With the energy supplement of the hunger quenching pill, Shi Dong's mental and physical strength became full, and his injuries were also healed.

Shi Dong was overjoyed in his heart, and took out the identity cards of the three beheaded monks, and checked them one by one, and saw that the monk surnamed Huang had more than 600 sect contribution points, the monk surnamed Wang had more than 400 points, and the monk surnamed Zhang had the least, with more than 300 points.

In this way, counting your own inventory, the total -

Sect contribution: 1500 points.

Inferior Evil Spirit Stones: 2,000 pieces.

Medium-grade spirit stones: 5 pieces.

Blood Nourishing Pills: 69 pieces.

Qi Cultivation Pill: 68 pieces.

Ning Yuan Dan: 1 piece.

Ghost Pills: 100 capsules.

Coupled with the task he had done for more than a month before, the spirit and ghost materials he had killed were equivalent to about 400 spirit stones, and his net worth suddenly skyrocketed to 2,400 spirit stones, 1,500 contribution points, and 5 medium-grade spirit stones.

This...... This is simply the level of a local tyrant!

Even if he removed the 800 spirit stones that he would give to Wang Baobao in the future, he would still be able to leave 1,600 spirit stones, and there would be absolutely no problem in maintaining his cultivation for a year or two.

"What a fortune!" Shi Dong scratched his ears and cheeks with joy, turning his head like a naughty monkey, laughing like crazy for a while, and sitting there turning a large pile of shiny spirit stones for a while, with a smirk on his face.

When he used to be a teahouse boy in Surabaya City, he worked hard to save copper coins one by one, and for many nights, he had to find out the small pile of copper coins, pile them on the **, count them one by one, rub them one by one, and then look forward to how many meatloaf these copper coins can be exchanged for, or how many new clothes and how many pots and pans can be bought for his mother and sister.

Thinking about it, the saliva will flow down, and the two little eyes will shine, like an owl hiding in the dark and laughing, and several times the guy who gets up in the same room at night will be startled, and he will be scolded for being a money addict!

Shi Dong didn't mind, if he wasn't such a money fan, how could he survive the work of the teahouse guy who was so tired and whispered?

Other fellows ran away after half a year, but he worked for three years, counting copper coins every night, and then hoping that the next day would be better, so he forgot all the humiliation and fatigue, and only then did he survive a little bit.

Therefore, Shi Dong has developed a forbearant surname, and has an extraordinary pursuit of money, but he knows how to abandon the principle of small profits and pursue big profits.

"Willing to give, small to give up, big to give up, not reluctant. This principle of earning wealth has long been deeply rooted in his bone marrow and blood.

When he first started, in the face of Bai Jin's bullying, although he was in pain, he still obediently handed over the three evil spirit stones, pinched his nose to gamble on ghosts, and won Bai Jin's happiness and contempt;

Take this time as an example, if Shi Dong didn't insist on giving Mao Feifei a pair of sky-shaking hammers, or even pay 800 spirit stones to Wang Baobao, he would have to do this, and Mao Feifei would not give him the extra one. And it was because he took this earth-shaking hammer out to do the mission that he saved his life at a critical moment, killed three monks in one fell swoop, and made this big windfall.

It can be seen that if he was distressed about the spirit stone at that time and only left a sky-shaking hammer, the outcome of the matter would be diametrically opposite, and his small life would be buried in this crisis.

Having said that, the difficult life experience in the past has still developed a stone movement, as long as he sees the pile of money, he will be crazy with joy, not to mention that at this time he saw a large number of shiny spirit stones, each of which is the size of a glass ball, and the pile there is like a shining hill, reflecting a bright and crystalline light.

I saw that his eyes were shining and staring at the Lingshi Mountain, his ten fingers were moving, his whole body trembled like a convulsion, and he grinned and smirked: "Lao Tzu is rich!

Shi Dong ignored the saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly inserted his hands into it, "Oh ......" squinted his eyes, he snorted with satisfaction, this full heaviness feels so refreshing!

Then he grabbed two handfuls of spirit stones vigorously, and let them fall on the mountain of spirit stones along the fingers**, making a dingdong collision sound, which was like a heavenly sound, and his face was full of intoxication, and the snot bubbles were almost beautiful.

Looking at this mountain of spiritual stones infatuatedly, it turned into a mountain of gold and silver in a trance, and then into a mountain of fragrant meatloaf and braised pork, and then into a large number of pills and magic weapons needed for cultivation, and finally into the smiling faces of my mother and sister.

As soon as he saw the image of his mother and sister, Shi Dong trembled, suddenly woke up from the ecstasy of madness, and secretly blamed himself: "Damn! How can I be so confused, in a deep danger, the top priority is to hurry up and plan to save my life, how can I indulge in these things outside my body!"

Thinking of this, he hurriedly put all the spirit stones and pills into the storage belt, and then transferred the contribution value on the three identity waist cards to his own identity waist cards, and then smashed the three people's waist cards and storage belts into powder with a earth-shaking hammer, leaving no evidence.

In the process, an unexpected thing happened, a note fell from the storage belt of the monk surnamed Zhang, with a small line written on it-

"Good Samaritan, when you see this note, I, Zhang Haiquan, have already died, and I will give hundreds of spirit stones, please have the opportunity to go to my hometown to take care of my family and give them a proper placement!"

The inscription is: "Zhang Haiquan, who is unfilial, disloyal, unkind, and unjust, bows his head a hundred times, and his remorse is endless." ”

Flipping through the note, the back of the family name and address is written in small block letters, from the title of the parents, wife and children, etc., it seems that the so-called "unfilial piety and disloyalty" refers to the inability to fulfill filial piety to his parents and his wife and children; "unkindness and injustice" means that he must have done a lot of things that violate his conscience in the Demon Demon Gate.

Reading this, Shi Dong sighed, sad and inexplicable, this good old man Zhang Haiquan who was only a promise, really cast the wrong baby and went the wrong way, he shouldn't have cultivated in this demonic sect, he made himself unhappy for the rest of his life, and his relatives couldn't be reunited.

But can he be blamed for this? Blame the demons for not forcing him into the door.

Demon Dao, Demon Dao, it's really not like anyone can stay!

Shi shook his head, put the note away properly, and thought that the address was in Baizhou, but it was east of Zhongzhou, near the East China Sea, millions of miles away from here, and if he had the opportunity in the future, he would have to visit his family and comfort his spirit in the sky, and it would be in vain that he used his spirit stone, but he could not repay it.

"Brother Zhang, you can go well! I hope that in the next life, you can be reincarnated into a good world, and you will not have to suffer such suffering again. Shi Dong said silently.

Immediately, he clenched his fists, his thick eyebrows straightened, and his eyes bloomed with a clear essence, "Hmph! My life is up to me! I won't live a lifetime like Brother Zhang." My future must be wonderful! I must be heroic! It will not be in vain for me to come to the Demon Gate!"

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