Since the gate to reincarnation was closed, millions of wandering souls have been living in the city of Wanshi.
Most of these wandering souls live in peace and contentment just like ordinary civilians.
As long as you don't leave the City of Wasted Death, this place will naturally be safe.
But the vast majority of wandering souls have no chance to enter the Yin and Yang Dao, let alone encounter big-headed barbarians.
As for those encountered, it is estimated that at this time, not even the bones are left.
Even if I have seen a big-headed barbarian by chance, I have never seen a big-headed barbarian that looks like a big-headed barbarian.
Three eyes, a huge mouth, and a body covered in dragon scales, not to mention his appearance.
Just the unusual aura on Big Tou's body was enough to scare the little devils, let alone a little wandering spirit.
The vendor screamed and was about to run away, but after running forward for more than ten steps, he opened his eyes and took a look.
But he found that he was still standing in the same place.
It turned out that he didn't know when the big-headed tentacles had picked him up by the waist and lifted him up in the air.
Just when the hawker was desperate.
But Da Tou pointed at the big wooden barrel on the hawker's cart.
"This...ah!!"
As he spoke, he pointed at the barrel and his mouth with his tentacles.
Seeing this, the hawker was startled. Fan Yong'an, who was on the side, immediately stepped forward and cursed: "I've blinded your dog's eyes. How can I eat a dirty thing like you? I want to eat Poria Cake."
When the vendor saw Fan Yong'an in battle armor, he suddenly felt calm.
After taking a careful look at the big head in front of him, he whispered in his heart: "Oh my god, your adult looks so strange. Who knows whether he eats Poria cakes or me?"
Of course, he didn't dare to say this. After all, he was just a little wandering ghost, and he was far from being able to offend a ghost like Fan Yong'an.
So he swallowed and whispered: "Jasmine honey flavor, matcha flavor, fruit flavor, I don't know which flavor you would choose..."
Faced with the hawker's patient introduction, Datou waved his tentacles, put a piece of money in the hawker's face, and said to the hawker with a arrogant expression.
"Want them all!!"?(?﹃??)
As soon as he heard this, the hawker immediately beamed with joy, picked up the money and took a look at it, and laughed to the back of his head.
"Okay! Please wait a moment~~" I saw the hawker immediately started to work.
The various flavors are mixed together, regardless of whether there is any odor transfer, and they are all thrown into the barrel.
Just stir it a few times with a shovel and it's ready.
The half-human-high wooden barrel cannot be held by at least two adults, but to a big head, this thing is no different from a popcorn barrel.
He even took the spatula from the vendor's hand and used it as a spoon to eat while walking.
Needless to say, although there are several flavors mixed together, the feeling of eating it in your mouth is ice-cold, giving Datou a unique taste.
When the vendors watching around him saw this, their eyes suddenly became eager when they looked at Da Tou.
When you take out the money, it is a brand new piece of ghost money, not the scattered pieces of paper money. With such a bold appearance, how can it be a monster? This is simply a walking charity boy.
Suddenly, the vendors on both sides of the street became enthusiastic. Not only were they no longer afraid, but they had the courage to rush forward and try their best to sell their products.
Datou has no interest in those so-called rare treasures, but if it is something delicious, he has never been able to resist it.
Beef tripe buns, osmanthus cakes, peony cakes and other tourist-style snacks are all welcome.
Occasionally, when I see some sweets, such as silver cakes, Datou will buy them in large quantities, intending to take them back to his good brother Meat Ball.
As for the checkout method, it's simple. No matter how much the item is originally worth, no matter how much you take, the boss will always leave a brand new banknote.
Before it came, Ding Xiaoyi gave Datou two full boxes of money.
The reason why I gave Datou so much money.
On the one hand, it’s because Ding Xiaoyi thinks that money is a man’s courage.
When you have a thousand dollars in your pocket, you can hold your head high and calmly walk into the alleys with red lights to admire the young ladies standing on the streets enjoying the cool air.
When you have 10,000 yuan in your pocket, you can take the step of not recognizing your relatives and enter the best local health club.
When you have 100,000 yuan in your pocket, well... you will find that you can wear big pants and flip-flops, sit in a nightclub with a high air, and examine those so-called "goddesses" with a critical eye.
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If you are not happy, you can change a batch.
In this regard, Brother Qiu has already gained sufficient practical experience on the road of never returning.
What! How much does it cost to choose an internet celebrity??
Nine out of ten people who ask this question are stupid and have too much money.
I also had an overnight station ticket. I hated the slowness of the train, so I carried the train and traveled 3,000 kilometers.
On the other hand, it is also because I have to spend a lot of money to rent the land, and I am worried that I will encounter some troubles such as making things difficult. Although the possibility is unlikely, it is better to have more money.
In short, Ding Xiaoyi didn't want Datou, who was independent for the first time, to suffer the slightest injustice.
The big head at this time is equivalent to a prostitute with millions of dollars... no, the God of Wealth.
Everywhere you go there is excitement.
Snacks are inherently low-cost and low-profit, but today as long as the boss is willing to nod, a piece of money is enough to cover their income for two years.
Of course, there are also some evil-hearted people who want to take advantage of the situation and raise the price.
Then I'm sorry, Fan Yongan can't control it if he's generous.
But if you want to play tricks with the big head, hehe, the group of little ghosts behind Fan Yongan who are gearing up will make you understand that being a ghost also requires a conscience.
Such noisy movement naturally attracted the attention of many people.
In a restaurant not far away, several noble men in rich clothes were sipping the fine wine in their hands, hugging the singer, and they were so happy.
One of the young men with green hair was in high spirits and raised his glass: "At this moment, I want to recite a poem..."
"good!"
Everyone applauded.
However, before he could speak, he suddenly heard a noise below, and the guests at the table all looked downstairs.
Not knowing what they saw, everyone couldn't help but point and started discussing in awe.
Seeing this, the green-haired young man's face darkened, wondering who had stolen his limelight.
He stood up and looked down. He couldn't help but rub his eyelids, and for a while he wondered if he had been deceived.
I saw a plump, big-headed brute walking on the street.
Pedestrians around him tried to avoid it, but the vendors rushed in one by one with their heads high.
Big-headed barbarians are not a rare thing, there are many of them in Yin and Yang Dao.
Oh, it may be a bit scarce recently, after all, a large batch was caught last time.
But this was the first time they saw a big-headed man walking around the city in vain.
This is equivalent to the fact that in reality, when you see a lion walking on the street, not only is it not knocked down by the urban management and sent to the zoo, but it is also sitting on the food street to taste delicious food.
Someone sent the waiter down to find out the reason.
After a while, the waiter ran upstairs and told what happened. Everyone was even more surprised.
"Let's go and have a look!"
These young masters, with their background backgrounds, are all shady and noble, so how can they be afraid of big-headed barbarians?
I rushed downstairs impromptuly.
"Hey, you guys..."
Seeing that the friend he had invited to the banquet left just as he said, the green-haired young man's face suddenly turned ugly.
He had been thinking about this poem for several months. He finally thought about it and was about to show off his poems in front of these friends. Unexpectedly, before he could say a word, everyone left.
"Boring!"
He threw the wine glass away, stood up and followed him downstairs.
Da Tou bought a lot of things along the way and held a small notebook in his hand.
It has the names of Shuang'er and the others written on it. If you look closely, you can see that even the fat ones are there.
Obviously I plan to buy some gifts for everyone back home.
The vendors around him were bringing things in front of it one by one, and for a moment it was almost hard to see it.
At this time, Datou suddenly stopped looking, and his eyes couldn't help but see in the far corner, a little girl dressed in rags, huddled in the crack of the wall with dirty hair and a disheveled face.
He looked skinny and didn't even have shoes on his feet.
Seeing this, I was startled, and suddenly I remembered that Ding Xiaoyi once mentioned a little girl who bought cigarettes barefoot.
Thinking of this, the big head waved his tentacles, gently pushed the crowd away, and put the big face between the cracks in the wall.
Suddenly the little girl's face turned pale, obviously frightened by the big-headed appearance.
"Sir, don't worry about her. There are too many such poor people in the city who have died in vain. They don't even have shoes. In a few years, they will become confused and become walking zombies, and finally disappear."
Fan Yongan whispered from the side.
It's not that he is cruel, but he has seen this kind of thing too much, and he will be soft-hearted at first, but as time goes by, he will become numb.
But Da Tou didn't seem to hear it. Seeing her shivering in the corner, a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.
The scary big face, in the eyes of the little girl, suddenly transformed into a fair and fat doll.
He walked up to the little girl with a silly smile on his face.
"for you!"
I saw the fat baby taking out a thick stack of money and a lot of food from his belly pocket.
The girl was startled, then looked at the white steamed buns in the fat baby's hands, and swallowed involuntarily.
He stretched out his trembling little hands, took the buns from the fat baby's hand, put them in his mouth and started eating.
Seeing this, Datou couldn't help but think of the time when he didn't meet Ding Xiaoyi.
The time when I hid in the cold woods every day, picking up bones in the woods and chewing on them.
During that time, the sky was dark and the trees were dark. A weak big-headed barbarian, after being bullied by other ghosts of Yin and Yang Dao, walked aimlessly to the edge of the underworld with its hungry big head on its head.
It was also there that it met Xiao Yi. During that time, the sky began to dawn and life seemed to be filled with new vitality.
I don't know why, but when I thought of this, the bridge of my nose felt sour, and I reached out and stuffed a thick stack of money into the girl's pocket.
When the little girl was still at a loss, she turned around and left.
Fan Yongan, who was standing behind, saw this and twitched his lips. He was about to dissuade him, but after thinking about it, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he held back and did not speak.
However, after walking a few steps, Big Head suddenly heard a scream from behind.
Datou's expression suddenly changed, he turned around and quickly rushed back to the crack in the wall to take a look.
The girl just now had fallen to the ground, and she saw several dark figures surrounding her, holding the money they had just snatched.
When he saw the girl lying on the ground, curled up and holding a white steamed bun tightly in her hand.
