"...!!!"
Seeing this, Yang Xiaoxiao, who was hiding behind the tree, was both speechless and astonished.
So, was Luo Sijin's voice just now a disguise?
Impossible. Luo Sijin is a shut-in who knows nothing but biological research. How could he possibly imitate someone else's voice?
Or...did you use a voice changer?
Before Yang Xiaoxiao could figure it out, Si Jin and the others grabbed a vine and went down to the bottom of the cliff.
Hu Weiyan initially refused to leave, but Si Jin reminded him, "Oh, I was just about to remind you, there's a beautiful ghost in your tree."
"...five."
"Ahhhh—"
With a scream, several more crows took flight.
Hu Weiyan didn't even glance at it before hurriedly climbing down the vine.
Several crows circled overhead, cawing rhythmically.
When they reached the bottom of the cliff, Hu Weiyan realized that the melody of the cry was: "Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm."
"..."
"Damn it!" Hu Weiyan blurted out, oblivious to the danger, "Even crows are mocking me these days!"
He dusted himself off and was about to get up when he spotted an elderly man with white hair.
His eye sockets were dark and gleaming, without eyes; if you looked closely, you could even see the stark white bones.
He could no longer see him, but he kept staring intently at Hu Weiyan, revealing a set of broken, yellowed teeth as he asked, "Young man, looking for a friend?"
"Look, did you fall down with this golden friend, this silver friend, or this ordinary friend without eyeballs?"
Upon seeing the three identical Si Mingyes in front of him, Hu Weiyan's legs instinctively went weak.
Just as I was about to say, "This isn't my friend," Si Jin spoke up from the side: "Jin's."
elder:"……"
"Young man, you must be honest, or you will be punished."
"Honesty," Si Jin said earnestly, "is gold."
"Alright, then...here you go." The old man handed the golden statue to Si Jin.
Whether it's honest or not doesn't matter; we'll just have to keep our eyes glued to him for a while!
"Ah Yuan," Si Jin said, making up a rule, "I remember that gold can be exchanged for things with the BOSS, right?"
Mo Linyuan paused for a moment, "Yes, it's a new rule. How did Jinjin know about it?"
Whenever Jinjin wants, she can add new rules.
"I'd like to trade this golden statue for a large sword, is that alright?"
“Okay.” Mo Linyuan nodded. “I don’t think the BOSS would refuse to give Jinjin face.”
It's just giving face; A Yuan will be jealous of the BOSS, and it'll be tough on Jin Jin's back, that's all.
Having taken the knife, Si Jin stroked the hilt with one hand and continued to speak kindly to the white-haired old man: "Grandpa, we need to move forward, could you please make way for us?"
"Make way, make way, okay hehehehe..."
As the white-haired old man spoke, he let out a strange laugh and then squatted down.
The next moment, two throwing knives appeared in front of Si Jin, aimed straight at his eyes.
The force was so strong it could almost pierce through the entire head.
Almost instantly, Si Jin leaned back, her body forming a 90-degree angle with the ground, effortlessly dodging the two knives.
A second later, he immediately stood up and swung his knife to cut the old man's neck.
"Ahhhh—"
The old man cried out in surprise, but there was no blood. He collapsed to the ground, at a loss for what to do.
At this moment, Si Jin casually tidied her messy hair and squatted down in front of the old man's thin body.
Using an illusion, he politely asked, "Old man, look, did you drop this gold head, this silver head, or this ordinary head?"
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