Jiu Motoko ignored the fat ghost and floated into the valley under the attention of all the ghosts, and then saw a town.
Black stone buildings with strange shapes were built against the mountain, because the ghosts were all tall and had wide doors and windows.
She even saw a monster more than ten meters long, strung together by large lantern-like joints, swimming above the valley streets.
On each joint of the lantern, there is a face with different expressions, like a child's doodles.
Although it swims like a dragon, its shape is so weird that Motoko Shuu doesn't want to call it that. It's more like calling it a lantern-jointed flying insect.
There are no stalls in the town, and the ghosts seem to have nothing to do, just walking around aimlessly or sitting on the ground.
There is no such thing as a loving mother and a filial son, a big ghost mother playing with her little ghost children, etc. It is full of the atmosphere of life.
It won't make you think that just because the race is different, everyone still has family love, social division of labor and life, so don't judge others by appearance.
There are none of these, and all I can see is only uglier but not the ugliest visual enjoyment.
She couldn't imagine what these ghosts could do in business.
The evil spirits devour it as soon as they grab it. What else can they exchange for it with the evil evil spirits?
As soon as he thought this, Jiu Yuanzi saw a monster about two meters tall with a huge bone crown on the top of his head, which seemed to be carrying a dustpan more than one meter wide. He swung his three legs and ran over quickly.
The legs moved as if they were rowing boats, and there was no chance of them falling over.
In the bone crown dustpan on top of its head, there is a pile of fish, shrimps, and shiny shellfish, among which four Wangyou fish are mixed.
They exuded spiritual energy and were pushed away.
Jiu Yuanzi felt that he might have thought wrong, and then he followed the ghost and flew away.
As she went deeper into the valley, she saw more and more ghosts carrying spiritual things from the underworld. They might be carrying food and medicinal materials, or broken pieces of spiritual objects, as well as unidentified objects that looked like garbage.
Without exception, they are all spiritual things.
These ghosts and monsters finally gathered in front of a black platform that was twenty or thirty meters high. They lined up neatly and handed the spiritual things in their hands to several ghosts and ghosts who were obviously more humanoid than them under the black platform.
The strength of those ghosts is around Xin 8 Geng 7.
Well……
Jiu Yuanzi missed Xiao Wanfa for the first second.
There is a dark doorway under the black platform, and the handed-in spiritual objects are sent in, and then the ghosts and ghosts are replaced with stones or dead branches of various sizes that are stained with evil spirits.
It seems that evil spirits are the currency here, and they are also a necessity.
Thinking about it after growing up like this, it seems that there is no need for other consumption, and the only goal is to eat evil spirits as a ghost.
Jiu Motoko had no intention of queuing up to hand over the spiritual items, so she just stood by and watched closely, estimating how many items had been delivered.
She even wondered if this black platform was simply a warehouse for storing spiritual objects. Even if only a tenth of it was stored, she seemed unable to take them all away.
It's better to advance by the way.
Expand the capacity of Qiankun in the sleeves a little more, Xin Ba's cultivation area is not enough.
If there is no urgent need, Jiu Yuanzi does not want to let nature take its course and advance, just like reserve food, it can be used to save lives at critical moments.
She advanced to the advanced level and then tried not to use it. She felt that she couldn't control it. She didn't have such a serious intention and accidentally used it to the limit.
Like now, you can advance without advancing. There are only so many cultivations that can be used in your body, so you can distribute your spiritual power more carefully, and there will be no unnecessary waste.
Jiu Motoko stood here and stared for a long time, and a voice suddenly sounded behind her, "I've never seen you before."
"I haven't seen you before." Jiu Yuanzi didn't look back, staring at a ghost and handed over a tattered soul-calling flag.
It was a severely damaged spiritual weapon. It looked very old and could be considered an antique.
"Boom!" A spike as thick as a pillar landed in front of her, making a crater in the ground.
The ghost team who was queuing up ran away with their things in an instant and hid far away from here.
Di Di didn't leave. He had already turned his head and looked at the guy who was speaking. His eyes were too small to tell whether he was scared or not.
"Who are you and why do you look like this!" the voice said full of resentment.
Jiu Motoko felt that pretending to be noble was enough, so she turned around and found that there was no one behind her, but there were seven more spikes of the same kind. She did not raise her head, but flew straight up.
She didn't need to look up to see the guy who was speaking.
A half-spider, half-human ghost with eight long legs finally gave her a familiar form.
It is said to be a half-spider, but it is actually the statue with eight long legs. The end of the long legs is not the huge abdominal body, but the huge crown formed by twisting together like old tree vines.
The leaves on the crown of the tree are withered and yellow with black spots, looking like an open umbrella.
On the top of the tree crown is the upper body of a female, about three meters high.
Her body is half human and half tree-like. There are no leaves or hair on her wood-framed head, but a small red flower blooms inexplicably.
If you block half of the ghost's rotten wood-like face and only look at the good half, you can see that it looks like a human being.
After Jiu Motoko flew high, the ghostly tree crown looked like a skirt, which made her want to complain.
But all he said was a faint sentence, "Of course this is a gift from the head of state."
If you don't understand something, the head of state will fill it in.
The ghost was still very resentful at first, but when he heard this, he was shocked and stammered: "The head of state can already do this!"
"What great achievements have you made, and why did the head of state allow you to recover to this point?" she shouted excitedly.
Jiu Yuanzi seemed to have heard something funny and laughed suddenly, "The head of state is very disappointed in you."
No matter what the other party says, just use the tiger skin of the head of state.
It seems that these ghosts are ugly and stupid, and they don’t know the dangers of the world. If they look more beautiful, they can be suppressed by just saying a word to the head of state.
She decided to test it out and said coldly: "King of Equality..."
After only saying three words, Jiu Motoko didn't say any more. If you understand, you can make up your own mind. If you don't understand, just treat the other party as not qualified to know such a big thing.
At worst, we'll have to make up for it later depending on the situation.
As soon as King Pingping said this, the ghost's expression suddenly became panicked. It turned out that half of his face was like wood and vines, and could also express rich expressions.
She waved her arms like dead branches and argued: "This matter has nothing to do with me. Although I am the deputy general of General Eclipse, King Pingping died in his breeding farm."
"I only raised a little judge here, and he has died a long time ago. If the head of state could have handed over the management of King Ping to me, what happened a few days ago would never have happened."
Jiu Motoko heard the strange information, and she said coldly: "Are you questioning the head of state's decision?"
The ghost was startled and hurriedly explained, "No, General Eclipse did not dare to question the head of state. He was just angry that General Eclipse wasted the blood pool of King Ping. The souls of millions of mortals cannot be cultivated into blood food, otherwise they captured the remaining city god in the back. , just around the corner.”
"Now all this has been ruined by his negligence! I want to ask the head of state for a million blood meals. The hundreds of thousands of demon wood troops I have raised will mature soon. This time I will let my subordinates lead the troops to attack City God."
Jiu Motoko looked at the black trees on the hillside, and then she noticed that these black trees that twisted like people were actually people.
I just don’t know what method was used to gradually turn them into wood and grow into what they are now.
Although she couldn't figure out what she had discovered, Jiu Motoko analyzed the situation she was about to face from these words.
These are the enemies of the underworld, and they are using human souls to raise their armies, and it seems that the underworld is almost doomed.
If the underworld is destroyed, there will be no general agent for Mr. Ning, and no one will collect a large number of the garbage spiritual objects in his hands. It is impossible to sell the spiritual objects quickly by relying on his business system.
Now the perfect circulation of goods will be broken.
He probably won't go bankrupt, but he won't be able to take away his spiritual belongings easily.
The final result is that due to the large output, it will seriously affect the price balance of spiritual items. Not only will the spiritual items not be sold at a high price, but they will also be lost in the hands.
At that time, instead of disposing of spiritual objects at low prices like garbage, I had to open a shop and set up a stall, selling the spiritual objects in person slowly and hard like ants gnawing at elephants.
Oh my God, this is amazing!
