Deputy Customs Master Ning Wu stood in front of a cracked stone statue with a solemn expression.
"Why."
"I don't know how long we can last..."
Ning Wu shook his head and sighed, talking to himself.
"The Wuhou Conference is about to begin. This time Zhuge Mingshi has used all his heavenly skills. I don't know what he thinks..."
"But that's fine. If that boy can get the magic of heaven, Tianma Pass may be able to survive for a few more years."
Just then, a gatekeeper came over.
His body was covered with blood and also stained with all kinds of indescribable turbid substances.
This man exuded a chilling aura, as if he had just returned from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Lao Cai, how is the situation down there?" Ning Wu asked.
The gatekeeper named Lao Cai shook his head and said: "It's not optimistic."
Lao Cai glanced at the cracked stone statue and said: "Ever since the stone statue became cracked, those things below have become dishonest. It is not an option to send people down to suppress them all the time..."
"The sacrifice... is too great." Lao Cai let out a long breath. This incident made him very uncomfortable.
Tianma Pass is rather special. The turmoil in the strange realm here will not be as majestic as Rashomon, where it will be a life-or-death showdown with humans.
Every time the mysterious realm of Tianma Pass is turbulent, it is eaten away bit by bit like a frog boiled in warm water.
Directly sending king-level people in to suppress it will cause the Mystery Realm to collapse directly, and those things above the King level in the Mysterious Realm will not take action, leaving only the Mystiques below the King level to "make trouble."
If left alone, the realm of mystery will expand little by little, and more and more secrets will seep out.
If suppressed, it will be a long war of attrition...
Since the appearance of this stone statue, there has been no turmoil in Tianma Pass.
But now the stone statues are cracked, and the turmoil in the Strange Realm is more frequent than before...
As of now, more than 20 gatekeepers have died in the treacherous realm.
Thirteen of them had no remains.
Seeing that Ning Wu remained silent, Lao Cai gritted his teeth and said, "Can't we just rush in and fight them?"
"We have been recharging our strength for so long. There are many kings in the pass, and the master of the pass has forbidden power. Why can't we rush in and fight to the death with those things?"
"Have you ever thought about... what if you lose?" Ning Wu asked back.
Lao Cai: "The worst case scenario is death."
Ning Wu: "Yes, we are unlikely to die, but what about the others... Once Tianma Pass is lost, how many people do you think will die because of this?"
"One hundred thousand? One million? Ten million? Or destruction?"
Lao Cai: "Yes, but brothers..."
Ning Wu reached out and patted Lao Cai on the shoulder and said, "Lao Cai, from the moment we become gatekeepers, our lives no longer belong solely to ourselves."
"I know……"
Lao Cai looked up at Ning Wu and asked: "According to the current situation, if the things are not completely suppressed, I suspect...I suspect that the things in the prison will come out."
Ning Wu's face darkened and he said: "The cracks in the stone statue are due to the loss of power from the prison. The most important thing in Tianma Pass is to guard the prison in the abyss..."
"Even the prison owner can't do anything to consolidate the prison. Only the owner of the prison can do it."
Lao Cai glanced at the stone statue, then looked at Ning Wu and asked, "Have you found the person?"
Ning Wu: "Found it."
Lao Cai: "Why don't you bring him over quickly?"
Ning Wu: "He will come to Tianma Pass soon..."
"So before he comes, we must hold on to this place."
…
Tianfu Rongcheng.
The man with a popular face bought a lunch and quickly got into a taxi with "Fujiwara Tofu" printed on it.
Takahashi Ryo turned on the music, hummed a little tune, and ate bread, feeling very comfortable.
At this moment, an elderly man hobbled over and sat in the passenger seat.
Old man: "Master..."
Ryo Takahashi: "It's eight hundred dollars in the car."
The old man smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay."
Takahashi Ryo swallowed the bread in one gulp, then took a few gulps of water, and asked, "Do I want to take you back?"
Old man: "No hurry."
Ryo Takahashi: "If you have something to say, tell me something."
The old man smiled and asked: "I'm just curious... What is it like to be a judge and a driver?"
Takahashi Ryo: "I'm also curious. When the Illuminati's worshipers come here, do they really think that my conspiracy is unattended?"
The old man looked out the car window at the crowded street and smiled, and Takahashi Ryo also laughed too.
"Will the judges intervene in the matter of the Wuhou Conference?" the old man asked abruptly.
Takahashi Ryo: "It's none of your business?"
The old man's mouth twitched: "We are all civilized people."
Takahashi Ryo: "Oh, the wind has suddenly picked up, what do you want?"
The old man smiled and said: "Only the Lord of Light can play the true role of heavenly magic."
Takahashi smiled and started the vehicle without saying a word.
Then he kicked the accelerator and rushed onto the elevated highway, reaching a speed of one hundred and eighty yards.
The old man pulled the door handle and found that it could not be opened...
"What are you doing?"
Takahashi Ryo turned to look at the old man, grinned and said, "I'll take you for a ride."
Old man: "Don't look at me, look at the road."
"Why, are you afraid of this?"
"Stop talking nonsense, don't look at me, look at the road!"
"It's eight hundred ang on the spit."
"Eight thousand is fine, just watch the road, watch the road!"
…
On the arena.
Jiang Che took out a long breath and took out the black knife Yan Yibing left for him.
"I only swing my sword once, how many attacks does it count?" Jiang Che asked.
Cao Zhan: "Of course it counts once."
Jiang Che: "Okay, then I will pay you 100 million knives."
Cao Zhan: "Come on!"
Jiang Che didn't delay any longer. The side effects of taking too many strange things had already made him want to come up and kill this big guy.
A series of ferocious and twisted faces began to appear on the black knife.
At the same time, with the blessing of Xiaomeng's power, Jiang Che's appearance also changed dramatically.
Many people are unwilling to let others know their trump cards, especially on the eve of the Wuhou Conference.
After all, everyone still understands the principle that if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
Logically speaking, Jiang Che shouldn't do this, and the side effects of consuming magic items don't need to be done for this reason.
Compared with the Wuhou Conference, Cao Zhan’s reward of an A-level monster is not enough.
As for the Liu family’s all-encompassing secrets, to be honest, Jiang Che doesn’t have to know.
But in full view of the public, he magnified his moves.