Twenty years after the fog came, the black fog swept the world with fragments of rules.
Some people fuse fragments to control fire and water, some fight alien beasts to upgrade, but Lin Ye opened a shabby pawn shop in the old streets of the old city, and he was still a mute boss who couldn't speak. No one knew that he had pawned his deafness.
No one knows that his shop does not accept gold or silver, only rules——
"Pawn half an hour of hearing and exchange for shadow field clairvoyance. No credit will be given."
"Pawn old scars on his body, change the five-minute rule to become invisible, and he is innocent." The night watchman called him a black market rat and came to his door every day to block him;
The Guixu Sect said he was a heretic in the rules and offered a reward on his head.
Lin Ye leaned behind the counter, tapping the storage box with his fingertips, and a pale golden light flashed in his left eye:
Want to catch me? First, ask if you agree with the thousand rules collected in this shop.
Until the girl with scale wings on her back kicked open the store door and slapped half of the pendant engraved with magnolia flowers on the counter.
Lin Ye looked at the half of the pendant that fit perfectly around his neck, and finally understood what he had pawned on the day his parents disappeared ten years ago. The countdown to the second fog wave has started.
The shady story of the Night Watch, the madness of the Guixu Cult, and the unjust cases of that year,
He pushed open the door of the pawn shop, and behind him was an entire shop full of rules.
The debt owed for twenty years should be settled with interest.
It's pretty. You have really good taste.