Chapter 062: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Fifteen: Raising Ghosts

The second hospital of the city is not far from the Temple of Mercy, and it will not be until 0:00 in the evening to summon ghosts, so everyone plans to rest in the temple first, and wait until 22:00 in the evening to pass, and by the way, all parties have also begun to strategize against the possible game of kings.

Compared with the other two, Du Chen's group will be much easier, and they have the qualification for the failure exemption of the 3-day king game, so they are not afraid of the punishment of failure.

"You guys eat something first, I've got something to do, go out for a while. If I don't come back in time, you can go straight to the hospital, and I'll meet you then. ”

Du Chen asked Peng Bo and the others to ask the muscular man for food, and walked out of the room alone.

Originally, Ling Kexin wanted to follow, but was also stopped by Du Chen. Although everyone didn't understand what Du Chen was going to do, they still stayed in the room peacefully.

"If you become the King of Jinwu, then this powerful ghost you meet today will not be so tricky."

Thinking of being slapped by that powerful ghost today, and still having a faint pain in his internal organs, Du Chen knew that his strength was still very weak. Although the apocalypse has only begun, it is very difficult to become the King of Jinwu, and Du Chen needs to strengthen his strength as soon as possible.

"The black cat's hint is to find a packer."

Du Chen remembered the previous conversation with the black cat, and the only useful news he got was to find a man named the packer. Although the black cat only said that the packer was in the human netherworld, Du Chen believed that the person the black cat said should be the Changsitai region.

Out of the room, Du Chen happened to meet the little monk Zijue who came out of Xue Xue's room. Holding a jar in his hand, there was a smell of herbs in it, it should be that the student was hit on the head and bleeding from the previous one, Zijue went to help him apply the medicine.

"Little Master Zijue, come here." Du Chen beckoned to Zijue.

"Donor, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, I can hear it when I stand here." Zijue had seen Du Chen's appearance of killing people on the human skin boat, but he was a little scared, so he quickly made a polite salute, and then stood still.

Looking at the little monk Zijue whose legs were a little trembling, Du Chen couldn't cry or laugh. When I am at any time, I am already synonymous with scaring children.

"Come here, I won't eat you, so I'll ask you personally."

Du Chen bluffed his face and shouted, now there is no time to delay.

"Oh, oh." Looking at Du Chen's appearance, the little monk Zijue was startled, and then ran over neatly.

"Am I that scary?" Du Chen didn't remember what he was crazy about.

"Uh-huh." The little monk nodded, and then shook his head busily, "No, no......"

"Forget it. Do you know a man named a packer? Du Chen didn't bother to worry too much about this matter.

"The packer?" Zijue looked at Du Chen in surprise, and his words were a little unfavorable, "You...... What are you looking for him? ”

There is play.

Looking at Zijue's expression, Du Chen knew that the black cat was not lying to himself.

"There's something to do with him, so he trusts him, and he has something to bring him." Du Chen casually made up a reason.

"Are you really going to find him?" Zijue looked Du Chen up and down suspiciously.

"Of course. What others entrust me to do, I naturally have to do. "Du Chen didn't have the slightest embarrassment when he lied, he had already died once, what else was there to be afraid of. Not to mention, finding a donkey on your own is an important thing.

Zijue was still a little hesitant, but when he saw Du Chen's face becoming unsightly, he hurriedly replied: "At No. 967 Requiem Street, but if you go in the middle of the night, he won't necessarily pay attention to you." Otherwise, you'll have to go back tomorrow. ”

"Alright, you go get busy."

Du Chen left the little monk and left the Little Compassion Temple.

There will be a ghost at 0:00 tonight, although Monk Zhijing said that it is not as powerful as the previous ghost, but Du Chen is still a little worried. Rather than run into irreversible trouble at that time, it is better to go to the packer now.

Although the Temple of Compassion looks relatively simple, the entire Changsitai City is very modern, and it doesn't look much different from the Sioux City where Du Chen is located. Of course, there will be some ghosts from time to time when walking, and the style of the whole city is gray and a little depressing.

Out of the Temple of Compassion, Du Chen found that there were many people walking on the street after dinner, but most of them were followed by a ghost. Du Chen, a person who has no ghosts, seems a little different.

Du Chen ignored these people, but walked quickly to a small square not far away.

When he came this morning, Du Chen had already found that there was a bulletin board there, and in addition to some news newspapers, there was also a map of Chang Sitai.

Try to observe every detail, this is a good habit of Du Chen.

At this time, Du Chen was standing in front of the bulletin board, looking at the map inside. As you can see from the map, Changsitai is a relatively large modern city, and there are countless streets alone. However, Du Chen was very patient, and it took two minutes to finally find Requiem Street on the fine map street.

"Based on the above proportional distance, it is estimated to be about 24.6 kilometers, and if you walk there, it will take two hours, so it seems that you have to take a public transportation."

The average person is only about 5 kilometers in 1 hour, but it takes nearly 5 hours to walk there. But Du Chen's physical strength and agility have already been strengthened, and it doesn't even take 2 hours to rush at full speed.

But in this way, it will waste nearly 4 hours back and forth, which is not cost-effective for the current Du Chen.

Like Sioux City, where Du Chen lives, Changsi has not only buses, but also taxis and subways. There are all kinds of transportation on the ground, and there are all of them here. If you just take the bus, it will take a lot of time, and you have to reverse 3 cars. And the subway does not go to the side of Requiem Street, and it also needs to be reversed. The best way to do this is to take a taxi.

It's just that the currency here is not RMB, but the currency of the underworld, and Du Chen really doesn't have a penny. As for the Temple of Mercy, it is already so poor that he can't afford to drink porridge, and it is even more impossible for him to go back and borrow money.

"Gotta find a way to get some money."

Du Chen pondered for a moment and glanced at a bar in the distance. A dimly lit alley next to the bar, to be exact.

Although it is not a remote place, the alleys are relatively deep and the inside is very dark. A few thugs dyed red, yellow and blue, with messy hair, were spitting clouds inside. They were followed by a few little girls with studs and hot clothes.

At this time, when Du Chen appeared in the alley, he immediately attracted the attention of the group.

"Yo, it looks like we're going to have meat today." One of the yellow-haired thugs reached out and grabbed a baseball bat, and yelled at Du Chen viciously, "Boy, hand over all the money, or you will crawl back today." ”

"These people aren't followed by ghosts?"

Du Chen ignored the clamor of the gangsters, but found that behind these gangsters, there were no ghosts of ordinary residents to follow.

"Hey, what are you looking at, don't hand over the money quickly." Several little sisters also shouted, carrying beer bottles in their hands, making a gesture to smash Du Chen.

Bang, bang, bang.

The alley suddenly resounded with a series of fights and wails, and occasionally there were many begging for mercy, and even women screaming and begging for mercy.

For these people, Du Chen did not have the slightest softness, and men and women beat them all indiscriminately.

"So little?"

Holding a few wrinkled Netherworld coins, several of which together were only 100 yuan, Du Chen couldn't help but frown and looked at the six people who fell to the ground behind him and wailed.

Du Chen had already inquired just now, and the purchasing power of the Netherworld Coin was about the same as the money he used in Suzhou City. If you take a taxi from here, if there is no traffic jam, 70 yuan is about the same. Although there is a traffic jam, 100 yuan is more than enough. The key is the money back, and Du Chen is not enough.

"No matter, go over first."

Du Chen was in a hurry to find the packer, and after walking out of the alley, he reached out and stopped a taxi: "Go to No. 967 Requiem Street." ”

"Little brother, it's a big night, what are you doing over there? It's out of the way over there. "The driver was a bit reluctant.

Du Chen turned his head to look at the driver, there was a long-haired female ghost floating beside the driver, and when he saw Du Chen, he trembled.

"You can send me there, and I'll give you 100 yuan." Du Chen said.

"Okay, I'll send you there." As soon as I heard that I could earn dozens of dollars more for nothing, the driver didn't care, "It's just a little brother, let me ask more, you don't have a job, right?" ”

"You can see that I haven't worked yet." Du Chen also wanted to set up some information, so he replied casually.

"Little brother, I didn't say you. You also look like a serious person, with hands and feet, why don't you go to work? When you make money, go to the temple and donate more incense money, and you can raise a ghost. The more incense money, the better the ghosts will be raised. Of course, that's a ghost that only the rich can raise. But we little people raise a little ghost, can't we also change our luck? Maybe you'll find a satisfying job. If you don't keep ghosts, it's easy to get lucky. ”

The driver was babbling as he drove.

And Du Chen also understood that those little gangsters just didn't have the money to raise ghosts, so the more they messed up, the worse they became.

"Why don't I raise a ghost too?"

Du Chen suddenly had such an idea in his heart.

Thanks: mhtm11, Xiaoyao % crying, chasing a deer through the sky, three book friends for the reward.

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