I have a room in Huangquan

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Seeming to see his own thoughts, Yu Razhi quickly added: "Master, a bounty is justice!"

Ding Xiaoyi was taken aback, then suddenly laughed dumbfounded and said: "Yes, that's right, that's really good, bounty is justice!"

Chapter 129: Vulnerable

The exchange session was still going on, when he sat back in his chair.

I noticed that the people around me formed a circle in a tacit understanding.

Some are acquaintances, and some share similar interests.

Interestingly, once these circles take shape, the exchange of information begins to decrease.

From public information release, to semi-public, even only a small number of people can hear it.

At this time, those who have no circle are particularly dazzling.

For example, say yourself...

Sitting alone in a corner is sometimes very inconspicuous, but sometimes it looks unique.

Ding Xiaoyi is very clear about what he is here for. He is more interested in this exchange meeting. He just wants to know why his seniors joined in.

Just like the man who left in a hurry with his daughter just now.

No one is willing to let their relatives and friends come to this kind of place. Only when they are forced to come here to seek a glimmer of hope.

If you can't figure out why.

He was worried that his senior, if he didn't get help here, he would immediately look for help elsewhere.

At that time, there is nothing you can do.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi walked up to the senior: "My friend, you seem to need help very much. If you can, please tell me about your troubles!"

Miao Renfeng was taken aback, never thinking that someone would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

He looked up and down the strange man in front of him.

The other party was wearing a very strange mask, which completely covered the entire face, so that no one could see the slightest gap.

Miao Renfeng checked his body vigilantly, shook his head and said, "I don't know you!"

He is not a rookie who just entered the Lost Mansion,

Never trust these strangers easily.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi not only didn't leave, but sat aside and tilted his Erlang: "As a historian, I think you need to change your taste, at least these straps are not secure!"

In fact, Miao Renfeng, who was already about to leave, was struck by lightning when he heard these words, and looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

"How do you know who I am!"

"Simple, your shape is a mummy in history. It is said that this burial method represents mystery and death, but such information is too rare. Unless you are a professional historian, ordinary people cannot touch it!"

Ding Xiaoyi was talking nonsense, but these words were not nonsense, but Miao Renfeng's original words.

I remember being in the dormitory at that time, after this guy saw the description of the mummy in the data.

This is how it was introduced to them, and it was patted on the chest to ensure that, except for a small number of historians, ordinary people would not find these materials at all.

Now I return this sentence to him intact.

Miao Renfeng was stunned when he heard this, and Ding Xiaoyi was relieved to see that this guy still had a shocked look in his eyes even though he was wearing a bandage.

"Then what do you think, senior, this way of burial? Maybe this way can also be a punishment!"

Miao Renfeng's attitude immediately changed.

Ding Xiaoyi knows this guy's character too well. Once you talk about history with him, this guy will immediately become a different person.

I can't be led into the ditch by him.

"Ahem, brother, if you like history, I don't have a lot of documents, but I am more interested in why you came to this kind of place. I can see that you are more like a scholar. Is it because of historical reasons? , have you started to be interested in unknown things?"

Imitating the old man's tone, he tried to test Miao Renfeng.

Hearing this, Miao Renfeng hesitated for a moment: "I want to find something, something that can regenerate a brain-dead vegetable!"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect Miao Renfeng to make such a request suddenly.

Brain-dead is a vegetative state, whether dead or alive.

It's not easy to talk about rebirth, but if you want to be sober, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

Even under the background of modern medicine, once it is recognized as brain dead, the rest can only be left to fate.

This is a barrier that countless medical experts have never been able to overcome.

It's no wonder that Miao Renfeng thought of coming to the Lost Mansion to find a way.

"Is there anything you can do? If not, then I will leave." Miao Renfeng stood up, as if he was about to leave.

This man is two-faced.

If you talk about history, even if you are an enemy, he can have a good chat with you.

But if it's something else, unless it's someone you know very well, there will always be a look of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

This is also the reason why he insisted on staying on campus to teach after his academic success.

"Wait! This matter is not impossible, but it is very difficult!"

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly called Miao Renfeng to stop. He was worried that this fool would not find a way here, so he would look elsewhere. In case, like last time, he was parasited by parasites, he didn't know it, and he might die. Confused.

"Leave me a number, and I can ask some adults for you! But I warn you, if you can, you may not be able to afford the price."

Ding Xiaoyi's voice was very serious, and his eyes were fixed on Miao Renfeng's cheek through the mask.

Miao Renfeng could feel that he was not joking.

Sensing the other party's serious expression, Miao Renfeng flashed a flash of light under the frame of the mirror: "If possible, I can bear any price, even if it costs my life!"

"Hey, then you should cherish the time you have now, leave your number, and I will contact you after a while!"

I don't know what to do about brain death, but I have to stabilize him first.

As for the seriousness of the price, it was also because it was the only way to make him believe in himself and indeed have the strength to help him.

Miao Renfeng nodded and left his number, then got up and left here, obviously not very used to this kind of gathering.

"Master, in fact, you can ask some despiritualists in the guild who have spirit-type psionic creatures to help him, maybe you can really help him!"

Yupanzhi reminded in a low voice.

This is a good way. After tonight is over, he can talk to Wang Qi about it.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi walked towards the private room.

He estimated that it had been so long, the so-called adult inside must have recovered some strength.

After a few steps in the crowd, the figure swayed.

He disappeared into the crowd without a sound.

"Let me meet an adult, these are meeting gifts."

All kinds of rare and valuable things were taken out, and some people even stuffed money into the pockets of the guards, but they were still blocked from the door.

Ding Xiaoyi ignored the barriers of these guards, walked to the door easily, and listened carefully with his ears sideways.

It seemed that there were still people talking inside.

"My request is very simple. At the beginning of next month, there will be three people passing through the customs. The formalities are complete, but the things they deliver cannot be inspected. If you agree to my request, your conditions are not a problem!"

Listen to the voice, this voice is very likely to be the fallen spirit master who pretends to be a ghost.

At this time, I only heard the voice of another middle-aged man, and said with some hesitation.

"This... I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with. The black glove incident last time caused a lot of trouble in the city. It's still under strict investigation. I'm afraid it won't work!"

"It's just some drugs, it's not considered wéi jp, can it?"

"It's really just drugs!"

"It's true."

"Well, if it's medicine, I can make the decision, but please help me bring the things when the time comes."

"Don't worry, we keep our word!"

After the two people in the room finished talking, a middle-aged man wearing a black mouse mask came out of the room.

Just as he opened the door, Ding Xiaoyi jumped sideways, and his figure jumped into the room.

At this time, I saw a young man lying lazily on the sofa.

The huge dark circles under the eyes seem to have not had a good rest for a long time.

It seemed that after dealing with the middle-aged man, he looked a little tired, and took out a crystal bottle from his arms.

"Psionic essence!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, such a psionic essence is much more than what he got from the light bulb essence before.

"nice one!"

Seeing that the young man was about to unscrew the bottle cap and drink it, Ding Xiaoyi who was hiding in the darkness couldn't hold back immediately.

The palm of the hand was grabbed like lightning, grabbed the bottle, and slammed it hard, before the young man realized what happened.

A big foot in front of him had already kicked him in the face.

"boom!"

With the sudden kick, half of the young man's face was about to be deformed.

He bumped his head into the sofa, shook his head a few times, and then raised his head in horror.

When he saw Ding Xiaoyi suddenly appearing in front of him, the young man couldn't help screaming: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red when he saw the psionic essence in Ding Xiaoyi's hand. That was his full reward for coming here for this adventure.

When he saw that the other party put the essence of psionic energy into his pocket, the young man became impatient.

The body suddenly swelled, and the clothes were blown apart inch by inch.

The body instantly turned into a behemoth of nearly three meters. The skin looked dull, but in fact it was dark and evil. There was a single horn on the head, covered with countless mysterious patterns.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a fist the size of a door panel hit Ding Xiaoyi head-on.

However, Ding Xiaoyi didn't hide or dodge, looking at the fist in front of him that was about to cover half of his body.

There was just a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the psychic light flickered in his eyes, and he could see the guy in front of him clearly.

If this young man could be in his prime, maybe he would still have trouble beating him up.

But this guy just used up his psychic energy in order to pretend to be b. At this time, it is just a shape, a soft cabbage.

Facing the oncoming fist, he didn't even need to wake up the meatball.

At the same time, he raised his fist and poured spiritual energy into it.

For a moment, the blue light illuminated the room, and he wanted to verify the extent of his current strength.

With a punch to meet him, there was a "bang", and the young man didn't even have time to scream out.

With the huge fist, Dunsi exploded, and the young man's body was instantly like a deflated balloon. His body returned to the appearance of a normal person, and he fell to the ground.

"Who are you!"

The blood on the palm of the hand made the young man feel heartbroken, and he realized that his strength was not on the same level as the opponent's.

But Ding Xiaoyi didn't answer him at all, kicked the young man on the forehead, kicked him unconscious, took off his mask and spit coldly: "It's justice!" 11

Chapter 1 Thirty: Earned, Earned

Bitther sat in a wing room in the attic, constantly updating the information on the monitor.

It made him feel a little dazed.

At the beginning, I worked hard to create the Lost Mansion, and expanded the mansion according to the plan.

Right now, the mansion has obviously achieved great success through this event.