Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 283
A temporary restaurant.

It is made up of wooden houses stacked and pieced together. The wooden houses are made of good materials and the surface is exquisitely decorated.

There is no plaque at the door, but a banner with the words "Building in the Wind" is hung.

At the window on the second floor.

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 his cultivation base is deep and his face is fierce, no one dared to speak out after sitting downstairs for a while.

Only then did he move upstairs.

"Third son, where's the monkey?"

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

"The sun is coming out from the west, and you usually have work to do, so why don't you take a day off today?"

"You would be willing to trade it for you. Yesterday, the fairy leader Hou'er was following killed a mist ghost, and he didn't cast a single spell. He was rewarded with ten taels of silver for nothing."

"Yo! Which sect's immortal head is so generous?"

"Fajiazong. This fairy elder will go to kill ghosts tomorrow, so we will go together then?"

"Don't tell me sooner! I have promised to get to know Mu Zong's fairy head, and I will be at your disposal at any time in the next half month."

After listening for a while, Lu Tong picked up his cup and took a sip of tea.After thinking for a while, he turned sideways and looked aside.

Besides him on the second floor, there were two other women in white shirts eating.

The aura of these two people was ethereal and somewhat unpredictable, and they were wearing exactly the same white shirts, very much like sect disciples.

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

Lu Tong cupped his hands and said, "Capture Qizong, Lu Tong."

The two put down their chopsticks, cupped their hands and said, "Jiuyou Jianzong, Xinchao, Xinlu."

"The two fellow daoists came here specially to kill the fog ghost?"

One of the older ones said: "I was invited by Feng Zhuzong to come to help. Isn't it a fellow Taoist?"

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "I have been here for a long time, how many comrades have Feng Zhuzong invited this time?"

"Nearly a hundred disciples from thirteen sects have come here, and I don't know how many others have not arrived yet."

"Thank you both for letting me know!"

"Fellow Daoist is polite."

He turned back, bowed his head in thought.

Fajiazong, Xiemuzong, Jiuyoujianzong.

Fengzhuzong spent a lot of money and invited disciples from all the sects to come to help, and it seems that they are going to save Aoshan City.

Lu Tong picked up the teacup silently, and began to consider it in his heart.

Originally, I planned to inquire about the Kong family first, and then sneak into the Kong family to find Kong Lin'er when the city was broken.

Now it seems that this way does not seem to work, and other methods have to be changed.

……

Find goods, compare prices, purchase, and transport.

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

The wheels of the beast carts sank deeply into the rocks and plunged into the gray mist again.

inside the carriage.

Lu Tong leaned on his old seat and asked, "Where have you been these two days?"

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

Not only the corners of the mouth are curved, but also the corners of the eyes are happy.

"This trip can earn more than 5 taels."

"It seems that what Zu Mingjing said is right, you have never been in contact with the business of the ancestor's family before."

He was a little surprised.

Judging from Zu Wanyi's appearance, it seems that he is really interested in taking care of the business.

"Of course the business of the ancestral family will not be handed over to a daughter who is about to marry out."

Zu Wanyi looked at the pen and silver, made some calculations, and said: "If you walk a few more times, you can start refining the Piaoxiang Blood Pond."

"The evil method of wanting ghosts?"

Zu Wanyi smiled and did not explain.

Lu Tong shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, this kind of business won't last long, maybe this time is the last one."

"why?"

"More than a dozen sects sent disciples to help. They didn't come to die. Can you stop them?"

When 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 monk, what about the Wuye Candle of Fengzhu Sect?"

Zu Wanyi didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.

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

It was gray and foggy.

Dangerous and unpredictable.

Groups of fog monsters and individual fog ghosts, although invisible, must be lurking not far away.

"Want ghost, lure a mist ghost over, I still lack ghost blood."

"it is good."

"Well, really?"

"One ghost, ten people."

……

Inside Aoshan City.

Animal carts were parked near the warehouse.

Several of the carriages were covered with scars on the surface, and there were dead bodies next to them.

Rocking Star frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "There is a ghost here, how could he be attacked?"

"Deceitful and treacherous."

Lu Tong glanced at it, his expression unwavering.

One big merit, ten minor merits, all done.

Xiaogong has been included in the bag.

The great merit is still in his hands, and he will kill ghosts and take blood after the overall situation is settled.

Rocking Star handed over a storage bag.

"This is your share, a total of 5 taels. I will find you next time I go out of the city."

"And next time?"

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

Aoshan City is the territory of Fengzhuzong, so Yaoxing and others will take the majority of the deal, and Lu Tong and Zu's family will take [-]%.

5 taels is less than what Zu Wanyi calculated.

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

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

Ghosts pass through the caves and spread north-south and east-west.Gray mist, fog monsters, and fog ghosts mostly migrate through ghost lairs.

Outside Aoshan City, there is at least one ghost den.

The two parted.

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

The bookstore is still operating.

A white wooden board was hung at the door, on which was written "one book for one catty".

There are two traces of smearing on one catty, which turned out to be "five catties" and "two catties".

Lu Tong walked into the bookstore.

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

There was also a layer of dust on the tables and chairs, obviously no one had been here for a long time.

"Boom, boom."

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

"Ok?"

There was a faint echo from behind the counter.

He walked over and leaned out.

Behind the counter, a round-faced monk was lying on a chair, squinting his eyes, holding a torn book in his arms, and biting a piece of paper that was inch wide in his mouth.

It is chewing, chewing very slowly.

Lu Tong looks ferocious, not like 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 and picked it up and shook it.

"jingle……"

Several copper plates rolled, making a crisp sound.

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

"I don't want to eat people, and I don't want to be eaten, so I can only eat books."

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

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 face and so on.

But some people regard these as more important than their lives.

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

The lips pursed slowly, and then the eyes opened, and the slit from the beginning quickly became round, and finally came out naked.

He let go of his fingers, and the flesh fell away.

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

Lu Tong nodded slightly.

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

The palm flashed, and the jerky disappeared.

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

(End of this chapter)