The life simulator of the strange world

Chapter 41
"By the way, Lord Long, there is one more thing to report to my subordinates."

Zhu Qi took out the ingot of official silver.

"A female ghost in the ghost town asked me to buy things with official money."

Long Yuxing took the official silver, nodded and said: "Ghosts and evil things use my Dayan official silver. This is not a small matter. If you do well in this matter, I will report to my superiors."

"Thank you, sir!" Zhu Qi clasped his fists.

Long Yuxing left with the official silver, while Shi Feiyi also left because he wanted to practice swordsmanship; although Fang Hua was smiling, but his face was not smiling, it could be seen that he couldn't bear it for long, and Zhu Qi didn't want to stimulate him.

Back at the residence, Zhu Qi held the sword box and leaned against the wall thinking.

"The way of art must be gone. With Sun Qingyu's talent, after switching to the way of art, he was able to kill the ghost city by himself. It is estimated that it is not the same as the five realms!"

Even if it is only comparable to the combat power of the five realms, it can be called terrifying.

"However, the analog currency has been used up, and I have to go out to kill demons and demons when I have time."

"There is also Fang Hua, I have to find a chance to kill him, but it is a big taboo to shoot at colleagues, you must have a good excuse, be anxious...but don't be in a hurry at this moment."

"And Fan Chengan..."

Zhu Qi closed his eyes and opened the "Sword Raising Book" in his mind, which recorded the skills of sword refining, using the sword as a talisman, and drawing techniques on the sword.

The first sword is the easiest to refine, and it is also the main sword in "The Book of Raising the Sword". Although Zhu Qi cannot practice, he can collect materials in advance.

Resting until the afternoon, Zhu Qi went to choose a palm method, which is a relatively common palm method in Buddhism, "Fu Mo Palm". Buddhist martial arts are the strongest against ghosts and evil spirits. Zhu Qi's goal in the future is also to kill demons. Open Buddhist martial arts.

On the way back, Zhu Qi met Lao Sun again.

"Old Sun, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you doing?" Zhu Qi greeted him proactively.

"Master Zhu, I heard that you were trapped in a ghost city, and you were close to death. I was worried about you before, old grandson." Old grandson said with a smile: "Seeing that you are safe and sound, sir, I am relieved."

"You also said that you are close to death, and it is purely a fluke to recover your life." Zhu Qi sighed.

Thinking of the identity of the other party's local snake, he asked again: "Old Sun, do you know where I can buy materials?"

"Materials? Master Zhu, are you planning?"

"Give yourself a sword," Zhu Qi said: "The Bailian sword issued by our Qimen is a magic weapon, but it doesn't feel very convenient."

Lao Sun nodded and was not surprised by Zhu Qi's words: "Indeed, many adults feel that ordinary weapons are not easy to use, so they will choose to fight a weapon by themselves. I also know some places. If Master Zhu doesn't dislike my slow pace , I will brazenly lead the way.”

"It was the first time I came to the state capital last time. I didn't have time to take a good look around, so I went out desperately. This time, I just happened to be able to look around."

Zhu Qi patted his chest, he has a lot of money, this thing is waste paper if you don’t spend it, spend it, spend it hard!

At night, Zhu Qi followed Lao Sun to the street.

There are people coming and going on the street, which is in stark contrast to the empty alleys at night in other county towns.

"The security in Fucheng is good, there is no curfew, and many shops are open at night." Lao Sun rubbed his hands together and said, "The Goulan Washeli is more lively at night than in the daytime, and the fragrant handkerchief at the waist of Yangliu is more life-threatening than the hook. Mile."

Seeing Lao Sun's aftertaste, Zhu Qixiao asked: "It seems that you are a regular customer."

Old Sun sneered: "I used to be young and strong, I went to have fun for two days, but now I can't, I have no money in my purse, and my calves have no energy, otherwise, Old Sun, I really won't let those little goblins go, I must do my best to subdue the demons." One time!"

Zhu Qi said: "Go buy the materials first, and let's take a look later."

As a time traveler in ancient times, it would be a shame not to go into the kiln to satisfy the curiosity in my heart.

When the old grandson heard this, he immediately got excited: "Hey! I'll take you to buy materials, sir!"

The materials used to refine the sword talisman are quite common. According to the "Book of Raising the Sword", after the sword talisman is drawn, put it in the sword box, and then it can be warmed by the sword box.

Although it looks like a sword, it is mainly a "talisman", so the power of the sword talisman still depends on the user himself.

After buying things soon, before Zhu Qi could speak, Lao Sun took Zhu Qi to the lakeside as soon as he turned a corner.

By the Yangliu Lake, the rouge is fragrant.

Before I got close, I saw red lanterns hanging high in every family by the lake, and the laughter of Yingying and Yanyan came from a long distance.

"Let's go! Go and have a look!" Zhu Qi waved his hand: "Today I also want to visit the kiln, to see the legendary oiran!"

On the side, Lao Sun looked at Zhu Qi strangely, not understanding who he learned his flamboyant manner from.

The two were wearing casual clothes, and they easily blended into the long river of "benefactors".

As the college exam was approaching, there were quite a few scholars who came here.

"Just want to be admitted as a scholar?" Zhu Qi shook his head. Although he has no education, he knows one thing. Going to brothels every day and hanging his head with a bone piercing are two different things.

However, poor scholars have only one way to take the imperial examination, but these young men who visit brothels have countless ways to escape.

Born with different fathers, naturally they have different fates.

Lao Sun was familiar with the road, and took Zhu Qi into a large brothel. Zhu Qi noticed that "Red Square" was written on the plaque.

In the red square, there are already many people sitting, but there are not many men and women matching, instead, it is the rise of men chatting with men.

"Old Sun, do you like this tune?" Zhu Qi's tone was a little weird.

Four irons in life: Carrying guns together, going through windows together, sharing dirt together, and whoring together.

They were already close acquaintances, so Zhu Qi changed his name to the other party's old grandson.

The old grandson's complexion changed: "I wish you sir don't make fun of me! It's because we were lucky tonight and met Ruhua girl to pick up the guests."

"Ruhua?" Zhu Qi's mind flipped, and the image of a bearded "beautiful woman" with her hair tossed and her little finger picking her nostrils appeared in front of her eyes.

The old grandson didn't know the crookedness in Zhu Qi's heart, and said: "My lord, that Ruhua girl is the well-deserved top card in the nearby Goulan. You can meet for a drink at 50 taels, and recite poems. If you want to stay overnight, you need a hundred taels of silver." !"

"One hundred taels of silver?" Zhu Qi took a deep breath.

How much is your annual salary?

Of course, the people who join Qimen are all because their cultivation path is cut off, or there are other reasons. There are not many people who value money, and everyone values ​​strength and power more.

As long as one has the strength of the nine realms of martial arts, it is very easy to make money.

However, Zhu Qi couldn't help but be shocked by the hundred taels of silver. Those ordinary people who don't want to go to the ghost town to do business can't earn a hundred taels of silver for a night.

Zhu Qi only felt that the roots of his teeth were sore: "Tsk, it costs 100 taels to sleep, so why is it inlaid with gold?"

(End of this chapter)