"So...is the current situation because of those treasure maps?"

Zhang Sen was half lying down, listening to Kimura's authentic words, and said slowly.

He has not many people under his command now. Although he has conquered the gods in the entire world of missing, the problem is that these gods are all sloppy goods, and once they leave the world of missing, they will become slags.

So what really came in handy was Kimura Masato. He sent Kimura Masato to investigate the information. Kimura Masato took half a month to finally return to the store and tell Zhang Sen about the situation.

"Although I only took a look, I have recorded the map in my mind and can be drawn again at any time. Do you need it?" Masamon Kimura nodded and asked.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "No need for the time being, I always feel that there is something wrong with this."

The root cause is indeed very precious at the extraordinary level, but theoretically it is not a very precious thing at the root level. After all, experts at the root level can refine it themselves, although the conditions may be very harsh.

"You go and check, I need the other party's detailed information about that mercenary group that is fighting in the internal strife." After thinking, Zhang Sen ordered Kimura Masaru.

Masamon Kimura immediately agreed, then turned around and left the store after bowing.

"Although the other party did a good job of keeping the secrets in secret, it always felt strange. It probably attracted the attention of many people. Even I can know so much information. Although Kimura is good at abilities, I believe that there must be people in the wizard who are more suitable for investigating secrets than him. So... this news is probably already a big mess in the mirror world." Zhang Sen gently rotated his fingers and wore the oath ring on his index finger, and slowly said to himself.

He never felt that he was a smart person. Even if he had the divine nature of wisdom, he was at best calmer than ordinary people.

Since even he can detect the tricks here, I believe others can also detect them.

The tomb of the powerful is spreading, and I am afraid it will not be a trap.

Zhang Sen narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility.

In fact, after listening to the authentic Kimura information, he felt that it was fake.

Why do you feel this way?

The reason is a bit ridiculous, that is, he felt after hearing this, why is this powerful cemetery exuding a sense of poverty?

Yes, poor!

This is the feeling he had at the first time after listening to it.

In the cemetery, there were only two first-level roots in the end. What kind of powerful power is this? The poor ghost?

But this powerful man has created so many false graves to hide his real grave, which is too much of a single move.

This is like Qin Shihuang built countless fake graves to cover up his real graves. This is a very normal thing, but if you, a small farmer, do this, you will obviously be sick.

Zhang Sen divided this powerful force into the ranks of sick people. Could it be that powerful people who can create so many graves? Is it really possible that they are sick?

This probability is too small.

A disagreeable aura can be smelled without using your nose.

Zhang Sen believes that more people have seen it, but some people are lucky. After all, the first-level roots are also the roots, and some people are still watching like him, wanting to see what is hidden in it.

Since the layout is now, it will definitely jump out at the last moment.

Zhang Sen rubbed the ring and was also waiting.

...

"Grandma, these crazy people, what news should be blocked?"

The third brother was very angry. He spent a lot of money to create this situation, but he was disrupted by some bastards.

Through a special way, he replaced the third-level roots given by the old man with ten second-level roots. He was so heartbroken that he only left himself with one second-level root. Seven of the remaining eight second-level roots were replaced with first-level roots, with a total of seventy.

Then, he first used the second-level root to hire a mercenary group that was good at this aspect of layout. The two sides signed an extremely strict contract and then arranged this shocking scam.

In order to reflect the authenticity, he even put the remaining first-level roots into those pseudo-cemeteries, with the purpose of making everyone crazy and finally found the seal place that the old man hoped that he would untie and untie the seal!

When he thought of the third-level roots, there was only one second-level root left, he felt a sensation in his heart. This was his life-long money, and he had to share 90% of it.

If he knew that Zhang Sen's comments on his plan were poor, he would definitely start to swear. How could this be unsatisfactory?

Unfortunately, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. His plan was originally intended to attract the attention of countless practitioners and start the era of treasure hunting, but some wizards were so obsessed with greed that they were damn blocking news. Although there were rumors circulating in the mirror world, they were still a long way from the real fanaticism.

The problem is that there are so many root causes. The longer the time delays, the less you gain. In the end, you may not find the location of the main seal and then disperse.

This is what he is most worried about.

He regards all the wizards as wolves, and he is the one who releases the bait.

Now several wolves will be blocked from where they can eat food. When they are full and leave, the remaining wolves may not be willing to lick the plate.

"It seems... I have to take action in person."

The third brother thought about it but still felt that it would be very dangerous to continue to maintain the status quo.

All he can count on now is this plan. Once this plan fails, he will have a high chance of dying miserably.

The old man is definitely capable of killing him, and he has no doubt about this. He even has an intuition that the rules of the mirror world cannot stop the old man from killing him. This is the intuition of a man.

...

The shop door was pushed open.

Zhang Sen raised his head, and then his eyes gradually became extremely dull.

This is a man who cannot keep a low profile. Even if he pretends to be a disguise, he is still as dazzling as a fireflies in the starry night.

The tall body, fat belly, thick and short legs, and the large and slightly exaggerated mask all show that the other party has an identity that ordinary people cannot match.

Well, the person who pushed the door in was Brother San.

Although he wore a mask, his figure was so recognizable that Zhang Sen recognized him at a glance.

"Customers, what do you need?"

Zhang Sen was neither sad nor happy, nor angry, and asked in a very formulaic tone.

Then the third brother's huge body fell down like a golden mountain and a jade pillar, and he only supported his arm on the counter. Zhang Sen was a little worried that the counter would be crushed by his behemoth.

Of course, this is impossible. After all, most of the things in Zhang Sen's store are actually magic items, and this counter also has very powerful defensive performance.

"Boss, I have a good thing here. Now I only need 10,000 Yongyuan. Are you interested?" The third brother looked down at Zhang Sen and asked in a despicable tone.

Zhang Sen showed his dead fish's eyes and said indifferently: "No interest."

"Hehe, I knew you had... Alas? I wasn't interested, how could I not be interested? Boss, it's better to check out the goods first and then decide. It's not okay for you to do business like this." The third brother said as he took out the map, but then he was stunned. The map fell directly to the ground. After a while, he bent down and picked it up, and persuaded quickly with his nimble mouth.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "This store operates a small business, and will not accept goods."

"Wait, boss, you clearly have something written outside that you can pawn or buy out all kinds of things, but why don't you accept it?" The third brother immediately retorted.

Zhang Sen was still dead, and said calmly: "That was an advertisement from a long time ago. It had already expired. It was just that I was too lazy to change it. Sorry... Now I only have one hundred Yongyuan funds on hand. I am seriously short of money and will not receive goods."

"It turns out that the boss is in trouble, so let's do this... I can put the things in your consignment. After selling them, we will be four or six points, and you will be four and six points, how about it?" After hearing this, the third brother immediately said in a tone of 'I suffered a great loss'.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "Sorry, our store does not provide consignment services. If customers have this need, they can try it in other stores."

"Brother, I'm such a good thing." The third brother said with a wry smile.

He had long been on the blacklist of most stores, otherwise he would not have tried a new store like Zhang Sen.

"Sorry, this store does not provide consignment services." Zhang Sen still looked like he was doing business.

The third brother sighed, "Boss, you really can't do business like this."

"I operate with integrity, why can't it?" Zhang Sen said lightly.

Brother San said sincerely: "Your store is rigid in rules and cannot provide the services that the people need. How can you choose your store in the future? You must know how to adapt and learn the advantages of other stores. Only in this way can you make progress and get closer to first-class stores, and the public will choose to do business with you."

"Okay, I will adopt your opinion, then what do you want to consign to me?" Zhang Sen asked lightly.

When the third brother heard that there was a door, he immediately said in a slutty tone: "Have there been many people buying equipment recently, and they are traveling in a hurry, which is very suspicious?"

"There are indeed some customers buying equipment. What does this have to do with you?" Zhang Sen narrowed his eyes slightly, but then looked at the three with the dead fish eyes and said lightly.

The third brother said excitedly: "I know their secret. Look... it's this map, which records a powerful cemetery, which has a lot of roots. As long as you find the cemetery to crack the seal, you can... make a fortune!"

"Since it's such a good thing, why don't you take action?" Zhang Sen looked at his third brother and asked in confusion.

The third brother immediately laughed and said, "The gold rush is not the gold rushers, but the people who make money, but the people who serve the gold rushers. I don't want to be a gold rusher, what I want to do is the people who serve the gold rushers."

"Tell me your plan. If it's not bad, I can promise you." Zhang Sen said to his third brother, but added in his heart, it would be strange!

The third brother smiled and said, "Actually, the plan is very simple. There are still too few gold diggers now. I think we must first hype this wave, so I want to consign a batch of maps to you. These maps are real treasure maps that are replaced by fake packages. Only when more people know about them can you really make a lot of money!"
Chapter completed!