The old man’s keenness made Ashin more alert. He smiled and waved his hand to Ashin: "Don’t be so alert. When I was a beggar, the Medici family used to be kind to me. I was in private with the housekeeper Walker. They are also very close friends. How can I ignore them when they are in danger?"
A Xin put down his guard a little bit, but still did not loosen his clenched fist. He didn't trust the old man who was so keen and obnoxious. He asked with contempt: "Huh! If you are really a loyal person who knows the gratitude." People, why do you want to be the manager of this conscientious black market?"
The old man sighed vicissitudes of life and said, "Oh...young people always think things are so naive and simple! People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, have you been born to the present, everything you have encountered is all the best?"
"This..." Ashin was speechless for a while.
Yes, people can’t help themselves in the arena. If everything can be developed according to his own wishes, he himself will not be blind, Bing Miao and Zhou Xinyi will not be in danger, let alone Gu Renqing, The tragedy that Big Bald and Shirley was so embarrassing for him. Today, I won’t be in desperation to set foot on the realm of the gods and ghosts black market, which is built on countless blood and tears!
The old man glanced at Ashin: "It seems that you have some insights, right? Since you can't do it, then don't use the same standards as sages to demand everyone in this world! I'm just a ghost. In the realm of the black market, there is just a stinky old man who is struggling to survive. How can you like you people who are executed under the law, all of you are heroes and heroes who cross the world?"
"Ah! You!" A Xinru was struck by lightning, and he violently jumped into a confrontation posture: "How do you know I am—" Shocked his throat!
Before Ashin finished speaking, the old man's erratic figure had actually deceived him. He stretched his hand into Ashin's arms, used an unpredictable technique to pull out the conviction alliance token that Ashin had hidden next to him, and then turned around and threw it into the water.
Ashin was exhausted, and he had no power to resist the old man. He sensed the token flying out of the range of the holographic enchantment, and said in surprise and angrily: "Ah?! My token! You!!!"
The old man quickly stretched out his hand to cover Ashin's mouth: "Hush...you convict alliance, many people can't understand the black market of ghosts and ghosts, and the dark law to execute people who want to come here to make a big fuss has never been broken since ancient times. How can the ghost black market be unprepared? There are hidden magic detection equipment everywhere here, specially used to detect the entering guests, whether they are mixed with the law of punishment. You think the ghost black market is open, let you Are there any parks you can go in and out?"
Ashin was shocked in a cold sweat: "Ah! There is such a thing in the ghostly black market..."
The old man looked at Asin with a smile: "The magic detection started to respond when you came in. Of course I will know your identity! The executioner of the law is not welcome here. If your token is not here, hurry up. Throw it away, maybe it will annoy you afterwards!"
"Oh...then I have to throw it away. But..." A Xin exhaled, but he still had doubts about the old man.
After all, this is a black market where everything can be bought and sold. After witnessing the atrocities in the House of Mad Demons, Ashin would not trust anyone here 100%, let alone a manager serving the host
Ashin stepped forward and blocked the location where the old man might surprise, and asked: "I don't understand something, you just said... no one here knows that Evelyn and they came in from the forest. How do I know you said Is it true? The group of people was rescued by me. They don't know how long they have been locked up by Turner. How could such a tired and panicked group of people appear here without being noticed by the people on the dock? How could it happen that you were picked up right away?"
The old man’s smile was deep: "Oh... it seems you are still on guard! Nothing, you can’t be blamed. A few hours ago, when Miss Evelyn and Walker came in with the group of people, I happened to be at the door. Counting a batch of newly arrived goods. I saw their clothes in tatters and their expressions were still in shock, so I immediately guessed what was going on. So I immediately calmed down the emotions of the group of visitors before they noticed the unnaturalness of this group of visitors. , And arranged for trusted subordinates to send them from here to the homeland of the ghost black market with the fastest speed." He said with a very happy tone, with a low smile, "It seems that I guessed right! You just said that those people were saved by you, and Turner was really killed by you! Whoops~ I didn’t expect you stupid boy to dare to fight with the stupid big Turner! I should admire your bravery Well, should you laugh at your recklessness?"
Axin's muscles stiffened like a needle stabbed: "Eh?! You...why do you say I killed Turner? You didn't see it with your own eyes!"
"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but..." the old man said with a smile: "Every time Turner uses his fire shovel to open the outside door, the agency on that door will notify the four-color skeleton responsible for counting the belongings, and me. The manager of the terminal responsible for transporting these belongings to the mainland. This time, the door of the agency was opened by Turner's fire shovel, but neither Turner nor the four-color skeleton came to me to hand it over. When I felt that something was wrong, I was covered. You appeared here as blood, and you exuded the aura of the fierce battle you just experienced. So the only inference is: You killed Turner, and then opened the door of the mechanism with his fire shovel!"
"There is a mechanism on the door that can inform you... By the way, the four skeletons have said similar things!" A Xin was thoroughly exposed by the old man, but felt a little relieved, he asked calmly: "Since you already know that I killed Turner, are you going to catch me and give it to your master?"
The old man shook his head: "You young man really despises me. The ghost black market is just giving me a job, but the Medici family is kind to me! If people are unrighteous, they have something to do with a salted fish. What's the difference? Don't worry, I will never betray you!" He saw a complicated expression on Ashin's face and asked, "Why do you show that expression?"
Ashin said bewildered: "I...I saw the situation outside and thought that there would be a world of hordes of demons dancing in the black market of ghosts and ghosts! But I didn't expect that there would be people like you..."
The old man smiled and said, "Ha ha ha... Young people should not see things too clearly, this world is not as simple as black and white!" He pulled Ashin's blood-stained slimy sleeves and jumped onto the pontoon. A clipper on board: "Come on! I will personally send you to the homeland of the ghost black market!"
Under the power of the magic spar, the Clippers drove fast towards the mainland of the ghost black market. Under the golden red light of the sunset, the huge blue lotus showed a magnificent and magnificent scene.
Ashin stood still on the side of the ship, feeling the warm breeze in the setting sun, and couldn't help but produce an inexplicable emotion.
It's just a door, one side is brutal and reckless and wanton evil, while the other side is peaceful and busy.
The ghost black market is really an unpredictable and mysterious realm.
The old man sat on the rocking chair on the deck, leisurely admiring the fantastic scenery in front of him, he suddenly asked: "Young man, is it because the contrast between the inside and outside of the gate is too great, so I feel emotional?"
A Xinjin pointed his nose and said, "You old man is really too keen!"
The old man smiled and said, "How can you become a wharf manager in the ghostly black market? If you are like me, staying in a place where people come and go for two hundred years, and observe and receive various people every day, even if you don’t want to. It won't work to become sharp!"
"Wow...two hundred years? Don't you feel bored if you stay in that place?" Ashin stuck his tongue out.
The old man smiled and squinted his eyes: "Oh~ I heard that in the Conviction League, there are many people who have served for hundreds of years in the law of punishment! Hundreds of years of life have been spent all day in the fight. Don’t you feel bored?"
"How can it be the same?!" Ashin protested: "We punish people for the purpose of-oh! What are you doing?!" He was hit on the head by the water cup that the old man suddenly threw over.
The old man raised his index finger and said, "Hush! You little stunned head... Keep your voice down! Are you afraid that others don't know who you are? The surface of the water is very calm around here, and the sound can easily be heard by other people on the boat in the distance. !" He shook his head and sighed: "I understand what you want to say. You are the ideals and integrity of the law of punishment and the sword of sin to defeat demons. I personally admire it! However, everyone has their own ambitions! You are a young man. , I have a passion and a good kung fu, I can go as far as I want to be a chivalrous man, that’s great! But what about me? I’m just a terrible old man who has to grit his teeth when peeing, and a comfortable life is what I want. How could I feel bored? Your ideas and ideas are good, but they are not necessarily applicable to everyone, right? You are still young, and you may not understand this truth, but just like you think that the people in the black market are full of gods and ghosts. Like a devil, I always want to impose my own thoughts on others. That is actually very superficial and stupid! You have to remember: those who use morals to restrain themselves are saints; but if they use what they call themselves Morality constrains the entire world, that is the thief~~~"
The old man’s words seemed to pierce Ashin’s mind as a sharp light. He gently repeated the old man’s words: “A person who restrains himself with morality is a saint... restrains the whole world with his so-called morality. It is a thief. …" His attitude towards the old man became respectful: "Old man, can you ask your name? I don't think you are an ordinary person!"
"Oh yo?" There was a naughty flash in the old man's eyes: "Ask my name? I am not an ordinary person? Is my attitude changing quickly?"
Ashin scratched his head embarrassedly: "This...hehe...I was too nervous before, so I was wary of your old man..."
The old man chuckled happily and said, "Ha ha ha... My name is Tan Mingli, you have to remember me, young man!"
Ashin said sincerely: "Thank you for your help, Ashin will definitely remember you!"
Sigh Mingli looked at the western ocean halfway into the water, and made a lowly unspeakable lament: "Oh... finally someone in this world can really remember me... and he's still a torturer. It's really a foolish man..." (End of this chapter)