The cave is actually myself

Chapter 35 Heaviness

On the second day, Ma Mingyuan got up early and practiced hard.

Lu Yuan hinted that the little paper man took the black talisman and went out to look for the pieces of paper that had been distributed before.

Along the way, the strange-looking little paper figures attracted the sideways glances of many monks, but as soon as their spiritual consciousness swept over the little paper figures, they all avoided them.

The strange level is strange, but you are a high-end fighter on the edge of the outer city. Even if you look weirder, you are still an existence that makes ordinary monks stay away.

As for the patrolling monks in Cangxing City, no matter what form or appearance you are, as long as you have proof of entering the city and do not cause trouble or cause trouble in the city, it has nothing to do with them.

The little paper figurine came to a dwelling with its figure erratic like a ghost, guided by a bit of origin in the piece of paper.

The residence looked even simpler than the place where Ma Mingyuan lived, with a simple defensive formation arranged outside.

The little paper man was elongated, came to the roof, and observed the room through the thin gap between the black tiles.

In the room, Luo Zongyuan was meditating. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and came to the bookshelf.

In the upper corner of the shelf, there is a piece of paper the size of a palm. At this time, the lines on the paper are variable in light and dark, and a bright spot is constantly flashing.

"It's this trick again, such an obvious trap, do you think I'm a fool?"

Luo Zongyuan sneered. This was the second time the piece of paper had an abnormal reaction.

He still had some impression of this piece of paper, which he got by chance from an opponent he killed.

Because the patterns on it were strange and strange, I guessed that there might be some secret hidden there, so I put it away in a storage bag.

After returning to the city, he also conducted many experiments to find out the secret of the magical paper.

Use various flames to burn some parts, soak them in some kind of medicine made by monsters, and find out the meaning of the lines...

All methods were exhausted, but to no avail, until one day, the lines on the paper lit up, a bright spot appeared in the middle, and an inexplicable traction emerged on the paper.

Luo Zongyuan was greatly alerted because of this. He had always struggled to find the location of the treasure map, and how could he take the initiative to lead people to find the treasure.

At first glance, it doesn’t look like a serious treasure map.

Luo Zongyuan believed that the piece of paper contained a huge trap, and made a simulated treasure hunt map to lure the monks to go there. If they did, they would probably escape death.

Therefore, this piece of paper has been gathering dust on his bookshelf until it reacted again today.

He looked at it twice and continued to meditate.

Lu Yuan looked at Luo Zongyuan's every move in the room and sighed in his heart.

"This opportunity is too big, I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp it."

The piece of paper melted continuously, and finally there was only a tiny light spot left, which flickered endlessly, floated upwards, passed through the tiles, and merged into the little paper human body.

"Huh? When did it disappear?" Not long after Luo Zongyuan finished his practice, he found that the pieces of paper on the bookshelf had disappeared without knowing when.

His heart was inexplicably empty, as if he had lost something very important.

The little paper man took back a little bit of his own origin and continued to wander the streets of the outer city, looking for the next piece of paper.

There are many stalls on a wide street. On the stalls, there are talismans, materials, elixirs, incomplete magical instruments, etc.

The little paper man walked slowly, looking here and there, as if he was looking for something.

"I don't recognize most of them, so there is no room for mistakes..."

Lu Yuan secretly complained in the little paper man's sea of ​​consciousness and followed it to a stall.

The stall owner is a young monk. There are many strange things on the stall, including monster hair, whips, teeth, colorful stones, shriveled seeds...

The pieces of paper separated by the little paper man suddenly appeared in a row, lying in the corner of the stall.

"How many low-grade spiritual stones does this piece of paper cost?" His little paper man stretched out his little hand, pointed at the piece of paper, and wrote on his body.

The young monk was horrified when he first saw the little paper man. It was extremely strange that he was still a paper man, but he actually visited his small stall.

But he soon calmed down a lot. Since the patrols not far away didn't make any moves, there was no need for him to worry and be afraid.

Although strange things of a different level are rare in the city, it is not uncommon. It is just that they are usually accompanied by monks and can move alone and communicate normally. This is the first time he has seen them.

"I got this piece of paper by chance. I heard that there is a mysterious spiritual realm hidden in it, so it is worth this amount."

He slapped the little paper man.

"Fifty?" the little paper figurine wrote on its body, with a big hook symbol behind it.

Lu Yuan nodded secretly. As a ticket to enter his cave, the price was quite high.

Yes, have vision.

The little paper man raised his head and stared at the young monk, expressing his appreciation.

"No, they are five low-grade spiritual stones."

The young monk looked at his dark eyes and felt very guilty. This so-called secret of the spiritual realm was made by him casually. Although the piece of paper was impervious to water and fire, there was nothing strange about it.

Asking high prices is a necessary skill for a stall owner. As for how much the customer can cut, it depends on the customer's own ability.

He was afraid of making the mysterious little paper man in front of him angry, so he quickly changed his words and offered a low price.

"Five?!" Two huge handwriting appeared on the body of the little paper man, with a bold symbol behind the handwriting.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath. The key to his own cave, which contains the origin of extraordinary weirdness and can be accessed directly, is it worth this?
"Then four low-grade spiritual stones? It can't be any lower. The price I paid for them is more than this."

Seeing that the little paper man still seemed to be dissatisfied with the high price, the young monk gave in again and said coquettishly.

"Four?!!" The little paper man quickly changed the word 'five' to the word 'four', and added a strange, thick symbol at the end.

Your dog's eyes are blinded!
The young monk seemed to sense a murderous intention from the empty eyes of the paper man, gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Then three low-grade spirit stones. This is really a blood-vomiting price. I'm looking at the paper to have a relationship with the senior. The beauty of an adult, the booklet allows the senior to get what he wants."

"!!!"

"..."

There were only three strange symbols that appeared on the paper man, and then they changed into six dots.

"Don't look any further."

He half-heartedly took out a spiritual liquid bead from his back and threw it to the young monk.

The young monk was overjoyed, the spirit liquid beads were worth at least seven or eight low-grade spirit stones, and judging from the quality of this one, it was worth ten low-grade spirit stones.

The little paper figurine put away the pieces of paper, lowered its head, and slowly left the booth.

The young monk behind him looked at the figure of the paper man, wondering in his heart.

It’s strange, why does this light little paper man feel so heavy when he comes out?

(End of this chapter)