Chapter 150 Rapid Advancement
While sorting out his harvest, he had arrived at the street stall area.
At this moment, the sky was completely dark, and the entire city was illuminated by countless blood-red lanterns. There were even several lanterns with human heads floating in the sky, with strange smiles.
Under the red light, the street stall market has lost the atmosphere of life during the day.
A strong rotten smell filled the air. Vendors wearing shrouds, dead makeup on their faces, stiff faces, and weird smiles were dutifully setting up night market stalls.
In each stall, the garbage spiritual objects that were used during the day are no longer visible.
I don't know when, the talismans and animal skins turned into scalps with hair and human skins painted with blood, the spiritual fruits turned into rotten skulls, and various stumps and broken arms exuded a strong putrid smell.
The few fresh bones and body parts stood out from the crowd like treasures.
Suppressing the discomfort and panic in his heart, Wang Zijia came to a marginal vendor and stopped.
"My lord, what are you looking for?" The vendor was a half-grown young man. He forced a flattering smile on his dead face and said flatteringly to Wang Zijia, which made the atmosphere even more permeable.
Wang Zijia looked at the various minced rotten meats on his stall. They were some of the most rubbish in the market.
"I have some secret things that I want to sell. Are you going to trade with me in the alley?" Wang Zijia asked tentatively.
If he were a normal person, he would definitely not use such a crotch-stretching method, but for the tricks of these established patterns, his current identity is equivalent to a program bug and is not included in the setting at all.
Sure enough, the half-grown young man only hesitated slightly, nodded, and accepted Wang Zijia's invitation.
The two of them walked into a deep alley next to Fangshi one after another.
Mingming Lane leads directly to the main street and is very prosperous. It's extremely dark here, and the blood-red light rarely shines here.
"My lord doesn't know you want to sell..."
Without waiting for the young man to speak, the figures of the five ghosts emerged from the void. They no longer needed to turn into physical flesh and blood to cover each other as before.
It directly turned into another mass of ghost mist and poured into the young man's body. The young man who was originally like a dead man froze completely. On his pale face, green and black ghost aura lingered, just like rigor mortis, he really became a dead man.
Wang Zijia stepped forward skillfully, and a grain of crystal sand floated out from his fingers and fell into his mouth.
A familiar feeling came over, and what made Wang Zijia stunned was that every time he tried to refine the demon before, even if the book couldn't do it, the resistance was still very strong.
But this time, Wang Zijia was surprised to find that the other party's resistance became lighter. It was just a symbolic resistance, and then he stopped resisting. Wang Zijia even felt a sense of closeness from the book.
‘Is this almost successful in refining? ’
‘Is it because of the success of Blood Drops? ’
Wang Zijia frowned slightly, thinking about the changes before and after.
Then he ignored it. Since he was now more relaxed, the cost of cultivating demons became smaller and the refining progress could be further accelerated.
After getting up and leaving the alley, and coming to the next door market again, Wang Zijia started the routine again.
As each stall owner was refined by Wang Zijia, the pieces of paper that had stopped growing began to grow again, and the number of people in the street stall market began to gradually decrease.
Normally, everyone would know something was wrong, but these stall owners acted like they didn't notice.
They each set up their own stalls, showing no reaction to Wang Zijia taking away people one by one.
If he had done this yesterday, even if the members of Fangshi regarded him as a trick, they would have reacted by now. But at this moment, the entire city's automatic stress mechanism had no response to his internal program bug.
Time passed unconsciously, and the night passed quietly by Wang Zijia tirelessly, and it was daytime again.
Wang Zijia was still busy. The volume of the paper he had refined was almost the size of a book page, and he had taken in the entire stall area.
Then he thought about it and came to Tianxiang Tower the day before yesterday.
Even during the day, Tianxiang Tower was very lively, with all kinds of patrons coming in an endless stream, but there were no women going to the streets to solicit customers like they did at night.
"Oh, sir, please come in quickly!" As soon as Wang Zijia stepped into the door, a mother came up to her warmly, took Wang Zijia's arm and greeted her warmly.
The interior of Tianxiang Building is a standard traditional hook-and-rail building. There are various seats around the first floor and a stage in the center.
A wooden staircase at the bottom extends to the second floor, with various private rooms above. You can open the window to see the stage below, or you can do your own work behind closed doors.
Wang Zijia came to the hall, looked around for a moment, and stopped at a corner of the hall.
I saw a weak young man with a rickety figure there. At this moment, he was dressed as a turtle, walking tremblingly in the hall, picking up all kinds of garbage.
Wang Zijia's eyes rested on his face. It was none other than No. 13 from before.
"Sir, it turns out that this is what I like. It's simple. We also have talented people in Tianxiang Tower. Are you satisfied with it, Master Bao?" Because of Wang Zijia's gaze, her mother said with a smile on her face after seeing it.
Wang Zijia: "······"
"Don't worry, sir, I understand, I understand." Mom felt embarrassed when she saw Wang Zijia's expression of embarrassment, and said in a tone of "I understand."
Wang Zijia: "·······"
‘Who the hell knows a hammer? ’ With his thoughts turning, Wang Zijia said indifferently: “Just arrange for a girl to enter the room for me.”
"Aren't you going to order anything else?" Mom asked in confirmation.
Wang Zijia said with a dark face, "If you don't know enough, I will scream again."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the second floor. Points of glittering light flew towards No. 13.
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At the same time, on the other side, on the Nanfei Square.
I don’t know when, it has been filled with coffins, and each coffin has a fresh corpse.
Especially in the center of the square, there are hundreds of coffins.
At this moment, there are young girls lying in them. They are all carefully dressed up, like sleeping beauties, sleeping peacefully in the coffins, slowly and vividly.
If Wang Zijia is here, he can recognize at a glance that most of them are disciples of the three sects.
At the most central position, on the edge of the altar, the people in several coffins seem to be moving their eyes with their eyes closed.
Gu Xuefeng, whom Wang Zijia knows, is one of them. When he closed his eyes and slept, his eyeballs kept shaking under his eyelids, and the long sword in his arms also trembled slightly, but there was nothing he could do.
As time went on, the Dharma Assembly was gradually improved under the arrangement of a group of people.
When all the dozens of diners who were lucky enough not to end up in the coffin yesterday, except Wang Zijia, arrived, the fake real person finally floated down to the altar in the center of the Dharma Assembly.
"Meet the real person!" Dozens of diners had completely forgotten their identities and were immersed in the role setting of the strange domain.
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