Zombies: At the beginning of Kunlun Xianshu Town, kill Mr. Ren

"Impossible, my mother's birthday is September [-]!"

"Lunar and solar calendar?"

"You're so funny, how can foreigners divide the lunar and solar calendars."

"It's clearly written in my grandfather's notes, so use Eliza's birthday, okay?"

"Oh, it's just inaccurate if it's good or not."

The girl behind was in a mess, Feiying looked at the pendant in his hand, and suddenly thought of something, turned the tag, spun it quickly, and the numbers on both sides of the tag became one.

"Six nine eight!"

Several people's eyes widened, and their hearts were in a state of panic.

If the number is wrong, they will be shot to death randomly.

With trembling hands, Flying Eagle inserted the key into the keyhole, and then turned it slowly.

The pointer stopped at six!

click!

The key is inserted a little further in, and it can continue to turn!

The numbers are right!

Ka Ka Ka, nine!

The key went in again, the last eight.

The three women behind Feiying embraced each other, closed their eyes tightly, and waited for the verdict of life and death.

There was no movement for a long time, and then he opened his eyes in surprise.

Two buttons pop up under the key.

Feiying remembered the structure of the key, and then pushed the handle away, just covering the two buttons.

He turned the key slowly to reset the number to zero.

At this moment, he felt something in his arms.

Looking down, it turned out to be a water bag!

Feiying blinked his eyes and stuffed the water bag into his bosom. He couldn't care less about where it came from now, he still had to open this gate.

It's just a mess in his head, what's going on with this water sac?

A supernatural event?

The door opened, and inside was an elevator.

A group of people entered the elevator and went down to the underground warehouse.

But to their bewilderment, the place was empty and there was nothing there!

……

[The host uses a sack of wine to exchange for Flying Eagle's base supplies! 】

[Because there are too many rooms, it can be put into the storage ring of the host. 】

The system is quite considerate.

Ji Dong was not very happy.

Because he saw it, this is the Flying Eagle Project, Uncle Long took three beautiful girls to the desert to explore and hunt for treasure. There are 240 tons of gold in the desert base.

and many more!

240 tons!

Ji Dong, who was not very happy at first, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately checked his storage ring.

Ji Dong's ring has a lot of space, and the 240 tons of gold only occupy a small space.

There is not only gold, but also some guns and weapons, and ammunition boxes, which seem to be able to equip a small team.

But this thing is really useless to Ji Dong.

1 cubic meter can contain 19.32 tons of gold, 240 tons of gold, but only occupies 12.5 cubic meters.

Lin Yi remembered that before he traveled, the price of gold was 397.5 yuan per gram, and 1 ton was 1 million!

240 tons is 954 billion!

Ji Dong's eyes shone with crystal light, and he instantly became very interested in Changsheng Jiushi.

"¨〃No! No matter what you say, you have to live longer! Linger, come out!"

A burst of red light flew out of Ji Dong's body, turning into a red spirit.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"I'm just curious, how long can a cultivator in the spirit-gathering period live?"

"The spirit-gathering stage can live for 200 years, the foundation-building stage can live for 500 years, the alchemy stage can live for 1000 years, and the immortal cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage can live for 800 years."

"Okay, enough, enough!"

Lin Yi's heart was surging.

I didn't think about gold before, but now it seems that there is still not enough gold!

"Ling'er, go back and practice."

Hong Ling'er nodded obediently, and flew back into Feijian again.

The sword spirit can't practice independently now, it can only be carried close to the body by the master, and it can be nourished with the spiritual energy of the master.

So on weekdays, Hong Ling'er cultivated in Feijian by absorbing the aura from Ji Dong's body.

"By the way, I haven't started practicing today!"

Ji Dong was in a daze for a while and looked at the sky outside. It was getting late, and today's (Wang's) purple energy probably couldn't be swallowed.

After washing up, Ji Dong left the room.

Uncle Jiu was practicing boxing in the yard. Seeing Lin Yi come out, he stopped work.

"Ayi, why are you up late today?"

"Master, I dreamed that I picked up a lot of gold, haha, I was so excited about counting gold, so I slept for a while."

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched.

Counting gold, how come I have never had such a beautiful dream.

"Report!"

Outside the yard, Ah Qiang's voice suddenly came.

Lin Yi and Uncle Jiu looked for the sound, and saw Ah Qiang running into the yard quickly.

"Uncle Nine, our scouts have found traces of horse thieves! We speculate that they are likely to attack Dashu Town tonight!"

Both Uncle Jiu and Lin Yi's expressions changed.

Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice, "Follow me, let the villagers bring their things, and set up traps immediately, tonight, kill the horse bandit!"

"Yes! Uncle Jiu!"

…bundle…

ps: There are so many golds, if only you could give me one piece.

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The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky of murder and arson!

In Dashu Town, there was silence, only sporadic lights could be seen on the streets, and most of the rooms were pitch black.

Mao Shanming carried the suitcase and walked slowly into Dashu Town. Looking at the pitch-black town, his old face was full of doubts.

"Why is this village so gloomy? There's no one there. What happened?"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Could it be a ghost? Hey, isn't it going to be a business!"

Mao Shanming's eyes lit up at the thought of making money.

“Baohe Inn!”

"Finally found the inn, let's see if there are any vacancies."

Mao Shanming plans to stay here for one night now, and ask the village after dawn. If it is really haunted, then he will have a job.

clang clang!

Mao Shanming only knocked twice, and the door of the inn was knocked open.

Didn't lock the door?

Mao Shanming pushed lightly, and the door of the inn was pushed open. In the silent night, the sound of opening the door was very harsh.

The inn was pitch black, Mao Shanming entered the inn, and was even more confused, the door of the inn was not locked, and there were no lights inside, what was he playing?

"Have……"

Just as Mao Shanming was about to ask, he saw a flame rising in front of him.

The fire illuminated the situation in the inn, and there was a circle of people around.

With a bang of 600, the door of the inn was closed. Before the frightened Mao Shanming could react, a steel knife slashed at his head.

Whoa!

The bamboo hat on Mao Shanming's head was cut off in half in an instant.

"what!"

Mao Shanming was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run, but the gate was closed, and a dozen young and strong men with weapons and torches surrounded him.

Another person picked off Mao Shanming's bamboo hat with a single knife, causing Mao Shanming to reveal his true face.

Seeing Mao Shanming being so cowardly, Ah Qiang immediately became excited.

Such a coward dares to come to the village to inquire about information!Haha, it's time to be brave!

Ah Qiang came behind Mao Shanming in an instant, and strangled Mao Shanming's neck with his arms.

"Come into the village in darkness, you must not be a good person! Are you a good person?"

"Say it! If you don't say it, you are!"

Ah Qiang grabbed Mao Shanming's neck, held a machete in one hand, and gestured towards Mao Shanming, as if Mao Shanming dared to resist and hacked him to death with one knife.

"I can't breathe!"

Mao Shanming stared and opened his mouth, trying to struggle, but he didn't dare to move when he saw the machete.

"Are you one of the horse thieves, say?"

"If you don't say it, it is!"

"Did you come to this village to find out the truth!"

"If you don't say it, it is!"

At this time, a small man stepped out from the crowd and reminded Ah Weiwei.

"Captain, if you pinch him again, he will die."

"Huh? Tell me, did you die after pinching it? Tell me!"

"If you don't say it, it is!"

"If it's you, let it go, you want his life!"

"(っX﹏X)っ"

Mao Shanming has already stuck out his tongue, this bastard is holding his neck to prevent him from breathing, asking and answering himself for so long, what a psycho!

When the people around looked at Aqiang, they also felt that Aqiang's mind was not normal.