There are uniform stalls and shops on both sides of the street. During the war, ordinary people and monks mixed together. New people came and went to choose their favorite treasures, hoping to save their lives on the battlefield.
Squeak!
Rats scurry out from time to time and gather at the feet of a man in twos and threes.
"Um?"
"Li Xiaobai took the lead in taking out the opponent's leader, and Da Jianbi and Mr. Yu also killed their respective targets."
"It went more smoothly than expected. This team may be stronger than before."
"I can't be too far behind."
The man talked to himself, hiding among the pedestrians, and walked to various stalls.
Every time you go to a stall, the stall owner will disappear in an instant, and then a new stall owner will appear to fill the vacancy, quietly, and no one will notice anything unusual.
Jiang Chi had already seen the figure of his target, who was a thin man.
He was not going to take action directly, pretending to be a newcomer, and kept walking around the stalls. In just a moment of drinking tea, all the newcomers, stalls, and stall owners on this street were all changed into "Peach Blossom Spring" without any sound.
Role.
Then he found a deserted corner, set up a stall, and sat down cross-legged.
on the street.
The thin man was unaware of this and was still patiently checking the inventory of each stall.
"It should be right here. I killed that guy on the battlefield, but his magic weapon was picked up by an unknown monk. I'm pretty sure it was the monk from Feixian Temple who stole it, but he didn't know what the treasure was for.
If you use it, you will definitely set up a stall here to sell it.”
The man wandered from stall to stall, and finally grabbed a stall owner by the collar and asked, "Have you ever seen a sapphire necklace?"
The stall owner was very calm and nodded: "I've seen it before."
"where?"
"In the stall on the right."
The stall owner pointed in a direction.
The man looked happy and walked quickly to the right. He didn't notice at all that a strange smile appeared on the stall owner's face.
"The plot... fits."
The man had already seen the stall with rubies, which was the treasure he was looking for, and the damn thief. He wanted to kill the stall owner and take away the treasure.
His pace quickened unconsciously, and he suddenly bumped into a burly man.
"What are you doing!"
The big man was so angry that he slapped the man in the face, causing the man to spin around three times.
“If you don’t have eyesight when you walk, you are looking for death!”
The man was furious and slapped him in the face: "If you dare to attack me, you are seeking death!"
The big man's head was slapped and his blood splattered three feet.
"Where did this ruby come from?"
The man was still angry and walked to the ruby stall and asked.
"There is a customer who is consigning..."
The stall owner said.
"I am Xun Huan of the Chaos Squad. If you have any questions, ask that guy to come to me!"
Xun Huan put the ruby away, turned around and left.
"Sir, this is consigned by the customer and cannot be taken away casually..."
The stall owner saw this and stepped forward to pull him away.
Xun Huan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slapped the stall owner with his backhand, causing the stall owner's head to spin 180 degrees.
What happened today? Everyone on this street didn't agree with him, and they had the audacity to obstruct him. Don't you know who he is?
He was about to leave when he suddenly saw the stall owner's head drooping on his shoulders suddenly move, followed by a creepy sound that made his hair stand on end.
"The plot... fits..."
"What?"
"not dead?"
Xun Huan's expression changed, his head was still alive like this, it was obviously abnormal. Thinking back, from the time the big man dared to slap him in the mouth, to now, these two people didn't seem to recognize him, and their behavior was completely different from the fawning stall owner in the past.
different.
But the strong sense of disobedience in my heart came from the monks walking around. Whether it was the big man who was slapped on the head by him, or the stall owner who was slapped to death, these newcomers seemed to have not seen it, and still looked after themselves.
Walking around freely, there were even people chatting and laughing.
This is not normal.
In an illusion?
Xun Huan casually took out a sharp awl and stabbed it into his arm. Heart-wrenching pain was felt and blood spurted out.
It's real, not an illusion.
"He killed the stall owner!"
"Robbers, robbers!"
"Quickly subdue him, otherwise we will be the next to suffer!"
The stall owners around him suddenly got into trouble and rushed towards Xun Huan.
Space was distorted, flames invaded, gravity squeezed, and all kinds of legal abilities came out. Xun Huan's body was imprisoned in mid-air, and his hands and feet were twisted into a strange angle, unable to move.
The flames burned the body, burning it into charcoal and falling to the ground.
After doing all this, the stall owners returned to their seats and continued to set up their stalls. The stall owner whose neck was broken slowly stood up, twisted his neck back with his hands, and sat back down again, with nothing but the ground.
After hitting the big man with blood splattered on the spot, everything returned to normal.
In the corner, Jiang Chi watched everything silently without making any move.
He had no sense of reality in killing the enemy. The guy named Xun Huan escaped in some unknown way.
But now the entire street is his [Peach Blossom Spring] domain, and he is very sure that the other party has not left and still exists in this street.
"It doesn't matter, I have moved the story of an entire city here, and there are plenty of plots to accompany you to enjoy!"
Jiang Que watched coldly, waiting for Xun Huan to appear.
Ten breaths later, a pedestrian on the street walked to a stall with rubies.
"Where did this ruby come from?"
"It's on consignment from a customer."
"I am the Chaos Squad member. If you have any questions, ask him to come to me."
"Guest, this is consignment..."
A familiar situation appeared again. The stall owner had his neck broken by the pedestrian, and then a group of stall owners attacked him and burned him to coke.
Jiang Chi felt chills watching this scene. The exact same situation happened, but this time it was not Xun Huan who died, but a pedestrian.
To be precise, he is a character in "Peach Blossom Spring".
His laws and visualizations were controlled, but he didn't realize it.
What kind of legal ability is this? Why is it so weird? Is it an illusion?
Before he could think clearly, another figure walked towards the stall with rubies. This time it was not a pedestrian, but a stall owner.
It was the same conversation again, and it was burned to cokes again.
Jiang Chi saw it very clearly this time. The three scenes were reproduced perfectly. Even the stall owners' abilities and the order of taking action were the same. Each time they ended up burning the opponent to coke.
"If it's not an illusion, it's the enemy's legal ability."
"But the situation is unclear at the moment. Xunhuan is not aware of my existence. I should continue to hide myself and blend in among these characters."
Jiang Qian was unusually calm and did not do anything unusual. He kept the same expression as the other stall owners and observed every move in the venue.
As time goes by, the number of pedestrians is slowly decreasing, and so are the stall owners.
The characters that perform repeated actions every time are completely random, without any rules. After watching the same situation unfold more than a dozen times, Jiang Chi finally confirmed this.
Random means that it is possible that he will be the next person to be burned to death again.
After scanning the whole place with his eyes and finding nothing unusual, he picked up an awl from the stall and stabbed it hard into his arm. Blood spurted out and he felt pain.
Not a fantasy!
It was true, but it also meant that he had already been tricked. He was obviously taking a preemptive strike, but at this moment, the enemy was taking control of the battlefield.
At the same time, a sneer suddenly came from behind: "Thank you for being able to endure it for so long. An ordinary person would have panicked after the third cycle."