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After all, this thing can be snatched... Evening banquets only recognize invitations but not people.

After nodding, they came to Meng Bianzhou's side. The two walked out of the building together. There was already a vehicle waiting for them at the door.

The driver opened the door for the two of them, and they got into the car one by one. As the car started, Meng Bianzhou started talking again.

"Lingdao City is bigger than Guling City, with a larger population and more powerful people."

"The masters in Lingdao City are not only Tianshidao, but also several other schools of practice, as well as some ghosts with good intentions."

"Because of this, the night banquet in Lingdao City is extremely large... Last time, um, the night banquet three days ago, there were a total of 38 people participating. I don't know how many people there will be this time."

After speaking, Meng Bianzhou looked at Lu Ming and asked with a smile.

"I heard from Zhang Mingyuan that you told a lot of stories at the banquet last time, so this time..."

Lu Ming nodded: "More."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Meng Bianzhou was speechless for a while, then laughed again: "Looks like I have to prepare some adult diapers..."

Lu Ming was dumbfounded.

This Meng Bianzhou's speaking style is completely opposite to his age...

Along the way, Meng Bianzhou kept talking, and soon, the two arrived in front of Yedu Building.

It was around 9 o'clock, and Lu Ming wanted to wander around, but Meng Bianzhou said, "Go upstairs first. Don't worry about time."

"After all, the night banquet is also equivalent to a gathering of practitioners from Lingdao City. Everyone chats and exchanges information before the night banquet. This is also a feature of Lingdao City night banquet."

Because there are many people, it is lively.

Lu Ming nodded, and followed Meng Bianzhou into the Yedu Building.

……

Yedu Building is 99 floors high.

No 444 floors on the dinner invitation.

But after the previous experience, Lu Ming is not surprised by it.

Stepping into the elevator with Meng Bianzhou, the elevator went up automatically after swiping the invitation card. Soon, as the elevator door opened, everything that was familiar fell into Lu Ming's eyes.

Foggy hallway.

And at the end of the corridor, there was a dimly lit room.

As the black mist slowly formed on his body, Lu Ming turned his head and glanced at Meng Bianzhou, and saw that even though Meng Bianzhou had the ability to disperse the black mist, he did not do so—he let the black mist cover his face and body with ease. model, led Lu Ming to the brightly lit place ahead.

The two entered the room.

It can be seen that the decoration in the room is completely different from the night banquet venue in Guling City.

——Huge and empty space, and a round table that occupies most of the space.

On the main seat facing the door, the scholar who was shrouded in black mist was sitting leisurely. When he saw Meng Bianzhou and Lu Ming, the scholar took a deep breath...

"Welcome Mr. Daozun and Mr. Death..."

Lu Ming turned his head and glanced at Meng Bianzhou...

The stage name of Dao Zun was something that Lu Ming did not expect.

Meng Bianzhou didn't feel embarrassed either. After nodding to the scholar, he led Lu Ming to two adjacent free chairs and sat down.

At this moment, more than ten people have gathered at the banquet.

After taking their seats, Meng Bianzhou greeted everyone one by one. During the greetings, Lu Ming also knew the code names of the others.

Of course, this is not important, and Lu Ming didn't come here to make friends...

Turning his head and looking at the scholar, he saw that the scholar was also staring at him.

After looking at each other through the black mist, Lu Ming smiled and said, "Have you brought any clothes?"

Scholar: "??? What clothes??"

"Dancing, of course you have to wear dancing clothes? You're not very professional..."

Scholar: "..."

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his mentality seemed to be on the verge of collapse... But unfortunately, the scholar's mentality bottomed out instead...

Taking a deep breath, the scholar said in a deep voice, "If you want, I can wear it...but you have to pay extra..."

Lu Ming shrugged slightly, and changed the topic: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"How about this, let's have a discussion... By the way, you have enough crystallization of ghost energy in your hand, right?"

Speaking of the crystallization of ghost energy, the scholar immediately froze.

"Don't worry, it's enough!"

"That's how it is." Lu Ming said again: "Let's play a little game. If you are drained by me first, you can wear tights and dance for the big guys here... Well, let’s dance the popular hip-hop. Of course tights are the key.”

"And if I'm drained by you first. I give you back half of the ghost energy crystal, how do you feel?"

"Of course, to ensure fairness, you must not manipulate the price—the price will be calculated according to the original price."

"And the story in my hand is only for ghost energy crystals. I won't make any unreasonable and capricious demands before you consume all the ghost energy crystals. What do you think?"

The scholar thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of Lu Ming's conditions, he can guarantee that he will not be ashamed in public - the power of social death is even scary to ghosts...

——He was congenitally convinced that he could not lose this bet...

Lu Ming also had his own calculations when he mentioned this condition.

If you just use stories to kill the scholar society, it may not break the scholar's mentality-because the scholar is very likely to be prepared for this.

But if you add a condition, start a gamble, and finally use "hard power" to slap the scholar... This game will probably be stable.

——Lu Ming also congenitally decided that he could not lose this bet...

One of these two people has a story, and the other has a ghostly crystallization.

They also think that they are sure to win...

Looking at each other again, the two looked back together.

There is quite a feeling of encountering a strong enemy...

……

Time passed, and soon it was ten o'clock.

And at this moment, a total of 67 people have gathered in the banquet hall!

Compared with the 38 people at the last night banquet in Lingdao City, it was nearly double the number!

Meng Bianzhou was also fascinated by this scene.

"Why are there so many people!?"

On the contrary, Lu Ming knew the answer to this question.

There is no need for Lu Ming to explain, the scholar has already spoken.

"This time the banquet is different from the previous ones."

"I think many of you here know the answer in advance."

"Of course, what should be said, I still want to mention it."

"This time, the banquet will provide another way of trading. That is, using ghost energy crystals instead of stories."

"In other words, it doesn't matter even if you don't prepare a story. As long as you have ghost energy crystallization, you can still get what you want from me."

After finishing speaking, the scholar glanced at Lu Ming faintly.

He sneered in his heart: "Xiaomian, as the host of the banquet, I can't cure you anymore?"

Last time, the mentality of a scholar was blown away...but he is a scholar!It is impossible to fall twice in the same place!This time he changed the trading rules of the banquet, no doubt it was for Lu Ming!

Lu Ming just smiled lightly.

He doesn't care how many ghost energy crystals you have in your hand...

Just like what Lu Ming said before: "Anyway, these messy things will still be in my pocket in the end."

The scholar didn't even accept his position as a wage earner...

"Then, the banquet officially begins!"

……

Regarding the rules of this night banquet, some people knew it in advance, and some people just knew it now.

When the scholar finished talking about the start of the banquet, some people at the scene immediately whispered to each other.

But there are also people who can't wait.

"I'll come first! I'm number one!"

A night banquet participant code-named Nightmare finished speaking, and before the scholar could speak, he activated the ghost domain...

This is a low-level fierce god.

Ten ghost energy crystals were taken out of the ghost domain by Nightmare and placed on the table.

The scholar smiled gently: "What do you need?"

"Private chat."

The shady connection between the scholar and the nightmare, about 1 minute later, the shady subsided, and the nightmare showed a satisfied smile.

The scholar looked at the participant in the second seat.

"It's your turn."

Shady is connected again.

Dissipated again soon.

And then number three...

so back and forth.

Soon, it was Lu Ming's number 24's turn.

However, Lu Ming didn't expect that the scholar simply skipped Lu Ming's sequence and jumped directly onto No. 25 Meng Bianzhou...

Lu Ming was dumbfounded.

Apparently, the scholar's small calculations are clinking.

He is going to collect enough ghost energy crystals at the banquet, and then have a good fight with Lu Ming...

But it doesn't matter.

After briefly recalling the stories he had saved, Lu Ming showed a gloomy look on the surface, but there was no disturbance in his heart at all.

Let you jump up and down, let me stretch myself!

……

After completing the transaction, Meng Bianzhou turned his head to look at Lu Ming, and he could see Lu Ming's expression was calm.

From Zhang Mingyuan's mouth, Meng Bianzhou already knew the glorious deeds of Lu Ming at the last night banquet, and the meaning of the sequence of the scholar skipping Lu Ming at this moment is clear at a glance.

"Sure win?"

After Meng Bianzhou finished speaking, Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Eight and nine are not far from ten."

Meng Bianzhou couldn't help feeling: "Where did you come up with so many stories..."

"You should ask Old Master Wang about this, I think he should have the answer to this question."

Lu Ming practiced Tai Chi, and seeing Lu Ming thinking again, Meng Bianzhou wisely stopped talking.

The scholars called their numbers one by one, and soon, the 66 people had already completed the transaction with the scholars.