Meng Po soup was brought, but Jiu Yuanzi had no intention of trying it himself.
She took out a long-handled spoon from Qiankun in her sleeves and stirred it in the bucket.
The spoon was part of the camping equipment set, but I didn't take it out because I wasn't cooking curry rice. Now it comes in handy.
Not a single water ghost swam in along the ditch. They were not stupid fish, so they would go wherever there was water.
Jiu Yuanzi took a spoonful of Meng Po soup, poured it into the puddle, and stirred it in the water.
Then I waited to see if any water ghosts were attracted.
Time passed by second by second, and twenty seconds later, the water near the shore suddenly boiled, as if boiling water had boiled.
The constant splashing sound alarmed the others, and everyone looked towards the boiling place.
A water ghost rushed out of the water like a big fish. Using standard free swimming movements, far exceeding the speed of other water ghosts, he jumped into the ditch and swam desperately toward the puddle.
Behind it, countless water ghosts crowded into the ditch, like a large group of tadpoles that got into the bottle, coming crazily.
Jiu Yuanzi quickly jumped to the side and shouted to everyone: "Quick, come here quickly!"
This scene shocked everyone. They quickly ran over, each occupied a piece of territory, released spells and various spiritual objects, and attacked the water ghosts in the puddles and ditches.
The weak consciousness of the water ghosts has long since disappeared. They only know that they are running towards something important to them. Although they don't know what it is, it is full of attraction.
As long as they take a sip, it seems that something important will happen that affects their lives.
This is not Naihe Bridge, and there is no place for reincarnation for them to enter. There is a bowl of Meng Po soup for one ghost, and Jiu Yuanzi only poured a spoonful into the water.
The players were all jubilant and surrounded the ditch, throwing magic spells down. Gong Yangyan was busy cutting into the water with a chainsaw.
Water ghosts were constantly being beaten to death. After they turned into smoke and disappeared, the spiritual creatures kept jumping out and falling into the water.
Not every water ghost will drop loot, but as long as you kill enough ghosts, the amount of loot will be staggering.
The players went crazy, forgetting all about being forced to be thugs and the trials.
The swarm of water ghosts lasted for half an hour, and then slowly slowed down. It seemed that the effect of a spoonful of Meng Po soup could only last so long.
Jiu Motoko poured in another spoonful, and immediately the water ghost rushed over again. There was no relaxation time limit at all.
"When you can't help but want to rest, tell me and I'll let you take a rest." She put away Meng Po Soup, then went back to the house and used her spiritual power to move the single sofa out, and placed it not far from the puddle, sitting on it. Rest on it.
There was no need for her to do the work of fetching water ghosts. She could just sit by and pour Meng Po soup for half an hour.
The players were excited at first, but after more than an hour, they showed signs of exhaustion, and they could no longer hold on either spiritually or physically.
In the end, I only lasted for an hour and a half, so I had to apply for a break and meditate first to absorb some spiritual energy to replenish myself.
The spoils of war were also ordered to be collected. Fortunately, they divided the lots in advance and there was no fighting over other people's things.
I didn't expect that they were so good and had such a good working environment, but they couldn't hold on. Jiu Motoko was really disappointed.
You don't know how to cherish the opportunity to make money. If you follow her to the next dojo, you will earn as much as you will in ten dojos.
Jiu Yuanzi stood up and poured a spoonful of Meng Po soup into the puddle. The water ghosts rushed to him after smelling the smell.
No one had any spiritual power to stop them. They sat on the ground and watched the water ghosts pouring into the ditch. It was all money.
But they could only watch helplessly, hating themselves for being so useless.
Jiu Motoko stood at the end of the puddle, facing the ditch. Gold coins were beating in his hands. He saw that the ditch and puddle were already filled with water ghosts, and some were about to be squeezed out.
The gold coins instantly flew out of her hand and turned into streaks of golden light, penetrating the heads of one water ghost after another.
They rotated in the air, continued to hit more water ghosts along the ditch, rushed into the ditch to kill the water ghosts, and then continued to turn around.
22 gold coins were flying in the air, and the water ghost turned into puffs of smoke, leaving only the spiritual objects that fell into the water shiningly.
Gong Yangyan took out a net bag with a telescopic pole, stood by ditches and puddles, and fished for spiritual objects from the shore.
This job is simpler than fishing out of a septic tank. As long as you stretch the net bag, you can easily fish out a lot of spiritual objects.
There was a mess of everything, and she piled it all on the shore, waiting to be cleaned up during her break.
Seeing that Jiu Motoko was using the magic weapon efficiently, everyone guessed that her cultivation would not last long, and half an hour at most was already considered a big deal.
Unexpectedly, she had only been waiting for an hour. She was still calm and not tired at all. She didn't even stand by the puddle, but sat lazily on the sofa and let the gold coins keep flying around.
The best thing to do is to stand up and pour soup into the water to attract water ghosts, otherwise it will look like you are automatically hanging up to spawn ghosts.
Jiu Yuanzi likes to use this kind of magic weapon that is large in quantity and small in size because it consumes very little spiritual energy.
For people who do not have good control over their spiritual energy, this magic weapon will distract them and waste a lot of spiritual energy, which is not worth the gain.
But for masters like Shu Motoko who control spiritual power, it is not a problem at all. The consumed spiritual power can be replenished by just sucking in a few mouthfuls of spiritual energy from the dojo.
On the contrary, magic weapons that are large, consume a lot of spiritual energy, and are powerful are not suitable for her.
As long as you have enough cultivation and inject spiritual power into it, you can release a powerful magic weapon. It is not something used by a technical spiritual power controller like her.
Watching 22 golden lights flying above the ditch, Jiu Yuanzi issued another good person card to Daoist Xiao, making sure that he was a good person.
Everyone had already rested, but there was no way to interrupt her now.
I thought she just wanted to use everyone to work for her for free, but now it seems that they don't need anyone's help at all. As for why they need them, it's probably just because they are lazy.
No one thought that Shu Motoko wanted to do good deeds. Seeing that everyone was on the same island, he wanted to share the benefits with everyone.
What kind of fool would think that the other party is a pure good-hearted person? Not even the rookie in Yuxiao Company who drank soup for two days would not think so.
They know very well that the most likely person is the eldest lady of the family. Even if she is very powerful, she doesn't like to do things by herself. She has been used to being served by others since she was a child.
It's like a chef who doesn't want to cook at home during the holidays. He would rather eat pig food cooked by his wife than do it himself.
It's impossible for everyone to just watch her slay ghosts by herself. If it were them who killed them, they could still get half of it.
Then, everyone looked at Yuan Zhouli.
Yuan Zhouli was a little confused, but he saw the meaning in everyone's eyes, but he didn't understand why they thought he could speak.
Yuxiao Company has a grudge against her!
At this time, Jiu Yuanzi took back the gold coins, frowned and asked, "You guys haven't had a rest yet, okay?"
"Okay, I've rested." Everyone was happy and said quickly.
"Then get to work quickly. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Jiu Yuanzi poured a spoonful of Meng Po soup into the puddle, then used his spiritual power to suck up all the loot in the water, and threw it into a pile behind Gong Yangyan. On the hill, he turned and left.
It was so exhausting.
Everyone hurried to kill the water ghosts. There seemed to be hundreds of millions of water ghosts in the water, and they couldn't kill them all.
Jiu Yuanzi returned to the house, stood at the gate and said to the boss and his family: "Do you want to drink Meng Po soup?"
"Tell me how to leave the island, and I will give you a bowl of soup."
The proprietress came out of the kitchen, looked at her for several seconds, and then said regretfully: "It's useless. The six paths of reincarnation no longer exist. Ghosts are ghosts. Even if you drink Meng Po soup, you can't be reincarnated."
"Like those ghosts outside, at most they have just changed from lonely ghosts to powerful ghosts."
Jiu Yuanzi doesn't know this kind of thing. Although the underworld is still there, is the passage to the Six Paths of Reincarnation gone?
That is to say, none of the children born in the mortal world are reincarnated. They are the pure first generation.
However, she said reluctantly: "If you can't be reincarnated, how about drinking it and becoming a ghost fairy? You guys are pretty good, at least you can open a shop here instead of staying in the water."
"As long as you tell me how to leave this island, you can improve your cultivation. There shouldn't be much loss for you."
After the boss and his family looked at each other, they still shook their heads, "No, you have to find it yourself."
"We can't leave even after drinking Meng Po soup. Stop trying to encourage us with your monstrous words. If we can't find a way to leave the island, you will have to die here." The proprietress laughed and looked very happy.
Jiu Motoko frowned and already concluded that this family must have been instructed by No. 1 and would never tell him how to leave the island.
In this case, the only option is to leave by force.
She glared at the landlady and said harshly, "If that's the case, don't blame me."
"What can you do? It's useless to kill us. The lanterns are gone." The landlady said lightly, not believing that she could leave the island.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't say anything, but turned around and left, returning to sit on the sofa next to the puddle, looking at the small mountain of spiritual objects behind Gong Yangyan.
Time is enough.
