What to do with so many evil spirits?
It doesn't sound like a good thing. If it is destroyed, there are many land tours available outside the city.
Forget it, just give it to the emperor as a meeting gift.
According to Jiang Tinglin's words, the emperor definitely didn't care about his head, and there was no point in taking him there.
Jiu Yuanzi took away all the glass bottles with Qiankun in his sleeves, and specifically replied to the old man, "Good man, would you like to have a bottle to try?"
"No, no need." The old man rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Can you please stop calling me a villain and a great benefactor? It sounds like something."
"That one?" Jiu Yuanzi smiled.
The old man said: "Here in our country, great virtuous people are used to curse others."
Jiu Yuanzi nodded, "Yes, I guessed it too. The worse a person is, the higher his status is here, right?"
"You little bitch, now lead the way to Langhua Street."
"..." The old man was silent for a second, "Sir, you should call me the Great Good Man."
Jiu Yuanzi rolled his eyes at him, what a virtue.
As they were walking up, Gong Yangyan suddenly let out a cry, "Sister Jiu, this bad guy dropped his loot."
She picked up a spirit-replenishing crystal, which was still an intermediate level.
Jiu Yuanzi immediately said: "Little Yang, go and see those people you killed. Maybe there will be some loot dropped."
Xiaoyang immediately ran up and she was the best at touching corpses.
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at the old Gongyang couple, smiled without saying anything, and walked out of the underground warehouse.
When they came to the carriage, Gong Yangyan had already run back, holding a diamond pill and a low-level spirit-replenishing crystal in his hand.
"Sister Jiu, I really have some trophies, but maybe my strength is too low, so I dropped these two pieces of garbage."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at her with relief, and Xiao Yang could now honestly say that these were rubbish words.
There is progress, huge progress in vision and thinking, and I am becoming more and more capable.
She muttered: "There is not a single good person in this city, so if we treat them as zombies and kill them all, we can get a lot of garbage."
"Sister Jiu, then this is easy to handle. My gun can come in handy. As long as you charge enough spirit treasures, bullets are not a problem at all." Gong Yangyan transformed the gun again and put it on his shoulder.
Her fallen-out-of-favor chainsaw weeps, clearly tailor-made for it, and finally falls completely out of favor with the addition of a gun.
Jiu Yuanzi clapped his hands and said, "Yes, the test requires you to survive for three days during the Shangyuan Festival and then solve the deaths in those places."
"If there are no living people, wouldn't there be no deaths? We can survive for three days successfully. Killing two birds with one stone is simply perfect."
Gong Yangyan said enthusiastically: "Okay, let the fake brother pull the cart. I will put the gun on the cart and kill the people on the street before dawn."
"Others, just wait until dawn when they come out of the house, and then block the street and fight."
Dayang felt so distressed when she saw her daughter like this. Even if she had explained to herself in advance, the people in the dojo were all fake and they just treated it as a game.
But as she only knows how to fight and have fun, looking at this kind of bloody scene that is no different from the real person, it is difficult to feel that it is fake.
And it is clear that there is a third item in this trial, which is to exchange for life span.
Dayang said: "The test of finding the birth date and horoscope does not need to hurt anyone, you can try it. It can also change the life span, so it will be useful if there are elderly people at home."
"Middle-aged people don't live long, let alone the elderly. If we kill them all, where will we find the birth dates?"
Jiu Yuanzi almost forgot about this troublesome matter, "Yes, Wanfa has an old man in his family, and he spent a lot of money to save his life last time."
"Wan Fa, then let's figure out the birth date in exchange for a life span so you can take it out."
Xiao Wanfa wanted to say no, but it seemed that he used the excuse of being a filial grandson last time.
He then said: "That would be troublesome, but don't force it too hard. Birthday horoscopes are not easy to figure out."
Dayang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."
Then I heard my precious daughter say: "Anyway, in three days, let my mother figure out the birth dates first, and then I can slaughter the city on the last day."
"..." Dayang looked at Gong Yangyan, the female executioner.
Gong Yangyan introduced her mother's skills, "I have already discussed it with my mother. She is very good at introducing people to others. I plan to ask my mother to introduce me so that I can get the other person's birthday and horoscope."
"I am very experienced in the marriage process of ancient people. I even have the most ideal plan for how much dowry should be paid so that the other party is not willing to refuse at all."
"In two days, we should be able to impress fifty people."
This is no small amount.
Jiu Yuanzi wasn't sure how many marriages Xiaoyang had cheated on in her last dojo, but judging from the proud look on her face, she must be a fairly experienced veteran.
"I don't know how much life expectancy can be bought by fifty birthdays. Let's see when the time comes. Let's settle on fifty first, and then massacre the city." That's what she decided.
Dayang quickly explained: "I'm not familiar with this place. Ancient people are different from modern people. I'm afraid it will take three days."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at her and said, "Really? Forget it then, just massacre the city."
"What about the longevity of this gentleman's family?" Dayang quickly dragged Xiao Wanfa into the water.
Xiao Wanfa said in his heart: I don't mind at all.
Jiu Yuanzi thought for a while and looked at the old man, "Great Good Man, where is the tomb here?"
The old man said blankly: "On the other side of Homecoming Slope in the west."
"Then let's go there now. There are a lot of things going on tonight. I'm afraid we won't be able to go to Langhua Street until dawn." Jiu Yuanzi got on the carriage.
"Grandson Gui will lead the way and go to Homecoming Slope immediately."
Xiao Wanfa got into the car without saying a word, and everyone also got on. The old man was dragged into the car and pointed in the direction.
The fake brother pulled the car and ran there.
On the way, the old man asked cautiously: "Sir, what are you going to do there?"
"When a person dies and is buried, there will always be a tombstone with the year of birth written on it. If you copy it down, it will be the date of birth." Jiu Motoko said.
The old man and Dayang were both shocked. Is there such a way?
Gong Yangyan immediately gave a thumbs up, "Sister Jiu, you are so awesome. The test only asked for the birth date, and it didn't say that it wanted a living person. Dead people are also fine!"
Some people are happy and some are worried. Not everyone wants to increase their life span and massacre cities.
Returning to Home Slope is a big mountain, densely covered with tombstones. It feels like there are several times more dead people than living people in the city.
The old man pointed to the tomb mountain and said: "Here it is, and there is another one behind the mountain."
There must be hundreds of thousands of tombs. Xiao Wanfa felt a little numb. If he copied all the birth dates and horoscopes back, how much life would he really gain?
It must have existed for thousands of years.
And there are so many, how long will it take to copy them?
Jiu Yuanzi said: "Little Yang, take your parents to take a photo of the tombstone with your mobile phone. Remember your name and bring it with you. Birthdays alone are not enough."
"Sister Jiu, I know." Gong Yangyan took out her mobile phone, called her parents to take out their mobile phones too, and began to take pictures of the names and birthdays on the tombstone.
Lao Yang didn't know what his wife meant, and they couldn't communicate with each other. They couldn't send text messages on their mobile phones without signal.
In order to make his daughter perform well in front of his boss, he used his abilities.
His steps were as fast as an afterimage, the flash of his mobile phone flashed, and his body passed back and forth between the tombstones as if teleporting.
At this time, he looked like a ghost, haunting the tomb.
"Dad, come on!" Gong Yangyan stopped filming herself and cheered Gong Yangda on.
The old sheep ran faster, which made Dayang so angry that he wanted to scold but didn't dare. He could only watch his husband show off his skills.
Make full use of the square ghost step dance you stole from yourself.
Ram Dan could take five pictures of tombstones in one second. His efficiency was frightening, and people were quickly on the hillside.
Xiao Wanfa wished he could bump into the tombstone so he wouldn't have to take so many pictures.
He doesn't want so much about lifespan or anything like that.
The old man thought they would have to copy by hand. Whoever could resist the temptation to increase their lifespan would definitely have to copy for several days.
Unexpectedly, these people would not take the usual path. If this continues, after they have taken enough pictures, they will go to massacre the city.
He and Lao Yang were waiting anxiously, hoping to shoot for three days.
As time passed by, watching the father and daughter enter the depths of the cemetery, they took at least tens of thousands of birthday pictures.
Jiu Yuanzi suddenly shouted: "It's okay, you can come back."
Lao Yang was anxious, "Why don't you take pictures? Your lifespan is too short."
"If you live too long, you won't cherish your current life. People must have a sense of crisis. We can't let the elders of Wanfa think that they can live for a long, long time, and then be like a tortoise doing nothing all day long." Jiu Yuanzi calmly said.
"The most important thing for a cultivator is to have a progressive heart and know that one's cultivation level is not directly proportional to one's lifespan. If one does not work hard, one will just watch oneself die."
"You may have heard the story of the tortoise and the hare. The advantage of a long lifespan will turn a person into a rabbit. So the lifespan is just right. If the lifespan is increased too much, the elders will wonder whether Wanfa has hidden more. life."
She smiled and said: "You have given everything you have, but you still have to be suspected of hiding something secret. That would destroy the family relationship."
"It will also increase the other person's desire. If he is given a life span of five hundred years this time, what will he think if he is only given a hundred years next time?"
"Just saying, why are there so few this time, is enough to make Wanfa sad."
What she said makes sense...
But they are family members. It is necessary to deliberately give up so much lifespan in order to prevent this kind of thing. Isn't this not good?
Of course Jiu Motoko knows that life is valuable, but she has no worries about this, and it's not like she wants longevity in every possible way.
As long as he improves his cultivation, he can still live for a long time.
And if the old man of the Xiao family dies, Wanfa can follow her to the dojo at any time, which is a good thing.
She is not a kind person, so why should she fight for these people? Wanfa herself does not have such a strong attitude.
It's enough to live up to your reputation, why should you be too serious?
Gong Yangyan and Gong Yangda came back, "Sister Jiu, are you going to stop filming?"
"No more filming, that's enough." Jiu Yuanzi said.
Then she pointed to the beautiful city, which was already late at night but still brightly lit with countless lanterns and filled with lakes and ponds, and said, "Let's massacre the city."
Gong Yangyan put away her cell phone, put the gun on her shoulder and said with a grin, "Okay."
The old man became anxious, stamped his foot and shouted to Jiu Yuanzi: "I won't let you massacre the city!"
"Then what do you want to do?" Jiu Yuanzi said inexplicably.
The old man's body transformed and turned into a short old man only about one meter tall, with a cane in his hand and a red evil spirit floating around his body.
"Eh, land?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at him in surprise. Is this guy the father-in-law of the land here?
The earth crutch poked the ground, and the whole person disappeared into the ground.
He ran away.
Jiu Motoko's mind was filled with questions at this time.
Although she suspected that this old man was a group of monsters from Langhua Street, and maybe he was a well-hidden monster, she never thought that he could be the land.
The evil spirits are floating out. Is this a bad land?
Suddenly, countless frightened birds flew over the mountains in the dark night outside the city, densely packed like dark clouds.
A mountain moved and slowly stood up. It was a person.
It came toward town in the dark.
[Ghost Prison Dojo: Add a special trial to kill the leader of the land tour and protect the people of Bicheng. Other trials remain unchanged. 】
Gong Yangyan exclaimed: "Sister Jiu, the dojo trial has changed!"
"No, it hasn't changed, it's just been added." Jiu Yuanzi stared at the man who was moving like a mountain. There were red evil spirits floating in the sky dozens of meters high from its body, floating on the horizon.
She said to herself: "If the evil spirit is the blood that swims on land, then it is bleeding right now?"
