The cave is actually myself

Chapter 126 I'm Not Interested in Lingshi
Outside the Luobao and Gold Building, the monks watched as the mysterious paper man appeared and killed the high-level Qi practitioner who had attacked and robbed him, melting his flesh and bones on the spot, leaving only a skin.

Everyone was silent, with fear on their faces.

The monks present had also heard about the strange paper man in front of them. After all, many monks had entered the core area of ​​the secret realm. Information about the little paper man would naturally spread after they left.

Being famous is not as good as meeting. Seeing how easily the little paper man killed a high-level Qi practitioner, the monks were afraid that it would attack them.

For a moment, the scene was very quiet, and you could hear the drop of a needle.

"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative and restoring the purity of the Immortal Yuan Tower."

It took a long time before a high-level Qi practitioner dared to speak.

"Senior, I can't thank you enough for saving my life." The stall owner next to the two monks who were killed calmed down and expressed his gratitude to the little paper man.

Someone started, and the monks present started to express their thanks one after another.

"Senior, you are in the secret realm, very close to the Immortal Fate Building. From now on, we will give you a sum of spiritual stones. If the situation continues like today, how about we let senior solve it for us?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at it, it was a tall and thin monk who did not look familiar, with an intermediate level of Qi training.

When the monks present heard this suggestion, most of them did not respond, while a few lowered their heads in deep thought, as if they were considering the feasibility of this suggestion.

"Hey, there's no need to hesitate, the senior paper figurine is in the secret realm, swift as the wind, you can come to help us as quickly as possible.

In addition, the Xianyuan Building is located near the secret realm and is closely related to the secret realm. It is only natural to pay a stall management fee to the senior paper man in the secret realm. "

"Finally, a little spiritual stone can be exchanged for a safe trading environment, and you can have the protection of a mid- to late-stage foundation-building monk. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"

The mid-level qi-training monk continued.

Everyone was thinking about his words, and many monks had expressions of emotion on their faces.

"I'll start with the first one, I hope seniors don't think too little."

Seeing this, the mid-level qi-training monk struck while the iron was hot. He was the first to step out, carefully came to the little paper man, took out ten or twenty low-grade spiritual stones, and placed them gently on the ground.

"I just saw someone killing people wantonly in the secret realm. I didn't want to ruin the rest of the owner of the secret realm, so I took action to deal with him."

"It's just that if you want to maintain the peace of the secret realm for a long time..."

The paper man enlarged his body and wrote quickly on his chest. At the end of the writing, his arms stopped on his chest, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Senior, please take care of me. I am willing to offer a little spirit stone as your hard work, senior."

A monk lowered his head and said respectfully.

One after another, monks echoed, walked up to the little paper man, and threw down ten spiritual stones.

Most monks stood aside and watched coldly.

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly accept it."

The little paper man wrote on the body without even looking at the spiritual stone on the ground.

"However, it is best to come up with a reasonable charter to avoid any conflicts in the future."

It didn't take long for everyone to discuss detailed measures.

The little paper man provides certain protection to this small city and does not need to be protected at all times. If monsters invade the city strangely and monks murder and rob, the little paper man is obliged to solve these problems.

In return, each monk who sets up a stall in the Immortal Fate Building needs to offer a certain amount of spiritual stones, which is tentatively set at two spiritual stones per person per day, and any part of the day will be counted as a day.

Of course, this is not mandatory. Other monks setting up stalls can decide whether to pay this stall management fee.

If you hand it over, you will be protected in times of danger. If you don't hand it over, you won't be in trouble. However, the safety of the stall's treasures and the stall owner himself cannot be guaranteed.

After making a preliminary agreement, the little paper man took some of the spiritual stones handed over by the monks and returned to the secret realm.

Lu Yuan also retreated to the core of the cave, and his spiritual thoughts returned to the cave, controlling the bone-eroding demon puppet to take off its newly worn skin.

It was the tall, thin monk who first offered the spiritual stone.

"It's really hard to be a bit player when you have to keep rushing to the show and perform different roles."

He watched the little paper man put the tall and thin monk's skin into his body and couldn't help but sigh.

Since it was a voluntary act, the number of monks who paid protection fees was not very large, less than half.

Lu Yuan was not in a hurry. He had plenty of ways to make those who were still hesitant and stubborn obediently offer the spiritual stones.

If there is no danger, then create danger...

He concentrated his spiritual thoughts on several monks.

Through daily observation and monitoring by Huanyin Tong's clone, I learned that these monks robbed directly outside the secret realm and then sold their goods honestly in the market.

It was just murder and robbery, but the more important thing was that he didn't pay the protection fee, which Lu Yuan couldn't accept.

Upstairs in Luobao Hunting for Gold, the black candle inside the Fenggui lantern suddenly burned violently. The shadow under the target monk continued to lengthen and change, and then several painful faces appeared on the candle.

After constantly fishing and swallowing the resentful souls of Lantern Village, Fenggui Lantern has grown a lot, and his mind control ability has become more powerful and hidden.

The two monks looked at the mountains of elixir materials piled on the stall, and at the bulging storage bags on the waists of the monks coming and going, feeling a strong desire for possession in their hearts for no reason.

"What's mine, it's all mine, I want my things back!"

The two of them were lured by the Fenggui lantern and walked to the stall. The owner of the stall was also specially chosen by Lu Yuan.

Then, the two monks whose minds were controlled took action directly, and a battle broke out in an instant. In the end, some of them died or were seriously injured, and the battle was tragic.

The moment the battle broke out, the little paper figures appeared in the city as quickly as possible to protect the monks who had been affected by the battle and had handed over spiritual stones.

If you don't hand it in, you don't care so much. If you are unlucky, you may lose some elixirs, or you may be seriously injured.

After this situation occurred several times after a period of time, almost all the monks setting up stalls took the initiative to offer spiritual stones and pray for the protection of the little paper man.

In the cave, Lu Yuan poured out hundreds of spirit stones from the storage bag, and there were many large and small piles of spirit stones on the ground.

In the past, many monks directly exchanged spiritual stones for treasure boxes. Coupled with the protection fees received during this period, there is almost no room for them in the cave!
Lu Yuan was a little worried, why are these spiritual stones becoming more and more abundant?
Occasionally, he would wear a skin bag and enter the market to buy some spiritual seeds that he was interested in or books like "Xu Yang Sanji", or necessary food such as barefoot golden crows and small paper figures. The number is increasing instead.

"I have never touched spirit stones, I am not interested in spirit stones, the happiest time for me is when there is nothing in the cave..."

Lu Yuan looked at the piles of large and small spiritual stones placed everywhere in the cave and sighed.

(End of this chapter)