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Are such big snake scales the dragon and snake scales they call them?

I stared blankly at the cold snake scales in my hands. I couldn't imagine when someone put them in my backpack.

It is not difficult to guess that Grandma Mu Bai should have given it to me. She is the only one with this ability.

All the disputes in Yueyuan Village originated from Dragon Snake. Why would she give me such a precious thing?

I don’t believe she wanted to thank me for helping her protect Mu Bai. She wasn’t that kind.

Forget it, let’s find an opportunity to give this thing to Mu Bai.

I didn’t know at this time that from then on, the ID of a little mushroom named Cai Niang never appeared in my live broadcast room, and I never saw this young man with a bright smile again.

I put away the dragon and snake scales and drove away from this small mountain village.

The first thing I do when I get home is of course to wash away all the bad luck and have a good sleep.

The first thing I do when I wake up is, of course, turn on my mobile phone in the live broadcast room to check the results of this mission.

"Congratulations to the host, this live broadcast task has been completed! This live broadcast received a reward of 12,300 ghost coins.

"The current accumulated number of Ming coins is 39,000. If the value of Ming coins reaches a certain value, you can get unexpected surprises."

"Optional rewards: Mission rewards: Flowers from the Other Side of the Underworld, "Yin Yang Spell", and three random winning talisman seals, choose one from the three."

The rewards this time are a bit small, probably because there is too little interaction with the audience.

However, this made me think more clearly.

There is no necessary relationship between the viewer's death and the live broadcast room. Little Question Mark's car accident was probably just an accident, but it happened to happen to me.

Because after his death, he can still watch the live broadcast and give rewards.

If the purpose of the live broadcast room is to kill the audience, it is impossible for the audience to appear again after they die.

So what is the purpose of the live broadcast room?

What do you want from me and the audience?

I'm afraid I won't be able to figure this out for a while, so I won't dwell too much on it and check the prize description.

The flower of the other side of the underworld: The flower of the other side of the world comes from another world. It can connect yin and yang. After using it, you have a chance to see the deceased.

"Yin Yang Curse": A complete collection of curses and witchcraft, including explanations of all curses in the world, as well as methods to resolve curses.

Then three Zhongyuan Talisman seals, regardless of whether they are good or bad, are randomly selected.

After reading the explanation, I fell into thinking.

I'm not interested in spells. I originally wanted to choose a random talisman, but the flower of the other side of the underworld made me hesitate.

The function of this flower is really strange.

You can still draw the Talisman next time, but if you miss this flower, it will be gone.

In the end, I chose Flower of the Yellow Spring.

After putting down the phone, less than five minutes later, the express arrived.

Opening the carton, there was a dried flower that had lost its vitality.

The faded petals on the slender stems are stretched out, frozen in the moment of blooming, telling eternal sadness.

Flowers bloom for a thousand years and flowers fall for a thousand years.

The flowers and leaves never meet.

I tidied in the shop for a long time, and finally found a small wine bottle to use as a vase, inserted the Bibi flower into it, and placed it on the desk. It also added a beautiful scene to this simple hut.

The first thing after receiving the prize is of course to fill your internal organs.

I clapped my hands and went out.

It's already dark, and the city lights are starting to turn on.

My street is still deserted.

There seemed to be a bluish-white baby sitting there under the flickering streetlight at the door.

The barbecue stall at the corner of the street was already open. The owner, Liu Fei, did not greet me as warmly as usual. Instead, he was immersed in brushing oil on the barbecue, for fear that I would go to him.

I smiled, walked out of the village in the city, randomly found a small restaurant, and ate a few noodles.

With my hands in my trouser pockets, I walked alone in the busy streets.

The wind in the city is carrying heat, and I don’t know what I’m thinking when I look at the bustling crowd.

After walking aimlessly for a long time, I suddenly remembered something and hurried back to the village in the city to look for Wang Laizi.

Last time, I handed my bank card to him for safekeeping during the live broadcast, and I still haven't gotten it back.

Of course, it's not that I can't trust him as a person, but that I have other things to ask him about.

He usually closed his stall at this late hour. I looked around the village in the city and found no one, so I went to the barbecue stall and asked the owner Liu Fei.

"Old Liu, have you seen Cripple Wang these days?"

"No, I haven't seen him since the last time you two had dinner here."

"Then if you see him, please tell him for me. I have something urgent to call him. Thank you."

"All right."

Although Liu Fei was a little reluctant to live in the same place, he still agreed.

I walked slowly towards my shop. Under the flickering street lights, the blue-white child's shadow loomed, and those black eyes were full of malice.

"Why do you have to pester me? I'm not the one who harmed you."

I looked at this scary shadow from a distance and shook my head.

At this moment, the phone rang rapidly.

It's Song Zhujun's phone number.

Somewhat unexpectedly, I pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Ms. Song."

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, are you free now? I want to ask you for a favor." Song Zhujun's voice was very anxious.

"When you have time, tell me."

"Lanlan doesn't know what's going on recently, and she's in a very bad mood. She went out alone today and hasn't come back yet. When I called her, a man answered the phone. I'm afraid something might happen to her. Can you please pick her up? "

"Maybe she is with her boyfriend. Is it appropriate for me to go?"

"Lanlan doesn't have a boyfriend. The place she went to seems to be a bar. The music there is very loud. It seems to be called a night bar." Song Zhujun pleaded.

"I'm really worried about her, but my body is really... Mr. Li, I'm really sorry to trouble you!"

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone, I took a taxi instead of driving.

"Master, go to the night bar."

"Hey, young man, you know how to play. It's a busy time to go to the night bar at this time."

The driver was a balding middle-aged man. When he heard the place name I reported, he showed a meaningful and lewd smile.

I just nodded casually.

"I heard there are a lot of beauties over there. Are you going to pick up corpses too?" He winked at me.

I believe there are not many people who don’t know what it means to pick up corpses in a bar. I frowned slightly and shook my head.

"No, I'm going to meet a friend."

"Hey, what's there to be embarrassed about? This man should have had enough fun when he was young, otherwise he will regret it when he gets too old and can't play anymore."

The driver didn't notice my contemptuous look at all.

"If you give me another chance to go back to your age, I will get back all the opportunities I wasted in the past."

The taxi stopped outside Bar Street in the North District.

Bar Street is a pedestrian street and cars cannot enter. The larger bars have exclusive parking lots and dedicated doormen responsible for parking.

Luxury cars line up in rows, men and women in smart clothes come in and out, and bright neon lights flash, lighting up almost half of the sky.

Bar Street is the real city that never sleeps in Dongzhou City.