Chapter 27: The Film Market
Li Daochong walked over curiously, and the young vendor was a little embarrassed when he saw that it was Li Daochong.
"Boss, didn't you just sell me the last eight? Why are you still selling? Li Daochong asked.
"This is called marketing methods, do you understand, go and go, don't hinder me from doing business." The young stall owner looked at Li Dao with a look of contempt and rushed back.
"Pony, you won't be able to talk well in a few days, will you?" The sound of mountain artillery came from behind Li Daochong.
When the young stall owner saw the mountain cannon, it was like a ghost, he rolled up the cloth and the small sack next to it, and ran away.
The mountain cannon was stunned for a moment, felt that something was wrong, and casually picked up a hard object from the stall next to him and smashed it into the young stall owner's knee.
With a scream, the young stall owner was stunned and limped to continue to escape.
The mountain cannon greeted Li Daochong and chased after him.
Li Daochong felt strange and followed.
The young stall owner was too quick to run fast after being smashed in the knee, and the mountain cannon quickly grabbed him and pressed him into a dark, damp, fishy alley on the side of the street, where several black rats gathered to nibble on food from the garbage heap.
"What do you see me running?" The mountain cannon was pressed against the neck of the young stall owner.
"Ahem, cough, Brother Pao, how can I run, I just happened to close the stall." The young stall owner quibbled.
"Pony, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." Seeing that the young stall owner refused to tell the truth, the mountain cannon became angry.
Scold!
Mountain Cannon pulled out a dagger from his waist.
The young stall owner's expression, which was still very stiff just now, suddenly wilted like a deflated ball, "Brother Pao, don't, I have something to say." ”
At this time, Li Daochong, who followed behind, picked up the small sack that the young stall owner threw on the ground, opened it, and gasped.
There was a whole sack of soul crystals inside, not to mention dozens of them.
So many ghosts?
Li Daochong was standing next to the mountain cannon, and he also saw the soul crystals filled in the sack, and turned his face to look at the young stall owner in surprise with his eyes.
Although soul crystals are not an uncommon thing, most veterans who have returned from the front line will have some in their hands, and there will also be some crew members of transport caravans, but there are generally only a few remarkable, at most a dozen.
The conditions for the ghost to produce soul crystals are the same as those of people, and the male ghost and the female ghost do indescribable things.
The female ghost is pregnant, but it is generally not more than a month before she gives birth to a soul crystal, and three at a time is the limit.
Wraiths never gather together to produce soul crystals.
There is no such habit, and there is no such tradition.
If you want to collect a sack of soul crystals, it is not impossible, you have to enter the underworld, reach the ghost colony planet, and steal from door to door in the ghost town.
Who has such a big ability?
Therefore, Li Daochong and Shan Pao both showed expressions of disbelief after seeing the whole sack of soul crystals.
Li Daochong took out a soul crystal, probed it at random, the aura entered, and was immediately absorbed by him, the soul crystal was real, and he couldn't help but look up at the young stall owner and asked in surprise, "Where did you get so many soul crystals?" ”
The young stall owner bowed his head and pretended not to hear, and did not speak.
"Did you hear my eldest brother's question? Quick answer. Mountain Cannon retorted angrily.
The young stall owner trembled and hesitated, not wanting to say anything, but he was very afraid.
"The ears are deaf, and it's useless to ask for the ears if you are deaf, so it's better to chop them up and feed the mice." The mountain cannon said impatiently, raising his knife and chopping it at the young stall owner's ear.
"Don't, Brother Pao, I said." The young stall owner saw that the mountain cannon was really moving, and he immediately coaxed.
The dagger that the mountain cannon swung out stopped less than an inch from the young stall owner's ear," said quickly. ”
The young stall owner gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Pao, yesterday I passed behind the Deadwood Castle and saw something falling from the windowsill, and when I got closer, I saw that it was a soul crystal, I have been short of money recently, and I saw that it was something that could be sold for money, so I pushed open the window, who expected that a bunch of soul crystals fell out of it, so I put all the soul crystals into a sack and sold them in the market today, wanting to make some extra money." ”
After listening to the young stall owner's words, Shancang let go of him and said, "Get out." ”
The young stall owner was embarrassed, "Brother Pao, those soul crystals ......"
Shan Pao had a cold face, "Didn't you see that my eldest brother likes it very much, get out." ”
Li Daochong took out five spirit stones and gave them to the young man, "Since you picked them up, five spirit stones should be enough." ”
The young stall owner, who thought he would get nothing, hurriedly took the five spirit stones, nodded again and again, and said, "Enough is enough." After saying that, he limped away.
"Big brother, why do you want these soul crystals? This thing is relatively chicken, and the usability rate after refining is too low, so it is not as cost-effective as directly refining a low-level ghost to obtain soul power. Mountain Cannon had no interest in a sack of soul crystals, and asked a little incomprehensibly.
"I have a friend who is doing research, and there is a lot of demand for soul crystals, so I came here to buy things for myself, and I also want to bring some back with him." Li Daochong casually made an excuse.
The mountain cannon didn't continue to ask, he didn't know anything about learning.
Li Daochong followed the mountain cannon all the way to the west, walked for about twenty minutes, and came to a broken tower.
There are many people queuing up to enter in front of the tower, and two guards guard the identity of the people entering one by one at the door, and they can shine a light on their eyes with something similar to a flashlight.
The mountain cannon led Li Daochong around to the back of the broken tower, although the tower was broken and the area was very large, there were only five floors in total, and the higher it went, the smaller it became.
The first floor is more than thirty meters in diameter.
The back door of the broken tower is where the internal personnel of the Shadow Workshop enter and exit, and there are also people guarding it, and he is a middle-aged man.
The mountain cannon stepped forward and whispered a few words to the middle-aged man, at first the middle-aged man was a little reluctant, and then the mountain cannon gave him a bundle of coins, and said a few more words, and the middle-aged man smiled and let go.
Entering the broken tower, Li Daochong's eyes lit up, the inside and the outside are very different, the outside is a precarious broken tower that may collapse at any time, the tower is covered with cobwebs and dust.
But inside it was a different world, elegantly decorated and magnificent, and the whole floor was divided into two halves, separated by a light curtain.
Inside the light curtain are many shiny counters, each of which is greeted by a beautiful woman.
At this time, there are many customers watching at the counter and choosing the items they want.
"Brother Li, only silver members can enter the light curtain, and we can only go to the movie market on the negative floor below." Seeing Li Daochong staring inside the light curtain, the mountain cannon explained.
Li Daochong nodded and followed the mountain cannon, walked to a huge rune ladder next to him, and slowly walked towards the negative floor.
Below, Li Daochong was once again impressed by everything in front of him.
There is also an underground underneath the dungeon.
There is such a huge space under the broken tower, where the lights are bright, and the vendors are selling in their positions in an orderly manner, and the pedestrians come and go one after another, and the flow of people is so large that you can't see it at all outside.
"Brother Li, this is the movie market of our Shadow Shadow Fang, and there are entrances to the southeast, northwest, and middle of the dungeon." Mountain Cannon looked proud.
"How many stalls are there?" Li Daochong's eyes lit up.
"No more, no less, exactly two thousand." The mountain cannon replied.
"Full every day?" Li Daochong was very curious about where so many people came from to set up stalls.
"Yes, Brother Li, in the entire Blue Bay Star, people who have good goods in their hands will choose to come here to set up stalls, the goods are fast, and they can be sold at a good price."
"The government doesn't care?"
"Hehe, Brother Li, higher-level things are not something that a little minion like me can know, if you want to buy a low-level ghost, go to the south of the film market, I'll go see our boss, we'll meet here in an hour, I'll take you out." After the mountain cannon finished speaking, he went to Li Daochong to separate.
Li Daochong walked along the path separated by stalls on both sides and walked towards the south of the film market.
When he arrived in the south, not long after, Li Daochong saw a banner hanging on a stall that said, 'Sell ghosts.' ’
What Li Daochong wants is exactly the ghost disciple, and the soul power of the skeleton dwarf ghost and the spirit binding spirit is only afraid that it is a bit small for him who is now at the fifth level of qi refining, and it is better to absorb dozens at a time than to suck it once.
"Boss, how do you sell the ghosts?" Li Daochong stepped forward and asked.
"Thirty thousand." The stall owner was an old man with a black face, and his two cloudy old eyes stared at the dilapidated spirit brain in his hand without blinking, and he didn't even look at Li Daochong, and replied in a low voice, as if he didn't care at all about the business that came to his door.
"What? One only needs 30,000? Li Daochong exclaimed, thinking that it might be expensive, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive.
"If it's too expensive, get out, and don't sell it for less than 30,000." The old man replied impatiently, and as soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes were round, and he suddenly jumped up from the stool, stared at the spiritual light screen and beat his chest and shouted, "My Devil May Cry network blueprint, my Devil May Cry network blueprint, no, all gone, ethereal company, I fuck your mother, I have an ethereal spiritual brain, so that you don't have to worry about it from now on, which Wang Ba Lamb's advertising words, all fucking deception......"
Li Daochong glanced at the old man's spiritual brain, and the spiritual light screen flickered, and repeated dialog boxes frequently appeared.
With just one glance, Li Daochong could tell that the old man's spiritual brain was a problem with the spiritual base system.