Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Facts have proved that the capable woman's guess was not wrong.

The dark market in the dark street at midnight was located in one of the shops on the left and right sides, and Lin Fan indeed entered the shop on the right.

As soon as he quickly got out of sight, Lin Fan did not hesitate to use the ability of the ghost hand to leave a dirty mud fingerprint on the door of the shop on the left for misleading purposes.

If they had just observed and screened carefully, it wouldn't take long to find this trace of forgery.

In other words, even if the capable woman did not deliberately plan to deceive her companions, she would still die.

However, even Lin Fan really didn't expect that she would be so ruthless and decisive, and directly chose to use a trick, pushing a companion to die to find a way out, but it was a waste of Lin Fan's own arrangement.

Otherwise, at least the fragile companionship can be maintained until the next life and death decision.

But now, the red-haired man and the yellow-haired man were extremely wary of the capable woman, for fear of following the orange-haired man's path.

The next time she tries her trick, it won't work.

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The short-haired woman did not hesitate and decisively opened a door on the right.

As soon as the door opened, there were lanterns hanging inside. The light was stronger than in the alleyway. It was only slightly dim, but there was no problem in seeing.

Then you see a bustling atmosphere, with various figures coming and going. There are more than 20 small stalls arranged inside, and they are constantly talking to each other.

After observing carefully again, I discovered that the so-called figures were all kinds of terrifying and strange forms of death...

Some are disemboweled and their internal organs are gushing; some are mutilated, with heads and legs missing; some are rotten and rotten, with green faces and fangs... all kinds of horrors abound!

In the shop just to the left, there is only a strange figure holding scissors.

That side is more like a nest of weird things. With a glance, a rough count shows that there are at least hundreds of weird things!

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The yellow-haired man fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he became weak and had a look of despair.

Wrong again... again?

One weirdo in the shop on the left killed that companion. If there were hundreds of weirdos here, wouldn't it be even more deadly? Hundreds of ghosts would devour the body, and the death would be even worse!

The red-haired man was also too frightened to walk.

On the contrary, it was the capable woman who, although she was also shocked and turned pale, recovered the quickest and bit her lip hard to force herself to regain some composure.

There are indeed a lot of weird things here, so many are scary!

However, she noticed a detail. When the three of them broke in, several strange people nearby noticed the movement and turned to look. After just one glance, they turned back and stopped paying attention.

If you want to kill them, why wait until they are frightened to the point of paralysis? The moment you find a living person coming in, you can just pounce on them and claim their lives.

In other words... they should not die if they enter this store.

The capable woman first comforted herself in her heart, looked far away, and continued to observe the store environment.

I saw those small stalls, filled with miscellaneous objects, like a messy flea market, waiting for people to pick objects, which corresponds to the treasure hunt mission of Baolou.

In addition, she is still looking for the last two figures for final confirmation.

After some painstaking observation, I finally saw the old man and the young man among the overlapping strange figures.

"They are indeed here! We did not find the wrong location!"

The capable woman was completely relieved, then looked back at the frightened two people, ignored them, and strode in.

"She...how dare she be so bold?"

"Wait for us."

The two gangsters looked at each other and looked at each other.

There are many strange things in the house, and demons are dancing wildly. This woman is so bold. Is she really not afraid of death?

However, the young boss in Baolou just now was unwilling to lead them to survive, and this capable woman has obviously become the new life-saving straw for the two of them.

Although the front is strange and scary, they are more afraid of death than this.

Even though there was a possibility of being abandoned, they gritted their teeth and hurriedly got up and followed.

……

In the dark market in the dark street at midnight, in front of a stall, Lin Fan's gaze was slowly withdrawn from behind him.

"I didn't expect... to find the location."

He admired softly.

He just left a trap for himself. Generally speaking, in the deep horror scene, his reason has been completely suppressed by fear, so he can't analyze things calmly and deal with things calmly.

Seeing his misleading fingerprints, the four of them broke into the wrong shop together.

But I never thought that three of the four people would be able to enter the dark market alive.

Thinking about it, his misleading trap was not useless, but the four cautious people did not act rashly together, but sent one person to explore the way.

From this point of view, at least the dead gangster had a pretty good character and was willing to sacrifice for his companions in such a desperate situation.

Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a little in awe.

And now that the three people have come in, Lin Fan doesn't bother to pay attention. As long as there is peace between them, he will not take the initiative to deal with other trialists.

"Brother, this little gourd looks good...it's purple."

The commoner old man stood in front of a stall, holding a purple-colored, fist-sized object in his hand, full of interest.

"Oh my God, you are so discerning! You have picked out the treasure of the store, good stuff, this is really good stuff...it may contain a weird city-destroying power."

The stall owner responded. It was wearing a Tang suit and had clear knife marks on its neck. It was strange that its throat had been cut.

He was struggling to brag about the items in his stall.

Hearing the sound, Lin Fan looked over. After observing and sizing it up, he still couldn't tell how real it was.

After all, in the dark market, there are many strange things, and the evil atmosphere is so strong that it is difficult to distinguish the strong from the weak.

Furthermore, all the items in all stalls are not fake, they are all genuine weird props!

It’s just that the difference in value is worlds apart!

It is like rubbish, with only a few traces of Yin Qi. Even if it is used, its power is far lower than the intimidation level.

It is also possible that there are extremely powerful strange props, life-chasing level, path-breaking level, or even city-destroying level, but the chance is too small.

But as long as your eyesight is sharp enough, anything is possible!

Of course, even the shopkeeper of Baolou might not be able to find real treasures if he came here. Lin Fan thought he didn't have that ability yet.

Looking around here is just a matter of chance. Anyway, he has the confidence to keep trying and making mistakes.

You know, his funds are not in the amount of three thousand, but a full ten trillion!

Regardless of the cost, there is no problem in rounding all the objects here. Conquering people with virtue and conquering weirdness with money.

After thinking about it, he shook his head to the old man in common clothes and said, "I can't understand, just feel free to do it."

Throughout the whole process, Lin Fan made up his mind not to provide any opinions.

After all, if he had not joined, according to normal development, the commoner old man would have been able to get the opportunity, and naturally there was no need for his intervention.

"so."

The commoner old man gently put down the purple gourd and picked up a bronze mirror, "This one seems pretty good too."

"Have eyesight!"

"My God, you are so discerning! You have picked out the treasures of this store."

The weird expression on the booth was shocked, and he spoke tremblingly, "Good stuff, this is really good stuff... There may be a strange, city-destroying power sealed in it!"

The commoner old man stopped, with a strange expression on his face, and couldn't help but ask, "How many treasures are there in this store?"

"not much……"

The booth was weird and he smiled softly, "Only this table...is all."