Wang Fu and Bian Yunlong talked and learned that the haunted town this time was called Caijin Town.
As the name suggests, there was no town originally, but it was formed because of the population gathered due to gold mining.
The gold mining town is located along the river. In the beginning, only out-of-town miners came to the river to pan for gold. There was a strong demand for food, drink and laxatives, so some inns and taverns came into being.
Buildings are rising from the ground for dozens of miles along both sides of the river.
The alluvial gold in the riverbed seems to never dry up, no matter how many people search for it, outsiders gradually join the town.
So far, Caijin Town has grown to more than 100,000 people, and is a large town second only to the city.
Compared with the Jingkou Town that Wang Fu passed through before, it was just a small sesame.
Some people even mentioned that given time, the gold mining town will build walls and become a city.
But, there will never be a chance.
The big tree attracts the wind, and the gold-mining town has a large population, which attracts the covetousness of the Poli Ghost Mother, and a catastrophe is imminent.
The way of cultivation of Poli Ghost Mother is different from that of other ghosts, and its cultivation is based on procreation.
The Po Li ghost mother can only give birth to children after she becomes a fierce ghost. She only needs to give birth nine times to become an evil ghost.
Giving birth to and raising ghosts is the path of cultivation belonging to Poli Ghost Mother.
"I heard that this Po-ri ghost mother was born and raised by Dai Viet four or five times. She is quite powerful."
Bian Yunlong and Wang Fu explained.
"Poli Ghost Mother, the first child can give birth to ten thousand ghosts, the second child can double that, and the number will double after that?"
When Wang Fu heard this, he took a deep breath and said, "How can we fight if there are so many?"
The first birth is 10,000, the second birth is 20,000, the third birth is 40,000, the fourth birth is 80,000, and the fifth birth is 160,000. In total, this ghost mother has given birth to more than 300,000 ghosts.
"It's not as exaggerated as you think."
Bian Yunlong saw Wang Fu's thoughts and explained, "Poli Ghost Mother is a ferocious ghost after all. There is no motherly nature like licking a calf. Every time she gives birth to a large number of ghosts, her vitality will inevitably be greatly damaged."
"In order to replenish her vitality, she will immediately grab the ghostly creature she gave birth to and devour it."
Wang Fu's eyelids jumped when he heard this, "Good guy, we produce and sell by ourselves, don't waste anything."
"So, even though each pregnancy resulted in more babies, there wasn't much left in the end."
Bian Yunlong emphasized, "The ghost mother devouring the ghost children and grandchildren is also a process of eliminating the weak and preserving the strong. The ferocity of the ghosts that remain under her mouth can be seen clearly."
"I estimate that there are hundreds of ghosts in today's gold mining town."
Thousands and hundreds, the range is too wide, from hundreds to thousands.
Among this group of ghosts, the majority are evil ghosts, with only a small proportion being malevolent ghosts.
Wang Fu nodded after hearing this and touched his waist, where he found the painted ghost-sealing talisman.
These days were not in vain, I finally cracked this hard nut and successfully drew the ghost sealing talisman.
By drawing the talisman paper, Wang Fu's understanding of the ghost-sealing talisman became deeper and deeper.
The Ghost Sealing Talisman, as an intermediate rune, also has limits.
A ghost-sealing talisman can seal twenty or thirty evil ghosts, but if it were replaced by a vicious ghost, one would be enough.
The container is just a carrying object, the key lies in the ghost sealing charm, one is not enough to attach two.
After all, ghosts don't take up much space. After turning into airflow, a fist-sized porcelain bottle can contain dozens of ghosts.
Through these days of observation, Wang Fu also knows that the ghost-sealing talisman is a rare item, and not everyone is qualified to use it.
Qiu Bu, who has the highest level of cultivation in this profession, has a red lacquer gourd hanging on his waist and four ghost-sealing charms, which is the highest record.
Other disciples also had one or two, but few were as generous as him.
It's a common situation for Bian Yunlong. He uses one card and keeps another, and he has at most two.
Wang Fu thought to himself, this Senior Brother Bian is quite interesting.
"Wang Fu, remember, don't act without authorization when you arrive in Jincai Town."
Bian Yunlong explained, "The first time I participated in a mission, I once had a sectmate who was as close as a brother. He underestimated the enemy and rushed in. He was lured into a trap by a ghost and torn into pieces in front of us."
"The town of Jincai is occupied by evil spirits and has been set up as a lair. It is in danger every step of the way."
"We need to work together as a team to come back victorious."
Having said this, he whispered to Wang Fu, "No matter how much Teacher Lu values you, you can't protect him all the time. When he gets to Caijin Town, he still has to kill the evil ghosts, and he has no skills at all."
"The people over at Sanqing Palace can't be relied upon when they are in trouble. We still have to look to ourselves."
Wang Ful nodded repeatedly, this is Bian Yunlong's experience and cannot be wrong.
After the ghosts swarmed, the harm was even greater. A town of 100,000 people was easily occupied, and all the residents, young and old, were eaten up.
Not to mention, the gold mining town has been separated from the earth under the ghost realm of fierce ghosts.
"Also, don't be stupid in the future by making tea and bringing it over. Not to mention it takes up space and is difficult to bring."
When Wang Fu heard this, he felt embarrassed and touched the back of his head.
It wasn't until he met Bian Yunlong that he realized that the other disciples were out on missions. Although they also brought some spiritual tea, they were all in the state of dry tea leaves. They were wrapped in a piece of paper and stuffed into their arms, and left as soon as they left.
When brewed into tea, it takes up space and is heavy, making it even more of a drag when it comes to doing things.
To be honest, if Wang Fu didn't have a light space, he would be stupid to do this.
"Dianling tea is most effective when brewed into tea, but in an emergency, just throwing in a few leaves and chewing them can also help."
Bian Yunlong glanced in the direction of Sanqing Palace, "It is said that there is a secret method spread in Sanqing Palace. Tea is made into pills, which melt in your mouth and are 80% as effective as tea."
Since it is a secret method, it will definitely not be leaked to them.
Wang Fu thought there was another way, it was interesting, Sanqing Palace also had talents!
Pills, are they a by-product of alchemy?
Wang Fu subconsciously thought of the elixir furnace, which he had never tried before, so he threw the Dingling tea leaves into it to see if he could create a brand new 'tea elixir'.
"hey-hey!"
Bian Yunlong saw him smirking and shook his head. It was like this for the first time on a mission. He was either worried about gains and losses, or lost his temper due to excitement. There were all sorts of strange things.
"Senior Brother Bian, since it is inconvenient to carry tea, let's not waste it and drink it for me."
When Wang Fu thought of this, he simply took the tea on the table and shared it with Bian Yunlong.
"How embarrassing."
Bian Yunlong was polite, but he was not stupid. He knew that Wang Fu had good tea, and what he tasted last time was a medium-grade spiritual tea. How could he be willing to waste it.
The two chatted and drank, and soon cleaned up the bamboo tube.
The other disciples also noticed the situation here. Some shook their heads and thought that Wang Fu's face was still too young, so the spiritual tea was wasted.
We haven't started a war yet, but we've all drank it. If we really face danger, what can we do in case of emergency?
"Junior Brother Wang, I still have a few ounces of spiritual tea here. I won't drink yours for free today. We will save some for later."
Bian Yunlong also thought of this and discussed it with Wang Fufen.
"No, I still have some here."
Wang Fu secretly thought in his chest, the tea leaves stored in the light space were enough for him to take a bath, how could there not be enough.
Even the tea he drank was only one-tenth of what he had brewed in advance, and more was still hidden in the light space, but he just didn't take it out.