If he hadn't been holding the 100 ghost money given by Lin Fan, he would have made some sarcastic remarks.
"This was the reward that several mayors won when they joined forces and bet all the city buildings against the god above the Immortal Lord."
The villagers said with admiration:
"It was a game of liar dice, and I lost the first one, so all the cities in this area are gone."
"But the god thought it was very interesting, so he made an exception and let them sacrifice their lives for another round of fun."
"In the end, I won. All the weird parades in the entire area are symbiotic with humans. If I die, it will die too."
"But why it's right next to the road you're going to, I really don't know."
--hiss.
Lin Fan took a breath of cold air.
Looking back, there wasn't a single building on the road.
Lin Fan finally understood why.
These mayors are truly heroes.
And it's so visionary.
From the very beginning, they anticipated that this catastrophe would not end easily.
In the end, all these buildings will inevitably become just scenic spots left after the city is extinct.
It would be better to use it to exchange for a piece of paradise.
Lin Fan had to admire him.
It’s just the god he was talking about, and a few other immortals.
What exactly is it.
Do we need to separate Weird and Immortal?
No matter how he thought about it, Lin Fan always believed that Xian Ye was just weird.
The villager was still curious:
"Don't you have something strange inside you too? How come you don't know about something so famous?"
Lin Fan shook his head. "We are from other cities. We saw the cities here disappear inexplicably, so we wanted to come and take a look."
This is a lie.
But that's enough.
If you say you are from a wider area, people will be less likely to question you.
Besides, there is no benefit in telling the truth.
"So that's how it is. When I looked at that crazy old man just now, his eyes looked weird, so I thought you were from the same village."
The old man yelled, "Who are you calling crazy old man!"
"If you're not crazy, then why are you still running around at your age? Aren't you just causing more trouble?"
The villagers didn't think they had said anything wrong.
In his opinion, running all the way here must be full of dangers. This old man is old and has no strength, so why did he follow him? What else could he do except cause trouble?
The old man was so angry that he angrily paid a double-digit 10-yuan note.
"Give me a nicer name, and these 10 ghost notes are yours!"
"father!"
"...That's not the case, brother."
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