Pokémon Dream Walker

Early in the morning.

Shang He saw ten mouths waiting for food, his ears were blocked by the noise, and he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

Arceus, what evil have I done?

The family, which was not already wealthy, was even worse. Every time the cubs ate, they were drinking my blood and knocking out my bone marrow.

woo woo woo...

Shang He howled like a poor dog, but when he saw the Candlelight Spirits supporting the single scabbard for training, he forced a bitter smile.

In order to be able to punch Chihong and kick Sakaki in the future, all these efforts are worth it!

Ulla!

……

Sitting in the yard, watching the incense burn out, Shang He was thinking about how to make money.

After half a stick of incense.

He clenched his fists and decided: "Open a detective agency, combine it with the ability of the Dream Walker, and eat both fish and fish!"

The so-called double eating refers to money and the jade released.

Help conquer elves, investigate extramarital affairs, find lost pets, and provide bodyguard escorts...

All of these can be done.

No wonder time travelers love to work as detectives. It really doesn’t require much technical skills and is quite popular in a certain social environment.

All you need is a little brain and good logical thinking.

Add another [-] million points of extraordinary power.

You are the next Sherlock Holmes!

If you want to realize your career plan, you first need a facade and a little bit of fame.

"We still need to investigate the poisoning case. We'll go to the police station later."

"Go to the black market introduced by the old man tonight, buy all the auxiliary materials for making life candles, and see if anyone knows Bulta."

Shang He muttered and decided on the day's itinerary.

……

Alley street, candlelight hut.

The shop was open, but Shang He didn't rush in this time and pushed the door open to enter the shop.

A strange smell hit my nose.

It was like entering a motorcycle repair shop. The small shop was dimly lit, filled with debris, and it was dark everywhere.

The smell of rotten dust is mixed with a bit of solemn fragrance.

After playing with the incense of demons and ghosts all day long, Shang He would definitely smell it wrong. It should be incense sticks or incense, or [Qiling Incense].

The counter made of randomly nailed wooden boards has a layer of dark patina on it.

behind the counter.

The slovenly middle-aged man was sunk in the recliner, wearing flip-flops on his feet, resting on the counter, and his two hairy legs were dangling leisurely.

He was holding a pornographic magazine in his hand, his head almost buried in the book, and he didn't seem to notice Shang He's arrival.

Shang He looked at it for a while and could only remind him loudly: "Boss, do you have Qilingxiang?"

"There are piles on the counter, 5000 per box, take it yourself."

The boss didn't even look at him. He moved his finger in his busy schedule and pointed at the boxes stacked on the edge of the counter.

Follow and look.

Shang He found the target and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Who would have thought that incense sticks, a fragile object highly praised by the Ghost King, would be randomly stacked together.

The packaging of the incense sticks is not exquisite either.

The cardboard box is long and tall, and the cardboard fiber is thick, giving off a cheap smell.

Shang He was extremely moved.

Nice guy!

Not a penny of consumers’ money was wasted on packaging, it’s full of real ingredients!

(Foot-picking man: How do you know I didn’t secretly put the packaging money I collected into my pocket?)

There was no plastic packaging, so Shang He directly opened a box and inspected it.

A solemn fragrance comes to your nose. There are not many incense sticks inside, the number is about 20 to 25.

Too little!

However, as Wanlong said, the big man who picked his feet did not cheat him, and the price was fair.

Shang He reluctantly took two boxes.

He took out 1 yuan from his backpack and put it on the counter. He opened his mouth and asked about the usage, dosage and precautions.

The foot-picking man jumped up, threw the magazine aside, dipped his fingers in saliva, picked up the wad of money and counted them one by one while humming a little tune.

After counting, do it again.

toss and turns.

Shang He finally understood. It wasn't that he didn't believe in himself, but that he was enjoying the process of counting money.

He said helplessly: "Boss, can you tell me some precautions when using it?"

The big man who picked his feet raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Newbie?"

Without waiting for Shang He to speak, he complained: "It's really troublesome."

Although his tone was a little impatient, he still told the dosage honestly.

"The amount of one stick is just right for the light ghost. If it's weaker, light half a stick. If it's stronger, just light one stick."

"There are no other taboos."

Shang He nodded lightly.

To put it another way, it is easier to understand. Use half a stick if you are below level 40, and use one stick if you are above level 40.

It's better than [Demon Fragrance], it has no side effects on humans.

Shang He thought so.

Then I heard the foot-picking man say again: "Don't inhale the incense of Qi Ling, otherwise you will disappear. Don't blame me for not warning you in advance."

"Spirit world?"

"Huh? You little guy knows a lot."

Shang He looked helpless.

He is almost [-] years old, and he is still called a little guy. If it wasn't derogatory, I would definitely argue with him.

If you have the guts, take it out and compare!

"The incense of enlightenment can increase inspiration. If you absorb too much, you will be drawn by some ghost elves and enter the spirit world unconsciously."

"Hehe, you know... Candlelight Spirit and Pumpkin Monster love to do this kind of thing."

The big man who picked his feet smiled sinisterly.

The strange laughter frightened Shang He. He glared at the boss speechlessly before asking about what he was more concerned about.

"Boss, do you want to exchange formulas?"

The big man who picked his feet looked at him coldly, "Do you want to be beaten out?"

The voice was filled with chill, purple fire ignited in the room, and a strange chandelier fell from the ceiling.

Crystal Lights!

The high temperature hit his face, causing his hair to curl slightly, and his strong spiritual power had locked onto him.

Clang!

The single scabbard wielded the sword resolutely without any cowardice.

"Don't be impulsive, we're talking about business."

Shang He comforted the scabbard of the single sword, stuffed the Xueliang sword back into the scabbard, spread his hands and looked at the boss.

"Can you please listen to me elaborate? It's not a transaction of money, it's a transaction between Xiang Fang."

"Haha, what can compare to Qiling Incense? If so, would you still use it to buy my incense?"

The foot-picking man is very proud of his family's secret recipe.

"The focus of Qilingxiang is spiritual power, and the secret recipe I master focuses on life essence. Of course, we need to learn from each other's strengths to offset weaknesses."

"Moreover, my secret recipe is specially prepared for the Candlelight Spirit clan."

The big man raised his thick eyebrows, the life essence moved him, and talking about the candlelight spirit made him even more tempted.

His tone softened a bit, "Do you have a finished product?"

"Next time I bring it, please tell me if you can change it."

"I want to see the effect, but it can be changed. There will be additional conditions."

A smile appeared on Shang He's face: "Very good, I will bring the finished product within a week, and we will discuss the exchange then."

……

Leaving the candlelight shop, Shang He went to the housing agency.

After half an hour.

Shang He walked out dejectedly. Renting a storefront was too expensive. The minimum rent was for one year. He didn't have that much money.

"Can I only use my own house as an office?"

"No, the northwest district is too remote, which is not conducive to improving the reputation. I estimate that I won't be able to get a single good commission in half a month after opening."

"It's probably the neighbors looking for cats and dogs..."

Shang He rushed towards the police station while thinking about how to open a store in the business district.

He didn't notice at all that someone followed him out of the agency, stared at his back for a while, then turned around and walked into the alley next to him.

"The goal seems to be to rent a store, maybe we can start from this aspect."

Trackers report to superiors.

After coming out of the police station, Shang He looked unhappy, a little sulky, and planned to investigate on his own.

What a bunch of losers!

With Mr. Ando's endorsement, no one dared to look down on Shang He, and the investigation file was quickly delivered.

What dissatisfied Shang He was the progress of their investigation.

All the current beneficiaries of the properties were called in for questioning, but no useful information was found.

The person trading with them was the man in black robe.

Completely conceals body shape.

You only need to provide some materials to get the real transfer title, and then complete the transaction settlement in cash.

It's obvious that there's something wrong with the Land Titles Bureau.

After some investigation, several Shuoshus were also arrested, but they were also not behind the scenes.

Same as the former.

The men in black robes come to the door to do the transaction and designate a certain property. After the transaction is completed, the tellers will be given a commission.

Shang He couldn't help but admire how well these people did it.

Murder - the inheritance is taken back to the municipal government - the teller changes the ownership of the land title - looking for quality customers - the land title is transferred!

A set of interlocking procedures, using the official to launder stolen goods is really a good method.

Wonderful!

Wonderful!

Now, a series of arrest operations by the police have alerted the snake, and no one can contact the people in black robes.

Regarding Bulta, no information could be found.

The clue probably ends here.

There was no other way, so Shang He had no choice but to get the information of the current homeowners and tellers, and investigate by himself by entering the dream world.

Before going home, I went to a traditional Chinese medicine store and bought prepared rushes.

night.

Shang He covered himself tightly and carried his single scabbard on his back, and came to the northern suburbs of Feiyun City, where the vast wind and sand from Route [-] could drift. ,

The lights are bright in the abandoned warehouse.

This is not a black market, just barely, it can be considered a night market, with only a small amount of illegal business.

He first went to the area where drugs were sold.

Poisonous medicinal materials are sold here, including the venom and poison glands of poisonous elves... and several poisonous elves are also listed for sale.

Shanghe had nothing to buy, so he used money to clear the way, described the appearance of Burta, and asked this person if he had bought goods at the stall.

A lot of money was spent, but no news was obtained.

I'm afraid the circle here is too low-end, and Bulta doesn't bother to come to such a place, so Shang He had no choice but to leave.

Before leaving, I bought a large bag of old beehives, enough to fill a water tank.

Gather all the materials for the life candle.

Tomorrow, burn a pot and boil wax to make life candles!