Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 254 Land Tour

What to do with so many evil spirits?
It doesn't sound like a good thing. If it is destroyed, there are still many land tours outside the city that can be provided.

Forget it, give it to the emperor as a meeting gift.

According to Jiang Tinglin's few words, the emperor definitely doesn't care about his head, and it's useless to bring it over.

Jiu Yuanzi took all the glazed bottles away with his sleeve, and turned back to the old man specially, "Good man, why don't you have a bottle?"

"No, no need." The old man rubbed his hands awkwardly, "Can you stop calling me a villain and a good person? It sounds a bit strange."

"That?" Jiu Yuanzi laughed.

The old man said: "In our place, great kindness is used to curse people."

Jiu Yuanzi nodded, "Well, I guessed it too. The worse a person is, the higher his status will be in your place, right?"

"You son of a bitch, now lead the way to Langhua Street."

"..." The old man was silent for a second, "My lord, you should call me a good man."

Jiu Yuanzi rolled his eyes at him, what kind of virtue.

As he was walking up, Gongyang Yan suddenly let out a snort, "Sister Jiu, this villain has dropped a loot."

She picked up a mending spirit crystal, which was still an intermediate level.

Jiu Yuanzi immediately said: "Little Yang, go and see those people who were killed by you, maybe there are also spoils of war."

The lamb ran up immediately, and she was the best at touching the dead body.

Jiu Yuanzi glanced at the old sheep and his wife, smiled and said nothing, and walked out of the underground warehouse.

Before arriving at the carriage, Gongyang Yan had already run back, holding a diamond pill and a low-level spirit crystal in her hand.

"Sister Jiu, there are indeed spoils of war, but it may be that the strength is too low, so these two pieces of garbage are dropped."

Jiu Yuanzi looked at her very relieved, and Xiaoyang was able to say these rubbish words frankly.

There has been progress, great progress in vision and thinking, and I am becoming more and more capable.

She muttered, "There isn't a single good person in this city, so let's treat them as zombies. If we kill them all, we'll get a lot of rubbish."

"Sister Jiu, that's easy to handle. My gun can come in handy. As long as there are enough spirit treasures, bullets won't be a problem at all." Gong Yangyan changed the gun again and said, carrying it on her shoulder.

Her out-of-favor chainsaw is weeping, custom-made for it, and ends up falling out of favor entirely by adding a gun.

Jiu Yuanzi clapped his hands and said, "That's right, what is required in the trial is to live for three days during the Shangyuan Festival, and then solve the death incidents in those places."

"If there are no living people, wouldn't there be no death incidents? We can still survive for three days, killing two birds with one stone, it is perfect."

Gong Yangyan said enthusiastically: "Okay, let the fake brother pull the carriage, I will put the gun on the carriage, and kill the people on the street before dawn."

"Others, wait until dawn when they come out of the house, and then fight on the street."

Dayang felt so distressed seeing his daughter like this, even if she had explained to herself in advance, the people in the dojo were all fake, and they were just playing games.

But she can only play against each other and have fun, seeing this kind of bloody scene that is no different from a real person, it is difficult to feel that it is fake.

And obviously there is a third item in this trial, lifespan exchange.

Dayang said: "The trial of finding the horoscope of birth date doesn't need to hurt people, you can try it. It can also change your lifespan. If you have old people at home, you can use it."

"The life expectancy of middle-aged people is not long, let alone the elderly. If they are all killed, where can I find the birth date."

Jiu Yuanzi almost forgot about this troublesome thing, "That's right, there is an old man in Wanfa's family, and last time he spent a lot of money to save his life."

"Wanfa, let's change the lifespan for you to take out with the date of birth first."

Xiao Wanfa wanted to say no, but last time he seemed to use the excuse of filial piety.

He then said: "That's troublesome, but don't force it too much, birthday horoscopes are not easy to handle."

Dayang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."

Then I heard my precious daughter say: "Anyway, in three days, let my mother do the birthday horoscope first, and let me slaughter the city on the last day."

"..." Dayang looked at Gongyangyan, the female executioner.

Gongyangyan introduced her mother's skills, "I have already discussed with my mother. She is very good at introducing people to others. I plan to let my mother introduce me, so that I can get the other party's birth date."

"I am very experienced in the marriage process of ancient people. Even the amount of dowry that can make the other party unwilling to refuse is the most ideal plan."

"In two days, we should be able to match 50 people."

This is not a small amount.

Jiu Yuanzi didn't quite know how many marriages Xiaoyang cheated in the last dojo, but judging from the proud expression on her face, she should be quite an experienced veteran.

"I don't know how much life expectancy can be exchanged for fifty birthday horoscopes. Let's see when the time comes. Let's set fifty first and then massacre the city." That's how she decided.

Dayang hurriedly explained: "I'm not familiar with this place. Ancient people are different from modern people. I'm afraid it will take three days."

Jiu Yuanzi looked at her and said, "Really? Forget it, let's just slaughter the city."

"Then what about the life expectancy that this gentleman's old man wants!" Dayang hurriedly dragged Xiao Wanfa into the water.

Xiao Wanfa said in his heart: I don't mind at all.

Jiu Yuanzi thought for a while, then looked at the old man, "Good man, where is the grave here?"

The old man said blankly, "It's on the west side of Homecoming Slope."

"Then let's go there now. There are a lot of things to do tonight. I'm afraid we won't be able to go to Langhua Street until dawn." Jiu Yuanzi got into the carriage.

"Guisunzi leads the way, go to Guixiang Slope immediately."

Xiao Wanfa got into the car without saying a word, and everyone got in too. The old man was dragged into the car and pointed in the direction.

The fake brother pulled the car and ran over there.

On the way, the old man asked cautiously, "My lord, what are you doing there?"

"When a person is dead, there will always be a tombstone for burial, and the year of birth will be written on it. If you copy it down, it will be the birth date." Jiu Yuanzi said.

Both the old man and Dayang were shocked, and there is such a method?

Gongyangyan immediately gave a thumbs up, "Sister Jiu, you are so amazing. The trial only said that the birth date is required, and it didn't say that the living person is required. The dead person is also fine!"

Some people are happy and some are worried. Not everyone wants to increase life expectancy and slaughter cities.

Guixiang Slope is a big mountain, densely covered with tombstones, and it feels that there are several times more dead people than living people in the city.

The old man pointed to the cemetery and said, "This is right here, there is still behind the mountain."

There must be hundreds of thousands of graves, Xiao Wanfa's scalp is a little numb, if copying back all the horoscopes of birth dates can really change the life expectancy, how much would it be?
It must have existed for thousands of years.

And there are so many, when will it be copied.

Jiu Yuanzi said: "Xiao Yang, take your parents and take a picture of the tombstone with your mobile phone, remember the name and take it with you, birthday alone is not enough."

"Sister Jiu, I know." Gongyangyan took out her mobile phone, called her parents to take out their mobile phones, and began to take pictures of the names and birthdays on the tombstone.

Lao Yang doesn't know what his wife means, and the two of them can't transmit sound, and they can't send text messages without a mobile phone signal.

In order to make his daughter behave well in front of the boss, he used his ability.

I saw his steps as fast as afterimages, the flash of his mobile phone flickered, and his body passed back and forth between the tombstones as if teleporting.

At this time, he looked like a ghost, haunting the tomb.

"Dad, come on!" Gong Yangyan stopped taking pictures, and cheered on Gong Yangda.

The old sheep ran faster, and Dayang was so angry that he wanted to scold him but dared not scold him, so he could only watch his husband show off his skills.

Play the square ghost step dance that I stole from myself to the fullest.

Ram Danone shot five tombstones in one second, his efficiency was frighteningly high, and he quickly went up the hill.

Xiao Wanfa hoped that he could hit his head on the tombstone so that he wouldn't have to take so many shots.

He doesn't want so much life expectancy or something.

The old man thought they had to copy by hand, and whoever could resist the temptation to increase their lifespan would definitely have to copy for several days.

Unexpectedly, these people did not take the usual path. If this continues, after enough shots, they will go to slaughter the city.

He and Lao Yang were waiting anxiously, hoping to shoot for three days.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when the father and daughter entered the depths of the cemetery, at least tens of thousands of birthday pictures were taken.

Jiu Yuanzi suddenly shouted: "It's alright, come back."

Lao Yang was in a hurry, "Why didn't you shoot it, it's too short for such a short lifespan."

"If you live too long, you won't cherish the present life. You have to have a sense of crisis. You can't let Wanfa's elders feel that they can live for a long time, and then just do nothing all day like a turtle." Jiu Yuanzi calmed down said.

"The most important thing for a cultivator is to have a self-motivated heart. He knows that his cultivation is not directly proportional to his lifespan. If he doesn't work hard, he will just watch himself die."

"You should have heard the story of the tortoise and the hare. The advantage of a long lifespan will turn people into rabbits. So the lifespan is just right. If you increase it too much, the elders will wonder if Wanfa has hidden more. life."

She smiled and said: "You have given everything you have, but you still have to be suspected of hiding something private, then it will destroy the family relationship."

"And it will also increase the desire of the other party. If you are given a lifespan of 500 years this time, what will he think if it is only 100 years next time?"

"Simply saying, why are there so few this time, is enough to make Wanfa sad."

She makes sense...

But those are relatives, so in order to prevent this kind of thing, it is necessary to deliberately give up so many lifespans, isn't that good?

Of course Jiu Yuanzi knows that life is precious, but she has no worries about it, and it's not that Wanfa wants life.

As long as he improves his cultivation, he can live for a long time.

And if the old man of the Xiao family died, Wan Fa could go to the dojo with her at any time, which would be a good thing.

She is not a great benevolent person, why should she work so hard for these people, Wanfa herself does not have such a strong attitude.

It's enough to save face, why bother to be too serious.

Gongyang Yan and Gongyang Da came back, "Sister Jiu, are you not filming anymore?"

"No more filming, that's enough." Jiu Yuanzi said.

Then she pointed to the beautiful big city that was already late at night, but still brightly lit, covered with countless lanterns, and full of lakes and ponds, and said, "Let's massacre the city."

Gong Yangyan put away her mobile phone, put the gun on her shoulder and grinned, "Okay."

The old man got anxious, stomped his feet and shouted at Jiu Yuanzi: "I won't let you massacre the city!"

"Then what do you want to do?" Jiu Yuanzi said inexplicably.

The old man's figure transformed into a short old man only one meter tall, with a cane in his hand, and a red evil spirit floating around his body.

"Eh, land?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at him in surprise, is this guy the land father here?
The ground crutch poked the ground, and the whole person disappeared into the ground.

He ran away.

At this moment, Jiu Yuanzi's mind was full of question marks.

Although she suspected that the old man was with the monsters from Spray Street, maybe he was a well-hidden monster, but she never thought that he could be the land.

The evil spirits have floated out, is it a bad land?

Suddenly, countless frightened birds flew over the mountains in the dark night outside the city, densely packed like dark clouds.

A mountain moved, slowly stood up, it was a person.

It was walking towards the town in the dark.

[Ghost Prison Dojo: Add a special trial, kill the leader of the land tour, and protect the people of Bicheng.Other trials remain unchanged. 】

Gongyang Yan exclaimed: "Sister Jiu, the trials in the dojo have changed!"

"No, it hasn't changed, it's just an addition." Jiu Yuanzi stared at the person who moved like a mountain, and a red evil spirit filled the sky floated tens of meters high from it, floating in the sky.

She said to herself: "If the evil spirit is the blood on land, then it is bleeding right now?"

(End of this chapter)