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Chapter 190 Border (please subscribe)
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  Haizhou Road, Huiping City.

The border trade brought about by the century-old prosperity has caused the city to expand several times. In the area outside the city near the border, someone dug an artificial lake, and built a huge twelve-story attic on the lake, named 'Golden Tower'. '.

From a distance, it looks like a golden sculpture standing in the middle of the lake. When you get closer, it looks more like gold, and the outside of it is really painted with gold sand mixed with lacquer, coupled with the special lantern, it makes it look more like gold. The whole building looks extremely luxurious and luxurious.

Wang Ping stood in front of the lakeside guardrail made of white jade, looking at the tower in front, listening to the drunken dreams and death of the mortals inside, and looking at the guests on the road leading to the attic. This is another sea of ​​suffering, but the people deep inside think that They are traveling through Wonderland.

"Are there any shrimps at the bottom of the lake?" Yu Lian asked suddenly, then stuck out a small head from Wang Ping's sleeves, stared at the calm lake surface, and said displeasedly: "This lake really stinks, it's disgusting. .”

Wang Ping looked at the lake. The water was brought from several waterways near Huiping City, but no ecological treatment was done. In addition, the domestic garbage generated by Jinlou every day made the bottom of the lake full of filth. However, he planted some water plants. Covering up these filth perfectly.

"It's not just filth, it's also spiritual pollution. The world of inspiration here is full of negative emotions. Many people have drowned at the bottom of the lake." Yu Lian added, then got back into her sleeves and continued to sleep. She couldn't see anything she didn't like. Too lazy to look.

Wang Ping mourned the dead souls for a few breaths, and then forgot about it. At this time, a middle-aged man who was dressed a little shabbily came next to him. His long hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and his head was tied. Wearing a gray belt as a decoration, there is nothing long on the waist.

"First time seeing Jinlou?" he asked.

"Yes." Wang Ping answered his question.

"Don't go in the first time you come here. It's like the hell in the story. You will fall into it step by step, and then you will suffer in pain for the rest of your life like those greedy evil spirits."

Wang Ping turned his head after hearing this, deliberately looked the middle-aged man up and down, and then said with a smile: "You describe it as hell, but you yearn for it in your heart."

"Because I can't get out anymore."

"Why?"

"It's fascinating."

"... "

Wang Ping heard the words and looked at the middle-aged man again. This time he looked at the other person's spirit body. During this short communication process, the emotions produced by his spirit body almost instantly became full and high-pitched emotions from the previous dead silence. It made his blood boil.

"This man is about to die. He has very little energy left. He is almost at the point where he is exhausted."

Yu Lian reminded Wang Ping in his spiritual sea.

"What do you want from me?" Wang Ping asked curiously.

"If you want to play in the golden building, I can guide you. All you need to do is reward me with two pieces of silver when you have a good time, so that I can go to the hall and listen to music." The middle-aged man said this. At this time, he slightly bent his straight waist just now.

"It's not necessary to lead the way. If you want to listen to music, I can invite you." Wang Ping put his right hand into his arms, then took out two broken pieces of silver and threw them out.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Wang Ping to be so generous. He didn't catch the silver for a moment. After the silver fell to the ground, he lay on the ground like a dog and picked up the broken silver. When he saw what happened here, there were people nearby. Several people were eager to come over and try their luck.

Wang Ping calmly used the 'Water Moon Bell' to cast an illusion to cover up his true body, and used the illusion to deal with those who wanted to eat and drink.

The middle-aged man who picked up the silver stumbled towards the Jinlou without saying a single word 'thank you'.

Yulian got out of her sleeves again, looked at the happy middle-aged man, and said, "This phenomenon is very abnormal. Someone should be using secret methods to lure them."

"This is someone else's way of making money, and we shouldn't meddle rashly." Wang Ping learned from Lu Wen and his wife that the spiritual practice community on Haizhou Road has developed rapidly in the past few decades, and almost every force is behind it. They The couple can only maintain the situation with difficulty.

Regardless of the pollution at the bottom of the lake, the scenery here is actually very beautiful. Wang Ping assumed the identity of a fledgling novice in the world of martial arts, feeling more and more full of emotions, and the sky became darker and darker.

The Golden Tower is even more charming at night. It looks like a golden orchid blooming in the center of the lake. You will feel better after looking at it twice more. Moreover, many people come to the lake to watch the Golden Tower at night. Most of them are They were traffickers and pawns in the city, or common people not far away.

With these people around, Wang Ping could hear many stories that happened in the Golden Building. Some were enviable, such as wealthy businessmen spending huge sums of money; others were deplorable, such as a commoner family selling their daughter...

Their stories are connected together to form this real world.

The night got late without realizing it, and Wang Ping had heard the same story. He casually found an inn to rest.

The night passed quickly.

In the morning, he got up and paid the bill, went outside to drink a bowl of high soup noodles, and bought two more shrimps for Yu Lian to taste. When he was about to walk to the border, he heard Yu Lian say: "Look at that." side…"

Wang Ping looked over according to Yu Lian's consciousness and saw an old carriage. A half-white old man was driving the carriage. The awning behind the carriage was worn and shabby. It would sway back and forth during the slow movement. The carriage was pulling What was found was a corpse wrapped in a straw mat. The corpse was the middle-aged man who asked Wang Ping for money yesterday. When he left, Wang Ping gave him a blessing talisman.

"He seemed happy at the end," Yulian said.

"This is the end of his life. It is a happy thing to go to sleep with beautiful memories."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he walked towards the border. There was already a long queue there. There were two entrances and exits at the border, one for caravans and one for ordinary tourists and border people.

When it was Wang Ping's turn, it was already half an hour later. A Qi practitioner from Daozang Palace checked his identity card, and a ninth-grade clerk asked about some basic information, and then let Wang Ping go.

After walking some distance from the border, Wang Ping habitually sprinkled some seeds and used a very weak wood spirit to connect with the vegetation on the side of the road, preventing people from being tracked and at the same time monitoring the nearby land boundary for several kilometers.

"That Qi practitioner was using his spiritual energy to detect you just now." Yu Lian said.

"I noticed it."

"There is a hint of hostility in his mood. Why? Does he want to rob?"

"I hope you won't mess with me. I don't want any unnecessary killings."

"Is killing still necessary?"

"Of course!"

"for example?"

"Killing that allows me to understand my thoughts!"

As Wang Ping spoke, he took out two copper coins and threw them into the air, then quickly grabbed them in his hand. Then, he opened his palms and saw that they were in a 'little lucky' situation.

(End of this chapter)