Chapter Eighty-Six: What Kind of Garbage Is a Demon?

Today's Guliu Street is still lively, and even in Lord Lan's Afterlife Pavilion, there are ordinary guests.

Of course, it's not completely ordinary. The people who can see the Pavilion of the Past Lives have some spiritual vision, but the person in front of him has not entered the circle.

He was dressed in a blue hooded jacket, his face was haggard, his eyes were sunken, and he looked like he hadn't slept well in days.

"Master, I'm not here to tell fortunes. I suspect my house is haunted, can you help me? The man in Tsing Yi said.

"Tell me about it." Lord Lan said calmly.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the ground with complicated eyes, and said distressedly: "There is always a strange coughing sound in the closet of my house in the middle of the night, but when I asked my wife, she said she couldn't hear it. But after she fell asleep, I heard her excitedly call me by my little name, that guy practiced Taoism, I suspected that he had lowered my wife's head! ”

Hearing this, Lord Lan sat down and glanced at his head meaningfully.

Seeing this scene, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly realized and said: "Master, you want to tell me that there are gods three feet above your head, as long as you sit upright, all kinds of evil people can't get close?" ”

"No, I think the cuckold on your head looks pretty good." Lord Lan said slowly.

"Huh?!"

The man in Tsing Yi was startled at first, then tore off the hat of his clothes, and said angrily: "Impossible! My wife is Bingqing Yujie, virtuous and virtuous, my hair is fasting, not close to women, and I definitely don't have a green hat in Xiao Tu! ”

He threw his hat to the ground and fled the Afterlife Pavilion in a rage.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Lord Lan to make such a joke." Cheng Hai took out the jade plate.

In his impression, Lord Lan has always been very quiet and elegant.

This kind of incoherent words should be in the mouth of the priest.

"It's a tact, not a mockery of him." Lord Lan explained calmly.

"You also accept ordinary guests here?"

"Everything has cause and effect, and those who come are destined, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Lord Lan's words were full of divinity, and there was already a bit of a transcendent taste.

Cheng Hai heard Xu Qiufan say that the entrance to every big city is guarded by Lord Lan. Her doppelganger can exist in multiple places at the same time, and each one seems to be an independent existence, and her strength is unfathomable.

However, she is kind, and there are few rumors of her shooting in the outside world.

"You can go in."

After checking Cheng Hai's pass, Lord Lan said gently.

Cheng Hai, as before, was about to pay homage to the statue of the master of the Afterlife Street, but suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Lord Lan, can you tell me the name of the owner of the Death Street?" ”

The owner of Afterlife Street is a peculiar existence, although she doesn't necessarily take herself in her eyes, but she also accepted his sacrifice at a critical time and saved Cheng Yiyi.

Cheng Hai felt that he should at least be more respectful when he heard the name in the future.

Of course, if there is a chance to continue the frontier......

Bah!

If there is a chance to intersect with her again, it would be great to have one more big guy to cover.

Lord Lan looked at him for a while and replied, "Purple." ”

"Purple?"

Cheng Hai looked up and thought.

One is called blue and the other is purple, so is there red, orange, yellow, green, and green in front?

"Yes, you can also call her Lady Purple." Lord Lan said.

"I see, thanks." Cheng Hai said respectfully.

The full name of God is not known to everyone, and it is common to use honorific titles.

He bowed to the statue of Lord Purple, and the door to the street of the dead was opened again.

Today's Deceased Street is much more lively than in the past, and there are many people gathered around the scattered free stalls.

Looking at the signboard above, most of them have something to do with demons.

"Collect the devil's head at a high price."

"The Jiangcheng Demon Hunter Squad is short of milk, come quickly!"

"Professional succubus's oil pushing service, sweeping the decadence of the blank sky for you, contact number 187xxxx3054."

"Want to understand the meaning of life? Want to be truly alive? ”

……

"The head of the devil?" Cheng Hai frowned.

Listening to Fan Jiang, the valuable parts of the demon are the heart and horns, how can there be a whole head.

With questions, Cheng Hai stepped forward and asked the masked boss: "Excuse me, how do you sell the demon's head?" ”

Seeing someone come to the door, the boss immediately asked excitedly, "Do you have a head?" ”

"Of course I have a brain, but when I ask, how do demons sell." Cheng Hai said speechlessly.

But having said that, he had already let the Huangquan Dog eat the original two demon corpses, and the only thing left was Meiss's.

But because the Dead Soul Box contained Xiao Ai's Chaos Bead and couldn't be exposed, he left the Dead Soul Box at home. And the head that occupies too much space, he naturally didn't bring it out.

"Devil's, the more vicious the better, I can give you 10,000 yuan at most!" The shopkeeper said happily.

"Ten thousand?" Cheng Hai's eyes widened.

Can this also be called a high price?

The original ghoul was sold for 700,000!

"yes, isn't it very affordable."

The shopkeeper thought he had impressed Cheng Hai and showed his big gold teeth.

"What are you used for?"

"As a specimen, of course, hanging on the wall of my store."

“……”

oh

Is this the value of demons?

"Farewell."

Cheng Hai turned his head and left, no longer thinking about it.

"Hey! Don't go! ”

Seeing that Cheng Hai was leaving, the owner of the big gold tooth shopkeeper shouted loudly: "If it's too little, I can add another two thousand!" Sell three at a time, and I'll give you a 20% discount! ”

After a little shopping, Cheng Hai did not find a temporary shop to buy demon hearts and purify spinal cords. There was no way, he could only go all the way to the Immortal Pavilion.

Today, the owner of the Immortal Pavilion is dressed casually, with a khaki blazer on the upper body, a pair of floral pants on the lower body, and slippers on his feet.

"What's your outfit?" Cheng Hai wondered.

"Well, the guild is going to play a group, so I have to dress formally." The master of the Immortal Pavilion said casually.

Looking at the game page with the machine hanging on this side, the group he was referring to should be a technical term in some kind of game.

"I'll sell something, you can help me see the price."

Cheng Hai didn't bother to delve into it, opened the suitcase and spread it on the table. "The horns, hearts, fangs, and spinal cord purification fluid of the three high-level demons, how much can they be sold for?"

"Demons?"

The master of the Immortal Artifact Pavilion frowned, flipped through it casually, and said, "Just these two horns of the Sinking Demon and this pair of Horror Demon teeth are a little valuable, add up...... I'll sell you 150,000. ”

"Only 150,000?" Cheng Haitou is a little big.

It seems that Fan Jiang didn't lie to him, the devil's thing is so stumbling.

"Hey, hey."

The master of the Immortal Pavilions smiled and said, "It's not that I'm bluffing you, there are two reasons why your previous ghoul can sell for 700,000. First, they are endangered species and have rare value; Second, in addition to being used to make weapons, Katsuko is also used to make works of art, which has artistic value. But the demons don't, they're just some combustible garbage scattered abroad. ”

"Alas......"

Cheng Hai sighed helplessly.

According to the owner of the Pavilion of the Underworld, compared to demons and ghouls, it has to be the difference between a plague of locusts and a national-level protected animal.

It's because it's a valuable demon.

If it's the kind of Flame Demon, a body of scum, it is estimated that no one will want to throw it at the garbage station.

"Maybe I should carry the armor of the Dread, maybe I can sell it for a little more money." Cheng Hai said secretly.

Alas......

It's hard to eat......

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