"Isn't there anything normal?" Qin Ye gritted his teeth and asked, suppressing the complaints in his heart.
"Yes, for example, when Ben Gong rescued you, that one move that devours the souls of ten thousand ghosts, and one move that hooks the souls of 100,000 people is not a problem. For example, at your current level, you also have a move to kill the souls of thousands of people with one sword. No problem. The point is, your underworld can't even reach the capacity of the ghost level, how can you use it?"
Arthas persuaded: "Don't worry, when our underworld slowly expands, hundreds of years later, you can still destroy a city with one palm."
"Furthermore, the true strength of Yin Chai is never the magic technique, but the Zanpakutō in his hand, which can reach the virtual state after being solved..."
Qin Ye interrupted the other party rationally: "Have you watched Death God, one of the three major migrant workers?"
"I'm sorry... I'm just saying it smoothly, in fact, it's almost the same, every time you kill a Yin spirit, it will nourish your soul... No, Yin Cha knife, and once it enters the blade state, it is enough to crush all Yin spirits of the same rank! Even the three Taoist masters are no exception! This is the greatest power given to the underworld by the rules of heaven! So, why do you still need magic?"
"As for bringing it back... It would be better if it could be burned here. If not, it would be good for this palace to use the universe in its sleeves to bring it over. The rules of this palace come from the old underworld, and the new underworld like you is different after the old underworld is destroyed. I thought about it."
Got it.
Anyway, you're just a jerk
Qin Ye shook his head, stood up, and walked out of the park.
Now that the back road has been resolved, there are two things to do now.
First, money. Second, find out where the 40 points are hidden.
He walked out of the back door of the park, frowned slightly, and began to think deeply.
Until the critical moment, his character is always lazy and casual, but it does not mean that his way of thinking is also loose and relaxed.
"Two months is a long time, but as the capital of Hui Province, the main urban area of Daishan City has reached more than 700 square kilometers... Condition 1, we must check in every day." As he walked, he muttered thoughtfully: "This limits our time. There is no morning, and classes will end at at least four in the afternoon. That is to say, the time left for us is eight hours from four to twelve."
"Condition 2, we can't reveal our identities, let alone ask the local special investigation department... In a city of nearly 10 million people for eight hours in sixty days, everyone is a clue. This is an impossible task. "
Alsace said indifferently: "These two old men won't talk nonsense, but this time I reiterate, don't be less than 60 points. This palace guesses that it is very likely... Those who are lower than 60 points will face dismissal. danger."
Qin Ye nodded: "Indeed, if you can't even meet the most basic requirements, how can you teach students well?"
The first batch of students of the First Cultivation University came from all over the world, from all over the world, from all over the world, from all over the world, from all over the world. Quality is more important than quantity.
"Also, thinking about it now, it's not that easy to get these 60 points..." Qin Ye squinted, seeing the various street vendors and snacks on both sides as if he had not seen it, and said as he walked, "Although the physique of cultivators is better than that of ordinary people. Quite a few, but... who knew there wasn't a disease?"
"Or for other matters, you must ask for half a day's leave, then... If you study in school according to the rules, even if you deduct one point for taking half a day off, you will not pass."
"To sum up, these 40-point locations are not too biased, and they are not so easy to find. I know... Rental."
When he happened to reach a station, he beckoned, and a taxi stopped.
"Have an idea?"
Qin Ye nodded and said in a low voice, "A street for funerals, a market for cultural relics."
"As the provincial capital, Daishan City definitely has such a place, and these two places are the most suitable for our goals."
After reporting the name of the funeral street, the car quickly pulled him to the place, but the more he went this way, the more Qin Ye realized that something was wrong.
The vibe is different.
Although the yin qi in Daishan City is pitiful, it does exist. However, here, before entering the funeral street, I saw countless special shops on both sides.
Some sell talisman paper, some sell magic implements, some sell jade ornaments... There are many dazzling arrays, and the religious atmosphere is very strong.
"Master, what's going on?" he asked in astonishment.
The driver said as he drove: "Little brother, this is the first time to come to Daishan? It's not me, but recently... it's evil."
Qin Ye immediately understood why.
The underworld does not exist, and the yin spirits have nowhere to go. Their yin qi is very thin, but if there are too many, the number of ghosts is definitely not large!
One or two, dozens of them don't matter, but thousands of people have seen it
In addition, the government intentionally prepared the ground for everyone, and did not deliberately block it, the supernatural atmosphere naturally became more and more intense, but it was still controlled within a controllable range.
The driver raised his chin to both sides: "It was like this two years ago, monks, Taoists, Jianghu and warlocks, tsk tsk... I couldn't see it when I was shattered, but now there are more, I heard, not only Daishan, The same is true for other provincial capitals, and ah, this time the government did not control much, but instead released a street to do business for these people. It is said that the business is very good, at least tens of thousands of net profits every month... "
Qin Ye nodded slightly, his eyes flicking from both sides.
Indeed, business is good.
Every door, whether it's fortune-telling or selling "magic tools," is full of people, and there are at least a few people. It's completely different from a few decades ago.
He was not happy, but a little more dignified in his heart.
This shows that... the supernatural is getting stronger and stronger. When there is a threat, the public will seek peace of mind.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of Funeral Street. This is the stone gate of an ancient archway. There are two one-and-a-half-meter listening sculptures at the entrance. Unlike the previous funeral streets, there are obviously fewer typical funeral street stalls with white flags and paper money, and more A shop related to spiritual practice.
He randomly walked into a store called "Ning's Fu Room", and there were five or six people in it. The decoration is quaint, with a floor-standing portrait of Sanqing hanging on the left, a floor-standing Sakyamuni on the right, and a small palace lantern hanging above his head, each of which looks a bit broken, with an ancient meaning, with red ghosts drawing symbols The talisman paper on the painting lies in a well-carved wooden box.
Sandalwood was lit in the house, and as soon as Qin Ye came in, a waiter in a Chinese tunic suit walked over and said with a smile, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
Qin Ye was a little disappointed.
In the whole house, there is no feeling of infuriating, all the talismans are all Xibei goods. He casually asked, "What is this for?"
"Ancestral talisman paper." The waiter smiled and pointed to the back of the counter: "Our boss, from the Ning family, a famous talisman paper family in Tenglong Province, the talisman paper he draws has the nature of Buddha. No matter what kind of monsters, as long as you carry it on your body. , to guarantee a lifetime of peace."
Qin Ye put his hands in his pockets, turned his head to look at the wooden box on the odd-shaped box next to him, the ghostly talisman inside made his eyes hurt, and said lightly, "Do you believe this?"
The waiter smiled flawlessly: "Sir, it's not whether you believe it or not, but there really is."
He deliberately said in a low voice, "In the past few years, or even more than ten years, there have been countless people and things. You can say that I am a feudal superstition, but the world has a long mouth, and there are many ghosts on the Internet. Records, major websites, do you still think this is a joke?"
"The country has not denied it either. This is an admission in disguised form. If it weren't for our Master Ning, who can't see the suffering in the world, we wouldn't go out of the mountains to pass the world."
Qin Ye smiled complicatedly: "Then how much is this chapter talisman... how much?"
"This talisman is called Lingbao Qingyun Tongyun Ansha talisman, and the price is 666." The waiter smiled and said, "Sir, don't think it's expensive, the cost of a talisman, some things have been lost, and the energy consumption is incalculable. We are new to this street, and the cost price is much cheaper than Wanrongfu and Xianghening in the street."
A talisman 666... Qin Ye sighed, if it weren't for Bao'an City, he really wanted to open a store, this would be a money grab! Is the cost price thirty
Not to mention anything else, he drew a few random strokes, and the evil breath echoed, which ghost dared to come to death without opening his eyes
"Ning Daxian..." He shook his head with emotion, and the waiter smiled and said, "It's a master, Daxian dare not be."
Qin Ye nodded: "Does he... know what he painted?"
"The old man really knows him." Before he finished speaking, an old voice came from behind him. Qin Ye turned his head and saw that a not tall old man was looking at him with bright eyes.
The other party was in his sixties, with a white beard reaching his chest, his white hair was loosely tied into a bun, and a black ribbon draped over his shoulders. Wearing a white coat, black silk trousers, and a pair of white socks and black cloth shoes, the whole person looked at it, full of immortal style.
"Master Ning." The waiter said immediately.
Master Ning waved his hand, and the other party immediately went to greet the other guests. Master Ning and Qin Ye looked at each other, but neither of them said anything.
Master Ning's expression remained unmoved, and his heart had already raised his utmost vigilance.
do not know why…
From the moment this person entered the door, he couldn't help but look at the other person, and... a feeling of trepidation in his heart never disappeared.
There are people who dare to open this kind of shop, but now the situation in China, whether the talisman paper and jade ornaments are good or not, will be known at least two or three years. This has led to fewer and fewer people fishing in troubled waters. Even if the strength is not good, they always have some understanding of this industry, at least there are some rumors in the ancestors.
After crossing the border, the seven ghost craftsmen finally ushered in a prosperous market, and they will never be soft-hearted.
Master Ning didn't know how to say this feeling. He just... seemed to see a black cloud, a black cloud that he had never seen before, rushing from outside the door, making him feel cool, and... and this young man, he always felt , is dressed in ancient costumes, full of white hair, like crawling out of a coffin.
"Are you..." He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Master Ghost Craftsman?"
Ghostsmith
Qin Ye shook his head amusingly. Interestingly looked at Master Ning to see what else he wanted to say.
Sweat dripped from Master Ning's forehead.
Not a ghost craftsman... But why does the closer he gets, the colder his hands and feet feel
As if the other party blinked, the King of Hell wants him to die tonight, and no one dares to keep it until tomorrow.
"Sir..." he said hoarsely, "I... haven't caught it..."
"You... usually in the ghost market, this street is just for us to eat... "
Qin Ye smiled, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head and left.
"Sir! Sir!" Before leaving the house, Master Ning quickly chased after him. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the waiter and the incomprehensible gaze of the other customers, he hunched over to Qin Ye's side, with a look on his face that could be called Flattered: "You also came for that cat?"