Shen Shiyuan put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at the window opposite, and slowly said: "One hundred million and two spiritual crystals."
It was true that life was not easy. Mo Lan held her forehead and sighed. She picked up the teacup on the table, blew on it, and took a sip, but she choked on the next sentence.
"Mr. Shen is very wealthy. I really can't bring out three more spiritual crystals, so I will give this spiritual weapon to you!"
Everyone present wiped their sweat, you are always short of a spiritual crystal!
Shen Shiyuan closed the window with satisfaction, and Mo Lan looked at the list in his hand. There were no more items listed that interested her.
She stood up and pressed the bulge on the wall that looked like an elevator button, and walked in. When the door opened again, she was transported to an alley, and it was so quiet that there seemed to be no one around.
She tidied her clothes, and it wasn't until she walked out of the alley that the sound of traffic gradually came, that she could go about her business with peace of mind.
The south of the city is a relatively poor area in the entire capital, but even the poor south of the city is richer than other cities, such as the house that Mo Lan likes.
Although the yard is small, there are many rooms, so it is the most suitable place to put the eleven people here, but it costs her fifty thousand taels of silver, which is half of her assets!
Mo Lan negotiated the price for a long time, and finally the house was cheaper by one tael. When the deal was completed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The owner of this house is really difficult to deal with. She wasted half an hour on a one-tael discount!
She released the eleven people and looked at their gray complexions. She was a little embarrassed. Their complexions were too eye-catching. If the neighbors saw them, they might cause panic. Then it would be difficult for the government to intervene!
"you……"
As soon as Mo Lan opened her mouth, eleven people looked at her with bright eyes, like cute little dogs waiting for her orders.
"Ahem, can you use your spiritual power to change your skin color? This is the capital after all, and many forces are watching. I am not suitable to stand out now, so please keep a low profile!"
Xiaojiu came closer in a sly tone, "Master, you have forgotten that we are all dead souls. We only took on human form after making a contract with you. I have a way. You can refine the bones of monsters and mix them with resurrection grass." If it comes out of human form, we can put it on it.”
Although the boy's complexion was gray, she could clearly see the blush on his face when he spoke close to her.
Dead soul?
Mo Lan's mood was a little complicated. She had the bones of the monsters and the resurrection grass, but how to refine them into human form!
"Crack!"
Mo Lan raised her head, the voice was...
"You each find a room first, clean it up, stay here tonight, and call me for dinner later! By the way, your spirit beasts are not allowed to be released!"
Mo Lan ordered eleven of them, found a room that pleased her, locked the door and sat cross-legged on the bed.
The sound just now was that the lock of the room was opened. It seemed that after contracting these eleven dead souls, she activated a new skill.
His consciousness entered the space, and he looked at Bai Yu who was standing by the water, looking at his face from side to side, smiling, and his fangs shining. Mo Lan firmly believed that this dog had fallen in love!
But Mo Lan had no time to care about it now. She hurriedly walked into the yard and reached out to push open the door to the room that had just been opened. Black flames rushed out, but this time it had no effect on her.
Walking into the room, it was dark but not humid. When Mo Lan walked in, the ground automatically lit up. The green-lighting stones seemed to be triggered and lit up in circles.
Finally, a stone platform slowly rose in the middle, with a strange array of glowing stones on it, which looked like runes.
A brochure that looked a bit eerie and dilapidated struggled on the table, making weak roars from time to time.
Mo Lan took a deep breath and slapped the book, and the book became silent.
Opening the booklet with trembling hands, she always felt that something would happen after opening this thing.
As the booklet opened, a piece of meat fell out and kept twisting on the ground. She had only seen this thing from books and TV. Legend has it that eating Tai Sui meat can make people immortal.
The meat began to grow bigger, and Mo Lan stepped back little by little, reaching out to grab the booklet, trying to find a solution from it.
With a shake of his hand, the book unfolded completely, and a faceless woman with disheveled hair climbed out of it.
Mo Lan's heart was already in her throat at this moment. She had never seen first-person horror movies, but the feeling of grabbing her feet was real!
A man in the black mist looked at the pale Mo Lan, hugged the sleeping person tightly in his arms, and said to himself, "Is it too reluctant to let her come into contact with these things now?"
Then with a wave of his hand, the faceless woman and the piece of flesh were sucked into the book like a black hole.
The booklet fell on her body. Mo Lan squinted and opened the booklet again. The black fog on the booklet just now dissipated, and the method of soul refining was written so straightforwardly.
She didn't know why, but she felt like her intelligence had been insulted. She felt a little aggrieved and didn't know who to turn on to get angry.
She picked out the bones of the monster, placed them in the pottery bowl in the corner, and controlled the black flame. In an instant, all the bones turned into black ashes.
She rubbed her nose with a gloomy look on her face, "It's getting hotter!"
Slowly, she found the feeling, and the bones in the pottery bowl turned into white powder. She took out the resurrection grass that had been prepared aside, burned it with purple fire to ashes, mixed them together, added the spiritual water in the space, and put Go to the counter and apply it along the shining area.
Looking at the ugly clay figurine, Mo Lan twisted his eyebrows together and directly summoned Xiao Jiu, who was snoring on the bed, into the room. Looking at the boy who was still having snot bubbles in his nose, the black flames on his hands lit up. He burned into a ball, and combined with the dark spiritual power, he was integrated into the clay figure bit by bit.
As time passed, the young man on the stone platform gradually woke up, and the appearance of the clay figurine gradually merged with him. A handsome and handsome young man stood up, patted the ashes on his bare buttocks.
A piece of clothing was thrown directly on his head: "Put the clothes on before you talk!"
Bai Yu smelled the stranger's scent, walked over and circled Xiaojiu twice, his ice blue eyes full of confusion.
"Master, his smell is similar to mine!"
Xiao Jiu quickly put on her clothes, walked to the river and washed her face with clean water. The young man was fair and tender, with eyes as wet as a deer's. He looked at Mo Lan with a look that rivaled that of Bai Yu.
The stupid hair on the back of his head suddenly raised up, making him look a little naive. Thinking of when he picked her up in Jizhou, Mo Lan rubbed his head with a headache. Why did he feel that everyone around her was so naive!
"What's your name? Is it just Xiaojiu?"
He knelt on the ground with one knee and lowered his head, "Master, Xiaojiu's name is Liyou."
