I Have a City in a Different World

The performance of the stall owner was actually very problematic. He greeted him automatically, obviously because he was afraid that Tang Zhen would not notice him.

In fact, as a businessman, this approach is normal.

But he boasted about Haikou, and didn't ask what Tang Zhen wanted, only said that he could find everything.

Even Tang Zhen himself would not dare to make such a guarantee, why should a small stall owner?

Obviously, the other party wants to pit Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen pushed the boat along the way, but he wanted to see what the other party was thinking?

"If you have good goods, the price will definitely satisfy you, but if you want to lie to me, I will never give up."

Tang Zhen's tone carried a warning, like those cultivators who wanted to find good goods, but were worried about being deceived.

"You can ask, who doesn't say that I do business fairly and justly and never disappoint customers!"

The stall owner said with a smile, as if he hadn't seen the disdainful expressions of several nearby stall owners.

"Well, where is the good stuff you said, I'll take a look at it first."

Tang Zhen said to the stall owner with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, how can such a scarce good thing be placed in the market!

The good stuff is at home, right on the edge of this market, you can follow me. "

When the stall owner was talking, he kicked the guy next to him and asked him to watch the stall for him.

The guy nodded and glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Come with me, Your Excellency, let's go now."

The stall owner led the way, led Tang Zhen out of the market, and went straight to the houses next to him.

These houses built next to the market are also dilapidated and have a strong desert character.

Pushing open the half-closed wooden door, the stall owner stepped in first.

"My goods are in the house,

Your Excellency can wait in the yard for a while, and I'll help you get your things out. "

While the stall owner was talking, he was secretly looking at Tang Zhen, wanting to see when he walked into the yard.

Tang Zhen's expression was as usual, but he smiled coldly in his heart.

The moment he walked into the yard, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and darkness fell like a void.

If an ordinary cultivator suffers from this change, he will fall into a state of panic, and then be subdued by the next method.

Of course, this trap method can only deal with monks who are not too strong. Senior monks have the means to cross the void and are no strangers to this special environment.

"Hahaha, take him down!"

The stall owner who pretended to enter the house immediately turned his head and shouted loudly, while throwing an item at Tang Zhen.

It was a pocket cage that kept getting bigger in mid-air, and went straight to Tang Zhen and buckled it.

Two figures jumped out from the side, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, and attacked Tang Zhen.

Judging from their actions, they didn't hold back at all, they clearly wanted to kill Tang Zhen on the spot.

The three of them cooperated skillfully and their methods were fierce, and it seemed that they had done this more than once.

This is a group of habitual criminals, specializing in killing people here, and harassing foreign monks who have just arrived.

In the past few years, in this small yard, I don't know how many ghosts have fallen.

Tang Zhen, who was at the gate of the courtyard, seemed to be in a sluggish state, unable to move at all.

The way he looked at this time was the same as other framed people.

The trio who participated in the ambush were overjoyed when they saw it, and immediately accelerated their attack speed.

"Go to hell!"

After the stall owner threw out the cage, he took out a javelin-like weapon again and threw it at Tang Zhen in the cage.

Unexpectedly, the weapon just touched Tang Zhen and went straight through it, causing no damage at all.

The two accomplices, one on the left and one on the right, widened their eyes at this moment, staring at Tang Zhen in the cage.

I want to continue to move, but my body can't move an inch.

"Impossible."

Tang Zhen said coldly, and then saw that the javelin seemed to be being manipulated and shot at the stall owner in a reverse direction.

"not good!"

Looking at the weapon shot in the face, the stall owner screamed in fright, and hurriedly dodged.

At this moment, there is only one thought circling in his heart, that is, he has misunderstood.

This foreign cultivator who is obviously a novice, but his strength is not simple, he is likely to be a real powerhouse!

But that's what made him even more depressed.

Since the strength is so strong, why did it go to such a low-end market? Is it enough to support it?

A scream came, and the stall owner was pierced through his body and nailed directly to the wall.

Imprisoned by an invisible force, the stall owner struggled in vain, but he couldn't move at all.

The metal cage that imprisoned Tang Zhen also shattered in an instant, and the other two enemies were also nailed to the wall.

Seeing the tragic state of their companions, the three cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that they were completely lost today.

"Your Excellency, we are willing to pay the ransom, and please spare the three of us."

The stall owner refused to sit still and immediately begged for mercy, as did the other two monks.

They can be cruel to their targets without the slightest sympathy, and when their lives are threatened, they can beg for mercy without dignity.

It seems despicable and shameless, but it can live longer, it is really a scourge of the cultivation world.

Tang Zhen ignored the other party's plea for mercy, but looked at the yard and found that it had been completely blocked by the formation.

Even if the yard was turned upside down, there was nothing abnormal when looking at it from the outside, no wonder it was so unscrupulous.

"The three of you are all foreign monks?"

Tang Zhen looked at the stall owner and asked in a cold voice.

"No, we are aborigines, not foreign monks at all."

The stall owner hurriedly opened his mouth and answered Tang Zhen before the two companions.

"Yes, we are all Aboriginal people."

The two cultivators next to them scrambled to speak, for fear that Tang Zhen would not notice him.

The purpose of what they said was just to prevent Tang Zhen from attacking him, because once he killed the aborigines, he would be punished by the monks of the spiritual world.

Killing can not kill, and will be punished, accepting ransom reconciliation, is undoubtedly the best solution.

Even in a dangerous situation, the stall owner is still playing tricks, which has obviously become a habit.

"Aboriginal?"

Glancing at the stall owner, Tang Zhen smiled coldly.

"Since you are aboriginal people, you have an immortal body, and there will be no problem if you lose your head.

If that's the case, why do you need to beg me for mercy, you can come back to life anyway! "

When Tang Zhen said this, he looked at the three monks and said, "I would like to see how the aborigines of the Spiritual Realm came back to life after they were killed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light, and the head of one of the monks rolled to the ground.

The war knife just bought from the dwarf merchant stayed in Tang Zhen's hands for less than two hours before absorbing the blood of a monk.

"what!"

When the stall owner and another monk saw this, they were so frightened that they immediately roared out of control.

It was only at this moment that they suddenly realized that they were so afraid of death.

"Don't try again, we are foreign monks, not aboriginals, we can't be resurrected after death!"

The stall owner roared loudly, for fear that Tang Zhen would experiment with himself.

"Are you foreign monks?"

Tang Zhen looked at the stall owner who was shaking all over, like a demon staring at his prey.

"You don't have the slightest bit of a foreign cultivator in your body, so it must be aboriginal, and it must not be killed."

Tang Zhen swung the knife again and chopped another cultivator to the ground, as if he was stepping on an ant to death.

"madman……!"

The stall owner stared blankly at Tang Zhen, his body paralyzed like mud, and his face was full of despair.