Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 6 It's Raining and She Has an Umbrella

[You sell an old garment and get a piece of linen. 】

【You sold an old oil lamp and got a broken stone on the side of the road. 】

Uh……

[You sold a kitchen knife that has gone through the years and got a refined iron dagger. 】

[You sold a pot of multigrain porridge and got a bucket of glutinous rice. 】

[You sell a jar of well water and get a bucket of mountain spring. 】

[You sold a bundle of dry firewood and got a basket of charcoal. 】

Song Ciwan enthusiastically tried to sell various things, and finally when the sixth sale was completed, a message suddenly came out from Tiandi Scale.

It turned out that including the "Eight Fen Hermit Morale" and other items sold before, she conducted a total of ten foreclosures today.

However, there is an upper limit to the number of times that Tiandi Scale can be redeemed and sold every day, which is exactly ten times!

Only then did Song Ciwan close his hand with unsatisfied intentions, and it can be sold ten times a day, which is not a lot.As long as she persisted for a period of time, it would be enough for her to stock up some of her daily necessities, such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation, into the scales of heaven and earth.

There is food in hand and no panic in the heart, which is also a sense of security.

Song Ciwan said to the big white goose: "Dabai, we Chinese people have a characteristic, do you know what it is?"

Big White Goose: "Quack, quack?"

Song Ciwan: "Want to know? Hee hee, I won't tell you!"

The big white goose flapped its wings and flew three feet high: "Quack quack quack!"

Goose feathers flew up, and people ran around in the yard.

At the first moment of time, Suyang City entered a curfew.

The night gradually deepened, and the drizzle was lingering with the autumn wind again.

In Jishanfang, Song Ciwan practiced earnestly at home, and gradually forgot both things and himself, not knowing everything in the world.

In the seemingly peaceful Suyang City, there are all sorts of weird things happening in the dark corners, and they are pervasive and rampant.

The manpower of the Xuandeng Division Demon Slayer Guards was already seriously insufficient, and the needles of the demon-seeking compass were spinning crazily.

There was a demonic aura in the house of a rich family, and dozens of people died one after another before finally discovering that it was the concubine Xinna, the owner of the family, who secretly worshiped the fox in the boudoir;
A watchman was drained of his essence in the middle of the night, and after investigation, he found out that his clepsydra was the source of the evil thoughts;
There was a night-reading scholar who was so addicted to reading that he wanted to kill his wife, and the Demon Killing Guards came to tie him up, only to find out what kind of books this scholar was reading?It turned out to be the demon in the painting!

……

There are too many, and the existence of monsters is all kinds of weird and weird. If these things about catching monsters are spread, the people who keep Suyang City will have new conversations every day and night, and they will not be able to change them.

In the backyard of Xu's house in the north of the city, there were corpses lying all over the place at this time, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The rain was dripping and sticking to the people, Zhang Ping, the captain of the Demon Slayer, held the dead fox demon in one hand, raised his foot to push aside the dead body of a soap official in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, clean up!" Well, let’s all go back and resettle, and those who sacrificed will follow the old rules and receive 100 taels of compensation.”

After speaking, he turned around and left with the fox corpse in his hand.

The rain rippled under his feet, some of the officials behind him had numb expressions, and some rolled their eyes.

"Brother Zhang, wait for the younger brother!" Tao Feng, the new captain of the Demon Slayer School, hurriedly followed, and the two of them walked away in the rainy night one after the other. I'm afraid it's not a hundred years of practice, close to psychic!"

Zhang Ping remained silent, and Tao Feng said again: "Either way, our brother Zhang is the most powerful. A fox demon who has practiced for a hundred years is also easy to catch. The blood-piercing knife is really like a thunderbolt shaking the sky. God and ghost Piyi! The light of the knife flashed like that ..."

The more Tao Feng talked, the more excited he was, and he praised Zhang Ping to be extremely majestic, but Zhang Ping became more and more silent.

Until Tao Feng sighed again: "In the past half month, more and more monsters have appeared, and a bunch of them can be bred if you don't pay attention. The clear light formation can only prevent the big monsters from entering the city, and those little monsters are just like mice. It's like, I don't know how to get in, it's so fucking annoying!"

Zhang Ping suddenly said: "No."

"What?" Tao Feng was a little confused.

Zhang Ping said: "It's not that the number of monsters has increased in the last half month, but since the beginning of this year."

Tao Feng is a newcomer this year, so he doesn't know that Demon Killing Guards in previous years was actually a leisurely yamen!
Zhang Ping's voice was mixed with the sound of rain, with an indescribable ambiguity and hoarseness: "It started at the beginning of the year when the Dragon King of Hengshui started to behave in anger..."

Tao Feng didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Brother Zhang, what did you say?"

……

Zhang Ping paused, but suddenly a thunderbolt struck the sky, rumbling!
Under the white light, the Tianhe River hangs upside down, and heavy rain pours down.

Song Ciwan woke up in the middle of the night from the practice state of forgetting things and me. When he opened his eyes, he saw white light and thunderbolts outside the window, and the big white goose screamed and screamed, and rushed out of its nest, in the yard. Flapping its wings, it became a drowned goose.

Song Ciwan braved the rain to carry it back to the house, put on the coir raincoat again, and hurriedly climbed up to the roof to pick up tiles and repair the house.

There is no way, the house leak happened to be raining all night, it was raining heavily outside, and it was raining lightly at home, if I didn't hurry up to fix it in the rain, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

The big white goose poked its head around the door, crying anxiously: "Gah!"

Song Ciwan said: "Good boy, wait here."

While picking up tiles and repairing the house, I heard that the neighbors on the left and right were also woken up by the heavy rain.

The chaos was all kinds of exclamations and voices from the neighbors: "My God! Why is it raining like this?"

"There's water in the house! Babe, get up and fix the roof!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

In the distance, it seemed that there was a mournful and long cry, piercing the rain curtain.

When the sky was about to light up, the rain stopped.

A ray of early sun in the east, lighting up the clouds and steaming rosy clouds, broke dawn with thousands of golden lights.

The streets and alleys are still full of water and wet.

Song Ciwan took his oil-paper umbrella again, ordered the big white geese to look after the house, and then went out to work.

Walking on the road, I heard neighbors discussing: "The boss of the Feng family is dead, and the Guo family was brought back last night, bloody, and I heard that there are paw prints on their bodies!"

"Paw prints? Hiss! Is this the same as the one in the Song family, killed by a monster?"

"Yeah, it's the same, and there are people from above, and they all gave 50 taels of pension..."

Song Ciwan passed through people's discussions, and the "drop in the ocean" that she practiced last night had achieved preliminary results. No one noticed her, and everyone talked about it on their own.

Then she understood that the wailing in the rainy night last night was because of the death of a small official in Jishanfang!

In Suyang City, the rampant demon disasters have turned the quick-shift police officer into a high-risk occupation second only to the handyman in the washroom.

Yes, it's more dangerous to be a laundry room boy.

Song Ciwan came to the Huanxi room. After listening to steward Wu's roll call, he said to another steward, "Five are missing from the grass washroom, and three are missing from the partition room. The inspector of the city has reported that they are all dead." gone."

Another manager Hu frowned and said: "These handymen always have to die a few more every time there is a thunderstorm. It's really troublesome, that's all, so I transferred three more people from the second washroom."

They discussed life indifferently, and then Song Ciwan was transferred to the straw washroom together with the other two new handymen.

This was Song Ciwan's first time entering the grass washing room.The corpses of monsters that have not been divided are placed in the grass washing room.

To be honest, the picture impact is a bit big.

Especially when Song Ciwan touched the corpse of a fox demon, the scale of heaven and earth reappeared automatically again!

A cloud of illusory air with a slight red light appeared on the weighing pan: [The spirit of the fox demon, one, two or three coins, can be traded. 】

(End of this chapter)