But some people understood it, while others were still confused.
"What are you talking about, you..."
"The country of China wants to divide its territory and build ghost towns. What do you think the national level will do? A group of monsters that can eat people. What do you think the national level will do in order to eliminate this unstable factor? After all these years of peace, you are Have you forgotten how tough our soldiers are?"
I wonder if they are afraid?
Afraid, of course, they are just businessmen.
He has the heart to be a high official in the border area, but he may not have the courage to see through life and death.
But they haven't reached the point where Mo Zhenzhen can scare them with just a few words.
They hoped to get more information from Mo Zhenzhen, and wanted to know the current situation and the way to escape.
All in all, they don't want to die, they can't let go of the power in their hands, they can't let go of this colorful world, and there are too many things they can't let go of, so they don't want to accept their fate, they want to fight for it.
But now, Mo Zhenzhen was standing in the middle of the banquet hall, surrounded by ghosts, and no one stood up to refute her. Their weak and greedy nature was evident.
Seeing that everyone was calmed down by her, Mo Zhenzhen did not continue to struggle with this. After all, she was not in business.
"Does anyone want Yinmu powder? I'm just here to do some business."
Mo Zhenzhen also brought out a plastic bag of yin wood powder, about half a catty. The shape of the yin wood powder in the translucent plastic bag was clearly visible. The aroma that was extremely attractive to ghosts spread around, and for a while The tense atmosphere was relieved.
There were those who were at a loss or had a big heart and actually bought Mo Zhenzhen's Yinmu powder.
Even though Mo Zhenzhen packed it in a plastic bag and looked cheap, the price she bought was not cheap, ten grams was worth ten thousand yuan.
That being said, money is still very valuable during this period.
To use a crude metaphor, Mo Zhenzhen sold wood powder for the price of top-grade drugs. Such a huge profit was not illegal and she did not have to pay taxes, because the person who bought it was a ghost and she herself was a gangster.
Despite the high price, there were many people buying it, and soon the half a catty was divided up.
They are all ghosts. Everyone knows the benefits of this Yinmu powder. This thing is equivalent to the kind of fairy fruit that can prolong life. No matter how high the price is, you must buy it if you bite the bullet.
What's more, the people gathered here today are all rich people from Y City. Even if they are dead, 18 million is not a big problem to them.
After all, if they don’t spend it now, will they regard it as a legacy and leave it to others without recognition in the future?
In the blink of an eye, Mo Zhenzhen made a net profit of 500,000 yuan. Because she wanted cash, it would take some time for the bodyguard to withdraw the money.
So Mo Zhenzhen stayed, and when she found a place to sit down, she even took a plate and put a piece of bread on it.
The crisp sound of the plate being placed on the table was loud. This time everyone's eyes were fixed on her, paying attention to her every move.
Mo Zhenzhen took out three incense sticks from her sleeves, borrowed a fire from the man next to her, lit them, and then put the three sticks of incense on the bun.
The bread was not big but he stood firm, but these scoundrels were so greedy that they almost showed their true colors.
It’s not like they haven’t received offerings since they’ve been dead for so long, but they have never seen such good things!
So delicious!
If they hadn't become ghosts and encountered something that attracted them so much, their first reaction would definitely be that something was inside and someone was trying to harm me!
But now that they are all ghosts, many things are clear to them.
The reason why the incense attracts ghosts is not because there are any harmful things in it. On the contrary, it is precisely because the materials used to make the incense are all of the highest quality, which makes these ghosts flock to it so much.
Mo Zhenzhen found a place not far away and sat down, quietly watching the three sticks of incense burning.
This is the incense given to her by the system, a reward item after the end of the Red Date Village. There are ten boxes in total. Today is the first time she has opened it and used it.
As a human, Mo Zhenzhen couldn't actually feel the difference between incense and fragrance, but looking at the reactions of the surrounding ghosts, Mo Zhenzhen suddenly had more expectations for the props given by the system.
At this moment, a waiter walked up to Mo Zhenzhen and whispered to her in a low voice.
"Mr. Qin wants to meet you."
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The house was empty and the cries were mournful.
Blackness spreads in the building, and ghosts poke their heads out curiously, but are frightened by the wandering monsters and flee in all directions.
"There is only one good mother in the world. A mother's child is like a treasure. If you throw yourself into your mother's arms, you will not be able to enjoy happiness~"
The shrill female voice wandered in the black, clinging to the monster female body like tarsal maggots.
The female body was struggling, blood and tears flowed from her eyes, and her open mouth seemed to be screaming.
And in the dark room, An Qiaoxuan, who was huddled alone behind the door, holding his swollen head, was also crying.
She sang the song "Only Mother is Good in the World" over and over again, tears falling down, hitting her swollen and ugly head, which seemed to become more and more alive.
He was laughing, looking at An Qiaoxun ferociously and viciously, hoping to squeeze more pain out of her body.
This is An Qiaozhen's core skill and has nothing to do with the souls of her parents. This monster is made of her imagination, but it really feeds on her pain, resentment and hatred.
The stronger An Qiaozan's negative emotions, the stronger the monster becomes.
An Qiao then swept away the ghosts in Building 25, who were looking for a way out.
The situation in City Y is very special now. The ghosts under the dark clouds have nowhere to hide. They are trapped and have completely emerged.
This was the first time An Qiaoxuan and the others encountered this kind of heavenly punishment, so they plunged into the ghost world unprepared. By the time they reacted, they could no longer find their way out!
The monsters controlled by An Qiaozan opened the way in front, and Zhao Hai and Li Xuan merged to capture the fish that slipped through the net.
Zhao Hai now looks like a monster.
His head turned into an earless wolf head, and his body looked like a brown bear, with sharp talons like an eagle, and his lower body looked like a black sheep.
He was like a spliced monster. As this state lasted longer and longer, the clarity in his eyes also diminished, replaced by Li Xuan's increasingly clear chatter.
"Zhao Hai, look who I am..."
"Hehe, I am you, we are the same, why don't you accept me?"
"Admit it, Zhao Hai, I am you, what's the point of having this kind of family wine?"
…
Where? Where is the exit?
An Qiaoxuan and Zhao Hai kept wreaking havoc in the ghost house of Building 25. A group of Taoist monks stood under Building 25 and looked at Hong Hong, who was standing on the balcony looking out, with a heavy expression on his face.
