Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

The town is paved with white stones, there are many houses, and there are even many shops. Everything is antique, giving people a feeling of traveling back to the previous era.

Moreover, there are actually a large number of people wandering the streets in Baishi Town.

There are vendors setting up stalls, pedestrians rushing, and children playing.

It sounded peaceful, but when everyone saw this scene, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Because these people are not living people, they are all dead bodies!

Dead bodies like ferrymen one by one.

Their eyes had long since become hollow, their bodies were shriveled, their dry skin tightly wrapped around their bones, like corpses in clothes.

Their clothes and costumes are all in the style of the previous era.

The weirdest thing is that these people are obviously dead and can't die any more, but they behave like living people, selling and buying vegetables, and they run exactly according to the trajectory of living people.

"These people are all dead people from the previous era. They have been dead for nearly a hundred years, but their bodies have been driven by some kind of force to maintain their life before they were alive."

Lu Ziming's voice sounded.

"But you don't have to worry. Although these dead people look scary, they are not aggressive in themselves. Don't pay attention to them at all."

As he spoke, he slashed at the nearest dead man with his sword.

Swish!

The dead body was directly cut in half, and the bones were scattered all over the ground.

And the other dead people still do what they should do, completely unaffected.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, it turned out that they were all fake.

"However, you'd better not easily attack those dead people who run shops, because you need to trade with them. Once you kill them, you can only wait until the next day when they are resurrected before you can trade."

"Resurrection? Can they be resurrected after they are all dead?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.

Lu Ziming nodded: "That's right, not a single plant or tree in Baishi Town can be truly damaged, even if it can be damaged, it will be intact the next day. I have been here for nine years, and during the nine years, Nothing has changed in the slightest."

Everyone was amazed, they never imagined that there would be such a magical building in the space node.

"Who built this town? Isn't it weird?"

"No, this Baishi Town is a building from the previous era, but it has been preserved for some reason. It is like a prison. It seems to protect everyone, but it is actually a prison."

Fang Xiu looked thoughtfully at the orderly Baishi Town, and guessed that the existence of Baishi Town was most likely related to Zhou Qingfeng.

"Imprisoned? How do you say this?"

Lu Ziming smiled wryly: "Didn't you mention a question before, although [-] million Ming coins may seem like a lot, but in fact, as long as you work hard to make money, you can earn enough [-] million Ming coins in a few years.

Killing a snake and worm is a ghost coin. Although it is eroded by gray fog here, even so, a fourth-level imperial spirit master can probably kill [-] snakes and worms in a day.

According to the current calculations in Baishi Town, there are about a dozen imperial spirit masters, that is, more than 100 million a day. Calculated as 100 million, it only takes 100 days to earn [-] million.

Moreover, the burial ground is not only weird with snakes and insects, there are also some powerful weirdnesses, and their value is higher.

D-level weird one is one hundred ghost coins, c-level one thousand, b-level ten thousand, a-level one hundred thousand, and s-level one million.

If you hunt and kill high-level weirdos, the time to raise [-] million ghost coins will be shortened.

Sound simple? "

The wry smile on the corner of Lu Ziming's mouth became more and more intense.

Yang Ming said bluntly: "Is this so simple? Killing [-] snakes and insects a day is weird? If I can kill [-] snakes a day, it's considered a high incense."

"Yang Ming, get the hell out, don't interrupt, it's you!" Li Xiaoru scolded.

"Captain, you go on."

"Let's talk as we go."

Later, Lu Ziming explained while leading the way: "It seems very simple, but it is not, because if you want to live in Baishi Town, you need to consume a lot of Ming coins every day.

You should have noticed that Baishi Town is also filled with gray fog. This gray fog consumes the spirituality of the spirit masters all the time. Even the fifth-level powerhouses dare not stay in this environment for a long time.

And hunting weirdness requires consumption of spirituality. If there is no rest, no matter who is spiritually exhausted, they will die.

So, at this time, Mingbi will be used. Look at this inn. "

He casually pointed to an antique inn on the side of the road. It was a small two-story building with a solid wooden structure, which was very dilapidated and seemed about to collapse at any moment.

There is a plaque hanging on it, which reads: Yuelai Inn!

"Damn it!" Yang Ming exclaimed, "Isn't this the legendary hotel chain in the universe, Yuelai Inn? Its industries are spread across major film and television dramas, novels, comics, etc..."

"Hey, Yang Ming, can you stop being surprised all the time, this is a small town in the last era, and the Yuelai Inn has also been famous since the last era, and it was only spread in major film and television dramas later. "Li Xiaoru scolded.

Yang Ming glanced at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you never watch film and television dramas, only literary works?"

"Ahem..." Li Xiaoru blushed, and quickly changed the subject.

"Captain Lu, go ahead and say, don't pay attention to this kid."

Lu Ziming was also a little speechless, he didn't understand how Yang Ming's out-of-the-ordinary personality became a master of spirits?

In the burial place, you are still laughing and joking, are you really not afraid of death?

"This Yuelai Inn can withstand the gray fog, but do you know how many ghost coins are needed for one night?"

"How many?"

"One hundred thousand."

"What!? One hundred thousand coins!?"

Everyone was shocked by this number. A fourth-order spiritual master hunted and killed strange things in the gray fog. He could earn about [-] a day, but it cost [-] for a night's stay. This is even darker than a black shop!

It is about equal to one day for nothing.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why Lu Ziming smiled wryly. With such an outrageous price, it is simply impossible to earn [-] million coins.

"One hundred thousand per person, or one hundred thousand per room?" Everyone asked with hope.

"One hundred thousand per person."

Lu Ziming's explanation directly shattered everyone's hope.

"You still have to pay the [-] yuan, because no one can resist the gray fog for a long time. If you don't rest, you will commit suicide slowly.

In fact, with 10,000 Mingcoins, if a Tier [-] Imperial Spiritualist risked his life, he could earn [-]+ a day. After deducting the accommodation money, he could save tens of thousands of Mingcoins. It was nothing more than taking a little risk and working harder.

But in Baishi Town, not only do you spend money on accommodation, you also need to spend money on food and clothing.

Take the shroud on me as an example. Although the clothes are not good-looking, at least they don’t need to be washed. At the same time, they also have the ability to defend against weirdness. No one can guarantee that they will never get hurt.

In Baishi Town, once you are injured, it means that your earning speed will be greatly reduced. Once you do not earn the minimum standard of [-] Mingcoins per day, you will not be far from death.

So it is necessary to buy a shroud. "

"How much is the shroud?"

"50."

"Fuck! 50?!" Yang Ming jumped up in shock.

"This is so true, Baishi Town spends the money earned by Baishi Town, I want to take it home!"