At night.
The abandoned warehouse was empty, and the cold wind howled by, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Residents of the surrounding villages and towns had closed their doors and windows early, but as the actual ruler of this territory, Chen Changan pulled Yang Tianhua and pushed open the rotten doors together.
Crunch~Boom!
In the silent night, the rotten door was pushed to the ground with just a slight push, making a violent noise. Yang Tianhua was so frightened that he trembled every step of the way and said aggrievedly:
"Why do you have to enter the warehouse at night? I always feel like there is a ghost in here!"
Chen Changan chuckled lightly and threw a dark blue quality Ninja sword to Yang Tianhua, "I feel that only by entering this place at night can we find out more useful information!"
"I'll feel around with my hands later. If the insight function finds some special items, be sure to tell me~"
Yang Tianhua prides himself on doing good deeds and accumulating virtue throughout his life, so why did he end up with such a boss? He said aggrievedly:
"Oh~"
The two of them split up and fumbled around in different directions of the warehouse.
Chen Changan first touched a floor tile, and the system prompted:
[A plain old floor tile]
Quality: gray
Item Description: Ordinary masonry fired on the spot two hundred years ago, with a slight cold air.
Evaluation: It has not been damaged for more than 200 years, and the texture is very good!
The corner of Chen Changan's mouth raised slightly, and he extracted two key words from the information on these items - "cold breath" and "good texture"!
Why does a floor tile have a cold smell?
Why is an ordinary floor tile so good that it has remained intact for two hundred years?
This abandoned warehouse is not just for storing food!
Chen Changan is determined to find out the secret of stealing from the ghost warehouse from clues!
at this time.
Yang Tianhua exclaimed:
"Boss, come here and see what I found?"
Chen Changan immediately ran away and obtained a floor tile from Yang Tianhua whose cold aura was even more eye-catching.
The system sent a congratulatory message:
"Congratulations, you got a ghost stone!"
【Ghost Stone】
Quality: light blue
Item information: It has been contaminated by ghost saliva for many years, and gradually transformed into a special material.
Effect 1: Ghostly altar materials
This stone absorbs a large amount of ghost saliva and can be used to build ghost altars.
Effect 2: Edible
It can be eaten by some undead creatures and can slightly increase the strength.
Rating: Imagine an evil ghost lying on the roof, looking at you greedily, opening its bloody mouth, and drool slowly dripping down its fangs!
"Hey, there's a picture~"
Chen Changan looked at the item evaluation and immediately raised his head.
But there are no ghosts on the roof. Even if Chen Changan activates the Eyeless Divinity and the Divinity of Fear, turning his right eye into a deep purple pupil, he cannot observe the existence of any ghosts!
"There are no ghosts in this warehouse, let alone ghosts and gods!" Chen Changan had a strange light in his eyes, "But more than a hundred years ago, when this grain warehouse was not abandoned, the dark The ghosts and gods here are hiding above this warehouse!"
"In other words, every grain warehouse built in each daimyo's territory hides a ghost and god. Once any situation is discovered, the ghost and god in the dark will come out, or cause a plague, or cause a severe drought or flood!"
Chen Changan smiled slightly:
"There is no need to go out of your way to intercept the ghosts and gods who come to collect taxes. You only need to secretly go to a certain grain warehouse that is still in operation to capture the hearts of the ghosts and gods!"
…………
The next day.
Holding Doji Kiri in hand, Chen Changan secretly left Oda Valley and headed to the seat of the Kujo family.
In Kyoto Town, where the Kujo Daimyo is located, there are three grain warehouses built by the ghost clan. Every year, a large amount of grain is released to help the poor. Some poor bandits and bandits are also left alone.
It can be said that the status of the Ghost Warehouse in many daimyo territories is equivalent to that of temples in ancient China.
"They're just gold and jade with crumbs inside. These grains are originally produced by the people. If you use them to help the poor, but absorb their luck, it will be difficult for you to survive past thirty!"
Chen Changan snorted coldly and stepped into Kyoto Town.
Most of the residents in the outer layer are impoverished poor people. Their faces are full of food, and they look like they have been malnourished for a long time!
But once you get deeper, it becomes extremely prosperous.
A large number of merchants were dressed in silk, and the roads in front of the shops were almost all bluestones, which was enough to prove the financial strength of this group of merchants.
Chen Changan grabbed a passerby and asked:
"Hello, where is the grain warehouse located?"
After a passerby pointed out a direction, Chen Changan quickly arrived and found that there were only a dozen soldiers guarding the place and there were no ghosts or gods.
In the eyes of many famous people, the ghosts and gods were just a nominal tax to show their status as the rulers of the Dongsang Dynasty. In fact, most of the food fell into the hands of the people, and the meat rotten in the pot, and there was no loss. !
The authorities are obsessed!
When interests are related, it is difficult for even the smartest person to see the flaws. After all, no daimyo has the ability to see the system, nor is he a visitor from another dimension.
Chen Changan found an inn very close to the grain warehouse, and planned to secretly visit the ghost warehouse after nightfall. With the help of the system's insight ability, he could find the secrets and kill the ghosts and gods in the dark, so as to obtain the last powerful one. Heart!
It's getting late.
Chen Changan opened the window, jumped onto the eaves, climbed over the walls like an assassin in a movie, and reached the top of the grain warehouse in a blink of an eye.
Just at this time.
A team of thieves, composed of teenagers, took advantage of the guarding soldiers to doze off and crept into the grain warehouse through the window.
Chen Changan sighed and followed the stealing team.
The leader was a young man. He smiled and said:
"I have heard from my father a long time ago that the management of this grain warehouse is the most lax. As long as the manager is sleeping, he can move dozens of kilograms of grain and leave!"
The girl behind her held her pocket and said bitterly: "Brother, before dad died, didn't he ask us to plow the fields well? Don't be like him, who lived to be a thief until he was old, and was eventually beaten into a disability by the master of suffering..."
Another member of the team immediately retorted:
"Silly sister, don't give up the free food. You can come and steal the food at night and grow it during the day!"
"When we get money from selling food, we can become serious people again. Isn't it delicious?"
The girl was stunned and said stupidly:
"It seems like this. I want to open a bun shop in the future. It will cost a lot of money."
Chen Changan hid in the shadows and sighed:
"A bunch of stupid kids, free things are the most expensive!"
