A few days ago, while she was exploring an old building in Eternal World, she was attacked by an evil spirit holding a camera.
In the end, the battle ended with the Kappa's victory.
After the evil spirit turned into ashes and disappeared, a dozen soul crystals were left behind, as well as this camera film.
Originally, Miyako planned to take this negative together with other "junk" she picked up to the golden big cat and exchange it for soul crystals.
She's always done this.
But the big cat has been away these days.
Moreover, Zhiwu also reminded Miyako that the Cat Shopkeeper will indeed purchase some props and materials that she is interested in, but he will basically buy them at the lowest price.
Therefore, items that are not easy to sell, or items that are urgent to change hands, are suitable to be sold to the Cat Shopkeeper.
It just so happens that the Cat Shopkeeper has been busy recently, so Miyako might want to try another method of selling goods in the park——
Free trade.
The Paradise Market allows transactions between kaidans, but a certain amount of soul crystals will be extracted from each successful transaction as a "platform fee" for providing a trading platform.
This is also a way to recover the soul crystal from Jixia Kaitan.
If you just give money to the ghost talkers and don't take it back, there's no way such a big force can operate.
Moreover, building a platform is really profitable!
"Zhiwu said, if I can find a suitable seller to freely trade the goods in my hand, I will definitely get more soul crystals than Big Cat... Although Zhiwu is only a little smarter than me, but listen to her
There shouldn’t be anything wrong.”
Miyako regained her composure.
Before going to Haiguo to try her luck, she wanted to see if she could find a suitable buyer for the things she picked up last time.
…
Near the Ferris wheel in the park.
The colorful lanterns were shining high, and under the colorful glare, there were all kinds of weird stories and different shapes happening.
It's like a Halloween show at an amusement park.
The most lively place in the market here is the area for free buying and selling.
Compared to the time when the Paradise Market first opened, the number of ghost stories that haunt the place has increased a lot, and there are many of them like Miyako Kappa, who were attracted by the paradise and chose to stay nearby.
For some sane, gentle ghosts, the world itself is perilous, and existing in the ordinary world is a survival experience every day.
Perhaps they themselves also long for a land where order and security can be guaranteed.
Under the colored lights, a chubby little boy wearing a bamboo hat and a monk's robe deftly walked through various strange stories.
He has a big, square head and only two toes on his feet. He is holding a large white plate with several pieces of smooth and tender white tofu on it.
As the boy moved, the tofu swayed.
This child is the Tofu Monk, a traditional ghost talk about monsters. He is relatively harmless and is keen to share the soft tofu on his plate with humans.
There is also a saying that the Tofu Monk will give people a plate of delicious tofu to eat, and the body of the person who eats the tofu will become moldy. If the tofu from the Tofu Monk is not eaten again, it will become transparent and gradually disappear.
But the one in paradise now belongs to the former.
This little tofu monk is not a strange tale born and raised in the area under Takamagahara's rule, but an unlucky guy who was intimidated back by the little canned crab girl wielding a conch hammer and using force.
When the little Tofu Monk was caught by the Little Crab Lady and a few Samurai Crabs, he felt that he had fallen into the hands of the terrifying Big Monster and was definitely going to die.
But then Xie Ji just took him to the Paradise Market, and left him without caring about him anymore.
The confused Tofu Monk stayed in the paradise for a period of time before he found out——
Everyone in this place is very friendly and polite.
As a helpless and weak monster of order, he had no reason not to like it here.
Thus, the little tofu monk began a carefree and happy life of selling tofu in the paradise.
After wandering around in the weird chat group for a while, the Tofu Monk saw a familiar figure——
Dirty and ragged, he was dragging a large mining pickaxe in his hand.
"Hey! Shikijiro twenty!"
The Tofu Monk stopped the "regular customer".
"ah……"
Kaidan, who was called "Shikijiro Twenty", turned around dully.
This Shikijiro was one of the men captured by Kamiyagawa a long time ago and sent to the Aokigahara mine for mining.
But it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best among them.
Although the twenty Shishikijiro were all nourished by the requiem candle together, the one numbered "Twenty" showed obvious differences.
One day, he awakened to a certain degree of sanity.
After learning the news, Kamiya sent someone to send two candles to Shikijiro 20, helping him to be promoted to F level.
Now "Twenty" is the team leader of the miner team.
"Shikijiro 20, do you want to eat my tofu? There is a discount today."
"discount……?"
Shikijiro Twenty was a little confused.
Compared to when he was first sent to the mine, his appearance has changed after being promoted.
He no longer looks skinny, but has strong muscles, looking like a dark iron tower towards that station.
"It's just cheap. I used to have four soul crystals for one piece, but today I only need two soul crystals. Once this basket of tofu is sold out, I will pay the platform fee myself. I have already reported it."
"Why?"
"Because I won't sell tofu anymore. Let me tell you, the candle-making monk has chosen me to be his apprentice!" The young tofu monk said with great interest.
"apprentice……?"
"In short, I just changed my career, changed my career."
"Oh..." Shikijiro Twenty looked at the plate of slippery white tender tofu and swallowed subconsciously, but still shook his head, "No..."
Although most of the monsters have no dietary needs, they only eat to satisfy their appetites.
But just like Zashiki likes red beans and rice, Hannya likes tea, Oishi, Inugami, and the little old man occasionally get together to drink.
Eating is an act of pure enjoyment, from which one can gain a sense of satisfaction.
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"I...save...money."
“What are you saving money for?”
"Take...hand."
By chance, Shikijiro Jiro, who was beginning to regain his sanity, learned that his great benefactor, his employer Kamiyagawa, had a mysterious and powerful ghost called the Foot Seller.
This mother-in-law is amazing, she can give Guitan extra limbs.
The attached arm can move flexibly.
Although Shikijiro Twenty's ability to understand is limited, things like "an extra arm" are very attractive to him.
An extra hand means you can wield an extra mining pickaxe.
When working, you can mine more.
The Aokigahara mine is Kamiya's property. Although the mines collected are not owned by Shikijiro, as long as you mine more, you will get more soul crystals in the end.
If you make too much money, take another hand!
The little tofu monk roughly understood Shikijiro's twenty-something great idea, and shook the big plate in his hand: "It sounds like a great goal... but today's tofu is really cheap."
"I...save..."
Shikijiro continued to refuse, but his eyes always fell on the delicate tofu.
When he came to his senses, he already had a basket full of twenty-four pieces of soft tofu in his hands.
“Thank you for your patronage!”
The Tofu Monk collected the soul crystal and happily jumped away.
Shikijiro Twenty:......
You have to enjoy your work, right?
And today's tofu is indeed sold very cheaply. Let's go back and share it with the other brothers.
As for saving money.
Start tomorrow and save tomorrow.
…
"I bet Shikijiro can't save any money."
"I'm not going to bet with you."
In the group of ghost stories, Tsuruta Maki, who was wearing a white evening dress, stood side by side with Asaki, who was wearing a strange, ring-necked and backless ninja uniform.
The black drone hung above the two of them, its rotors buzzing softly.
The scene just now was watched by the two emperors.
The drone also recorded the incident.
Now, I am really just recording a beautiful life.
The two emperors came to the market to go shopping. There have been no major combat missions on the emperor's side recently, so the emperors lived a very leisurely life. Thinking about it, it seemed that they had not died in the line of duty for a long time.
However, life like this now is quite interesting.
As the power under the Master is being managed, new things happen in various places every day.
Especially the Paradise Market, which has the largest flow of ghost stories.
Therefore, to be able to gather so many strange stories together, the Master is truly a magical and remarkable being.
"Let's go, Saki, let's see what else is interesting." Miss Tsuruta greeted Asaki, and continued to have fun everywhere.
The female ninja had no choice but to follow her.
Even if the auras of the two imperial concubines were restrained, they were obviously stronger than the strange rumors around them.
But the lively market did not cause commotion because of their appearance.
Those wise ghosts believe that there will be no private fights in the paradise, and as long as they do not do anything illegal, they will be safe here.
After wandering around for a while, Ms. Tsuruta's attention was attracted by a girl on the roadside.
It was a girl with smooth green skin, a beak-shaped mouth, a straw hat on her head, and a heavy turtle shell on her back.
She sat upright on the side of the road with a few gadgets in front of her. From time to time she would look at the floating group of weird people talking, and from time to time she would lower her head to look at the items she had put out for sale.
His eyes are a little silly, but full of faith.
"Saki, look over there." Miss Tsuruta grabbed her companion.
"Kappa?"
"No, I mean, what she's selling."
Click——
The drone hanging above the heads of the two emperors rotated, and the camera locked on the little kappa stall, and finally focused on a black and white film.
"Hello, little turtle."
Tsuruta pulled Asaki forward with great interest.
Mimizi had been setting up a stall here for almost a whole night, and finally saw someone coming to talk to her. She straightened her turtle shell, but she did not forget to mutter in a low voice with resentment: "I am not a turtle."
Tsuruta knelt down and glanced at the stall again. Except for the black and white photo, there was nothing interesting.
"Do you want to buy something?" It was rare for a customer to come to the door, so Miyako was full of energy. "I sell it very cheaply. It only has a few more soul crystals than Maomao... Master Maomao."
"Oh? How much does the cat shop price give you for your products?"
"Well...I don't know, it's not here."
"ha?"
Tsuruta smiled and shook his head. This little turtle was probably not good at business.
Compared to the little tofu monk just now, he is completely different.
So she simply pointed to the black and white film: "I want this, what's the price?"
"Uh-huh……"
Miyako hesitated, her eyes twinkling.
If it’s broken, I’m going to set up a stall and sell these things myself. What’s a better price?
My brain, my brain is a bit hard to turn around.
After thinking hard for a while, Miyako spoke again: "Well, that Zhiwu said, this might be quite valuable. I didn't pick it up, I got it after winning a fight..."
While she was chattering away, Tsuruta had already picked up the photo and tentatively patted it on the black drone.
Buzzing.
The drone attached to the ghost was hanging motionless, but the photo turned into a black and white aura and entered the drone.
"It seems that this kind of thing is the relic mentioned by the master." Tsuruta was quite satisfied with this change, "Kasahara?"
Kasahara, this is the name of the dead soul attached to the drone.
Then, a figure floated and appeared.
He looked like a somewhat gloomy young man. He was translucent and his whole body was only composed of black and white with strong contrast. It was like the portrait in the film came to life.
Originally, Kasahara did not have a physical body. At most, he used the projection function of the drone to project a blurry life-size virtual image.
But after absorbing the photo relic, his body seemed to take shape.
Good thing.
Therefore, it is good if power is managed.
Kamiya's subordinates will all take care of their younger brothers.
"Very good." Miss Tsuruta nodded and looked at Miyako again, "Little turtle, how much did you say this photo cost just now?"
"Ah...ah..." Mimizi was still stunned, "Three, three hundred?"
three hundred.
For the little kappa, this is already a sky-high price she can offer.
After all, she currently only has more than 300 soul crystals in her body.
"The price is really conservative. I swallowed that thing in front of you. You should be able to see that it has a great effect on us, right?" Tsuruta smiled, with an expression as flamboyant as when she was fighting,
"Let's do this. While my sister is happy now, I will give you a thousand soul crystals. But you have to pay the platform fee yourself."
"One thousand!?" Miyako, who was still sitting, jumped up from the ground, "Sister, you are such good people!"
"Maki?"
Asaki beside him pulled Tsuruta.
Because it can be put to targeted use, this relic is worth far more than three hundred to the emperor, but taking the initiative to open it to one thousand would be too much...
"Don't worry, don't worry, Saki. I'll pay for it. Master has divided us so many soul crystals, I can afford it." Tsuruta waved his hand, "Besides, don't you think the little turtle looks pitiful? Like this
When you are in business, you don’t even know when you will be sold. Don’t let the stupid kid suffer too much.”
As the gold-medal thugs under the Master of Ghosts and Gods, the imperial guards are really not short of money to spend.
Seeing what Tsuruta said, Asaki had no choice but to give up.
This guy has such a random personality and can't be stopped.