In the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Bai and the owner looked at the people who had come to life. The next second, cold air surged out, and everyone was frozen into ice sculptures with peaceful expressions. "Jiang Bai!" The shop owner, who was originally accompanying his wife, suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Bai. "what you do?" "I'm saving people." Jiang Bai's face turned slightly pale, and his left hand was a little numb due to the cold air. In order to weaken Han Chan, he used cold energy too many times in a short period of time and was close to overdraft. Now that the seal has returned to balance, Jiang Bai will inevitably have some difficulty in using Han Chan's cold energy again. "No matter what means the mirror uses to keep these people, I can responsibly tell you that thousands of years have passed and it is impossible without any side effects!"
Jiang Bai's words were like pouring cold water on the shop owner, calming him down instantly. But he was still a little unwilling and had a fantasy in his mind, "What if..." Jiang Bai calmly replied, "Even if the luckiest situation occurs and everyone survives, and a dozen living people are thrown into the burial ground, how long do you think they can last, one second, or two seconds?" The store owner fell completely silent. He had to admit that Jiang Bai's handling was calmer and more correct than his. Sealing everyone's breath with cold air can help them resist the threat of the burial ground and suppress the hidden dangers in the body. No matter what their current state is, they are not suitable to appear in a hot pot restaurant. After everyone was frozen into ice sculptures, Jiang Bai did some additional work, wrapping everyone with ice cubes, and adding a simple anti-shock device to protect the core torso and brain to prevent the ice cubes from breaking and taking the contents inside with them. People were also shattered on the ground. Obviously, Jiang Bai has rich experience in this area. While Jiang Bai was doing all this, the shop owner watched quietly from the side, smoking one cigarette after another. "It's done for now." Jiang Bai wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. The lives of these thirteen people were saved. "Thank you for your hard work. Jiang Bai, you heard clearly what I'm going to say next." The shop owner threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and said, "In the case of SSS-level wanted criminal Puppet Master Jiang Bai, it was later proven that the puppet master was wrongly accused. The culprit was a wanted criminal named [Devil Doll]. You should have dealt with him before. He was also picked up by the mirror. , is the guardian of the gold token..." According to the shop owner, when the puppet master was chasing the devil doll, the crazy devil doll caused a massacre and at the same time put the blame on the puppet master, which resulted in the puppet master being wanted. In 2200 years ago, the demon dolls were rounded up and the matter was exposed, and the puppet master was restored to innocence. However, under the dragon-level roundup, the demon doll still escaped, and even ended up in a burial ground to survive, becoming the gold caretaker, the ghost tailor that Shan Qingyi met later.
Hearing this, Jiang Bai nodded and said frankly, "The wanted SSS-level criminal is probably not me, but someone else." The store owner was a little confused, "You seem to have mentioned amnesia before... Why are you so sure?" It is precisely because Jiang Bai has lost his memory that he cannot remember anything. Jiang Bai is not even sure whether he has lost his memory or anything. But Jiang Bai's tone was full of confidence. "If I were the one to take action, I might be framed, but the [Devil Doll] would never survive." Jiang Bai is a man of many minds and small minds, and he is very vengeful. You offended Jiang Bai and still want to run away? If Jiang Bai failed to kill the owner of the burial ground, it would be understandable. A demon doll, a beast-level colored pen that even Shan Qingyi can't defeat, what's so arrogant about it? "Mostly a teacher..." Thinking of this, Jiang Bai felt a lot relieved. At least the Puppet Master survived the ebb of the third mysterious tide. As for whether the master and apprentice will have a chance to meet again in the future, God knows. Jiang Bai has more important things to worry about right now. "You prioritize talking to me about the puppet master, not how to leave the burial site." Jiang Bai looked at the shop owner and sighed helplessly, "In other words, you actually don't know how to leave?" The people who walked out of the mirror, as well as the shop owner's wife, both in public and private matters, the shop owner wanted these people to survive. The only person the store owner can trust and should trust is Jiang Bai. If he didn't say it, it meant he didn't. "I only know one way, but I feel that this way... there is definitely no way to leave alive." The shop owner looked bitter and said helplessly, "Gather the five elements tokens. Each token can allow one person and one ghost to enter the deepest part of the burial ground. The way to leave is there." "The Five Elements Token...the gold element is already in hand, and Wei Junjie and Shan Qingyi have also passed through the gray mist..." Jiang Bai organized his thoughts. "Boss, take the fire token away first. Let's go to the deepest part of the burial ground to take a look. If we can't get out alive, we won't be able to take others out." Jiang Bai now has not only his life, but also thirteen lives in the hot pot restaurant.
Jiang Bai will save these people within his ability. Because, if these people can survive, it means that the people who were killed by the mirror back then will also have a chance to be resurrected! According to the store owner, at least tens of millions of ordinary people have been taken away by mirrors! These thirteen people are just the first batch of experimenters, representing hope. "Yes." The shop owner watched Jiang Bai go upstairs, and reminded him, "The challenge on the second floor is not difficult. You must not go to the third floor, and nothing will happen..." The shop owner stopped talking. After a brief contact with Jiang Bai, the shop owner realized one thing, Jiang Bai is not a person who listens to advice. To be precise, Jiang Bai has both opinions and means. Jiang Bai will do what he thinks. At present, at least the result is good. Jiang Bai suddenly stopped, stood on the stairs, and looked at the shop owner on the first floor. "By the way, boss, we have known each other for so long, it is a bit rude to say that I haven't asked your name yet." "My name is..." The shop owner's cigarette in the air stopped, and the words came to his lips but didn't come out. His name is very ordinary, and it's nothing big. Of course, he can tell Jiang Bai. But he still hesitated, hesitated, and finally made a decision. "Just keep calling me boss." The shop owner waved his hand twice, refusing to answer the question, "Jiang Bai, don't ask the dead's name." After saying that, his figure faded from the spot and slowly disappeared. Don't ask the dead's name. When you know a person's name, you seem to know him, as if you have become friends. The death of a friend always brings a resonance of sadness. This road is already difficult enough, maybe it should be less burdened. Less bitter. Young man.
