Twilight Boundary

Ding-Ding-Dang-Dang!

The copper coins are jumping!

The people of the magic door have seen similar noises and similar scenes. After all, they are born in the underworld, and this is the way to make a living. However, they always think that the sound of copper coins is the most pleasant, but for the first time, it feels so heavy.

Ding-Ding-Dang-Dang, it keeps ringing in my ears. It is clearly only that copper coin that is jumping, but it seems that thousands of copper coins are jumping in my ears.

It is clear that there is only a copper coin jumping in the bowl of the young master of the Yuan family in that town, but everyone does not know whether they are dazzled or not. In front of them are copper coins jumping one by one, jumping all over their eyes and jumping confused hearts.

In the town, the sound of gongs and drums became mute.

Someone was hitting the gongs and drums hard, and the sound contained a secret, trying to control the person who entered the town, but the sound of gongs and drums was defeated by the sound of the copper coins jumping.

The firelight and colorful lights became dim.

No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, no matter how exquisite the lights are, they seem to be inferior to the brilliance reflected on the black copper plate.

I don’t know how many tricksters who are famous in the world want to take action at this time, but they are restrained, their steps and bodies have become extremely heavy, and the sound of jingling fills their hearts and eyes.

All kinds of strange tricks seem to have lost their charm and become mediocre in front of this money.

And around the town, in all directions, figures have emerged from the dark night, looking at this lively scene from a distance, and there are sighs on their faces.

Someone said: "This Shuangzhengjiu big brother dared to enter the town alone and act as the most dangerous trigger. He is really brave. What kind of sect is he?"

The person next to him laughed and said: "He, in theory, is not even a sect. It is said that he has been in this world for 20 years, and he has been a teacher for more than 10 years."

"At most, he has burned incense in the temple and knows a little about the method of serving ghosts and gods..."

"It was only when the first meeting of Guazhou was held that he spoke eloquently and made a lot of sense, which convinced everyone and made him the master of Qizhou. Big brother."

"..."

Everyone who heard this was a little shocked: "With such little ability, how dare you face the Zhao family of God Hands?"

The person who knew about double-distilled liquor laughed and said: "He said that the power of the Zhao family is to deceive the law. It is very difficult for outsiders to break the Zhao family's tricks. Only people like him can break the Zhao family's tricks."

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"What is this method?"

In the town, countless people were panicking at this time. It was because others could not understand their tricks. This was the first time that they could not see through the other party's tricks.

It was clearly just a copper coin, but why was it so powerful?

"Not good!"

And at the same time, this copper coin was jumping, as if the whole town was about to be submerged by this copper coin. In the depths of the town, several dark red curtains that were hanging down were suddenly lifted, and the Zhao family had appeared.

Looking forward, they were already full of anger: "Where did they get such a rare treasure to suppress our tricks?"

There are objects and treasures in the world.

Some are treasures to people outside the sect, and some are treasures to people inside the sect.

Only money is a treasure to people inside and outside the sect.

Because of the special nature of money, there are many people in the sect who use copper plates to refine treasures, but now, it is the first time for the Zhao family to see such a powerful treasure.

The magic of the trick sect emphasizes deceiving gods and ghosts and stealing the sky, but because of this, this copper plate recognized by heaven and earth has great magic power. People who reward copper coins are guests, and everyone in the trick sect in this town is subject to restrictions.

"You want to destroy my Zhao family's Baixi with this one coin?"

Behind the curtain, among the servants of the chief officer of the Opera Sect and Zhao Sanyi, the eldest son of the Zhao family, sat a man with a long beard. He also stared at the copper coin with a gloomy face and spoke in a low voice.

The sound of copper coins in the whole town did not affect him at all. Even the sound of his voice and the sound of the copper coin falling into the bowl were suppressed.

Double Distilled Wine looked at him from a distance, with a black scarf on his face, but it seemed to have accurately captured his position.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand to point at him. The copper coins around him bounced and changed more, as if a road paved with countless copper coins was paved in this town.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man with a long beard sighed softly and raised his hand. The chief officer beside him pulled up a piece of green cloth and covered it in front, while the head of the Zhao family stretched out a hand and reached under the green cloth.

At this moment, the whole town seemed to have darkened.

The one who made the move was the head of the Zhao family, and this sleeve was the "Three-point Sky Hand" that was as famous as the "Old Well Calling Name" of the Wuchang Li family.

Between heaven and earth, everything can be stolen by the mother trick of the trick.

If there is an object in front of you, no matter what that thing is, no matter how much you look at it, the Zhao family has a 30% chance of stealing it.

And if there are many things there, no matter what they are, the Zhao family can steal three points of them.

This is the Three-point Sky Hand.

The world was originally divided equally among the ten surnames, and each got one, but the Zhao family's ability is here. If the ten surnames fight each other and each grabs it with their own ability, then whether the Zhao family can laugh to the end or not, they are sure to steal three points. This is the Zhao family's trump card.

That copper coin was really evil. All kinds of unique skills in the town seemed to be unable to suppress this copper coin. Therefore, the head of the Zhao family did not hesitate to take action himself to get the coin.

He was afraid of the reincarnated person who entered the town, and he was merciless when he took action.

It seemed that a hand reached under the green cloth, but it made people feel that this hand reached into the town from a deeper place, through the boundary between illusion and reality.

With two fingers gently pinching, the sound of copper coins jumping in the town suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The three-point hand tried its best to break the illusion and accurately grasped the true appearance of the copper coin in the changes of yin and yang.

Above the town, the various talents in the trick door, the vague pressure on their heads, also suddenly disappeared at this time, as if they saw the light of day again.

At the head of the town, Shuang Distilled Wine, who carried the copper coin with the method of carrying the spirit, changed his face.

He carried the copper coin on his back to suppress the Zhao family's Baixi. If the copper coin on his body was stolen, he would be like a person carrying a spirit. The things he carried on his body were severely damaged. He would inevitably face the situation of soul damage.

The head of the Zhao family, who was sitting in the town, seemed to hesitate for a moment. He stretched out his palm into the green cloth, but did not withdraw it immediately, but he just hesitated slightly.

After all, it was a fight. The opponent made a move and he fought back.

Nothing wrong.

His palm was withdrawn from under the green cloth, and the green cloth slowly covered the ground.

And between his two fingers, what was clamped was the copper coin that had just suppressed the town's Baixi.

The town suddenly became quiet. He took the copper coin in front of his eyes and looked at it, frowning slightly, as if he didn't expect that it would be so easy to get it.

He sacrificed the copper coin and carried the double-distilled wine on his body with the endless will on the copper coin, but it didn't mean to stop him at all.

The copper coin was taken by himself, and the double-distilled liquor with the copper coin was sacrificed with the method of carrying the spirit, but it seemed to be hit hard. His face turned pale in an instant, and there was bright red blood, which slowly seeped out from his eyes covered with black scarves.

Just like when carrying the spirit, the spiritual object was damaged, and he immediately suffered endless backlash.

"You..."

The head of the Zhao family felt a strange feeling in his heart, and the copper coin was flipped between his fingers. Finally, he couldn't help but slowly opened his mouth to him.

"Mr. Zhao, you did it wrong."

And at the moment when the head of the Zhao family opened his mouth, the double-distilled liquor slowly raised his head, pulled off the black scarf on his face, and looked at him through the town: "Do you know the weight of this coin?"

The head of the Zhao family looked down at the copper coin and sat up slightly.

With a grim look, he stared at Shuangzhengjiu's pale face: "You are not here to fight, your skills are too low, and you only rely on this copper coin to protect yourself."

"Of course."

Shuangzhengjiu took off the black scarf, and his eyes looked unusually bright at this time. He laughed softly: "If we talk about fighting, who can break your Zhao family's tricks?"

"So, I am not here to fight today, I am here to open the eyes of the people of this world..."

Suddenly, his voice seemed to have a bit more domineering, and his voice was powerful: "I just want them to see, look at the sky, look at the ground, and see who stole their food and let them starve to death..."

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At this time, in front of Xinshan, glutinous rice wine poured out tens of thousands of kilograms of food from a rice bag, as if it was endless.

And the people around were all happy, taking rice to set up pots and cooking on the spot, and I don't know how many people dug three feet into the ground to pick up every grain of rice on the ground.

This rice is life, the hope of survival, and it is the rice that was bought, so it is natural for them to eat it.

But in this joy, everyone was in a trance. When they looked up, they saw a big hand coming down from the sky, taking the rice from their warehouses, pots, mouths, and stomachs.

The most important thing is that they don’t know how it was lost.

The rice in the bag was just there, and it was deflated with a clear eye. The rice like a small mountain became smaller.

Even the rice cooked in the pot was inexplicably thinner and lighter. After a while, the porridge seemed to have turned into clear water.

They just ate it, and they were still full, but they soon felt hungry, and their stomachs were rumbling.

They didn’t know what happened, but they were sure that their food had been stolen. It was their own food, even if they only spent a copper coin to buy it, but it was natural and should be eaten by them.

So, the anger was rising layer by layer, but at this time, they wanted to know who stole their food. If they encountered such a strange thing at other times, they might feel scared, but now, they only felt angry about the food being taken away.

At this time, someone sighed softly: "Are you still asking how the food was lost?"

Countless eyes looked at him, and saw that it was Lao Gaoliang who had just mixed in the crowd. He said in a low voice, hehe, sneered: "The one who stole the food was a rat, and it was the rat that stole it. Do you want to know who the rat is?"

"You steal food, they also steal food, so why are some people high and mighty, while others have to starve to death?"

At this angry and subtle moment, it seemed that there was an extremely complicated truth, but it became the simplest sentence, forcibly smashed into the hearts of the people.

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In the Baixi Town, the head of the Zhao family sighed softly, slowly stood up, and walked straight towards Shuangzhengjiu with his sleeves hanging down. He said in a low voice: "Just to let my Zhao family's three-point sky hand appear in the world and be seen by those ordinary people, you are willing to sacrifice your life?"

"How can it be possible? The Zhao family is not worthy."

Shuangzhengjiu smiled and looked at the head of the Zhao family, and his face gradually became serious: "The biggest trick in the world has nothing to do with your Zhao family."

"It's called: power!"

"The Zhao family's trick, but Entertaining people and stealing some money, only this trick can make people feel justified in taking things, and after stealing, people dare not question it and would rather starve to death. "

"This is not right!"

"Today I will borrow your Zhao family's unique skills to open the eyes of the people and let them see the hand that took away their food!"

"But this is just the beginning. I only want to start with this and let the people of this world know where their food went..."

"Who is the rat and who is the human!"

"..."

The head of the Zhao family He stopped halfway and stared at him, his voice trembling: "You are willing to collapse your soul and leave the world forever for this?"

Shuangzhengjiu looked at the head of the Zhao family seriously and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, you are wrong."

"I opened the eyes of the people, leaving traces in this world. No matter where I end up, what regrets do I have?"

"..."

At this point, he no longer looked at the head of the Zhao family, but slowly raised his head and smiled: "Iron Guanyin is mysterious, unwilling to say this, unwilling to say that, really When we don't understand? "

"The only advantage of the reincarnated against the ten surnames is that they know they will die, so they will do what they want to do at the cost of their lives."

"In that case, what difference does it make if they die early or late?"

"Brothers, I have no regrets. I will leave it to you to do the chores..."

"..."

When his body collapsed and his soul began to disappear inch by inch, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he stood up straight and pinched a spell he knew.

He didn't know many spells, and he was not very interested in the skills of the door. He just liked to teach and play with children.

After teaching for more than ten years, he gradually found that some truths were really hard to make sense by himself. After hearing the trick of turning people into rats, he was angry, but more of the people who were angry were those who regarded themselves as rats.

Angry at their misfortune and hate their lack of struggle.

"Whether in the past life or this life, there is always a feeling of wanting to smash their heads open and force the truth into them..."

Fortunately, it is illegal to do so in the original world.

But in this world, before the extraordinary power brought by Tai Sui and some desperate but just right crises, it can really be done.

And as long as they can understand these truths, what is there to fear from the Trick Sect?

It is worth it for me too!

So he took this opportunity to perform the law with his own body, borrowed the copper coin, borrowed the altar that Lao Gaoliang had built for him before Xin Shan, destroyed his own soul, accompanied it into the wind, drifting away.

And when his figure disappeared, it was also the time when the black shadows around the town entered the Zhao family's Hundred Gods Meeting.

Pairs of eyes looked at the afterimage of the double-distilled liquor disappearing between heaven and earth at the same time. At this moment, they intertwined and reached a subtle consensus, and then sighed softly:

"Another smart guy, he ran away when he found an opportunity..."

"It's easy for the first to die, but the later to die is worried about not finding a suitable opportunity to die cleanly..."

"The people of the trick sect, please don't let us down..."

"..."

Laughter rang out, and shadows rushed into the town, facing all kinds of strange methods, heroic and unparalleled, and rushed in. In an instant, people were fighting everywhere.

And in front of Xinshan, where no one knew how many "rats" gathered at this time, Anzhou Lao Gaoliang saw the people around him in surprise, as if he saw some strange scene between the steam of the porridge.

In front of him, the incense he burned in the altar began to circle, as if someone was using a secret signal.

He knew the time had come, so he smiled, burned incense, and called out to the rice warehouse that had just been built and was now empty:

"Rice warehouse god, rice warehouse god."

"Everyone regards you as their mother, I ask the rice warehouse to open your eyes and see if I am a rat or a human!"

"..."

After singing several times, the three incense sticks in front of him burned to the bottom, and the incense drifted to the mountain.

Suddenly, a bad wind came down from the mountain, blowing the people in front of the mountain, and everyone was blinded. In a trance, they seemed to see countless people on the mountain struggling and crying, screaming miserably, asking the people below the mountain to see what they really are.

Some people vaguely saw their neighbors, relatives, clansmen, and even themselves on this mountain.

They only felt an unprecedented sadness in their hearts, as if a piece of their hearts had been taken away. When they wiped their eyes and looked again, they saw that there were no rats on this mountain. They were all naked, dirty people, starving to the point of skin and bones, with only horror in their eyes.

At this time, Lao Gaoliang bowed again and shouted to Xinshan in front of him:

"Xinshan God, Xinshan God."

"Everyone worships you and makes you a god. I ask Xinshan to open your eyes and see if I am a rat or a human..."

"..."

A dark wind blew again, fiercely blowing into the eyes of these angry people. At this moment, they seemed to fall into a fantasy in their anger, and saw a big hand reaching out to take away the rice.

They even followed this dark wind and looked at the small town.

Endless anger began to surge in their hearts, fists began to clench, and some people began to bite their teeth and pick up things at hand.

A smile rose on the corner of Lao Gaoliang's mouth, and then he bowed to Xinshan again. The voice in his mouth was like chanting and complaining, with a kind of desolateness that ghosts and gods could not approach:

"Heaven is God, and earth is God."

"Heaven and earth testify that I am diligent in farming, but I have no grain to offer to my parents. I ask heaven and earth here, should I be a rat or a human?"

"..."

Sacrifice three times in a row, burn incense three times, and open eyes three times for the people here.

The rolling dark wind, layer by layer, blew up from the mountain, blowing through the eyes of the people below the mountain, allowing him to see the cause and effect in the dark, seeing why the purple air in this world was lost, seeing why no food could be grown in the fields, and seeing where his strength was lost.

The wind became more and more intense, not only blowing through these people, but also blowing to the distance, blowing into the Fuyao King’s army tent, blowing to Mingzhou, and blowing to further places.

So, just like the former Changping King, the four prefectures were angry, and the Xinshan incense in this place also smoked the eyes of countless people red, as if they saw everything in the world for the first time.

When the killing disaster started, it was already unstoppable, but the reincarnated seemed to have understood long ago that it was not difficult to set off the killing disaster, but it was difficult to let the people of the world understand why the killing disaster started.

Even though there were redundant troops under the banner of the King of Mingzhou in various places, for many people, they still felt guilty about robbing food.

They didn’t even have the concept of "taking" in their hearts.

They didn't want to starve to death, but they always felt that the grain belonged to others, to the nobles, and it would be disrespectful to steal the grain. Because of this guilt, the trick of turning people into rats spread all of a sudden.

It seems natural to turn into an animal to pay off a debt after committing a crime.

It was originally difficult to explain these principles clearly.

But in this world, there are ways to open up the mind after all. The poultry and livestock in the world, if they are contaminated by Tai Sui, may open up the mind and become a demon.

Before coming to this town, Shuangzhengjiu decided to use magic to evolve and open the eyes of the people in this area, which is equivalent to using a rough method to directly put this truth into everyone's heart.

The truth is in the heart, and it is clear before your eyes.

There is no such thing as a thief turning into a rat. All the right and wrong things are just tricks of the noble master.

"Let's go!"

After bowing, Lao Gaoliang stood up, holding three incense sticks, and led the way in front. Immediately, more and more people followed behind him, looking for the black hand that took their food.

The world was dark, and the army of King Fuyao was stationed everywhere, but Lao Gaoliang led the way in front, and under the drifting of incense, he bypassed the mountains and crossed the river. He actually went through the blockade of King Fuyao's army from the impossible and pointed directly to the town where the trick door was.

"Dad, how could this happen?"

In the town, it was clear that there was no fierce fight just now, and the people who rushed into the town now were not much stronger than the people of the Zhao family in terms of magic.

But Zhao Sanyi suddenly felt shocked in his heart. Looking outside the town, he always felt shadowy and pressure coming like a tide.

He didn't understand the meaning, so he could only ask in a trembling voice.

The head of the Zhao family felt extremely exhausted when facing those who rushed into the town, especially those who had not yet arrived in the town but had come to look for the "black hand" under the guidance of incense.

He said in a low voice: "They are the breadwinners of the Jianghu, and they are here... to collect debts!"