Confession: I am a fat otaku. Why am I crying when a monster comes?

The old man was very happy.

"Captain, that... that is it?"

Han Yuan looked back, "Oh, this is the second evil ghost we cleared in the Ghostless Temple that day. He possessed this small iron tower."

Chen Qing suddenly understood why there was no ghost king in his Demon Suppression Tower!

It's not the same Demon Suppression Tower at all!

The ghost king that exploded in the blood moon still exists! !

And he just contracted the second ghost pet, and he can't contract the third one anymore.

Chen Qing's face became extremely serious.

Han Yuan was a little surprised. He looked at the Demon Suppression Tower and thought about it, but didn't interrupt.

"Captain!"

Chen Qing's tone became extremely serious.

"Is it convenient to talk here?"

Han Yuan's eyes condensed, "Follow me."

Soon, the two came to a place that was as heavy as the treasure house.

It looked like a dormitory, but also like a prison.

"This is where the bad guys are imprisoned. Only the monitoring room can see it. I have turned off the monitoring room and all the power here."

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be a ghost king imprisoned in that small tower just now!"

Han Yuan frowned: "Ghost king?"

"Yes! I've read a book that records a prophecy. The prophecy says, 'The tower eats ghost energy and wakes up. It can hold twelve ghosts. The ghost king is cunning and terrifying. When the blood moon comes, people are busy killing people. There are thousands of miles of bones and thousands of miles of blood.'"

When Chen Qing said this, his eyes were always on Han Yuan.

He had always suspected that the government had already known that the blood moon would come, so they made arrangements such as "community defense".

Sure enough, Han Yuan's eyes moved slightly when Chen Qing mentioned the blood moon.

Chen Qing understood.

I'm afraid the government has learned about the blood moon through some means.

Even if you don't experience it yourself, you know that the disaster is coming soon.

Han Yuan remembered it silently, and he naturally didn't doubt anything.

Nodding and saying, "I understand! I'll take this tower to the princess's tomb tonight to join in the fun. If this tower awakens, I will find a way to deal with the ghost king."

When I returned to the dormitory, there were only the fat man He Runsheng and the monkey.

Chen Qing asked, "Where is Guxing?"

"His soul moved..."

The fat man looked sad and cried while holding the monkey: "Ah... We are the last ones! We are so unwilling!!!"

The monkey pushed twice but failed to push it away, and said, "Try harder, at least the bowl of water moved today."

Chen Qing has been in bed for three days, and everyone is making progress.

Suddenly the phone rang.

The fat man continued to grieve: "The treatment of the great god is different, and there is a mobile phone... You can leave the base at any time... I envy you..."

"Hello, Mr. Chen, all the pig feed you ordered will be completed tonight."

"Oh?"

Chen Qing thought about it and came outside: "Order another 1,000 tons."

"Okay, okay!"

They didn't ask for a deposit.

After thinking about it, Chen Qing felt that he still had to order a batch of live pigs and chickens.

Some ghosts need fresh blood and flesh to advance. Although he doesn't have such ghosts now, what if he has them in the future?

You can't kill people, right?

I checked it casually on the Internet. At the current price of live pigs, 1 million can buy about 500 live pigs weighing 200 kilograms.

Not enough...

Thinking so, he called the bank manager Jin:

"Live pig loan? This..."

Manager Jin was hesitating.

"I plan to open a pig farm. I have already bought pig feed, and now I have to order a batch of live pigs and piglets."

"..."

Manager Jin obviously didn't believe it!

"I am now in the Yugui Army, and some purchases are not convenient for the military to intervene."

"..."

Manager Jin still didn't believe it. After thinking for a while, he said, "Mr. Chen, can I invite you and the Yugui Army...anyone who can talk, to dinner tonight?"

Chen Qing had no choice but to find Han Yuan, who had just taken a shower, and told him about this.

Han Yuan said, "Hey, is it so troublesome? Turn on the video."

Chen Qing clicked on the video and Manager Jin answered.

"Manager Jin? I am Han Yuan, do you know me?"

"I know, I know, I know!" Manager Jin even stood up in the video.

"Oh, that's it, Chen Qing, my brother! He is in charge of the recent purchases."

"Oh oh oh oh oh, no problem, no problem!"

Manager Jin nodded and bowed.

This matter was resolved in this way.

Directly approved a quota of 10 million.

As for which pig farm to choose, the bank will decide which one to choose, and they will have to give some bribes.

At night, Han Yuan's military vehicle drove out of the base.

It was probably headed for the princess's tomb.

Chen Qing

Silently meditating, practicing the seventh Zhoutian.

There are twelve Zhoutian in total. After all of them are opened, the Chengguang Great Zhoutian in the mind can be opened, and the Jingpo realm will be achieved.

At ten o'clock, Monkey, Fatty, and Lone Star came back together.

The training intensity was too high. After talking and making noise for a few minutes, the whole dormitory was filled with snoring.

Another Zhoutian was run.

Suddenly the necklace moved!

Chen Qing woke up suddenly.

The next moment, he felt a huge suction coming from the necklace!

"What is this?"

It's like a call!

Chen Qing seemed to refuse, but it seemed impossible to refuse!

In panic, Chen Qing had a thought: "Painted Skin!"

The painted skin appeared instantly and wrapped Chen Qing in an instant.

And turned into the appearance of another young man.

In an instant, the suction of the Demon Suppression Tower became irresistible, and Chen Qing disappeared in front of him instantly.

This is...

It seems to be on a certain peak.

The surroundings are empty, and the clouds and mist are slowly rolling.

There is a huge round table on the top of the peak, with twelve seats spread out one by one.

Some of the people sitting on it are slim and obviously look like women, while others have snake bodies and deer heads, which are extremely weird.

And more people have a mist on their faces, making it hard to see through.

Chen Qing is now sitting on one of the seats, feeling uneasy.

He doesn't understand what's going on.

The seat next to him is empty, and as he is looking at it, a figure suddenly appears on this seat.

Han Yuan!

Chen Qing almost cried out.

As soon as Han Yuan appeared, he looked at everyone vigilantly.

"Okay, the Twelve Earthly Branches Towers are reunited again, and it's worth celebrating."

An old man spoke in a hoarse voice.

"It's still the same rules, everyone can chat and trade freely."

A woman with a black veil on her face asked: "Blood Moon, what exactly is coming, who can give an accurate time? I'll pay a high price for it!"

"But the Tang Dynasty coin can be gold and silver, it can be spirit stones, it can be ghost beads, anything!"

Everyone was silent.

The figure with a snake body and a deer head hissed, and the sound was like a saw, which was extremely unpleasant: "Do you think that my ghost clan would reveal such secrets?"

"Don't be arrogant! Don't think that only your ghost clan has masters!"

The woman in black veil was furious.

Chen Qing's heart was pounding, and he suddenly understood something.

This woman...

I'm afraid she is a top figure in the human race!

After thinking for a while, Chen Qing asked softly: "I don't know how to trade?"

The voice was clear, but it was obviously not Chen Qing's own voice.

The woman was overjoyed.

"My fellow Taoist, please follow me."

Chen Qing was curious, so he got up and followed.

The ghost with a snake body and a deer head hissed: "We don't know when the blood moon will come, and you believe in a young boy!"

The woman in black veil was slightly startled, but perhaps with the attitude of trying her best, she came to the side with Chen Qing.

This place is not far from the round table, but the voices of others disappeared inexplicably.

The black veil was not thick, but it covered the woman tightly. Somehow, Chen Qing could feel her staring at him.

"Daoyou, are you sure you know the exact time when the blood moon will come?"

"Yes!"

The woman was silent.

Finally asked: "How much do you want?"

Chen Qing didn't know how to bid. This kind of information should be worth billions.

But... how much exactly?

"100 million." Chen Qing said lightly, "and then add the same value of gold, silver, spirit stones, and ghost beads."

"Ah?" The woman was a little surprised, suddenly bowed, and bowed heavily: "Thank you Daoyou!"