Chapter Seventy-Five: Collapse

Early the next morning.

In the lower west area of the tree boundary, in Li Jisheng's decoction shop.

Ten days ago.

Due to the actions of Su Xing and the four of them to burn down the money village, Old Man Li's family finally succeeded in going ashore and got rid of the huge debt caused by buying ginseng fruits.

Although Old Man Li no longer has to work hard.

But the habit he has developed over the years still makes him wake up early every day before dawn and go to run his own fried shop.

There is no other, just because the neighbors love to eat.

Even if he has no debts, just for those familiar faces, Old Man Li is willing to keep busy.

As always.

When Old Man Li came to the fried shop, the streets were still empty, and most of the neighbors had not yet gotten up.

Old man Li took out the key and was about to open the door of the shop when he saw four people with smiling masks and strange behaviors running all the way from the street.

It's these four guys again....

Just like last time, the four of them kept waving the paper in their hands as they walked.

It's like a conditioned reflex, Old Man Li, who has tasted the sweetness, picked up one from it without thinking about it, and took it in his hand to watch it carefully....

Soon, there was another look of shock on his face.

Boy!

This is actually a fruit deed printed with the seal of the soul of Wanshoulou!

In the buyer's column, there is a blank, which means that the person who picks up the deed can fill it in at will.

Theoretically, as long as the person who picks up the fruit, he can live in it according to the address of the ginseng fruit marked on the fruit deed.

Ginseng fruit is priceless.

This concept has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the tree world, especially for older people like Old Man Li.

So the value of this blank fruit....

Thinking of this, Old Man Li showed a look of greed in his eyes, and made a gesture to pick up other blank fruit deeds on the ground.

Seeing this scene, one of the people wearing a smiley mask said loudly: "This is really not my consideration, in case this fruit deed is picked up by the same person, it will not achieve the effect we want." ”

"What should I do, boss?"

"It's easy to do this, we just threw the fruit deed into the wooden house where the mortals lived, and the ginseng fruit rented by the monks, but it was not appropriate to throw it directly on the street."

As he spoke, Su Xing picked up all the blank fruit deeds that he had just thrown out, and looked at Old Man Li: "You just took two fruit deeds, right?" ”

"What do you want to do?" Old man Li took a step back and said boldly: "This is what I picked up, and now it's mine." ”

Su Xing didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party, just patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out the Qingxiao Sword from it and held it in his hand.

He threatened, "Hurry up, if you don't pay it back, I'll kill you." ”

"Don't do it, don't do it!"

Seeing that Su Xing really seemed to have the intention of making a move, Old Man Li immediately admitted it and said with a sneer: "A good man has something to say, I will return this deed to you." ”

As he spoke, he returned the two fruit deeds he had just picked up to Su Xing.

The latter took out one of it and threw it in Old Man Li's face: "Reward you, take it." ”

Smelling the fragrance coming from the fried shop, Su Xing couldn't help but move his index finger, so he looted in the store and took the soup and water.

Seeing this, Da Fat, Shuaiyi, and Huizhi also followed suit, and each chose their favorite food from the store.

After the four of them put the food into the storage bag, they continued to divide the blank fruit deed with great arrogance....

The lower floor of the tree boundary, inside the Wanshou Building in the West District.

"It's over, it's over...."

The ginseng fruit merchant trotted into the hall of Wanshoulou like a mourner, and knelt down in front of the mountain geese, crying: "My lord, woe is wrong! ”

Shan Yan frowned, and said unhappily: "You are also a person with status, why are you so reckless today?" ”

The ginseng fruit merchant still had a bitter face, and there was undisguised panic in his tone: "My lord, this time something really happened, the four thieves appeared again last night, and robbed one of the ginseng fruit shops, and they didn't even let go of the tables, chairs and benches." ”

"Hmph,"

Shan Yan couldn't help laughing: "The thief is really just a thief, he even has to grab tables, chairs and benches, and they are like this, can this kind of person scare you like this?" ”

"It's not just tables and chairs." The ginseng fruit merchant added, "Even the forbidden wooden box that stored the seal of the divine soul was taken away by the four thieves. ”

"Soul Seal?" Shan Yan frowned and said, "The forbidden wooden box can only be opened by our people, even if it is robbed, what's the matter?" ”

The ginseng fruit merchant smiled bitterly: "This thing is strange here, since I lost the Divine Soul Seal last night, just overnight, the streets and alleys are full of blank fruit deeds.... The low-level monks and mortals in the Western District are all scrambling for it as if it was the New Year, and I suspect that this matter has something to do with the lost Divine Soul Seal last night. ”

"It should be."

As soon as she heard this, Shan Yan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

He stood up from his seat suddenly: "Our money bank has just been burned down, all the information has been emptied, and without the backup information, we can't distinguish the authenticity of the forged fruit deed.... Now, the ginseng fruit in the entire Western District will be forcibly occupied by those people! ”

The more Shan Yan spoke, the more anxious he became, and instructed a retinue beside him: "Quick, call all the ginseng and fruit merchants in charge of various regions to Wanshoulou!" ”

"Yes!"

At the same time for a while.

Soon after Su Xing finished distributing the blank fruit deeds, the low-level monks and mortals in the entire Western District competed for the vacant ginseng fruits.

It seems that the resentment of not being able to afford ginseng fruit is vented at this moment.

on the streets.

Da Fat looked at the people who were in the midst of the carnival, and said puzzledly: "Boss, there is obviously a pile of vacant ginseng fruits in this West District, which is even enough for everyone to live in it.... Since there are so many fruits that have not been sold, why doesn't Wanshoulou lower the price of ginseng fruits so that more people can have a place to live? ”

"Only valuable ginseng fruits are good ginseng fruits." Su Xing replied: "For Wanshoulou, the total number of ginseng fruits they have will always be limited.... Lowering the price will not bring them benefits, so there is no need for it. ”

"But if the ginseng fruit is too expensive, won't it be for nothing if it can't be sold?"

"There's no way it won't sell."

Su Xing replied: "The ginseng fruit is linked to the lifespan of monks and mortals, and if you want to prolong your lifespan, you must grit your teeth and buy it, no matter how outrageous the price of the ginseng fruit is." ”

"The boss is right." Shuai Yi realized: "It is precisely because of this that a few of us sell life pills in the West District, which will not be tolerated by Wanshoulou.... After all, once there is a life-saving medicine, mortals and monks will no longer 'grit their teeth and buy it'. ”

"But now you don't have to worry about these problems."

Su Xing took over and said: "The entire ginseng fruit market in the Western District has collapsed, and Wanshoulou is already out of its own mind, so it has no time to pay attention to us anymore." ”

He concluded: "From now on, we will no longer have to be as low-key as before.... In addition, after the collapse of ginseng fruit in the western region and gradually affecting the eastern, southern and northern regions, we can still buy life medicine in the other three regions. ”

As the life pill business grows bigger and bigger, the speed at which Su Xing collects the black silk thread will become more and more exaggerated.

At that time, its cultivation will be promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, or even the later stage, which will also be just around the corner.