Conan World: Break Free from Fate and Run to You

"No need to waste time, the rain won't fall any more." After a long while, Bai Zhi spoke lightly, interrupting San Tiao Shang Shui's thoughts: "No matter what, the rain won't fall any more."

The dark clouds in the sky were still rolling wildly, as if some terrible thunderstorm was about to fall, but both Bai Zhi and the housekeeper San Tiao Shangshui could see it very clearly.

The thunderstorm just rolled over and couldn't fall down.

It seemed as if an invisible giant hand was holding it, just like Sun Wukong. Even if he had all kinds of magical powers and could do countless somersaults, he could not get out of the palm of Tathagata Buddha.

Just like the lightning in the dark clouds, no matter how hard you try, it seems unable to burst out.

"Everyone who controls magic has his own strengths. Your strength shouldn't be controlling water, right?" Sanjoujiu said solemnly, "As a mortal, if you use magic across domains, you will suffer backlash."

"That kind of price is not worth mentioning to me, it's just a death." Bai Zhi shook her head gently: "But, I have two options for you."

"First, let go of the person you're restraining. I can let you live. You are the only descendant of your family. Even if you become the housekeeper, you can still keep the family alive."

"Second, I can revive your master, but I want your soul." Bai Zhi smiled and said, "What stands before you is a mobile magic shop. As long as you pay enough, any wish can be fulfilled."

"...Haha, the magic shop is nothing more than an extreme businessman who is selfish and reckless in pursuit of his goal." Sanjo Ueki sneered, "This smile may fool others, but don't fool yourself."

"That's too harsh. In this world where we can only move forward, I've given you a way out. Isn't that great?" Bai Zhi smiled, with temptation in her voice: "When you can't achieve your goal no matter how hard you try, why not seek help from some external forces?"

"But you never suffer any loss." San Tiao Shangshui finally lost his patience to flatter Bai Zhi, and his tone was filled with irritability and lowness.

"In other words, all the contracts you signed were unequal contracts. You are the only one who made money." Sanjo Ueki looked gloomy. "Especially for a black shop like yours, no customer can get a penny from you."

"Hmm?" Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, then her smile deepened: "You know more than I thought."

"Nonsense, do you really think that we local magicians are useless? We are connected to God, where do you think our magic comes from?" Sanjo Uemi said viciously, "We are a family that has the blood of God!"

Bai Zhi didn't say anything, as this news was totally unheard of.

"We have connections with legitimate magic shops. They are bastards who eat people without leaving any bones, let alone a black shop like yours!" Sanjo Umizu spat, "Mr. Yaki has long been one of the candidates for the God of Fraud. He will definitely punish you!"

Bai Zhi: “!”

“Hahahahahahahaha! Are you scared? Are you scared? As a mobile magic shop, you must know the existence of God. You must also know about the God of Deception, right?”

Sanjo Shangshui looked at Baizhi and suddenly his eyes widened, thinking that Baizhi knew how powerful they were and was scared, so he burst into laughter.

"We are his only bloodline left in this world. He will definitely come. Lord Yaqi is the most powerful candidate for the God of Fraud. For a shady shop like you, the Lord will definitely come and take you down, adding a wonderful touch to his own honor."

Bai Zhi: "..."

"Haha, you're laughing so happily." After a while, Bai Zhi smiled softly, but the smile looked a little weird.

It seemed like just a very ordinary smile, but Sanjo Shangshui felt that Baizhi seemed to be trying hard to suppress some excitement and ecstasy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"I just wanted you to say more so that we can know each other better, but I didn't expect there would be a surprise."

Bai Zhi touched her chin and smiled softly: "But, Mr. Sanjo, my good sir, if I kill you now, how will your master find me?"

"Humph! You've fought with me before, so you naturally have my scent on you." Sanjo Shangshui glared at Baizhi: "If you beg me for forgiveness now and tell me who killed the young master, I can barely ask the master to spare your life!"

"Oh~"

"really?"

But Bai Zhi smiled softly, and her laughter floated gracefully in the air, seeming particularly strange under the dull and gloomy sky.

This was not a happy smile. Sanjo Shangshui couldn't tell what emotion this was, but it made him feel creepy, and he couldn't help but step back step by step.

But before San Tiao Shangshui could take two steps back, he suddenly hit something on his back. When he turned around, he saw nothing behind him.

He suddenly panicked and reached out to touch, only to find that there seemed to be an invisible wall behind him.

This moment sent chills down his spine.

Generally speaking, magic shops are looked down upon by many gods and people who have something to do with gods.

Because they are simply the porters of price and price, and are only given the ability to exchange. The things are not theirs, and the profits are not theirs. They just take a commission from it, and are just middlemen.

Just like the real estate agents in real life, they are not weak thugs, nor are they bosses without real power and cannot get all the benefits and interests.

They belong to the end, but they are a little bit better than the end.

But Baizhi seems different.

As Bai Zhi approached step by step, clear footsteps rang in his ears, "thump thump thump", one step after another, like a death warrant, making him feel real pressure.

"Wait, don't come over here, don't come over here! If you kill me, you will only die faster!" Sanjou finally broke into a sweat: "Well, I won't give you away, you just need to tell me..."

"So he will come no matter what, right?" Bai Zhi interrupted Sanjoujiu: "The third substitute of the God of Fraud, Yaginomiya, is this person."

"That's right, that's right. When the young master died, the master must have received the news!" Sanjo Shangshui shouted, "We are the last bloodline of the master left in this world. He will definitely not leave us alone. He will definitely come."

"Killing me will only make you die faster. He will definitely track you down to the bottom. As long as you let me go and tell me who killed the young master, I will definitely plead for you..."

Sanjo Shangshui wanted to say something else, but a cold finger lightly touched his lips. Baizhi's face was so close to him, and her beautiful golden pupils made his thinking slow for a moment.

"Shh-"

"There's no need for him to get to the bottom of it. It's too much trouble."

Bai Zhi's fingers gently moved to the center of San Tiao Shang Shui's eyebrows and suddenly grabbed San Tiao Shang Shui's head. Then San Tiao Shang Shui felt his brain in confusion and then he lost consciousness.

"It's too troublesome to track him down. It would be better if he could come to me directly. It would be even better if he could bring his two companions with him."

"Revenge when revenge is needed, and justice when injustice is needed."