When everyone said and thought of this, they were silent.

Including all the monks, they also made their own calculations and heard the conversation of the four city lords.

But they didn't see anything on their faces, but looked respectful and respectful, like pilgrims, with a hint of longing for the future and miracles in their unwavering eyes.

When Zhang Feng saw such a scene, he thought left and right, and it seemed to be similar to what he had guessed.

Human affection is what people have when they are alive.

When people die, where do they get so many favors and rules.

Look at the monks outside the house.

Zhang Feng slowly poured the tea that had just been warmed, and his spiritual sense swept towards these monks, finding that they did not have the slightest malice towards him.

If there is, it is also that this person's strength and mind are too low, and it is completely negligible.

But if this person who has malicious intentions towards himself improves his strength in the future, then he will find out, and he will not be able to escape.

"If you don't have any suggestions." Zhang Feng poured a good tea and pushed it towards the three city lords, "I won't talk about the grievances with the west city lord of the ghost city." And after that, I was ready to leave the ghost town and go back. In the future, how to decide the position of the Lord of the West City has nothing to do with me. ”

Is that true? When the East City Lord heard Zhang Feng's words, he almost blurted out, and wanted to ask Zhang Feng if he was really willing to give up the position of West City Lord?

You must know that the Lord of the West City is in the ghost city, which is equivalent to one of the four feudal ambassadors, and he also has a quarter of the control of the 'ghost city spirit vein'.

Such rights, and benefits, made the monks in the ghost town break their heads and want to get them.

But why did Zhang Feng say he just left?

Do you look down on the ghost town spirit vein, or...

Thinking of this, the East City Lord glanced at the other two City Lords, but mistakenly thought that Zhang Feng was 'Yuanying Senior!' ’

They all saw the scene of killing the Lord of the West City before.

There are only Yuanying seniors who can kill the West City Lord with one move, and there are also only Yuanying seniors who will look down on their middle-grade spiritual veins here!

However, the East City Lord wanted to think about it, and when the words came to his lips, he still asked: "Why don't the West City Lord stay for a few more days, let me wait for a few others to talk about it."

The other two city lords also looked at Zhang Feng, with a look of inquiry and concern.

Who knows what they're concerned about is, 'Is there anything this fellow Taoist needs their help with?' Or are you concerned about 'when will this fellow Taoist leave?' Give a definite time. ’

Zhang Feng didn't care what they thought, nor did he care about this ghost town that made them care, but thought of the 'treaty signed between the ghost town and the generals', and then suddenly an idea came.

That is the condition that the ghost town can sign 'refining the living corpse'.

Why can't you set your own rules?

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng said bluntly: "I don't care about other things. I just want to know if the ghost town monk steps into the border of the two provinces where I am in the future, he needs to come to my chamber of commerce and let me know what he is doing on this trip and what he is doing this time.

Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame me for not preaching friendship. ”

"Good!" The East City Lord nodded, "Passing through the West City Lord's territory, it must be like this!" ”

"Before the Lord of the West City leaves... Why don't you go to the spiritual veins to see it? The South City Lord also said politely: "According to the day, this month's spirit stone has been mined, and we should divide this month's stone." ”

"Spirit stones?" Zhang Feng suddenly looked at him.

'Broken.' Mouthful..' When the southern city lord saw Zhang Feng who didn't know the spiritual veins at all, he couldn't wait to slap himself.

Because if Zhang Feng didn't know, then wouldn't the spiritual vein be divided between the three of them?

In the future, there will be no four city lords in the south, east, west, and north, so it would be good to be left and right directly.

"Yes, yes.."

But the words have already been spoken, and in order to reduce the incident, the three city lords still follow the previous distribution pattern, and the east city lord faces Zhang Fengdao,

"On the southeast side of the ghost town, there is a natural spiritual vein.

This vein has been formed for thousands of years, and it is mined by ghost town monks every day.

According to the old regulations, each monk in the ghost city had twenty low-grade spirit stones and one medium-grade spirit stone per month.

The Lord of the West City has five hundred low-grade spirit stones, one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and one high-grade spirit stone every month.

The day after tomorrow, it's time to distribute spirit stones."

'Five hundred lower grades. . . 200 medium grade: A top grade..' When Zhang Feng heard what the East City Lord said, he didn't answer, but first glanced at the monks outside the mansion with his mind, and when he realized that everyone only had envy and yearning for such conditions, there was no extra curiosity and suspicion, and he knew that this was true.

The Lord of the West City is so divided.

So Zhang Feng didn't say anything, don't give it for nothing, don't give it in vain.

Then be a guest for two more days.

..

Two days later at midnight.

Zhang Feng carried a bag of spirit stones and left under the farewell of the three city lords and a group of monks.

And according to what the East City Lord said, he will send someone to send this month's spirit stone to Yicheng every month, and there will be no less than a single one.

And on the way back, the heavy snow gradually stopped.

Zhang Feng looked at the treasure map in his hand, and also planned to ask someone.

But before the ghost town people didn't have to ask.

Because I wanted to ask the monk about the matter, I believe that the stall owner had already asked many people in the ghost city before selling the treasure map, and he had already asked many people in the ghost city, or had already verified some ancient books.

In the end, no one knew what was drawn on the map, so he sold it.

Or, the stall owner is cautious and always fears the leakage of secrets, and then sells the 'hot treasure map' as a fake, hoping to get rid of this hot potato.

After all, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty.

But it's more likely that as the guiding monk said, he basically doesn't know any clues, just a mouth of nonsense.

So, he sold casually, ready to pit one by one, and finally fell into the hands of himself who had the identification rules and picked up a big bargain.

The 'Fifth Order, Epic' level treasure map, no matter what, is the least of the items with the value of the fifth order yellow.

So the premise now is to find a group of professional diggers.

For example, Captain Touch.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and had already decided, when the general came, let him contact him, ask him, and see if he could find a few masters, identify the map, and solve the mystery.

Pondered.

All the way to it.

Zhang Feng returned to Yicheng in the early morning.

Count receipts.

In three days, the matter of the ghost town was solved, and by the way, I also took a bag of spirit stones, a treasure map, and things about this world.

It's basically a lap that makes a lot of money.

Not to mention, just this bag of spirit stones is enough for one's cultivation in January.

But on this morning, when the shopkeeper He remembered that President Zhang was not there, and then brought people to the mansion to clear the snow, he suddenly saw Zhang Feng coming back, but he was stunned for a moment.

"President.." The shopkeeper He was wearing a coat and a cotton jacket, a mink hat, and a door key in his hand, dressed like a bandit in the mountains.

Behind him stood a dozen guards with broom buckets.

"President!" When the guards saw Zhang Feng, they said hello and began to work, working very hard.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Feng asked everyone.

They nodded to each other and said, "Thank you for your concern, I got up early and ate everything." ”

Zhang Feng saw that everyone was busy clearing the snow, and their faces were red from the cold, and when he saw that they had such a hard work, he thought about it, so he didn't use magic to help, but called the shopkeeper to go to breakfast together, and then help them bring some delicious food.

By the way, let's see if the general will come first in the snow, or if Tang Mo and their mission will arrive.