Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 282: Gong Qiu

A temporary restaurant.

It is made up of wooden houses stacked on top of each other and pieced together. The wooden houses are made of good materials and have exquisite surface patterns.

There is no plaque at the door, but a flag hanging with the words "Fengzhong Tower" written on it.

At the second floor window.

Lu Tong sat alone at the table, listening to the conversation of the monks downstairs.

There are many customers in the restaurant, but most of them are on the first floor.

He was also sitting on the first floor.

It’s just that now that he has a profound cultivation and a ferocious look, no one dared to say a word after sitting downstairs for a while.

Then we moved upstairs.

"Sanzi, where is the monkey?"

"He won't come today, let's take a day off."

"The sun is out in the west. I usually have a lot of work to do. Are you willing to take a day off today?"

"You would be willing to do it if it were you. Yesterday, the immortal leader that the monkey followed killed a fog ghost without casting a single spell, and got ten taels of silver for free."

"Hey! Which sect's immortal leader is so generous?"

"Fajia Sect. This immortal leader is going to kill ghosts tomorrow. Can we go together then?"

"Don't tell me earlier! I promised to know the immortal master of Muzong and I will be at your disposal at any time in the next half month."

Lu Tong listened for a while, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. After thinking for a moment, he turned sideways and looked to the side.

Besides him on the second floor, there were two female practitioners in white shirts eating.

The auras of these two people were ethereal and somewhat elusive, and they wore exactly the same white shirts, much like sect disciples.

After a few breaths, the two looked at each other and turned their heads sharply.

Lu Tong cupped his hands and said: "Capture the Qi Sect, Lu Tong."

The two put down their chopsticks, cupped their hands and said: "Jiuyou Sword Sect, new dynasty, new dew."

"Two fellow Taoists came here specially to kill the fog ghost?"

One of the older ones said: "I was invited by the Fengzhu Sect to help out. Isn't it fellow Taoist?"

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "I have been here for a long time. How many colleagues did Fengzhu Sect invite this time?"

"Nearly a hundred disciples from thirteen sects have arrived, and I don’t know how many more have arrived yet."

"Thank you both for informing me!"

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist."

He turned around and lowered his head to think.

Fajia Sect, Jiemu Sect, and Jiuyou Sword Sect.

Fengzhu Sect has invested a lot of money and invited disciples from various sects to come and help out. It seems that they are ready to protect Aoshan City.

Lu Tong silently picked up the tea cup and began to think about it in his heart.

I originally planned to inquire about the Kong family first, and then sneak into the Kong family to find Kong Lin'er while the city was being destroyed.

Now it seems that this approach is not feasible and other methods must be found.

……

Find goods, compare prices, purchase and move.

A group of people worked day and night for two consecutive days, and everything was quickly arranged.

The wheels of the beast carts sunk deeply into the rocks and entered the gray mist again.

Inside the carriage.

Lu Tong sat back in his old seat and asked, "Where have you been these past two days?"

Zu Wanyi held an account book in his hand. The paper was filled with goods and silver coins, and he looked very happy.

Not only the corners of his mouth are curved, but the corners of his eyes are also filled with joy.

"You can earn more than 50,000 taels on this trip."

"It seems that Zu Mingjing is right, you have never been exposed to Zu's business before."

He was a little surprised.

Judging from Zu Wanyi's appearance, he seemed to be really interested in running the business.

"Of course the ancestral family's business will not be handed over to a daughter who is about to get married."

Zu Wanyi looked at the silver coins, calculated them, and said: "If we walk a few more times, we can start refining the fragrant blood pool."

"The evil method of **** ghost?"

Zu Wanyi smiled without explaining.

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "It's a pity that this kind of business doesn't take long to make money. Maybe this time is the last one."

"Why?"

"More than a dozen sects sent disciples to rush for help. They are not here to die. Can you stop them?"

While speaking, he stared at Zu Wanyi without blinking.

Zu Wanyi looked away, looked down at the account book, and said, "How do I know this kind of thing?"

His heart moved slightly, and he asked again: "If you can stop the monks, what about the Nightless Candle of Fengzhu Sect?"

Zu Wanyi didn’t respond, as if he didn’t hear anything.

Lu Tong was a little uncertain, sighed softly, and turned to look out the window.

The fog is hazy.

Dangerous and unpredictable.

Groups of fog monsters and fog ghosts, although invisible, are definitely lurking not far away.

"Desire Ghost, lure a fog ghost here, I still lack ghost blood."

"Okay."

"Well, does it really work?"

"One ghost, ten people."

……

Inside Aoshan City.

Animal carts were parked near the warehouse.

The surface of several of the carriages was covered with scars, and corpses were placed next to them.

Xiaoxing frowned slightly and whispered: "How could you be attacked if there is a **** ghost here?"

"The ghost of desire is treacherous."

Lu Tong glanced at him, his expression unfazed.

One big merit, ten small merits, it’s all done.

Xiao Gong has been pocketed.

The great merit is still in my hand, and I will wait until the overall situation is decided before killing ghosts and taking blood.

Xiao Xing handed over a storage bag.

"This is your share, a total of fifty thousand taels. I will find you next time I leave the city."

"Is there a next time?"

He took the storage bag and tied it directly to his belt without counting it.

Aoshan City is the territory of Fengzhu Sect, so Shao Xing and others will take the majority of the deal, while Lu Tong and Zu Family both take 20%.

Fifty thousand taels is less than Zu Wanyi calculated.

Lu Tong didn't care about thousands or tens of thousands of taels of silver now, so he asked: "Fellow Taoists from various sects outside have arrived, why haven't you completely wiped out the fog ghosts?"

"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with the ghost cave."

The ghost passes through the cave and spreads to the north, south, and east and west. Gray fog, fog monsters, and fog ghosts mostly migrate through ghost caves.

There is at least one ghost cave outside Aoshan City.

The two parted.

He was walking down the street and stopped suddenly when he passed a bookstore.

The bookstore is still operating.

There is a white board hanging at the door with the words "A book for a pound of food" written on it.

There are two smear marks on the one pound, which turns out to be "five pounds" and "two pounds".

Lu Tong walked into the bookstore.

Looking around, there was no one behind the counter or among the bookshelves.

There is still a layer of dust on the tables and chairs ~IndoMTL.com~ It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

"Boom, boom."

He knocked on the door twice and shouted: "The shopkeeper?"

"Huh?"

There was a faint buzzing sound from behind the counter.

He walked over and leaned out.

Behind the counter, a round-faced monk was lying on a chair with his eyes squinting, holding a torn book in his arms and biting an inch-wide note.

Chewing it very slowly.

Lu Tong looks ferocious and unlike ordinary people.

The round-faced monk was very surprised, his eyes widened slightly, and then narrowed again.

"Find it yourself."

He smiled, saw the money jar under the counter, reached out, picked it up and shook it.

"Ding Bell..."

A few copper plates rolled and made a crisp sound.

Lu Tong put the money jar directly on the counter and asked, "Can the book be eaten?"

“I don’t want to eat people, and I don’t want to be eaten by others, so I can only eat books.”

The round-faced monk closed his eyes and continued to move his lips.

He shook his head.

The city has not reached the point of cannibalism, but if you want to eat, you have to put down some dignity.

Some people take these things more seriously than their lives.

Lu Tong took out a piece of dried meat, supported the counter with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and shook it a few times in front of the round-faced monk's nose.

The lips slowly pursed, and then the eyes opened. The slit at the beginning quickly became round, and finally the light appeared.

He loosened his fingers and the meat fell down.

The round-faced monk looked at the finger-long piece of meat on his chest and swallowed, but did not reach out for a long time.

Lu Tong nodded slightly.

"Buying books, are there any books related to the Confucian family?"

The palm flashed and the dried meat disappeared.

The round-faced monk lay down again, his eyes closed tightly, and his lips, jaw, and cheeks began to move crazily.