Chapter Ninety-Six: Eighteen Layers of Making Money and Spending (1)

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Xiaoxian came to Dream Castle.

In the evening, the Dream Castle is exceptionally quiet, and there are no little ghosts left here.

The quiet Dream Castle looks like a pearl of dreams. Just wait for the dawn, this pearl will bloom with its own brilliance.

At the door of Dream Castle, there is a special person who stays at the door to watch the night. The night guard was a very young man, who looked a little pale and unhealthy.

"Oneiroi-sama." The young man knew Oneiroi, and he knew that he was working under Oneiroi. I know more that Dream Castle is Xiaoxian's industry and its own big boss.

Xiaoxian stopped, stared at his complexion, and asked, "Why is your complexion so pale?" Something doesn't look right. Could it be that you are sick? ”

When he asked this, Xiaoxian wondered in his heart. As a ghost, how can you get sick?

No disease and no disaster is the normal state of ghosts, not to mention, ghosts are going to enter reincarnation, and the key to enter reincarnation with a sick and weak soul is very likely to affect the order of the world and affect the normal reincarnation arrangement.

The young and thin young man was embarrassed to silently draw, and his face was a little red, but he looked normal.

"This ...... I am a sick and weak scholar in the world, and this complexion is brought out of my mother's womb, and I can't change it. Let Oneiroi-sama smile~"

The sick scholar lowered his head in shame, very embarrassed. He didn't dare to look at Xiaoxian, and he was ashamed of his sick and delicate body.

Xiaoxian waved his hand and said indifferently: "Don't care, I'm just asking casually." ”

"By the way, I'm going to go to Dream Castle to check the dreams of the little ghosts in the ghost town for a while, and investigate what they like to dream the most. You open the door for me. Xiaoxian continued.

The sick scholar shook his body and came to the gate slowly. On the gate of the Dream City Gate, a huge lock is locked.

Xiaoxian followed, and the corners of her mouth twitched as she looked at the giant lock. The aesthetics of that group of people are really not ordinarily bad. No matter what kind of lock you have, it's better than the one in front of you!

With a click, the sick scholar opened the door. Push open the heavy door and invite the fairy inside.

As the footsteps moved, it was time for the most anticipated game at Castle of Dreams. You can dream all kinds of dreams here, and you can make them with just one idea, which is easier and more convenient than dreaming in the world. This is the last game of Dream Castle, and it is also a game set up independently by Xiaoxian.

Push open the door to the Dream Game and enter an empty room. Fairy turned on the light, and many white balls of light appeared in the room.

For such a ball of light, Xiaoxian is very familiar. Her Oneiroi power also comes from the white ball of light.

Looking back at the dumbfounded sick scholar, Xiaoxian lightly asked him to go out.

In the whole room, only Xiaoxian was left.

Colorful auspicious clouds rose from the little fairy's feet, and behind her appeared a dream world unique to her dream god. In her world, she was constantly absorbing the white balls of light in front of her.

The dream world seemed to be a particularly edible beast, devouring the white ball of light that engulfed the entire room. It also means swallowing the dreams that appear in the ghost town, the dreams they want to do the most.

"Hmm...... There are really a lot of Dream Balls collected this time. The fairy murmured.

Looking at the endless stream of dream balls, Xiaoxian realized that she really had a lot to do.

When the last white dream ball entered the dream, Xiaoxian put away his hand and rushed into the dream. I returned to my own home, feeling familiar and warm.

After entering the dream world, the dream ball is divided into four colors according to joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. They are: red-happy, black-angry, blue-sad, yellow-happy.

Balls of light of four colors floated in the sky in the dream.

"Joy, anger and sorrow, arrange four rows in order, and then come one by one." Xiao Xian gently chanted the mantra, so that the irregular dream balls scattered in the sky were neatly arranged.

A team of each color, rushing towards the little fairy in unison.

Every ball of light in joy, anger and sorrow did not go to see the dream in the dream ball. This kind of peeking behavior is something that Xiaoxian will not do.

She judged the number of dream balls in the ghost town, and what type of dreams most of them liked. The red Dream Balls are the most numerous, clustering more than three times as many as the other colors.

It seems that the people in the ghost town want to live happily and happily.

Xiaoxian thinks that this is the most innocent idea of people at first, and everyone likes to live happily. However, why are the imps who stay in the ghost town also pursuing this?

They no longer have to live in the pursuit of immortality, they are immortal themselves.

They don't need much money in their lives, they can live a simpler life, and they don't have any less happiness.

Their lives are very stable, there are no wars, there are no riots, there are no murderers, thieves, robbers......

Their lives are so good, why are they still not satisfied? Want a better day?

With this question, Xiaoxian walked out of the dream. It was already dawn, and the night had passed since she had stayed in the dream. Seeing that the sky was bright and she had no time to sleep, she rushed to the eighteenth floor of hell.

On the first level of the eighteen layers of hell, she sat next to the stranger. I asked my own questions, and I couldn't understand something.

The strange bandit glanced back at Xiaoxian faintly, and instead turned his gaze to the eighteenth layer of hell. He smiled and said, "Ever since he found out that your Dream Castle was very profitable, Hades has given the eighteenth layer of hell a privilege with a stroke of his pen. ”

"Huh?" Xiaoxian didn't understand, what he was asking was why the ghosts in the ghost town still wondered why they liked freedom and happiness, and why the strangers were talking about another thing.

The bandit chuckled: "Don't worry, wait for me to tell you slowly." ”

Xiaoxian nodded, sat down with peace of mind, and waited for what the stranger wanted to say next.

"Hades knows that the group of evil spirits in the eighteen layers of hell have a lot of money and power in their lives, and they have a lot of money in their hands! Hades thought, this can't be a waste of resources. It gives the eighteen layers of hell a special right, two hours a day, you can arrange a group of imps to come to Dream Castle and take them to your dream game. They play it once, and it costs ten times as much as the average imp! ”

"Since then, Hades has tasted the sweetness. Hades also asked me yesterday if I could ask you, Lord Oneiroi, to design a new Dream Game City on the last layer of the eighteen layers of hell, so that you don't have to worry about these evil ghosts harming ordinary imps, and you can also ensure the stability of the ghost town. ”

"If you want me to say, you can build one on the eighteenth floor, and this group of people will have a place to spend. What's more, Xiaomei's eighteenth layer of hell is extremely terrifying, if one is not careful, these evil ghosts will be scattered inside. Therefore, we don't have to worry about their safety, they will take the initiative to care about their own lives. This sentence is a foolproof strategy, you see? ”

(To be continued.) )