Walking in this fog, Song Shihui moved forward firmly.
Because the only way to survive is to move forward.
Everything else is a dead end!
He is very sensitive to sounds.
Including infrasound and ultrasound!
At this moment, in Song Shihui's ears, this quiet mist was actually filled with the howls of countless monsters, and the air was filled with whispers of sound waves from various bands.
Only in front, where the light comes from.
All whispers and howls fell into silence.
Incomparably quiet and peaceful.
but……
Song Shihui looked there and understood that this might be just an illusion.
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Lingpingan leaned back on the chair and looked at the pictures in the souvenir that her aunt had just sent.
The sea, seabirds, cruise ships...
In the distant waves, the huge figure of a humpback whale can be vaguely seen.
"It's so beautiful..." Looking at the giant whale in the sea, Lingpingan praised it.
He has liked whales since he was a child, rolling...
Although I have never seen it before, I just like it!
pity……
This kind of love is not enough for him to abandon this comfortable home and run to the sea.
It is even less possible for him to foolishly cross the ocean and go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
Too much trouble!
So, he typed on his mobile phone: Auntie... Next time you find a whale, remember to take pictures of all of them!
It would be nice to have photos.
No need to travel that far to go whale watching!
Putting down the phone, Lingpingan turned his head and found that the streets and alleys had fogged up again at some point.
The hazy mist looked a little seeping through the glass door.
It feels a bit like a scene from a horror movie.
"Well..." He scratched his head and complained: "The weather in Jiangcheng City..."
"In my opinion, if this continues, Jiangcheng City will become a fog!"
After he finished complaining, he stood up and planned to close the door.
When he walked to the door and just pulled the rolling shutter, Lingpingan heard footsteps coming from outside.
He stopped closing the door and looked over.
Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat and an old-style top hat walking out of the thick fog.
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Through the fog, Song Shihui walked to the place where the lights were flickering.
Just as Situ He described, the fog suddenly became much thinner near the light source.
This means that we have entered the territory of the bookstore owner.
His true territory.
This is the so-called ‘domain’.
Domain is a concept that was born with the awakening of the first ancient god after the spiritual energy was revived.
It is the product of the twisted divine power of the gods.
In the domain, the resurrected god is almost omniscient and omnipotent.
The domain is also regarded as the core territory of a god. Entering without permission involves unpredictable dangers.
Therefore, Song Shihui couldn't help but stop.
He looked at the bookstore in front of him.
Orange light reflected from an ordinary glass door.
The light and shadow swayed, and a shadow appeared behind the door? His hand was holding the door, as if he was about to close it.
Looking at that shadow, Song Shihui felt that the note that had been suppressing his own began to show signs of slackening.
This frightened him greatly!
Fortunately, he had done his homework before coming. He knew that the bookstore owner had already known that he would arrive at this moment, and now, he happened to appear at the door and was making moves to close the door.
Song Shihui immediately understood the other party's intention.
This is a knock on him: I actually don’t really want to meet an ant like you...
He is also showing his own power: Do you see? I just let you look at my shadow, and you will be doomed... If you offend me... Hehehe...
But what happened? His hand was placed on the rolling shutter door just when he arrived.
so……
Song Shihui sighed.
The description of the think tanks? It is indeed correct.
This is a proud ancient god!
His arrogance is reflected in every aspect.
Sighing slightly, Song Shihui immediately raised his hands and said, "Store, I don't know if it's still open?"
Just listen to the person behind the door and open the glass door.
A head shrouded in fog appeared in front of him.
In the mist, two bits of fire quietly lit up in the eye sockets, rising like stars under the thin, cheap lenses.
Under the head, there is an extremely thin body.
He was wearing common clothes and pants, and a pair of cloth slippers on his feet. They looked like they were newly bought, and the labels on the shoes had not been cut off.
An easy-going voice came from the mist: "Guest... I'm just getting ready to close here..."
"Come in!" He said.
Song Shihui's eyelids jumped when he heard this.
Just getting ready to close?
Sure enough...arrogant!
Countless evidences have proven His omniscience and omnipotence.
Not only the black-clothed guard knows this, but he himself also knows this.
So, this is a typical trick.
It’s a typical arrogant attitude!
Song Shihui could naturally hear the meaning behind his words.
It's nothing more than: Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you...
And the words "Please come in" that followed clearly exposed this mentality: I did it on purpose!
When he thought of this, Song Shihui said quickly: "Thank you, Your Excellency!"
Of course thanks!
Not only thank you, but also have the right attitude!
otherwise……
He might start to get angry.
Or even simply drive yourself out!
Fortunately, Song Shihui was used to seeing all kinds of people during his years in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
So, he doesn't care about these things either.
So he shamelessly walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Shihui noticed that this bookstore was unusual.
The first is the interior of the bookstore. Almost all the furnishings are visited according to a certain rule that is more precise and strict than the golden section.
Even every tile and wooden board on the floor is like this!
And at the very front, a deep silent abyss is slowly rotating.
The asphalt-like liquid slowly flows with rotation.
Deep in the abyss, inside the void, dark, lightless abyss.
Countless scarlet evil pupils opened and closed consciously according to a certain pattern.
After just one glance, Song Shihui no longer dared to look at it again.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at the owner of the bookstore in front of him, the ancient god.
Looking at the two flashes of fire in his eyes, Song Shihui immediately handed over his hand: "Sir, your bookstore is really exquisite..."
"Did you decorate everything here?"
This is both for flattery and to gain more information.
When Song Shihui thought about it, this arrogant ancient god would definitely not miss such a good opportunity to show off!
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Lingpingan listened to the words of the guest in front of him, but he didn't quite understand.
"Is it exquisite?" he thought, and looked at his bookstore again. He couldn't feel anything exquisite, it was just a little cleaner and neater.
"So... business blowback?"
He smiled and said: "This is just a casual placement, not worth mentioning..."
He chuckled and looked at the guest.
The windbreaker this guest is wearing is very unique and seems to be handmade?
Because Lingpingan saw many thread ends and obvious traces of needlework.
You need to know that what is popular these days is anti-industry!
Everything is expensive and handmade.
For example, if the same piece of cloth is hand-woven, the price will be several times more expensive than machine-made cloth.
And obviously... industrial products are actually more beautiful, stronger, and more advanced.
But many people just like it and are willing to spend money to pursue it.
Such people are called petty bourgeoisie!
And petty bourgeoisie, in the eyes of capital, are the best leeks.
Because they are the perfect example of consumerism!
Thinking of this, the smile on Lingpingan's face could no longer be concealed.
"Guest..." He immediately became enthusiastic: "Please sit down..."
As he said that, he picked up the tea cup, ran to the counter drawer, twisted out some tea leaves, and then walked to the water dispenser.
Song Shihui looked at the ancient god's sudden change of attitude.
He thought to himself: "As expected...as expected..."
What an arrogant person likes most is for others to follow him and follow him.
It's best to praise quietly.
This is their most used.
This is true even for the three emperors who founded the Federal Empire, the most enlightened emperors throughout the ages.
So, he understood that the other party was using such a move to hint to him and the entire black guard: You must listen to me! There are benefits to listening to me!
This made Song Shihui couldn't help but think of the 'Huayuan Warrior' plan drawn up by his think tank.
pity……
After thinking about it, he knew that the plan was not reliable!
because……
This person is not only arrogant, but also moody and disrespectful!
If you accidentally slap the horse's butt on the leg, it will be difficult to clean up.
The Black Guards do not pursue immediate gain.
The Black Guards only seek long-term stability.
Therefore, even if the Huayuan warrior's plan has huge benefits, the black guards will definitely not adopt it.
When he was thinking this way, the ancient god already held a cup of tea and handed it over: "Guest, please drink tea..."
Song Shihui looked at the cup of tea that was handed to him.
The golden tea is boiling.
The rich spiritual energy made him couldn't help but become excited.
He understood that just this cup of tea might reduce his hard work by three years!
"Thank you!" He thanked quickly.
Lingpingan took the opportunity to take a closer look at the leeks delivered to his door.
He looked about forty-four or five years old.
The whole body was kept clean and tidy.
There seemed to be something in the pocket of the windbreaker.
After taking a closer look, Lingpingan recognized it.
That's a musical instrument.
exhausted!
"It's really a petty bourgeoisie!" Lingpingan was even more sure of his thoughts.
This thing is a very ancient musical instrument.
Nowadays, there are not many people who can afford to play. If they can play well, there are even fewer people who can play exquisitely...
It seems that such people are guests of various music universities.
Moreover, any one of them is a master!
so……
Lingpingan guessed that this was probably a rich man who had money in his pocket and started chasing something different.
He should be an Internet upstart above the middle class or...a senior executive in the financial field!
Only such people have the spare time and resources to play with such hobbies.
Do the general public have the patience and funds to play these games?
Thinking like this, Lingpingan's heart became hot!
