"What else can you do for storage? A treasure chest is not enough, I'll see if I can draw a big one." Zhang Bai replied without raising his head. Then he tattooed a circle of moire-shaped talismans around the entire tattoo, and Mu Jing saw that this was a high-grade talisman "Cloud Urn".

The purple "Taiping Qing Lingshu" that Zhang Bai obtained from Nanhua contains the entire content of "Yun Zheng", which records various talismans, and Mu Jing only knows one of them, and the most famous one, which is called Yun Zheng.

It is said that the cloud urn can imitate the clouds in the sky and the change of shape when the clouds rise, Zhang Bai tattooed this talisman on the body, it can indeed play the role of covering the tattoo stupa, so that you can protect the stupa, this usage is wonderful.

It was not the first time that Mu Jing was surprised by Zhang Bai's application of the spell, "You want to hide the token in the tower, right? You used the heavy clouds generated by the cloud urn to cover the tower body and isolate the surveillance, this hiding is really excellent!"

Zhang Bai smiled, continued to stab for a while, the cloud urn was completed, he quickly injected the spiritual power on his body into the silhouette, and the tower body was quickly covered by heavy cloud qi, leaving only a spire like a shadow.

Zhang Bai put the token of the last transformation into the bottom of the tower, and he looked at his new work with satisfaction, feeling that the treasure knife was not old.

"On the last night of the day, we won't go shopping for a while, will we? Zhang Bai said to Mu Jing.

Mu Jing pursed her lips, and Zhang Bai immediately comforted her: "Tomorrow during the day, I will go to the big market in Seleucia, shall we go together?" I promise you to accompany you. Shall we change places tonight?"

This is acceptable, Mu Jing's face turned gloomy, "Okay then! I have long wanted to go to the Seleucian market." So, where do you want to go now?"

"Let's go to the Yingming Bank once!" Zhang Bai pointed to the center of Lujiazui, where there was a relatively low round house.

This house is only seven or eight stories high, and there are many buildings, and Lujiazui, which is fifty or sixty storeys high, cannot be found if you are not familiar with the road.

But when you look closer, you can see what makes this building special.

The main building of this flat-roofed building does not look like a square matchbox, but resembles a flattened oil drum, cylindrical in shape, and the higher floors do not even have windows, like a bunker.

There is a rectangular ordinary building on each side of the "bunker", all of which are twenty stories high, which looks nothing unusual on its own, but the orientation of the building is very strange, neither north nor south, if you look down from the sky, you can see that the plane of the entire bank is distributed like a sun, with a circle in the middle, and a ray of light on all sides.

The four big characters of Yingming Bank are directly engraved on the thick wall, and if Zhang Bai is not familiar with this place, he would not have noticed it at all.

In the end, this is the central bank, unlike ordinary glamorous companies, which make their logos and names into neon or light boxes, hanging high on the side of the road and eager to flash 24 hours a day, lest the world know.

The business of the central bank and ordinary commercial banks is also very different, and basically does not intersect with individual users. Its trading object is a commercial bank, which is a place where ordinary people usually deposit money, so Yingming Bank is more like a bank management agency, and such a bank has no cash or precious metals at least on the counter of the window for handling business.

Zhang Bai came here not for the counter at all.

In his previous life, he came to this place to inquire about the loan approval for his business, and it is not easy for small businesses to get a loan. Some people may wonder why they need a loan to do business? If you don't have capital, you shouldn't do business? The person who asks this question is certainly not a businessman, but an employee who is used to receiving a salary.

Now that you have money, is it not good to eat and drink? Why do you want to take the risk of running a business or doing business? Just to make more money? Then the capital is definitely not enough.

Small businesses have little collateral and poor credit, so it is difficult to get a loan, and the cost is frighteningly high, even so you still have to take out a loan. The bank that lent the loan finally agreed, but it still had to wait for the approval of the central bank, and the small matter of a small business could only slowly queue up.

Zhang Bai came to Yingming Bank a few times for this purpose, and he had to queue up for a long time every time. He just came at the counter to apply for some relevant certificates of the loan, and asked about some information, such as when the loan would be approved.

If you don't come, you can't do anything, but you can't do anything if you come.

However, time has passed, and it is now overgrown with weeds and lifeless.

Mu Jing also saw that this bank was very large, which was very different from the bank that Zhang Bai usually wandered around. If nothing else, there are a lot of zombies around the bank.

Zhang Bai didn't rush in, but asked Mu Jing a question: "If I release the pig in the dream realm, will it be dangerous?" He wanted to release the pig pig before, but he didn't dare to do it several times, because there was a precedent of taking Ma Ge and holding a knife to use the dream at night, and as a result, one was killed and one was seriously injured.

He loved this spirit beast of his own very much, but he didn't want it to be hurt even a little.

"There should be no problem, you just don't pull it out of the dream directly, then it will become carrying the creature across the realm, and the creature will be injured. As long as you turn the pig back into a tattoo and come out of the dream, then you don't carry a living being. ”

"I see!" Zhang Bai was very happy, and immediately called Piggy out and stood on his arm. "Pig Baby, help me take a look, in this big round house in front of me, there are piles of gold and silver stored, if there is, we will go in and get some, forget it. "Zhang Bai is eyeing gold and silver reserves, which is not something that must be there.

"Squeak!"

"Oh, yes! One squeak means yes, two squeaks mean no. Squeak!"

Piggy rolled his eyes at Zhang Bai, and with a swish, he rushed to the top of a street tree next to him, and searched up and down, left and right.

Zhang Bai stared at the pig for a while, and said to Mu Jing: "Have you noticed? I haven't seen it for a while, and the pig has changed a little." ”

"What changes? I don't see it. ”

Zhang Bai frowned and said, "It seems to be fat!"

......

Under the vicious perspective of the pig, the target was quickly discovered. But the specific direction, the pig squeaked and squeaked clearly, and Zhang Bai let the pig turn into a tattoo and enter his forehead.

"Hey, slow down!"

When the pig became tattooed on his white forehead, he didn't know why it hurt very much, and it was accompanied by dizziness. Then the picture that Piggy saw was played back again and again in Zhang Bai's brain like a video.

The line of sight penetrated the walls, and the various floors of the building were mostly offices, with only a few small safes and bits and pieces of wealth. The windowless rooms on the top floors store archives and some unknown machines, iron plates, etc., and I don't know what they are used for. There are also a lot of cash notes, which are useless, and in any case they are not targets.

Piggy's eyes entered the basement floor, the first and second floors were half parking lots, half guardhouses and archives. It wasn't until the third basement floor, in the warehouse downstairs of the guardhouse, that I finally saw a very heavy-looking door, and behind the door was a large pile of targets, silver bars.