Text Chapter 2011: Greedy
"Everyone, why are you stopping me? A good dog doesn't block the road, especially the road to wealth!"
Qin Lang looked around at the crowd and said, although he was trapped in a tight siege, Qin Lang was not anxious at all, because he only thought that the treasure touched people's hearts. The reason why these guys surrounded him was just caused by pink eye disease. Since they are all here for profit, no matter how large the number of people is, they are just a mob.
In this case, why should Qin Lang worry?
"Boy, you can't eat alone!" said the half-rotten Taoist coldly.
"Hand over what you looted, otherwise we will have to loot from your body!" Witch King Marfa said with a sinister smile.
"You want to search for me? Are you sure?" Qin Lang said coldly, pointing at the Mafa Witch King, "Whoever kills him, I will give him three magic pills!"
"Hehe... Three magic pills, who do you think will listen to your instigation because of three magic pills-" Witch King Mafa was laughing wantonly, but then something unexpected happened, and his head was chopped off. When he came down, even his undead fire was extinguished.
The one who took action was the evil god from the world of the dead.
The evil god put the big sword in his hand on his shoulder, and then stretched out his palm towards Qin Lang.
Qin Lang did not break his promise, and immediately three magic pills flew over and were caught in the hands of the evil god. This guy was not polite and took one of the magic pills into his stomach on the spot.
The scene was quiet and the atmosphere was very strange. No one expected that the evil god actually killed the Witch King Mafa, nor did they expect that Qin Lang actually gave him three magic pills.
What a magical elixir! And there are still three.
This can indeed drive many people crazy!
However, with so many people surrounding Qin Lang, isn't he afraid?
The half-corrupted Taoist snorted coldly, but did not continue to instigate, because he could see that although there were many of these people, they all had their own agendas, and would do anything for the sake of magic pills and treasures. For example, that damn evil god, who has no friendship with the Witch King Marfa anyway, so why not kill him in exchange for three magic pills?
If Witch King Mafa knew this, he would really die with his eyes open. Of course, Witch King Marfa himself is also an undead, and his death will be in vain.
However, many people thought that the evil god killed the Witch King Mafa just for three magic pills. In fact, this was not the case, because Qin Lang knew that after the Witch King Mafa was killed, the evil god immediately devoured the small body of the Witch King Mafa. The world took over the undead army of Witch King Marfa.
"Sure enough, the old monsters in the world of the undead are not fuel-efficient lamps!" Qin Lang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The evil god of this undead world seems not to be simple, and he is definitely not a foolhardy person.
The rest of the people fell silent, and it was Qin Lang's turn to speak: "I know, you people are surrounding me, aren't you just for the treasure? There are still many treasures in this temple of the undead. Even if you have to fight for it, there is no need to do it now. Take action, right? - Half-corrupted Taoist, I wanted to cooperate with you just now, but you didn't want to, and now you bite me back, you are worse than a beast! However, who allowed me to have a lot of them, Half-corrupted Taoist, If you keep talking nonsense, you won’t get a single benefit from me!”
The half-rotten Taoist was frightened by Qin Lang's words, and then said: "Then...how do you ensure that we get benefits?"
"This is simple." Qin Lang said, "Everyone has been in this temple for a long time. You should know where there are treasures and where there are dangers. So, I have an idea to collect all the treasures in this temple. They looted them and finally concentrated them on the square in front of the main hall. All the things were distributed uniformly. I wonder if you think it is getting worse?"
"What about the things on your body?" someone asked Qin Lang.
"Also distribute it uniformly! However, let me explain in advance, no matter how much the harvest is, I will share it with two people! If I contribute more, I should naturally share more. Do you have any objections?" Qin Lang asked.
Naturally, no one has any objections, because the top priority is to get the good things out of the temple. As for how to distribute them, that is a matter later. When all the treasures in this temple are obtained, as for how to distribute them, it will not depend on whose fist is bigger. Although Qin Lang now says that he wants to distribute more things, by that time, someone may already want to kill him directly. Therefore, now everyone is not thinking about how to distribute the goods at all. They are thinking about how to get the good things out first instead of letting Qin Lang search for them alone.
After reaching a unified opinion, the next thing was much easier. Qin Lang was responsible for breaking the restrictions, while the rest of the people monitored and guarded against each other, and piled all the gains in the square in front of the main hall.
In the process of searching for treasures, some unlucky guys accidentally triggered the death trap and died directly. There were also some who broke in and were killed by the palace's restrictions. However, no one cares about the life and death of these people, because if one more person dies now, there will be one less person to share the benefits next.
After a lot of fuss, everything was gathered in the square of the main hall of the temple. Because everything was supervised, it was almost impossible to steal it. However, almost everyone's eyes were red at this time, and the subsequent discussion on how to distribute the food was actually just a formality. Everyone knew that there would definitely be a fight, and in the end only a few people would be able to enjoy the final feast.
The atmosphere became very tense, almost on the verge of breaking out.
However, at this moment, someone said: "Hasn't the main hall not been collected yet? Why don't you go into the main hall?"
Qin Lang sneered in his heart, thinking to himself that someone had indeed raised this question. He didn't need to say it, but let it take its course. So, Qin Lang said calmly: "The main hall is empty, what's there to see? It's better to distribute things early."
"Hmph! Not necessarily!" Someone else said, "This is the main hall of the Temple of the Dead. There must be many treasures in it! Maybe there are also the remains of gods!"
"Impossible!" Qin Lang said quickly, seeming a little nervous, "Even if there are any remains of gods, I'm afraid they will have decayed long ago. It's better to distribute things early. I don't think there are any good things in this main hall."
Qin Lang knew that the more he said this, the more attention he would attract.
Obviously, Qin Lang was right. As expected, many people thought Qin Lang was lying. Some people shouted: "We will allocate the main hall after we have plundered it!"
"Yes, you must search carefully! There must be a lot of treasures in the main hall. You kid, do you think you can fool us? There must be a lot of treasures in the main hall!" Other people were also shouting, and a group of people started to Heading into the main hall, other people were guarding the treasures in the square to prevent anyone from causing trouble.
At this time, Qin Lang had already begun to prepare secretly.
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