They rested quickly for the rest of their lives, but this night was a sleepless night for the monsters of Great Compassion Mountain.

In the Dabei Mountain Night Market, bookstores that can't sell one book a year are instantly surrounded by monsters.

They came with a bag of salt, a basket of vegetables, and a piece of copper ore.

Without exception, it's all about changing books.

This flattered the shopkeeper of the bookstore, you must know that books are very rare and expensive in the Middle Wilderness, and few monsters buy them.

If it weren't for the fact that three generations of his family could make some money by renting out the little yellow books, this bookstore might not have survived to this day.

"Everybody, everybody. The shopkeeper of the bookstore greeted the servant happily, taking things over for valuation, and selling books at the same time.

It's strange to say, the people who buy books today don't bargain at all, and even some books with dust thicker than books and can't see the covers, there are also monsters who want to catch them.

The shopkeeper is a qualified profiteer.

didn't bother to ask the reason, so he immediately decided to raise the price and put the replaced things as low as possible.

Even so, the enthusiasm for exchanging books is still undiminished, the profiteers are smiling from ear to ear, and the pig's ears are fanning the wind.

The little guy felt that something was wrong, so he leaned in and whispered: "Shopkeeper, there is a problem, could it be that they buy books for other purposes?"

"There must be other uses. The profiteer smiled and kept his mouth open, but the words reached the ears of the little man.

"Then you—" The little guy looked at the profiteer in bewilderment.

"What's the use of books? Look, they are so hungry that they certainly don't. Wiping the butt is even more impossible, it can only be used as a gift. The profiteer said.

He's already thought through all the possibilities.

"The only possibility is that our pig god doesn't know what medicine he took wrong, and he likes to read, and these monsters come to buy books and stutter. The profiteer whispered with a smile.

"Then let's...", the little guy said in his heart, wouldn't it be better for us to keep it for gifts.

"Don't be afraid, you leave those little yellow books at the bottom of the box, the pig god had better take this bite. The profiteer said.

The bookstore didn't have too many books, and it was quickly sold out, leaving only a bunch of things in the store, which made the profiteers smile.

Later, a few groups of guests came to change, and when they saw that the book was gone, they couldn't help but return disappointed.

Just as the profiteer was standing in front of the goods, about to calculate how much he had earned, a pig demon ran over.

"The pig is big, the pig is big", the pig demon shouted as he ran, and when he was out of breath and arrived at the bookstore, he couldn't speak again.

Pig big in the pig demon is the meaning of father.

The profiteer smiled and said, "Son, you came just in time, look at how much we have earned today." ”

He pointed with his hand, "Hmph, I see that your mother still said that I am a soft rice eater." ”

The pig demon looked at the pile of things in front of him for a moment, and then rushed forward in three steps and two steps, "Where are the books, where are our books?"

"It's not all here. The profiteer pointed to the goods, "I don't know what kind of wind is pumping today, and here all at once..."

"What, Pig Big, did you get the book out?" the pig demon looked at his father.

"Yes, we are in business, and others change books, can we change them?" said the profiteer.

The pig demon slapped his thigh, "Oh, my pig is big, you said you... How to change all the books out, a huge opportunity is in front of you, oops. ”

The pig demon sat on the ground and slapped his thigh helplessly.

"Don't worry, you're so ignorant? I've left a few of the best books. The profiteer said.

"What's the use of you keeping a few copies, we originally had a big opportunity in front, but now it's all ruined by you!" the pig demon had an urge to roll around.

The profiteer was a little panicked, "You make it clear, what is the big opportunity? Is it a gift to the pig god? Don't worry, the pig god definitely likes the few books I left." ”

"What is a gift to the pig god! A new owner has come to the restaurant under the mountain, and the meat skewers he makes have spiritual power, and they are faster than cultivation. But he has a request, he can only exchange books!"

The profiteer was a little confused when he heard this, "Wait, there is spiritual power in the meat skewers, and they can only be exchanged for books?"

When did such a fantastical thing happen?

"Ah," said the pig demon, "otherwise why would those people change books?"

The profiteer's body was weak and he sat down on the ground, "This group of people, they are profiteers, profiteers!"

There were so many people who had just bought books, and none of the monsters had told him.

......

Aunt Pig carried a basket and walked around the tea shop and restaurant.

She brought out everything of value, "Is there a copper coin?" she showed the contents of the basket to the guests, "I'll change it for you." ”

"Go, who doesn't know now, in addition to books, money can also be exchanged for mutton skewers in restaurants. The guests rushed to her,

In Dabei Mountain, the restaurant changed hands, and the news that it was robbed by the son of the former king of the Eastern Wilderness was not even as fast as the news that the new owner of the restaurant had an aura of meat skewers.

When it reached the ears of the pig god, he was working wantonly on the Terran girl sent by the king of the Southern Wilderness.

"What, a meat skewer with spiritual powers?" the pig god twitched, his body trembled, and then everything was boring.

"Yes", said the bald man, "my subordinates have found someone to check, and it is true, many monsters have tasted the meat skewers, and now the books of Dabei Mountain are priceless." ”

He regretted it a little, he knew that he shouldn't hide for the rest of his life, and now he may have eaten meat skewers until he could survive.

The pig god sat on the edge of the bed, and he knew the attraction of the skewers with spiritual powers to the youkai.

Although he is a pig god, if the spiritual power of that meat skewer is enough, he will also be crazy after it.

"This guy actually wants a book. "The pig god feels incredible, books can't be eaten, and they can't be spent as money, what do you want books to do?

The bald man stepped forward, "God, I heard that the inn also charges copper coins." ”

"Oh?" the pig god has a small eye, it is good to ask for copper coins, he has divided a lot of copper coins from the copper mine, and he is worried that he has nowhere to spend it.

But now is not the time, the pig god waved his hand, "Let's try it tomorrow, and wait for other things to be separated between Nanhuang and him." ”

The bald man was stunned and said carefully: "I'm afraid that he will borrow that meat skewer and overshadow the gods in the limelight of Dabei Mountain." ”

The pig god didn't care, "He will leave sooner or later, Dabei Mountain is still my world", but those people in the Southern Wilderness made him jealous.

In contrast, he prefers the rest of his life, speaks straightforwardly, and never hides what ideas he wants.

Look at today, when you say that you want to rob the restaurant, you will rob the restaurant, and you will say that you will take the Great Compassion Mountain...... Of course, I didn't care about it.

Unlike the people of the Southern Wilderness in the mine, they secretly hid some of the copper coins they produced, and then distributed them with him according to shares.

If it weren't for the fear of the King of the Southern Wilderness and the webweaver, he would have flipped the table long ago.

......

At the same time, in the pit of Dabei Mountain, the men of the Southern Wilderness King gathered in a tall and magnificent cave.

A bewitching goblin sat on a stone chair in the middle of the cave and looked at the other leaders below, "Have you heard of it?" she asked.

"I've heard that there is spiritual power in that meat skewer, it's really unbelievable. A small man said, standing on a chair.

If you don't look closely, you really can't see this person, for in the light his body is transparent, but in the shadows he is solid.

"I want to try it, but what I lack most is spiritual power. The man who echoed him had two big hairy legs and was adorned with many animal teeth.

He was so dark that he couldn't see his face, and he wore a hideous mask all the time.

After speaking, he picked up a piece of coals from the brazier next to him and threw it into his mouth.

He lacks spiritual power the most, because this person's spell is to consume spiritual power and spit fire.

"That's not what I'm talking about!" said the bewitching leprechaun sitting in the center, "I'm talking about robbing our restaurant!"

"What!" the man in the brocade robe who had been standing raised his head, "Robbed the restaurant?

The man wore a hat with a flower pinned to it.

He stood all the time, because his feet were so jointed that his legs could only be wrapped around each other like vines, supporting him.

"Hmph, he has always been very bold, because his mother is the king of the Eastern Wilderness. The bewitching leprechaun said.

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