Ling Ping'an stood at the door of the shop and watched the young lover of ancient culture and tradition disappear into the thick fog.
He sighed, "Sigh!"
"Loss! Loss! Loss! "
This time, although he sold a book, he only received more than twenty handicrafts that could only be played with by himself.
In addition, he also gave away a flashlight worth three yuan.
He missed the customer from the night before.
Walking back to the shop, Ling Ping'an looked at the more than twenty handicrafts coins placed on the counter.
Then, he silently put them into the drawer.
Then, he comforted himself, "Maybe, these coins can bring me good luck!"
As a materialist, although Ling Ping'an didn't believe in any superstitions.
But, when it came to luck...
More or less, he believed it a little.
After all, this had been verified by facts.
For example, a certain old immortal had a blessed mouth. When the words "professional commentator" came out, countless eSports players burst into tears.
Therefore, he still had to believe in metaphysics.
… …
Holding the cylindrical Mohist creation in his hand.
Under the illumination of its light source, Liu Gu walked in the fog.
He clutched the book tightly to his chest.
The notes written by the ancestral dragon himself, the incomparably precious figurine manufacturing diagram.
Liu Zhi's mood was both excited and nervous.
He was excited because he had obtained this precious knowledge and had the opportunity to create a powerful figurine army like the ancestral dragon to protect his people and defend his country.
He was nervous because...
He kept recalling what he had seen and heard in the monster's bookstore and the conversation.
Especially the process of the transaction.
"Customer, your craftsmanship is not up to standard..." This seemingly teasing and disdainful sentence kept echoing in his ears.
He chewed on every word of this sentence.
"He might know the whereabouts of the ancestral dragon..." Liu Zhi thought in his heart.
"He might even have an inseparable relationship with the disappearance of the ancestral dragon..."
If not, how could the ancestral dragon's notes appear with him?
Therefore, his status was higher than the ancestral dragon.
And the ancestral dragon's status was not inferior to the four evil gods of chaos...
At least there were records that the ancestral dragon had fought with Seville and also fought with Tzeentch across space.
After that, Seville tacitly allowed his minions and apostles to serve the ancestral dragon.
Tzeentch's followers even became eunuchs in the Ancestral Dragon Palace.
In the end, Tzeentch's follower named Zhao Gao completed a terrifying ceremony and overthrew the Ancestral Dragon's Immortal Qin Empire.
That was how the rise of the Black Dragon Imperial Bloodline and the establishment of the Xinghan Dynasty came about.
"Then..." Liu Zhi thought, "He protected me and sold me this ancestral dragon\'s notebook..."
"What do you want?!"
The young Crown Prince of Xinghan didn't understand.
However, he knew that everything could only be obtained by paying a price!
Thinking of these things, Liu Zhi stepped out of the fog.
He raised his head and looked forward. His eyes were stunned.
In front of him was — Chang 'an!
This great Sacred City!
The fortress was built by Xiao He, a powerful Legendary Master under the command of Emperor Taizu.
When he walked over and arrived at the Horizontal Gate of Chang 'an.
The two stone Qilin guards standing on both sides of the city gate immediately reacted.
Red light shone in their eye sockets.
Liu Zhi did not panic. He took out his token and faced the red light that shot out from the eyes of the two stone Qilins.
"Your Highness!" The Qilins moved and lay down. "Welcome back to Chang 'an, Your Highness!"
The heavy city gate slowly opened.
The loyal northern army soldiers guarding the city gate came out to welcome him.
The leader was a valiant general. "I, Li Guang, am late to the rescue. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
Liu Zhi raised his head and looked at the loyal soldiers and ministers.
He turned around and looked behind him.
In the deep night, there was no trace of the fog.
He touched the Mohists' creation in his hand and the book in his arms.
All of this was extremely real.
The shock in his heart was indescribable.
From the Sixian Garden to Chang 'an, it was at least 150 miles, but the fog had instantly sent him to the safe Chang' an City!
The Diablo in the fog had fully demonstrated his sincerity and strength.
"So..." Liu Zhi asked, "What will he ask for?!"
The twenty to thirty Immortal Qin coins that he despised and only reluctantly accepted?
How was that possible!
But no matter what his ultimate goal was, it was a matter of the future!
What Liu Zhi wanted to do was revenge!
For his loyal guards, for the people who died in the Sixian Garden.
The young Crown Prince of Xinghan raised his hand. "The rat-men of Asin are audacious and have no respect for the law. How dare they assassinate me!"
"Which general is willing to get rid of this evil thief for me?!"
"Your Highness!" Li Guang, who was wearing a thick Chiyou heavy armor, nodded and asked, "Please leave this matter to me!"
"I am willing to make a military order to slaughter the rat-men of Asin within three days!"
Liu Zhi nodded. "Then I will trouble you, General!"
… …
Han Li jumped down from the canopy.
Beside the road in front of her, a road monument had fallen to the ground.
The name of Linhai City was engraved on the road monument.
Two rusty cars fell on the side of the asphalt road.
She jumped over and landed on the roof of a small car that had been corroded to the point that only one body was left.
With a gentle wave of the spirit blade in her hand, the small car was immediately torn apart.
A ghost that was lying in ambush under the car screamed miserably. Then, its entire body was torn apart and shattered on the ground.
Han Li landed on the ground and picked up a crystal that the ghost dropped.
"It's the 85th one!" She said.
Soul crystals were the thing that she had the most on her right now.
There was a certain probability of crystals appearing on the bodies of these ghosts and evil spirits. In the past, they had been used by humans as additives and fertilizers.
They were used to make spirit blades or grow spirit plants.
The cerulean spirit tea was grown with this kind of crystal.
But now, Han Li knew that it had more uses.
For example, it could be used to make potions, or it could be swallowed directly to strengthen the soul.
But unfortunately, she was the only one in this world who could do it.
Because this was a gift from the master in the fog.
After putting the crystal into her body, Han Li stood up and strode toward Linhai City.
"I will bring peace to this place!" She said firmly. The sunlight fell on her body, reflecting an enchanting, plump, charming, and mature shadow on the ground.
… …
He closed the shutter and turned off the lights.
As usual, Ling Ping'an said good night to the kitten, Bastet. Then, he took his phone and walked up the stairs.
As his footsteps gradually faded away.
On the glass door, an eye opened.
He scanned every corner of the bookstore. Everywhere he passed, it was surprisingly quiet.
Finally, his gaze stopped at the drawer of the counter. There were twenty to thirty coins that shone with a colorful luster.
Half a tael of Immortal Qin that Xing Han had imitated.
Using the will of the people as the fire, it was a coin forged by a legendary powerhouse!
One coin was enough to maintain the operation of a huge and magnificent Great Wall beacon tower for a year.
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