Dongtong City, this is Yao Heng's hometown, not far from the devil.
During the summer vacation of college that year, Lan Mu and Yao Heng also went to his house to play.
In the dormitory, Yao Heng is the most shy, and basically only has a few friends in the dormitory.
His family background is not good, but it is much better than Lan Mu, at least his parents are still alive.
The bronze teapot itself is not valuable, but if it is a containment object, the meaning is different.
Lan Mu took a taxi to Yao Heng's house, the bronze teapot had to be recycled, if it was really Yao Heng who got it, it could only be said that Lan Mu was very disappointed.
If you take it without telling it, it is a thief, whether Yao Heng can get it, Lan Mu must confirm it in person.
"No one, none of his family members are there" Lan Mu's spiritual power probed his house from afar, and there was no one.
"I resigned yesterday and took my family away in one day" Lan Mu squinted his eyes and let the taxi driver wander around Dongtong City casually, and his mental power was stretched to the limit.
High-rise buildings, people come and go, and traffic shuttles Countless pieces of information poured into his brain, Lan Mu quickly screened it, and suddenly, his face changed, and his fists clenched.
"Master go to the city police station."
Lan Mu's voice was a little gritted, and when he arrived at the police station, he casually dropped a hundred and rushed out directly.
He didn't show up, turned into a stalker and sneaked into the office, and could see two policemen escorting Yao Heng's family out.
Yao Heng's parents' eyes were red and swollen, and the police were still persuading: "We will definitely find the murderer" But no matter how they persuaded them, Yao Heng's parents couldn't suppress their grief, and there was even resentment in their eyes.
Lan Mu knew the reason.
Yao Heng is dead, and he was tortured to death.
Walk to the morgue.
Silently gazing at his corpse.
Yao Heng died a miserable death, and it seemed that he was tortured before he died.
Fingers were plucked out one by one, eyes gouged out, noses cut off, tongues cut out, and even corpses were mutilated.
The familiar brutality was as miserable as the slaves of the Golden City.
Lan Mu's eyes were cold, and he had unconsciously turned into a lich.
The faint soul fire leaped in his eyes, and the already cold morgue became even colder.
"Damn, who did it," he fumed.
Yao Heng's ghost was on the side, and when Lan Mu summoned him to investigate, he felt an astonishing resentment.
He died a terrible death.
Unlike the fat man, the negative emotions after death fill the soul of the dead, full of resentment and pain.
Isn't this familiar feeling similar to that of the Aztec ghosts?
Yao Heng suffered a sudden disaster, and Lan Mu could basically be considered to have taken the bronze teapot as a result.
Carefully peeling off the remaining memories, Lan Mu probably learned the truth of the matter.
The day before yesterday, Yao Heng complained about Lan Mu twice and said some bad things.
As a result, Miya smashed his head with a ruler and scolded him, and he ran into the room with his head covered.
Seeing the bronze teapot pouring money out, he unconsciously walked over and picked it up.
This one, he completely fell into that strange attraction, and was reluctant to let go.
After that, he resigned.
According to memory fragments, after returning to his hometown, he continued to harm himself.
As long as the more painful, the more money will come out of the bronze teapot in the hand It's like an addiction.
He made himself bloody, but he got 100,000 yuan The bronze teapot has a magical nature.
Once the attracted person is caught up in the trade of pain for money, he cannot extricate himself.
The worst thing is that when he spent money indiscriminately, he was targeted by gangsters.
Originally, I just looked at him like a sling, and I wanted to knock on some money to spend.
As a result, after beating him violently, he found that the bronze teapot hidden in his bag was stealing money out of thin air.
The moment he held the bronze teapot, several thugs also fell into it, dragging Yao Heng to an old house to torture him, and finally killed him.
In Yao Heng's deepest memory, Lan Mu saw the countless banknotes that erupted like a fountain a second before he died "Yao Heng" Lan Mu smiled bitterly, not knowing what it was like to be a person.
The ability of the bronze teapot is to exchange pain for money, and for the sake of wealth, Yao Heng couldn't suppress his greed and stole it, only to die unexpectedly.
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Lan Mu felt a little pity for him, pity him for being played with by a containment.
That strange attraction, I came into contact with it, and it was fine.
Su Yue has been in contact many times, and it has not caused any greed.
However, Yao Heng couldn't resist the temptation, and finally suffered a catastrophe.
Only those who have evil thoughts will fall into the demonic nature of the teapot, because of Lan Mu's speciality, he doesn't know if he has evil thoughts, but at least Su Yue doesn't.
"Containment, this is the hidden order of the world."
Containment, Containment, Protection.
Lan Mu deeply understands the meaning of CANC's existence, which is to isolate the abnormal world from the normal world and protect the ordinary people who occupy the majority.
He didn't realize the abnormality of the bronze teapot for the first time, so that an uncontrollable person like Yao Heng was toyed with and degraded until he died.
In their words, a containment breach.
Hesitated for a few seconds.
Lan Mu left Yao Heng's soul behind and gave up resurrecting him, not only because of the evil thoughts in Yao Heng's heart, but also because there was too much resentment in his dead soul, and he would only revert back to the resentful spirit and evil ghost like Paul at the beginning.
"While you" "Forget it, I'm also responsible for this matter."
"I'll take care of the rest, and you can die."
People are dead, and there is no need to talk about many things.
Although he didn't know if there was reincarnation, Lan Mu still chose to let him dissipate on his own.
After Lan Mu contacted Cheng Ming and asked him to give Yao Heng's parents a sum of money in the name of the company.
In two days, in a remote barren mountain in Dongtong City, he finally found the three gangsters who killed Yao Heng.
Just corpses, of course.
Two of them were wounded, but they died directly, and the last one was obviously bitten to death by a dog, and he was tortured.
The bronze teapot was not found, and it seems that it has been taken away again.
"Hehe, teapot, you're pretty good."
Lan Mu's eyes became even colder, and through the ghost of the gangsters, he got the clue again.
A gangster leader in Dongtong City.
It was he who discovered that his subordinates suddenly had a windfall of millions more, so he took someone to ask them.
The saddest thing is.
When they were tracked down, the three thugs were still killing each other.
They are already fighting each other to the death, and they all want to monopolize the bronze teapot.
As a result, it was clear that they were all served by the boss, and the teapot was also snatched.
"What happened about six hours ago, hopefully that's the end of it" However, it backfired, and the chain continued.
According to the clues, Lan Mu soon found the body of the gangster leader in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.
There were also five subordinates around to accompany the burial "Who is this?"
Lan Mu checked the broken memories of the dead soul, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.
The leader of the gangsters was killed by a mutiny among six henchmen.
After that, the six of them fought each other again, and only one survived and ran away with a bronze teapot.
"What happened two hours ago" "But the clue is broken here."
Lan Mu did not leave the slightest trace at the scene and left adrift.
He has more sympathy for these self-inflicted blame.
"It seems that the standard of the temptation of the bronze teapot is greater than I imagined, except for me and Su Yue, all the people who come into contact with it will eventually have evil thoughts and fall."
"The last person who survived was ruthless, and he must not be a fool if he can win the final victory in the competition."
"Maybe.
At this time, I have already left Dongtong City."
Lan Mu pondered, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly noticed a bloodstain on the ground.
The blood was stained on the stone, and it was evident that someone had lowered the blood here.
"It didn't take more than a day for blood to appear at the door.
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It will only be the last one to survive. ” "I'm hurt."
Lan Mu picked up the stone, and soon found more than a dozen bloodstains along the road, and finally disappeared in the parking lot.
Then Lan Mu followed the traces of ruts.
Knowing that the man was on the highway, look in the direction.
I should go to the magic capital "From Dongtong City to Modu, it takes two to three hours" Lan Mu's eyes lit up.
The incarnation of Bi Fang swayed upward, soaring straight to an altitude of five thousand meters, above the clouds.
Here, no one could see him from the ground, only to see him flying towards the demon capital at full speed.
Searching all the way along the highway, his mental power stared at the high-speed scan.
Finally, when he arrives on the outskirts of the magic capital, he finds a bronze teapot.
"It's not easy, but fortunately you're not dead" Lan Mu landed in a no-man's land, and turned into a stalker to approach the other party.
The mental power has been locked, and finally watched him open a room in the small hotel, and excitedly took out the bronze teapot from the box.
Not only that, but the boxes were stuffed with money, which could be at least a few million depending on the size of the boxes.
"Is the money given out of thin air by the bronze teapot real money, and even if it is real, it should be independent of the monetary and financial system?"
At this time, when night fell, Lan Mu climbed to the third floor, and felt into the suite from the window, a series of actions Lan Mu was already familiar with.
The man didn't notice anything, and was still lying on his stomach in the pile of money and giggling.
"Hey" Lan Mu patted him on the shoulder, and the man's heart was about to jump out in fright.
"Where did you come from?"
Lan Mu ignored him, and as soon as he reached out, he picked up the bronze teapot.
There was no abnormality, and the heartbeat from the first contact never appeared again, as if the bronze teapot had given up tempting Lan Mu since then.
"Let go of it, it's mine" The man reacted, pounced on him with a hideous face, and drew a knife.
"Ding" "Wow" Lan Mu didn't move, a metal plate blocked the knife, and another piece flew in the air, the edge became sharp, and it slashed across the man's chest.
Listening to the man's wail, Lan Mu saw that there were hundreds of extra pieces in the bronze teapot out of thin air.
"Give it back to me" The man didn't give up, and as a result, his hands were cut off by the metal plate again.
This time, the bronze teapot reacted violently, directly like a colored cannon, spewing out a large piece of banknotes, roughly counting, about 40,000 pieces "That's not right, Yao Heng self-harmed, he can have more than 80,000 without hurting his muscles and bones, how can he only 40,000 if he cuts off his hands" Lan Mu's heart moved, and the metal plate turned into a fusiform and pierced into the wound of the man's broken arm.
"Ahh With the man's anguish, the rain of bills from the bronze teapot came again, spraying about twenty thousand more, and then stopped.
"It's more effective to have continuous pain, which means torture."
"What a terrible deal."
Lan Mu was very calm, he didn't sink into this kind of transaction like those people.
"In that case, gold must be okay."
"Poof."
Lan Mu ended the man's life, and this time there was no rain of money, but a muffled sound.
There was an extra gold bar in the bronze teapot, and when you picked it up and weighed it, it weighed about five kilograms.
"This is where the Golden City comes from" "Five kilograms of gold for a human life, if it is tortured to death, it should be more, about fifty kilograms."
"There are at least 10,000 tons or 200,000 people in the entire Golden City."
"How could the Aztecs, an empire that had fallen deeper and deeper into the temptation of a bronze teapot, not perish" After dealing with the scene, Lan Mu took some money casually, brought gold bars and a bronze teapot, jumped out of the window, and soon disappeared.
Only the banknotes scattered around the room remained.
To be continued
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