The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 50: The Second Meeting with the Traveling Merchant

"You... who are you..."

The sheep-headed creature stared dumbly at the man before it, unable to comprehend... How the horrifying monster that was about to step into this world had suddenly been dragged back.

Moreover,

As soon as this man appeared, the terrifying aura brought by the black vortex and the faint shrieking as if it were all suppressed.

Old evil spirit!

I want to see the Evil God!

"Indeed, a sheep-headed one..." the Traveling Merchant looked at the sheep-headed creature, his eyes carrying a mix of undisturbed calm and indifference:

"It seems the followers of the Beast God are truly everywhere."

"Just a bit of low-quality strength can gather a bunch of disgusting believers, such stupidity."

The Traveling Merchant slowly put his hat back on and adjusted it before he calmly looked towards the vortex and the blood-filled sky.

"Sealed in the Abyss, trying to gather strength like this to break free from the sealing."

"I can't let you succeed."

He stretched out his hand.

A ripple visible to the naked eye spread from his fingertip!

Under the shocked gaze of the Sheep-headed Old Dean,

All the shrieking stopped abruptly, the surrounding pollution dissipated in the blink of an eye!

The entire vortex channel stopped spinning, the surging blood and patterns around it all collapsed inch by inch!

Not only that,

The blood reflected in the night also gradually dispersed from the sky!

"..." The Sheep-headed Old Dean dumbly watched all this unfold, a look of fear appearing in his murky eyes.

Just a light tap of the fingertip.

Everything he had accumulated over ten years was easily shattered.

"You... who exactly are you..." Its voice trembled as it opened its mouth.

The Traveling Merchant's gaze fell on it, his eyes devoid of any emotion, but in the eyes of the Sheep-headed Old Dean, it was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing!

In the reflection of its pupils, flames blazed from the Traveling Merchant's body as if they were from a demonic god of Hell!

And only it could see this scene.

Just that one glance.

The Sheep-headed Old Dean almost went mad, if it had a body now, it would undoubtedly be trembling and raising a finger in panic, crying, "Demon, demon!"

The Traveling Merchant indifferently withdrew his gaze, such a lowly creature was simply not worth talking to.

He looked around.

Then his gaze slowly fell on the only one still standing—and the small boy with rabbit ears.

The Traveling Merchant gently spoke, "Being able to keep your spirit stable in that channel just now and not be knocked unconscious... little fellow, you do have some backbone."

Su Qi looked strangely; this guy didn't recognize him?

Right, now he was not only restricted but had also turned into a small boy.

"However, little fellow, what just happened wasn't for free," the Traveling Merchant said with a light smile, "If I hadn't appeared, you would all have died here, and even your world would gradually crumble."

"So, little guy, have you thought about it? Is there anything you can give me?"

Su Qi was silent.

Damn profiteer, charging even a child.

Wasn't it agreed that everything below 1.2 meters was free!

He sadly bowed his head, "I have nothing now, nothing to give you."

"If you really want something…"

Su Qi took a packet of tea leaves from his pocket, this tea was quite tasty, he had casually taken a packet from the Scorpion Supervisor before.

"Although it may not look very valuable, it was left by a very important person before she passed away; in my heart, it is priceless! I've been carrying it since I was little, and I take it out and treasure it when I have nothing else to do."

"....." The Traveling Merchant was somewhat silent.

"Do you want to drink it? I'll make it for you right now... Although it seems a bit expired, traveling through various worlds as you do, you probably don't mind such a triviality."

The Traveling Merchant narrowed his eyes, staring at the chattering Su Qi, his eyes twinkling faintly.

"You... give me a very strange feeling, like a familiar aura, and how do you know I travel through various worlds."

Su Qi blinked innocently: "I don't know what you're talking about."

The Traveling Merchant felt increasingly uneasy.

Slowly, he took out gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket and put them on, and the moment he did, his gaze gradually changed—first, shock!

Then silence, slowly he said:

"It's actually you!"

He said he had felt a hint of familiarity the moment he saw this guy, but because he was restricted by some force, he hadn't thought much about it.

Then from the moment this guy spoke.

That scent became even stronger, involuntarily reminding him of the guy who had tricked him before!

Su Qi still maintained his innocence: "I don't understand anything, I'm just a child."

"Enough."

The Traveling Merchant's eyes darkened as he spat out these two words, then squinting, he regained his calm demeanor:

"To think that you, a mere mortal, deceived me, I kept sensing that familiarity." He cursed, "Damn Paradise power..."

Su Qi also dropped his innocent demeanor, revealing a smile: "Respectable Traveling Merchant, we thought it was a permanent parting, but it seems we meet again."

The Traveling Merchant did not speak, seeing a hint of teasing in Su Qi's eyes, knowing what Su Qi meant because the last time he left, he had clearly stated it was their final meeting.

How long had it been?

Now the one being teased was him!

The Traveling Merchant silently adjusted his hat: "What goes around comes around, our connection isn't severed yet, I admit I was wrong... There are very few who encounter me a second time, consider everything just now on the house, no more."

Su Qi: "..."

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"... ahem" Su Qi coughed, "Don't you want to make a deal with me? According to the procedure, it should be about time."

The Traveling Merchant silently watched Su Qi: "I don't feel anything interesting from you."

"Or are you saying... you want to take out that Ancient God's Heart and return it to me?"

"That's not it." Su Qi paused:

"Actually... besides the Finger Bone my grandfather left, he also wrote down a piece of music, I wonder if you're still interested."

The Traveling Merchant's body shook slightly, although barely noticeable, Su Qi still perceived it.

He remained silent, saying he wasn't interested would be a lie!

With the residual aura from that Finger Bone, he had found some clues about the Old Days, but they were merely a hint... not nearly enough progress.

But now.

There was something similar on Su Qi.

But!

Having been outsmarted by this guy last time, as a principled merchant, that was unacceptable!

The so-called treasures left by his grandfather, he naturally wouldn't consider anymore!

Even if Su Qi demanded a ransom.

He would keep the initiative firmly in his hands.

"Mortal."

The Traveling Merchant spoke calmly, his hands slowly placed on his cane, caressing the pattern on top: "What you mentioned isn't much use to me anymore."

His gaze was profound, undisturbed: "To secure a trade again... it won't be that easy."

Su Qi responded with an "Oh": "Then forget it."

He turned and walked away.

Leaving the Traveling Merchant standing there, his tailcoat somewhat disheveled in the wind.

"???"