Chen Xun took out a listing, which was a residence arranged by someone in the Holy City. This listing was also universal.
The shopkeeper glanced at the sign and said with some disdain: "Poor guy."
"You..." Chen Xun's men glared and wanted to speak, but Chen Xun stopped him.
They are really poor people in the Holy City. They have been busy fighting with the Blood Spirit Palace. How can they have time to collect treasures?
In addition to the high prices in the Holy City, they only booked a few of the cheapest rooms this time, and even many people had to live together.
Only Wang Shuo was in a separate room.
"Senior, please make do with it. There are monks from all walks of life gathered in the holy city, all hoping to join the shrine or be protected by the shrine. Therefore, it seems peaceful here, but it is also a mixed bag and expensive." Chen Xun explained.
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"Understood." Wang Shuo didn't say anything, and he didn't care much about it.
"Take it!" The shopkeeper casually tossed out three room numbers, then waved his hand impatiently, signaling for them to leave.
Chen Xun took the number plate, gave one to Wang Shuo, and then walked in front to lead the way.
Although it is expensive here, it is the property of the shrine, and no one dares to cause trouble here.
It can be said that the properties opened by the shrine are famously safe. As long as you can afford the money, there will be no danger.
After passing through a corridor and arriving at the innermost, darker rooms, Wang Shuo looked at his number plate and walked into a room with the word "yellow" on the left.
As soon as I walked in, took a look, and sat on the tea table, I heard a commotion outside.
Wang Shuo frowned, went to the window, opened the window, and saw a huge human head, with blood gushing out, falling in front of his window.
The window was covered with bright red blood, which was particularly dazzling. Outside, a monk in gorgeous clothes was killed. The murderer, wearing silver armor, was collecting the deceased's belongings.
Seeing Wang Shuo opening the window, the silver-armored murderer's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "What are you looking at? Do you believe I will kill you?"
Chen Xun was in the next room, and seemed to notice something strange. He quickly ran to Wang Shuo's room, opened the door, came to the window, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, it's my first time in the Holy City, and I don't understand the rules.
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"Hmph! Don't be so curious next time, otherwise you will lose your life and you won't even know why." The silver-armored murderer kicked the dead monk, took the scraping thing, and walked out quickly.
Wang Shuo frowned, looked at the silver-armored murderer there, and closed the window.
Chen Xun next to him then explained: "Senior... the monk who was killed probably violated some rules, and many guards will hunt him down."
"However, for the sake of profit, many of the guards who pursued them would not report them. Instead, they killed these monks who broke the rules and took away their treasures. That's why the scene just happened..."
"Is there such a thing? It seems that this holy city is not very peaceful either." Wang Shuo sneered.
"Yes, senior... there are many guards who will take a fancy to the fat sheep and kill them quietly! The one who was killed just now must have been to the Holy City for the first time, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. Otherwise, he would also
He won't die on the streets." Chen Xun shook his head and sighed.
Even though the Holy City is at the foot of the Shrine, the darkness here is far more terrifying than imagined.
When he came to the Holy City for the first time, he was also very surprised. He did not expect that this Holy Land, which was destroyed for the second time, would be like this.
"Senior, there are many descendants of shrine personnel in this holy city. Whatever you encounter, it's better not to meddle in other people's business."
"It depends on the situation." Wang Shuo glanced outside through the gap in the window with disdain.
Just because others are afraid of this shrine does not mean that Wang Shuo is also afraid.
If you really offend him, he doesn't mind killing some people.
"Senior..." Hearing Wang Shuo's tone, Chen Xun knew that if this man encountered trouble, he would never swallow his anger.
I just hope there won't be any trouble.
Full of worry, Chen Xun shook his head and walked out.
He knew that he would definitely not be able to convince Wang Shuo, so he simply didn't say much.
After Chen Xun left, Wang Shuo was in the room, recovering some of his magic power. After staying there for half a day, he heard frightened shouts coming from the window again.
Out of habit, Wang Shuo opened the window door, and there was another monk lying outside in a pool of blood.
Two bodies have already appeared in this alley.
Standing next to him was still the guard in silver armor. Seeing Wang Shuo open the window again, he narrowed his eyes and showed a little displeasure.
He had already warned him once before not to meddle in other people's business, but unexpectedly, this guy opened the window again.
This was the first time he met such a curious monk in the Holy City. Thinking of this, he walked over slowly: "You are very curious!"
"A bit." Wang Shuo touched his chin and nodded.
But he was not curious about why this silver-armored guard killed people. There was no other possibility except for making money.
He was just curious, why did this silver-armored guard kill people outside his window? Couldn't he go somewhere else?
"Did you know that curiosity killed the cat?" The silver-armored guard smiled sinisterly and came to the window with a silver gun in his hand, exuding a sharp sheen.
"I understand, but I am naturally very curious." Wang Shuo said with a half-smile.
"This is the first time I have encountered someone who is so afraid of death. You dare to be so arrogant in the Holy City. You are the first!" The silver-armored guard pinched the spear in his hand, with a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.
Before he could take action, he heard a shout from outside: "Hu Mang, are you okay? Don't waste any more time, we have other things to do!"
"Okay!" Hu Mang suddenly withdrew his spear and sneered: "Good luck to you, otherwise, you would be a corpse now."
After saying that, Hu Mang turned around and walked away without even looking at the body on the ground.
As everyone knows, the moment Hu Mang turned his head, Wang Shuo also murmured: "Your luck is not bad."
If Hu Mang had walked a step slower just now, and if the sound outside had sounded a little later, Hu Mang would have been the third corpse here.
As for the consequences, Wang Shuo doesn't care at all.
Not long after Hu Mang left, several monks came one after another, cleaned up the corpses in the alley, rinsed them with water, and then left.
Wang Shuo did not close the window again, and just watched the scene happening outside.
The people cleaning up the corpses outside also ignored Wang Shuo. It seemed that he had cleaned up too many corpses like this and had become extremely numb.
In the Holy City, many people die every day, and they need to clean up many corpses every day. No wonder they become so indifferent.