The soul-piercing battle broke through the dungeon, and I lost the plot line.

Chapter 81 81. Zombies can be psychic
The atmosphere on the court was rising with Yafei's smiles, but Lin Yueluo showed no interest at all.

The auction items are all elixirs and fighting skills in Doupo, and they are all from the lowest level of Huang rank.

Even the first two of the finale are fighting skills. The only difference is probably that they are aimed at the younger generation.

Lin Yueluo looked drowsy, but Bo Wan'an and the others were quite curious about these crystal clear pills.

Si Lan spent half of the movable funds of the Si family to buy a Qi Gathering Powder, the reason is very simple, this thing has the greatest effect on the previous generation, besides, there is no reason to return empty-handed once it comes.

The young master of the Luo family followed suit and bought the same one, but also bought some other items.

After Yafei smiled and glanced at the "Tian" brand box, she no longer took things from the ring like a magic trick, but watched the maid push the cart up.

The trolley was covered with a long fiery red cloth, and it was boxy, attracting the heartstrings of everyone present.

"Presumably everyone has heard of Mr. Straw in the last auction! He didn't pay the corresponding fee, but took out an equivalent item in exchange."

"And this object is placed on the cart next to me, hidden under the red cloth. Next, let us see its true face!"

He gently twisted the two corners of the red cloth with his hands, and then with a slight shake, the red cloth floated up, revealing the objects underneath.

Soon, the red cloth fell again and covered the object.

"I believe you have seen it clearly. This is a mirror. It is called the front edge mirror. It can reflect the past life."

"However, this mirror also has its limitations, that is, each person can only take one photo, and the starting price is [-] trillion points."

The past and present life are so incredible, and the temptation for people is naturally huge.

Especially those half-buried philanthropic capitalists, what they hope most is to ascend to heaven.

Whether you were good or bad in your previous life, and whether the merits accumulated in this life are enough to support your dream of entering heaven.

That's all they need to know urgently, they have a ton of points.

"I'll give you ten trillion!"

The one who spoke was the person in the "Xuan" box. The auction of this grand finale item was no longer accessible to the ordinary guests sitting below, and the dispute between the big bosses began.

"Hundred megabytes!"

……

The points became a series of numbers, no longer important, and doubling by ten times a hundred became the norm.

"Yijing."

Lin Yueluo said.

Si Xihao frowned as he looked at her. It was already remarkable that she could get the "Tian" box, but the Beijing points could not be obtained just by doing some dark street projects.

Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that Lin Yueluo could get this Beijing's points.

After all, money can make all the difference. If you really have such a large amount of assets, how could you be thrown out of the safe zone?

After this Beijing exit, the person in the "Xuan" box was too smart to speak anymore, obviously it was not worth it for him.

The person in the "ground" box who had been following the bidding also made no movement for a while.

Soon, a "dong dong" sound came from the door.

Through the smart screen, you can see the other person's appearance.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was fully armed. He was covered in black cloth from head to toe, as if it was specially stitched to look like him. Only two holes were left for his eyes, but he also wore sunglasses.

The man was not in a hurry, as if he had a chance to win, he said in a hoarse and unskilled voice after a while:

"Lin Yue. Luo, long time no see. This thing is very important to us."

Lin Yueluo frowned, what the hell, she even knew herself.

After opening the door, the man wrapped in a black cloth walked in in two or three steps, followed by a pungent smell of perfume.

The only people who can wear such a strong-smelling perfume, except those with extremely severe natural body odor, are zombie leader level and above.

With so many years of experience in killing zombies, Si Xihao saw through it at a glance, and immediately tightened his heartstrings, assuming a combat state.

He had a hunch that the zombie's level had reached "Little King".

With his strength, he is on par with Xiao Wang, but there are still three losers here!

Si Chun couldn't help but choked at the smell, and his whole little face was pinched together.

Lin Yueluo was used to it, and her expression remained calm.

"Are you from the 'ground' sized box?"

"That's right, I'm here. Let me introduce myself, I'm the king of the zombie group, which means that the entire zombie world is under my jurisdiction."

Lin Yueluo just said a faint "hmm", obviously not interested in his identity.

"I'm just curious, how did you know my identity?"

If the king hadn't been wearing sunglasses, Lin Yueluo would have seen his deep contempt.

"You don't know what I said about zombie psychics?"

"Psychic?" Lin Yueluo murmured and repeated, obviously not sure, but quite curious about it.

The king obviously saw this, and after all, he had something to ask for, so he patiently explained:

"The entire zombie world is under my jurisdiction, and nothing can escape my eyes."

"Zombies feed on human bodies, and most of those people's souls will be in ignorance after death and will be taken away by ghosts."

"You humans look at the appearance, but we zombies look at the appearance of the soul."

"Your soul is very special. Others' souls are either clear or turbid, but yours are two different colors."

"Your allure to us zombies is undoubtedly huge, but you are so strong that you make those zombies who have designs on you lose their lives."

"I have done some research on your soul, and finally came to the conclusion that the large area of ​​white is you, and the black comes from others."

"It's just a pity that you died in the end, at the mouth of the zombies raised in the orphanage, and that strange soul also disappeared."

"But fortunately you are back. It seems that you had a very comfortable trip to Dou Po."

"You also know about Fighting the World?"

Lin Yueluo frowned, she thought only Dark Street knew about it!
After hearing this, the king laughed mercilessly.

"Haha, where do you think Dark Street's information on this comes from? It doesn't rely on my zombie's psychic eyes."

"I have some deals with Dark Street, but you don't need to know about that. You only need to know that my zombies see people's souls. This also allows Dark Street to know at the first time who suddenly disappears and reappears."

"But you are an exception. Those people lost their memory because their souls were slightly damaged, but under my zombie research, they eventually recovered."

"Your soul is intact, but the dark street says you only remember that painting."

"I personally prefer you to lie. Moreover, Ya Fei's behavior just now clearly means that she met you during the fight, and your behavior of showing up also shows that you know her."

(End of this chapter)