Qin Yang felt a twinge of pain when he remembered that twenty-three incense sticks were gone. There are mass graves in the west of Qinglin City, and there are also tombs that have existed for at least thousands of years. There are many ghosts. The monks who control ghosts and raise them are actually
Quite a few, spiritual incense is in short supply.
To make a handful of spiritual incense, from the time of importing the materials, to finishing the work, rubbing the incense, and then drying and curing it in the shade, even if you are good at craftsmanship, it will take at least a month to produce the finished product. A handful of one hundred and one-grade spiritual stones will be priced at the same price. This is a grocery store.
The high-end products here are the things that carry the weight.
In the blink of an eye, more than two thousand souls were gone, and Qin Yang's heart trembled with pain...
After a little calculation, almost a month's profit was lost.
Coupled with the bodhi incense mixed in the spiritual incense, the profit in forty days is gone...
Now looking at the pile of ghosts lying on the ground, Qin Yang couldn't help but get angry and wanted to kill these ghosts...
It's a pity that this is just a thought. Spiritual incense is indeed good for ghosts. Unfortunately, these ghosts are obviously poor ghosts. I'm afraid they have never had such luxury. They lit the incense one by one. They must not know that once
Smoking too much has great benefits, but unfortunately it is like being drunk, making the mind dull and can lead to death.
Coupled with the bodhi incense, when mixed together, it has the ability to greatly catalyze the effect of spiritual incense, and the benefits are more, but the intoxicating aroma will also be more serious.
If it hadn't taken a while for the spiritual incense to take effect, I wouldn't have gotten here. The ghosts had relaxed their vigilance before they dared to use it...
"Although the investment is not small, the harvest is not small. The harvest season is here, and the farmer uncle showed his honest smile..." Qin Yang pursed his lips and snickered, while walking in the yard, collecting the treasures stored in each ghost.
bags, collect them all.
After casually opening it and looking at a few, Qin Yang curled his lips.
"They are really a bunch of poor people..."
Opening a few at random, there are only some first-grade spiritual stones in the storage bag, and some low-grade medicinal materials, which are all produced near the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb. Medicinal materials suitable for growing in environments with strong Yin Qi, and are not high-grade.
, it’s only worth dozens of souls at most.
The total value is not as high as the storage bag...
Qin Yang didn't bother to look anymore. After putting them all away, he took out an urn from his storage bag. The urn was gray and covered with a layer of dust. It looked very inconspicuous, but this
It's a medium-grade magical artifact, the best one in Qin Yang's hands.
It was also bought from the previous equipment. It is called the urn of the old ghost. It has no other function except to hold ghosts. I have visited the mass grave before and caught some ghosts. Unfortunately, the price of the ghosts is too low.
If you don’t earn enough money for hard work, if you want to catch ghost soldiers, you can only enter the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb. The risk is too high. In the end, the urn can only be placed in a storage bag to collect ashes...
Unexpectedly, this time it would be of great use...
"The average price of low-level ghost soldiers is fifty-one souls, the average price of mid-level ghost soldiers is two hundred, and the average price of high-level ghost soldiers is five hundred..." Qin Yang muttered something while picking up ghost soldiers on the ground and throwing them into the urn.
After throwing all the ghosts in the yard into the urn, after calculating the total price, I couldn't help but smile.
"I made a lot of money this time..."
I walked back to the backyard and looked at the female ghost sleeping soundly on the bed, sighing with regret on her face.
It's a pity that this female ghost has already reached the realm of ghost soldiers. When she wakes up, the ashes altar may not be able to contain it. In addition, there are more than 200 ghost soldiers with different strengths inside, and they will definitely be able to break out of the altar. When the time comes, I will
game over……
A ghost soldier, and a ghost soldier who is almost like a living person and obviously has excellent qualifications, starts with at least three thousand and one spirit...
Pity……
Qin Yang secretly thought it was a pity, while he took the female ghost and put it aside, a storage bag like an embroidered purse, then wrote a note and put it on the table, and walked out without looking back.
You can live longer if you stop it in moderation. If you are too greedy, it may really kill you.
After walking out of the manor, there were some ghosts sleeping on the ground at the door. Their strength was too low, and Qin Yang was too lazy to take them in. He lit a stick of incense, and after the smoke enveloped him, he took steps and ran towards the outside in big strides.
go.
Not long after, the mist floated, and the manor behind him disappeared. In its place, there was a gloomy and weird tomb, with stone beasts guarding it on the left and right. The door of the tomb in front was open. Follow the door out, and after walking for more than ten feet,
The long tomb passage finally returned to the ground.
At this time, when I looked back, I saw a small archway with a height of 10 feet on the tomb, with the three characters "Tomb of De Fei" written on it.
"Concubine De?" Qin Yang was slightly startled, thinking to himself that there is no mortal country within three thousand miles around Qinglin City. Whose concubine is Concubine De?
As soon as this thought passed by, Qin Yang threw it behind him and left quickly. When he walked to the edge of Yinhuai Ghost Tomb, he randomly found an open space and buried his two previous clients here.
After completing all this, Qin Yang hurriedly left the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb and followed the path back to Qinglin City.
This time, he did not go back directly to the west of the city, but took a detour to the south of the city and came to a remote coffin shop.
"Old Hei Gui, take delivery." He shouted lowly, and saw an old man wearing a shroud with a gloomy face walking out from behind. His whole body was filled with gloomy aura, and he didn't look like a living person at all.
However, Qin Yang was very clear in his heart. It is said that this old ghost has maintained this look of about to step into the coffin for decades. It is said that decades ago, this old ghost had already put on a shroud and given himself a
After building the coffin, we are waiting to die...
It's a pity that after decades, this old ghost still looks like this, and everyone is no longer surprised...
I came to see this old ghost this time because this old ghost is a second-tier dealer who specializes in selling ghosts and has a good reputation. In addition, the volume of my shipment this time is a bit large. I am worried about others. This old black ghost is the most trustworthy. After all,
If we wait until those ghost soldiers wake up, that will be troublesome...
Qin Yang casually placed the urn on the table, then took a step back and motioned to the old ghost to see for himself.
The old black ghost put his hand on the urn, but within a few breaths, his droopy eyelids suddenly raised, looking at Qin Yang with a piercing gaze, and a sinister look on his mouth.
smile.
"Big business..."
"Calculate the price."
"There are one hundred and sixty-three low-level ghost soldiers, thirty-two intermediate ghost soldiers, nine high-level ghost soldiers, and ten thousand eighty-one spirits. How about a free piece of advice?"
"Deal." Qin Yang calculated based on the average price and found that the price was not outrageous. Hei Laogui himself had to make some profit.
"Quickly, my advice is that you should not go to the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb in the future, otherwise you will die in an ugly way..."