively stretched out his hand, placed it in front of the young man and waved it twice. The young man's eyes were still dull and completely unfocused.
After making sure that the young man couldn't see him, Dijia continued with the faint moonlight and began to look at the young man in front of him carefully and patiently.
Her soft and flowing hair glowed faintly in the moonlight, and her already delicate skin looked even whiter under the reflection of the red wedding dress.
Gentle yet somewhat arrogant eyebrows, a straight nose, and a delicate nose tip.
The man's eyes slowly moved down and landed on the other's delicate and tempting lips.
Although the moonlight is dim, it is still unclear.
The man thought for a while, then casually waved his clearly defined fingers behind him, and the red candle that had just been extinguished was immediately re-lit.
Some dim rooms suddenly became bright, but this brightness was not the strong and wanton brightness during the day, but the charming and soft light at night. Under the dim light, the young man's already gorgeous face became even more charming. He raised his head helplessly, his pupils trembling slightly in his lifeless eyes, with panic.
The bright red lips showed a gap as if asking for a kiss.
The temperament is cool and has a sense of fragile and broken beauty.
For some unknown reason, Dijia lowered his voice and responded softly: "Yes, I'm here."
The young man was obviously stunned for a moment. He turned his neck and faced the direction of Dijia, and his lifeless siren eyes were focused on Dijia again.
The sound of clothes rubbing against each other was heard, and Dijia slowly walked up to the young man, with a strong face almost sticking to Bai Xin's face.
He sniffed lightly, and a faint, cold fragrance entered his nose.
The smell is very light, a bit like the fragrance of snow lotus growing on the top of a snow-capped mountain a thousand meters high.
The young man didn't notice my approach and continued blinking his innocent yet frightened eyes.
The distance was so close that Dijia could even easily see the bright stars in the other's eyes. He looked very carefully and found that there were no real stars in the young man's eyes, but the other's pupils were originally very bright, and his pupils were very moist, so when the light shone on them, it was as if there were thousands of bright stars in front of him.
The young man's warm breath hit my face, like a gentle breeze in May.
"I can't see anything?" The young man staggered back on the bed with his hands, tears in his eyes trembling slightly, "Am I blind?"
"No," Dijia adjusted his voice, suppressed his emotions and spoke slowly, "It will be fine in a while."
"You are not the person who just came in," Bai Xin frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to attack the other person, "The person just now was breathing heavily, but you are not. Who are you?"
Dijia was quick-witted and easily trapped the young man's hand on the big red bed with one hand. He glanced at the body on the ground with disdain and whispered, "I am indeed not the fake King of Hell."
"I heard that the King of Hell is getting married, so I came over to take a look today," Dijia stared down at the young man whose breathing was beginning to rapid. The other's chest also began to rise and fall violently due to his impatient breathing.
The thick red wedding dress rose slightly and then slowly fell, revealing the white skin under the young man's collarbone.
The young man was a little dazed: "Let me go."
Dijia easily trapped the young man with one hand, and placed the other hand on the young man's forehead, slowly moving down along the other's facial features, and finally stopped at the collar of the other's bright red wedding dress.
The warm and delicate touch wrapped around his fingers like a suction cup, and Dijia's breathing became heavier.
He wanted to do this the moment he actually saw the young man by the river yesterday, but the majesty of the King of Hell prevented him from doing so.
The young man looked a little frightened. Dijia's fingers just touched his collarbone and neck, then slowly withdrew.
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and spoke slowly: "I saved you this time, but you won't be so lucky next time."
"If you don't know your own limits, you will only get yourself into danger. It's not always possible for someone to appear and save you from danger."
"This is my punishment for you." Dijia's hand fell on the corner of Bai Xin's lips. His eyes were dark, and he looked at the young man's lips that were deformed by his fingers and said cruel words, "Remember the despair you are experiencing now."
Then he reluctantly let go of the other's slightly swollen lips, "I'll let you go this time, but if there is a next time, it won't be as simple as it is now."
Dijia looked into Bai Xin's eyes. The white mist covering his eyes was gradually dissipating, and Bai Xin was about to see it.
Without staying any longer, Dijia stood up from the bed, and said in a cold voice, "I'm leaving now, you can do whatever you want."
I'm sorry, Bai Xin, if I don't scare you like this, you will definitely continue to take risks in the future, and I don't want to hurt you like this.
After saying this, Dijia left quietly before Bai Xin regained his sight.
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The room was silent for two seconds. The young man on the bed lay in a somewhat awkward manner. He stumbled up and straightened his messy clothes. His originally lifeless eyes began to focus quickly.
There was still a blush of shame on the young man's cheek. He touched the corner of his mouth and looked at the dead "King of Hell" lying on the ground with a stunned expression.
There were hurried footsteps outside, and in a moment, a dark figure rushed in. Bai Xin looked in the direction of the sound, and the moment he saw the familiar figure, his eyes were suddenly filled with grievance.
The man strode to the bedside and asked with concern, "Are you okay, Bai Xin?"
Bai Xin nodded in embarrassment, and suddenly hugged the other person tightly, with a trembling voice and a barely perceptible cry, "Someone came just now."
Dijia's body froze for two seconds, then he stretched out his arm tentatively and gently tapped Bai Xin's forehead: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here. I didn't see anyone just now. Did you see what that person looked like?"
Bai Xin shook her head in Dijia's arms, and her soft and tender hair brushed against Dijia's firm chin and slender neck.
Dijia froze.
Ahhh, who can stand this!
I regret it. I should have just dealt with him directly.
Bai Xin pulled her body back from Dijia's arms, raised her head and looked straight into the other person's deep black eyes with her watery eyes, "I couldn't see anything just now. That person spoke, and... Anyway, I have heard his voice. As long as he speaks, I will be able to recognize him."
Dijia's eyes flickered, "What else?"
Bai Xin blushed and shook her head: "Nothing."
Dijia said seriously, "Tell me, let me help you think of a solution."
Bai Xin's moist stars hit Di Jia's eyes, and then he heard the young man stuttering: "He also touched my face and neck and collarbone. I remember the touch, ..."
"This method of identification is not appropriate," Dijia's expression became more serious, "After all, you can't let people touch you one by one, right?"
The blush on Bai Xin's face had rolled down to her earlobes, and then she lowered her head and nodded slightly.
Dijia's heart was about to melt, and he couldn't help but soften his voice, "Voices can also be disguised, don't you suspect it's me?"
The young man raised his head, his eyes full of determination and trust: "Absolutely impossible! Dijia, you are a good person, you would not do such a thing, I believe you."
Dijia's eyes were flustered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.
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Studio.
Hiss, high-level hunters often appear as prey. Let me ask you one question, did God Xin really not realize that the damn gangster was the boss
God Xin: Oh, how is that possible
I watched with my own eyes as Master Xin put the dagger he had pulled out back into the air. This was a game of playing hard to get. Please, Master Xin, give me the Best Actor award!
The boss also felt that he had failed to live up to Xin Shen's trust, and the advanced fishing system Xin Shen played tricks on the boss online.
I have to say, the boss in this copy is really naive. If it was the boss in the previous copy, even if he didn't do the full set just now, he would have to kiss, touch, hug and do it all. This time, the boss was so innocent that he just touched the face and didn't even dare to kiss.
Xin Shen: Damn, can you do this? Can you stop being polite to me?!
Boss: A panicked JPG.
Ha ha ha ha.
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Bai Xin kicked the evil ghost lying on the ground upwards, revealing his green-faced, fang-covered mask and pot-bellied body.
As it shook, the body made a crisp sound like a bamboo breaking.
Bai Xin and Di Jia looked at each other, and Bai Xin quickly bent down and lifted the mask, revealing a paper face.
Bai Xin: “…”
Dijia: "It seems that the fake King of Hell did not come in person."
"What did he discover?"
Bai Xin glanced at Dijia and said, "Is it possible that the mysterious man just now was the fake King of Hell?"
Dijia almost blurted out: "Impossible!"
Bai Xin looked Dijia up and down with her beautiful eyes: "How can you be so sure?"
Dijia was a little panicked. He coughed twice to calm himself down. "Think about it. If the mysterious man is the mastermind behind this, there is no need to do this. Didn't you just say that the purpose of the fake King of Hell is to have a baby? Then he can just show up and take you away. Why go through so much trouble?"
After saying this, he secretly swallowed his saliva and looked at Bai Xin nervously.
I don't usually lie, so I'm not used to it.
Bai Xin pinched his chin, stared at Dijia thoughtfully for two seconds, then nodded and smiled brightly, "You are right, you are really smart, Dijia, thanks to you."
Dijia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but felt even more guilty.
Bai Xin felt around for clothes on the paper man, and when he touched the belt, he suddenly felt something hard.
He took the thing out of his belt and found it was a pitch-black jade token.
A traditional Chinese character for "ghost" is engraved on the front of the jade plaque, while a ferocious taotie beast head is painted on the back.
Bai Xin brought the black jade token to Dijia: "What is this?"
Dijia: "It's the entry token of the Ghost Market Auction House. Only with that token can you enter the auction house. Although I don't have this thing, I heard that this token is difficult to get, and you may not be able to buy it even if you spend money."
Bai Xin stared at the word "ghost" and said in a deep voice: "A token that is very hard to get appeared on the paper man. Does this make sense?"
Dijia's voice was a little low: "Is there a possibility that the fake King of Hell deliberately brought the token here so that you can go to the Ghost Market Auction House."
Bai Xin: "If that's the case, then the fake King of Hell knew my action plan from the beginning. This also explains why he didn't show up here in person, but sent a paper man instead."
As he spoke, he placed the jade token in his arms.
Ding!
Congratulations to the player, you have obtained the Ghost Market Auction House Entrance Plate x1. This item is only available in this instance. After entering the Ghost Market scene, the player can use this jade plate to enter the auction house.
The tool can be stored in a backpack.
Dijia frowned slightly: "Are you planning to go to the ghost market?"
Bai Xin: "Yes, the case has not been thoroughly investigated. Now that we have a clue, we should go and take a look."
"Isn't it all in vain that I have said so much?" Dijia pursed his lips, his expression grim. "That person knew your plan long ago, but you didn't know his. This means that you are the enemy in the open, and he gave you the token, so he definitely didn't have any good intentions. Why are you still going? This is obviously a trap. Are you trying to walk into the tiger's mouth?"
Bai Xin shrugged: "It's still unclear who is the sheep and who is the tiger."
Emperor Ga: “…”
He can't persuade her. It's because the person he likes has a strong sense of justice. What else can he do except spoil her
Forget it. Anyway, I can protect him well, so let him do it.
It's just a ghost market and auction house, there's nothing we can do about it.
Bai Xin received the token and searched the room again. After making sure that nothing was missing, he left with Dijia.
The people in red who were standing outside miserably just now had all turned into paper figures, lying lightly on the ground.
These paper figures are flat, not three-dimensional like the old man in the charity cemetery or the fake King of Hell.
Moreover, this kind of paper figure is very small, only the size of a palm. The paper is white, and the clothes and face are all drawn with a brush.
The originally quiet and majestic hall was now even more empty and desolate. Bai Xin pulled Di Jia out of the gate and pointed to the high roof: "Can you help me take down the golden relic in the middle of it?"
Dijia just looked up with disdain in his eyes, "How difficult is this, me."
As the words fell, the man pointed his toes, and his heavy black robe fluttered in the wind. He was like a vigorous eagle, leaping nimbly over the walls and eaves. In a flash, he reached the roof, took down the relic easily, and then jumped back to Bai Xin.
It took only the blink of an eye, and not a single strand of Dijia's hair was out of place.
Bai Xin praised him generously, "Dijia, you are awesome. When you fly up, you are like an eagle spreading its wings, and when you land, you are like a dragon diving into the sea. You are so amazing."
Dijia's face suddenly turned red.
The two ghost messengers who had been protecting in the distance said: "..."
"Old Four, I finally understand why Lord Yama fell. Who can resist such praise from a beautiful vixen who knows how to act well? Not to mention Lord Yama, I guess even those experienced lovers can't resist a single blow."
The fourth brother nodded seriously and said, "Third brother, you're right. My ears are numb just listening to you. I used to think that the King of Hell had a heart of stone and would die alone in this life. But now the iron tree has finally blossomed."
The third brother: "Hehe, steel is as soft as silk."
The fourth brother: "But this person seems to be a living person, this is not in accordance with etiquette."
The third brother: "What's there to be afraid of? All living beings have to come to our Hades' Palace."
The fourth brother: "I am mainly worried that His Majesty the King of Hell will suffocate to death. He almost couldn't hold it anymore just now."
The King of Hell in the distance glared at them secretly, and the two of them immediately shrank their necks, not daring to breathe.
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The moment the relic was taken down, this magnificent palace changed instantly.
The flat steps just now have now turned into rugged white steps. These steps are made of piles of bones, and even the walls are made of bones.
Bones are not only human bones, but also animal bones.
From a distance, it looks like a palace built of bones.
The two walked up the stairs step by step, and the hall revealed its original appearance.
The Buddha statues that had a kind face just now have now turned into hideous sculptures of evil ghosts and demons.
Some have fangs, some have horns on their heads, and some are covered with thick hair all over their bodies.
This is not a Buddhist temple at all, it is clearly a cave full of ghosts.
In the middle of the hall, there is a giant yaksha with three human bodies. One head has a kind face, one head has a red face and fangs, and the other has a completely black face with red hair on top of its head. Its eyes are as big as copper bells and wide open with anger.
The hall was also made up of piles of bones. Bai Xin looked up at the roof, and the spherical objects before also revealed their true appearance and turned into round heads.
There was another floor upstairs, and the two looked at each other and walked up.
The surrounding scene had changed, but they still followed their memory and came to the wedding room.
The red silk in the bridal chamber turned into red sticky things that looked like intestines, but upon closer inspection, they were not.
Dijia's eyes darkened slightly: "It's the umbilical cord."
The big bed in the distance also changed, and its shape became more like a cradle.
The surrounding walls were inlaid with baby bones, stacked neatly to form this room.
Dijia's voice became more gloomy: "This is the Ghost Infant Formation, which is made of the umbilical cords of aborted babies and the bones of stillborn children. If you conceive in this formation, the child will absorb the resentment of the aborted baby's spirit and turn into a demon baby."
Bai Xin: "Everything is created for a reason. What does the demon baby have?"
Dijia's eyes were gloomy. He pursed his lips for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Nothing, I will destroy this now."
Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, Bai Xin started knocking on the system.
Who of you two knows
Escape System: I know, I know.
The thousand-year-old Hades and the ten-thousand-year-old Demon Infant. The Demon Infant is the nemesis of the Hades of all generations, and can kill and devour the Hades. If there is no more powerful Hades to kill the Demon Infant, the Demon Infant will take his place and become the Demon Hades.
Bai Xin secretly glanced at Dijia, whose face was gloomy: What would happen if he became the Demon King
Escape system: All living things in the world of the living are suffering, the underworld is upside down, the yakshas lead the way, and hundreds of ghosts roam at night.
According to us, it will be the end of the world, and this copy may be completely broken and destroyed.
Ding!
Congratulations to the player for discovering the S-level hidden mission: [Demon Infant]. Please find the demon infant, kill it, and save the Yin and Yang worlds.
This is a hidden mission. If the mission fails, the copy will collapse. After the copy collapses, there is a 90% chance that the player will be disconnected from the game lobby and will not be able to return to the game lobby. For your own safety, please be sure to complete the mission.
The task is automatically accepted once discovered.
After completing the task, you will receive an S-level mysterious tool and some mall points.
The voice of the escape system began to tremble: Damn, Lord Bai Xin, the person who gave you this copy card has no good intentions.
I remembered this copy, which was closed a long time ago.
Bai Xin: What was blocked
Escape System: Let me think about it. Oh, I remember, it was the same as now, a demon baby appeared, and then all the players were wiped out. It was a terrible scene in the 100 billion copies. If there are still players who remember it, they will definitely not forget the horror.
There was wailing everywhere and corpses piled up everywhere. It was not even one third as horrible as hell.
After that incident, the game hall re-evaluated the danger level of the copy and later determined it to be at the [ultra-dangerous] level. The main brain analyzed and determined that this copy might go out of control and threaten the game hall in the opposite direction. At that time, the main brain dropped a bomb through the passage to this copy and then cut off the connection with this copy.
The black card that Song Tianyuan gave you should have a group of viruses that interfered with the judgment of the main brain and reconnected this copy.
"Fuck", he has bad intentions!
Bai Xin didn't say anything, but just looked at Dijia again: ...
Is it really because of bad intentions
If he had bad intentions, he would not have met Dijia in this copy.
Is it possible that the fragments of Diga's soul entered this world along with the bomb that year
Noticing that Bai Xin had been looking at him, Dijia turned his head. In just a moment, his serious expression had returned to normal. "Why are you looking at me?"
Bai Xin shook his head: "You are beautiful, I can't help but look at you more."
Dijia's face suddenly turned red, and all the dark clouds that had been weighing on his heart just now disappeared instantly.
Why does my mouth feel like it’s covered with honey? I really want to taste it and see if it’s really that sweet.
Before leaving, Dijia destroyed the palace made of white skeletons with fire. In the thick flames, he seemed to hear vague screams.
The flames that shot up into the sky dyed the sky a fiery red, and the black smoke rolled up into the air and soon merged with the thick black night.
The scorching flames licked the surroundings greedily, but they had already created a barrier before lighting the fire. Without combustibles, the flames could only howl ferociously in place, and even with all their might, they only grazed Bai Xin's face.
Bai Xin took off his red robe, threw it down with force, and was engulfed by flames.
The fire lasted for three hours.
Only when the fire in the palace was completely extinguished and the palace turned into ruins did Bai Xin and Di Jia leave.
Bai Xin also watched the road when he came. They returned along the same route, and not long after they saw the four players who had been driving corpses before by the river.
Four players were sitting by the river with sad faces, and he could hear their quarrel from a distance.
"What should we do now? We will die if we go, and we will die if we don't go. If we don't go to Yanwang Town to report now, we will be attacked by these zombies who are about to turn into corpses. If we go to report now, we will be killed by the old man in Yizhuang again."
"Damn it, death is inevitable. Does this copy have any dignity? This is really fucked up."
"Then why don't we abandon these corpses and run away now?"
"Let's run away! The mission says that if we fail to complete the escort mission, we will be punished."
"So the system is forcing us to go to Yanwang Town. Otherwise, we should leave quickly. It's almost dawn. The note may not be real. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. If we pass it, we can still fight. If we don't, the zombies will eat us, and the system will kill us."
"Fuck!" One of them threw a stone into the water. With a "thump", a whirlpool immediately sank on the water surface. "Build a raft and cross the river!"
The water surface rippled for a moment, then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
A man was looking for materials from his backpack to cross the river when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. Turning back, he saw Bai Xin going out and coming back. He was alone when he went out, and came back with another person.
Everyone's eyes quickly moved from Bai Xin's face to the upright man. The man was dressed like an ancient noble and did not look like a player at first glance.
The player who had watched Bai Xin's live broadcast widened his eyes, excitedly shook the arm of his teammate, and said in a low, trembling voice: "It's the boss! Xin Shen's golden CP!"
His voice was very soft, but it still reached the ears of Bai Xin and Di Jia.
Dijia frowned and looked at the man suspiciously.
He was sure that he had never seen this person before, but this person seemed to know him.
Bai Xin raised his voice: "Are you planning to cross the river?"
The zombies around were resting in place. When Bai Xin slowly approached, the zombies suddenly raised their heads in unison, turned in the direction of Bai Xin, and sniffed tentatively with their noses.
Upon seeing this, Dijia immediately swung his robe and covered Bai Xin's head with his wide sleeves. He said in a deep voice, "You smell like a living person. Come closer to me. My breath can cover up your breath."
Bai Xin immediately moved closer to Dijia and stuck close to him.
Dijia's body stiffened for a moment, but his expression quickly returned to normal.
"Just cross the river," the zombie lowered his head again as Dijia covered Bai Xin with his sleeves, "finish your mission and leave immediately. I will take you to a safe place."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and a pen from his backpack, drew a simple map on it, and then took out four jade tokens from his backpack and handed them to them at the same time.
"Follow the map. North is up, south is down, west is left, east is right. The triangle is your destination. Turn around the alley and you'll see a paper-making shop. Going in should help you escape."
Everyone was immediately overjoyed. They looked at Bai Xin with gratitude. One of them mustered up the courage to speak: "Xin Shen, I'm your fan. Can I add you as my friend?"
Bai Xin glanced at the young man, who was wearing glasses and looked to be only about 23 or 24 years old. He looked very gentle and polite. "That's fine. If you are in any danger, you can tell me."
After adding the friend, Bai Xin continued: "The jade token I gave you is the trading currency of this world, you should be able to get it."
"I have some things to deal with, so I'll leave you guys alone. Goodbye."
Everyone looked at each other, their faces no longer showing the previous panic. They looked at Bai Xin eagerly, gratefully: "Okay, goodbye."
After saying that, they saw Bai Xin being held in the arms of a tall and handsome man like a princess, floating across the river.
Everyone stared at the raft materials in their hands: "..."
Damn, the sheepskin raft suddenly loses its flavor, damn it!
After crossing the river, Dijia and Baixin did not stay for long, but went straight to the paper-making shop.
Since the paper-making shop is now owned by Bai Xin, he has complete control over the conditions for the shop to appear. As long as he wants, the shop will appear at any time.
When the two of them went in, Li Sanniang was making paper figures.
The bamboo weaving rotated flexibly in her hands, and soon she had woven a vivid outline.
Li Sanniang was so engrossed in the conversation that she didn't even notice Bai Xin coming back.
She was muttering to herself as she was weaving.
"Bad guy, don't come back!"
"Hehehe, as long as you don't come back, the paper-making shop is still mine."
"Hiss, even if you are a bad thing, you can't die, because I don't want to be buried with you."
"Damn it, it's so hard, should he die or not?"
As he spoke, white powder fell like snow. Bai Xin looked at the man carefully for a moment and suddenly said, "Now that you see me, should you be happy or sad?"
Li Sanniang jumped with fright, and the sharp tip of the bamboo almost pierced her palm.
She looked over awkwardly, "Haha, Master, you're back? That's great."
She looked over and her eyes fell on the man behind Bai Xin for two seconds. Her smile paused slightly and her eyes returned to Bai Xin.
"Master, who is this person behind you?"
Bai Xin waved his hand and replied casually: "A very good person, his name is Dijia, you should meet him."
"This is my friend, please don't cheat him."
Li Sanniang: “???”
I dare? Even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare!