I Have a Monster Farm

The skinny man who was targeted was shocked, and then quickly replied: "My lord, Miss Bai entrusted me with a dream to sell those things, it's none of my business."

"Yes, me too. Miss Bai said the same thing. She also said that she would give me a fortune and give me a share."

The two people beside them also nodded quickly, their expressions were tense, and they said everything they knew in a hurry.

Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is this white girl you are talking about?"

"My lord, it's the immortal lady of our village. We didn't believe in the temple where Miss Bai has been worshiped for generations, but we didn't expect that Miss Bai appeared to us not long ago and gave us a dream."

Zhang Ziyu asked them to tell the details of this white girl, but the three of them couldn't say anything at all.

One said it was some kind of white fox who became a fairy, one said it was a fairy girl who had achieved success in cultivation, and the other said it was a girl from their Chishan village a long, long time ago who became a fairy after curing diseases and saving lives.

The more he said the more outrageous, Zhang Ziyu naturally didn't believe it, but he also thought about it in his heart.

The south is no better than the north. If it were in the north, Zhang Ziyu, the white girl, would not have so many guesses.

The art of running horses has been popular in the north since ancient times, that is, invite Baojiaxian, Hu Huangbaihuiliu, this white naturally refers to the hedgehog who has cultivated successfully and became Baojiaxian.

The south is different. There are many mountains in the south, and hundreds of thousands of mountains are isolated from each other. There is often a place and a custom.

The unified beliefs of the Hu, Huang, Bailiu, and the five Baojiaxians are sometimes difficult to unify in the south, and sometimes different villages and villages may have different beliefs.

In the south, shamanism is very popular, and it is not uncommon for ghosts and spirits to be worshiped as gods. Therefore, Zhang Ziyu, the white girl, thought that it was very likely that some ghost and fairy enjoyed the incense.

In this way, it matches the ghost aura on the corpse, but I don't know what the details of this white girl are.

"How are your things selling? How do you divide the spoils in the end?"

Zhang Ziyu asked a question suddenly, which shocked the three of them, and replied tremblingly: "The tribute hasn't been handed in yet, the tonic in the pill is the best to buy, and the big python strengthening pill will be finished soon. But but Those medicines for curing diseases are too cheap, if the price is not lowered, and if no one gets sick, the sales will not be fast, so we haven't gone back yet."

Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about it, this white girl is a bit low-key, gold and silver treasures are used as tributes, if you believe it, you will really be a ghost.

"Then Miss Bai, did you ask you when to make your confession?"

Although the leader felt an instinctive fear and pressure facing Zhang Ziyu, Zhang Ziyu didn't show any anger, so he gradually became bolder.

"My lord, Miss Bai asked us to come out to sell for seven days. After seven days, we must return to Chishan Village. Come back to us when the time comes. Today is already the fifth day."

This Miss Bai is really not afraid of the three of them taking things away and running away. Not right, maybe that **** Miss Bai was really carefully selected for the three of them.

The three of them looked cowardly and down-and-out, so they weren't stubborn.

"Mr. Jiang, let the three of them be locked up first so that they don't starve to death."

Zhang Ziyu asked a few more questions, all about Miss Bai, but it was obvious that none of them were clear about the more in-depth questions.

If Miss Bai hadn't entrusted them with a dream, and even used tricks to manifest their spirits, they really wouldn't have accepted this job.

Jiang Bofang nodded, and said seriously: "Don't worry, sir, if they dare to escape from Jiang's house, I will have their legs broken."

As soon as Jiang Bofang spoke, the three of them were terrified and begged for mercy.

The three of them were suppressed by Jiang Bofang's subordinates. Zhang Ziyu and Jiang Bofang were still drinking tea, but Jiang Bofang took the initiative to say, "Mr. Zhang, I have heard about this Chishan Village in the early years."

Zhang Ziyu tilted his head slightly, and asked curiously, "How?"

"Dafangbo Town is not richer than Renjia Town, and this Chishan Village is one of the poorer mountain villages in Dafangbo Town. In this mountain, the villagers rely on a few acres of Susukida to support them. Chishan Village believes in ghosts and gods. Nuo opera and dancing have a lot of masters, and the gods and gods talked about it, and then they couldn't go on anymore, and many of them went out to make a living, and the rest are mostly old people, so they are even poorer."

Instinctively, Jiang Bofang still didn't believe in the ghosts, but when he thought of Zhang Ziyu, he restrained his words a lot.

He said: "I'm afraid that this white girl is a thief pretending to be a god-man, so that after the sale of the stolen goods, someone will be blamed. There is no way for the sufferer to find it, and one needs to be in awe."

Zhang Ziyu showed a thoughtful look, and said: "It's true or not, go and see if it doesn't matter, it's not a big problem."

Uncle Jiang showed some hesitation. Zhang Ziyu caught a glimpse and said, "Don't worry, I will leave talisman paper, spiritual blood and some medicinal materials for Mr. Jiang's condition. Just watch it. You should think about it in the next two days." Come on, that jade pendant won't last for a few days, and the corpse aura in your Jiang family's structure will only get worse and worse, it can't be solved by delaying."

"Oh, the old man understands, thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your suggestion."

The living room was separated, and Zhang Ziyu returned to his room, but his expression was different from that in the living room just now.

The three of them had contact with the white girl, and Zhang Ziyu had long been paying attention to the differences in their bodies, and under his hope, he really found that the blackness between her brows was lingering.

"The white girl is a kind person, so I will leave Maoshan to raise pigs and farm."

Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes, looked at the gradually darkening sky outside Jiang's house, and said to himself: "It's really troublesome, everything is piled up, forget it tonight, first look for the general's tomb, and then send Miss Bai The mother's business has been dealt with."

After hastily eating dinner, when night fell, Zhang Ziyu still didn't sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed, with the Hundred Ghost Banner already emerging in his hand, and the short banner waved gently, exuding a symbolic black halo.

Zhang Ziyu pinched the formula in his hand repeatedly, and then shouted: "Go, search around this Dafangbo town, and come back and tell me when you find that cute little flying zombie."

Immediately following his spellcasting, hundreds of ghosts turned into black shadows and whizzed out, setting off gusts of sinister wind. If there were no practitioners here, I'm afraid they would start shaking people now.

This posture is really a night tour of a hundred ghosts, terrifying to the extreme.

Zhang Ziyu was also concentrating on casting spells. Usually Zhang Ziyu didn't use his full strength to fight. Now that he was going to search, and the scope was not small, it was natural to concentrate on it, and then the scope of the search could be wider.

Even if the general's tomb does not necessarily have an obvious mark like a tombstone, it has gradually turned into a flying zombie, and the corpse's aura is bound to be strong and terrifying, and the surrounding yin is even stronger.

Although the Ghost Soldier does not belong to the same category as it, its response to such an environment must not be too bad.

Zhang Ziyu was quite optimistic about finding the general's tomb. He found it today, and with a little planning, he would dig up his grave in two days, and then forcibly drag him to the electronics factory. No, the monster factory worked overtime.

The plan was good, but following the hundreds of ghosts under his command to sweep up the land around Dafangbo Town, they found countless ghosts, walking dead tombs, and twenty or thirty tombs of ordinary zombies, but they were the only ones who didn't see this image of Ziyu. Lieutenant General's Tomb.

It was getting bright, and Zhang Ziyu had consumed a lot of real energy, so he couldn't continue, so he had no choice but to take back the ghosts.

"It's a hundred miles around. It used to be Paradise Town, so I shouldn't be able to find it."