"This is a hundred-year-old peach wood, made from the easternmost branch, absorbing purple gas every day, and it is a great killer weapon to deal with ghosts and gods."

Seeing Song Ying fiddling with his peachwood sword, the four-eyed Taoist leader introduced it in passing.

He thought in his heart, if there is really a business that can be stabilized, he has to think of ways to contact his junior brothers, come to a Maoshan charm factory, and draw talismans together to make a lot of money, not that he thinks about his junior brothers because of his righteousness and good deeds, but that he can't eat this job at all because he is too tired.

Why is this man so rich?!

If it weren't for the convenience of the supermarket to estimate the price of each talisman, Song Ying would have been able to buy a large gold brick directly for ten yuan.

Who made him not a qualified good employee and didn't bother to bargain at all.

"How much?" As soon as Song Ying spoke, the frightened four-eyed Dao chief almost fell to the ground.

"Fifty oceans!" He raised his hand and gestured.

"Fifty?" Song Ying frowned, the purchase price in the supermarket is only five yuan, if you sell it, it is definitely more than this, and it is very possible to raise it ten times.

Of course, Song Ying didn't dare to guarantee that this product would sell well, so he said, "Trouble the four-eyed Dao chief, bring me twenty first." ”

"Twenty!!" The four-eyed Taoist raised his voice, although there are not many hundred-year-old peach wood, but it is not a rare thing, and the peach wood sword of more than a thousand years is called magical, this thing is outside, a big ocean, even if there is a Maoshan Taoist priest to open the light, it is not expensive a few cents.

He once again repositioned the level of tyrants of the people in front of him.

It seems that poverty has limited my imagination.

The four-eyed Taoist could only comfort himself with this.

On weekdays, Song Ying mostly runs to Master Yixiu, and he still has many questions about the visualization of the Golden Buddha, and he still needs to ask for more advice.

Visualizing the Golden Buddha can't bring him mana, but it can improve his realm, so that he can figure out many problems that he didn't understand before, which is indeed a good thing, but he doesn't know what will happen to this thing in the end, and Master Yixiu, who created the visualization of the Golden Buddha, is even more confused.

But two people, two heads, can also smooth out their thinking.

Song Ying's long-term in-depth simplicity has also caused the minds of several newcomers to become active.

The first to act was Wei Qing, he found the four-eyed Taoist late at night, just to beg the other party to accept him as an apprentice, but the four-eyed Taoist who had always given people a feeling of seeing money and opening his eyes directly vetoed it.

No matter how much he bids, he will never sell his knowledge of the Maoshan faction.

Some people are like this, seemingly casual, but in fact, the bottom line is more inviolable than stubborn people.

At night, although the accommodation conditions were upgraded to one level, there were still six people sleeping in one room.

Wei Qing's failure to seek a teacher just now made him a little decadent, and he looked at the roof in a daze.

"I regret it" said Zhao Hong, "what is it that crosses the supermarket and has to deal with this kind of thing every day?" I want to go back! ”

"The purchase is not over yet, we can't go back," He Dazhuang, a migrant worker, turned over and said, "No matter what is in this world, or money is my father, as long as I have money, it seems that it is not difficult to travel through the world to buy goods." ”

"You're not in danger yet!" Zhao Hongshi couldn't help but struck: "You didn't look at those zombies? If it's really as invulnerable as in the movie, even the surname Song can't protect us.

Or that he won't protect us at all!

Don't forget that our contract says life and death are your own! ”

Her words were like a hammer hitting everyone's chests, and there was silence.

After a while, Zhao Hong said again, "Now the surname Song is the gold lord in the eyes of the four-eyed Taoist, we are just his men, safety is not as important as him, and we have no right to speak."

You see, he can have a room by himself, but we have to huddle together. ”

"That's the ability" He Dazhuang adheres to a sentence, I won't be able to, that is the ability.

"That's a show of seniority" Zhao Hong stopped doing it, "I'm ready to go, this year a man is not as reliable as a dog, I want to gain a firm foothold in this supermarket, and when the time comes, I will buy an atomic bomb and the son of a bitch!" ”

They all know that the son of a bitch is referring to her ex-husband.

A woman who goes crazy because of her feelings is indeed very scary.

There was silence in the room again, and everyone slowly fell asleep in this oppressive atmosphere.

The next day,

While everyone was eating a light breakfast, a Manchu team passed by.

The four-eyed Taoist who was bragging to Song Ying about how powerful he was at the beginning immediately stood up: "Acquaintance!" ”

Sure enough, a very decent Taoist priest got out of the car and bowed to the four eyes, "Senior brother!" ”

"Chizuru, ...... are you?"

The Manchu team, wearing iron armor and carrying a treasure knife at his waist, although the government has stepped down and the era of the Republic of China has arrived, but after all, it is a royal family, and it has not ended so completely.

At the front of the procession were four sword-wielding guards, followed by a carriage on which lay a gold-painted coffin covered with incantations.

Just one glance and it feels eerie.

In the back was a small sedan chair carried by four men, on which sat a boy.

Finally, a group of guards followed.

"This is the death of the prince of the frontier, and I will send the body back to the royal mausoleum for burial."

"You're too old-fashioned!" Simu shook his head, "I see that the yin qi on the coffin is very heavy, it should have been a corpse, you should have cremated the corpse cleanly." ”

"This is the royal family, and it must not be cremated halfway" Qianhe Dao Chang shook his head with a straight face, "I have run out of glutinous rice, I want to find you to get some more, senior brother." ”

"This is easy to say" The four-eyed Taoist asked his apprentice to bring a jar of glutinous rice, and the two brothers exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and then separated.

In the eyes of the four-eyed Daoist and others, this was just an ordinary encounter, but for Song Ying and the others, it meant that an extremely powerful zombie was about to break out of the coffin!

Adhering to the idea that more things are better than less, Song Ying got up and said, "Now that we have the help of the charm, we can also go on the road, so let's not disturb the Qing cultivation of the four-eyed Taoist first." ”

"You haven't taken that peachwood sword yet," said the four-eyed Michicho.

"We'll be back in a few days."

The others were very obedient, quickly packed their luggage, and the two tall horses led everyone in the opposite direction to the zombie boss.

Looking at the people who were leaving quickly, Simu scratched his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

Can you not hurry up and run? There will be zombies in the back, the four-eyed mana is superb, a zombie may not be a problem, but the newcomers under Song Ying's hands are ordinary people, and they have no power to resist in the face of zombies.

The horses ran very fast, pulling everyone through the woods, and soon a relatively prosperous town appeared in front of them.

Throwing the location of the four-eyed Taoist far away, several people were also relieved.

"We'll be in town for a few days, and when it's almost time, we'll go back and get the peachwood sword and go back to the supermarket."

Song Ying opened his mouth, and of course several people had no objections.