216. Wenwan Street

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The lights outside the alley were dim and had a calm and warm color.

Zhu Bishi at the entrance of the alley looked at Lu Xiaoyu with a confused expression, and all the words echoing in his mind were the words 12:44...

He was suddenly a little confused. It was not impossible for someone to ask for the time, but the two people came over and hit him with a combination of punches in tacit agreement. Zhu Bishi almost suspected that someone wanted to prank him!

Lu Xiaoyu's age is too deceptive. Only after the age of 16 is the body suitable for cultivation. This is no open secret in the cultivation world. At Lu Xiaoyu's age, there is no way for him to be vigilant.

After all, China is not the place where Boy Scouts appear in Africa or Southeast Asia.

Zhu Bishi suppressed her emotions and said pleasantly: "Little girl, thank you, go home quickly."

"Yes," Lu Xiaoyu nodded vigorously and walked forward without looking back.

Zhu Bishi kept looking at Lu Xiaoyu's back calmly. If the other party had any clues, he would choose to keep this little girl behind.

However, the result was that there was no trace at all. When he got back into the car, he still held the note he had posted and began to struggle... Should he post it or not? !

"The negative emotion value from Zhu Bishi, +399!"

Lu Xiaoyu walked a few hundred meters this time before she found an opportunity to jump back onto the roof. She returned to Lu Shu and said, "How about it, is it a dragnet?"

"I'm afraid that's true," Lu Shu nodded. In his impression, only Dragnet could be so restrained. Lu Shu still clearly remembers what Liang Che looked like when he first met him. Sometimes humans find it difficult to balance emotions and reason after suddenly mastering huge power.

But looking at Dragnet’s attitude, they don’t even enter the black market but are stationed outside. It seems to mean that as long as nothing happens in the black market, it’s fine?

I don’t know if there are any people in the dragnet inside. Lu Shu pondered for a while and said: "You two, don’t follow me into the black market. Wait for me here. If someone shows up, even if you take action, you must protect yourself first and jump directly to the black market." Find me."

There are two people, one big and one small, and a little Xiuxu. This feature cannot be more obvious. If you go in with your face covered in this situation, it is no different from hiding one's ears and stealing the bell.

Lu Xiaoyu looked unhappy, but when faced with such important decisions, her usual choice was to obey rather than be willful.

Lu Shu took out a coat from the pink trolley case, but there was nowhere to sell masks at this time...

He had no choice but to wrap Lu Xiaoyu's short-sleeved T-shirt around his face, and it just showed a Doraemon pattern... He didn't care about so much now. He put on his hood and walked inside, directly from the roof. He crossed the alley and jumped down from a height of more than ten meters.

There are densely packed houses at the end of the alley, and a small path in the middle is covered with a plastic shed, about three or four meters high, like a vegetable market.

It wasn't until he entered this long shed that Lu Shu discovered that there was a whole other world inside this middle of the night.

The shops on the street were all converted from residences. A door opening was cut out on the balcony of the home and a rolling shutter door was installed, and it became a small shop.

The signboards read words like "Xiao Lin Antique Shop" and "Yuan Ji Zhenbao Pavilion". Both the signboards and the mottled walls of the houses on the street look old. It turns out that this used to be a small antique market. ? !

Lu Shu was confused, so this place used to sell toys, but now it started to trick people into selling spiritual weapons? !

So is there anything real in this place?

In his previous life experience, he never had the opportunity to go to the cultural and entertainment market. His impression of this kind of place was probably that one was true and the other was false. In short, it was not very good.

Of course, Lu Shu felt that he might have been influenced by TV dramas and movies. After all, you have to really experience it to understand what this place is like.

Speaking of which, in the middle of the night, there were quite a lot of people in the market, and although other people wore hats and the like in a low-key manner, they did not mean to cover their faces at all.

Lu Shu was puzzled. Are everyone so open-minded?

On this street, it’s not just the art shop selling stuff in front of the shop. Outside the art shop, there are countless small merchants and hawkers setting up stalls on the street. It’s just a plastic mat with some things on it. That’s it. Make a stall.

Lu Shu knelt down at the entrance to look at the things on the stall next to him. The boss was a rustic middle-aged man. His suit was very ill-fitting. Under the suit was a blue T-shirt that was almost washed out...

When the boss saw Lu Shu squatting down to look at something, he smiled happily and said, "Young man, your look... is really unique."

Lu Shu asked angrily through the little T-shirt that covered his face: "Is there anything good?"

"Don't tell me, even though my stall is small and I don't dare to talk about magical weapons, but there are really a few magic weapons. It depends on whether you know the goods or not!" The boss pointed enthusiastically at a small shop on the stall. The wooden seal said: "Look, this seal is an old object that I collected before. One night after the spiritual energy was revived, it actually started to emit a yellow light, which is so magical!"

Lu Shu was stunned for a moment, is that all?

The boss continued to point to another bronze statue: "One night after the spiritual energy was revived, it suddenly glowed green in my house, and seemed to move a few times! And this..."

Lu Shudan asked in pain: "You shouldn't be selling magical artifacts in a house with so many colorful things. Wouldn't it be better to open a discotheque..."

The boss was stunned when he heard this: "Look at how this young man of yours talks, don't you believe me?!"

"The negative emotion value from Su Cong, +199!"

It's not that Lu Shu doesn't believe it, it's that your rhetoric is just like opening a disco, it just lacks the sense of rhythm...

At this time, Lu Shu finally understood why these people were so blatant and couldn't even hide it. Everyone was here to sell fakes... Of course fakes don't need to be covered up...

If that's the case, Lu Shu also understands why the people from the Dragnet don't come in anymore... Then they are too lazy to come in!

This is just like when someone from the Foundation exposed someone using mutated animals as bait to lure others into buying a blessed land at a high price. In the era of spiritual energy recovery, people are really desperate and want to defraud money!

Lu Shu asked in a low voice: "Believe me, I definitely believe you, right? But your stuff sounds very high-end and I can't afford it... Let me ask you something, anyone who wants to set up a stall on this street can do it." May I?"

The boss no longer talks to Lu Shu. Why bother talking to you when there is no business?

Lu Shu took out a hundred from his pocket and handed it to the boss. The boss immediately smiled and said, "You can choose your own location. You can set up a stall as long as it is an open space. No one is in charge here."