Chapter 341 Four Taotie

That night, he killed a lot of weird creatures, and was also killed by them many times.

But none of this mattered. What mattered was that in the burial ground, he was like a perpetual motion machine. The more others killed, the less spirituality they had, but the more he killed, the more spirituality he had.

Spirituality could be squandered at will, and it was never used up.

Taotie was even more so. It was completely free-range, and there was no need to provide spirituality to maintain its existence. It could be self-sufficient, and even grew two points larger.

Finally, Fang Xiu roughly counted that he had killed about 100,000 weird creatures in one night, including several B-level and even A-level ones.

He also encountered many S-level and even several S-level and above weird creatures, but he did not provoke them because the efficiency was too low.

Maybe it took a long time to kill an S-level weird, but the time wasted and the number of deaths were not as good as killing a few more low-level weird creatures.

As for those above S-level, there was no need to even think about it. Not only did he not kill any, but he was killed several times by the other party.

He himself killed 100,000, not to mention the Taotie.

The strange things that the Taotie ate that night, converted into ghost money, are at least 4 million!

Why so much? Because it is not just one Taotie eating.

At the beginning, there was only one Taotie. After Fang Xiu's spiritual power was full, he summoned another one, and then full again, summoned again, and so on.

That night, he summoned four Taotie!

The four Taotie were sent to the four directions of east, west, south and north respectively, and the efficiency of killing ghosts was raised to the extreme.

Because of this, he could earn more than 4 million in one night.

Ghost money came so easily that Fang Xiu sometimes wondered why people who mistakenly entered the burial ground could not earn 100 million after staying here for several years?

4 million a day, summon four more tomorrow, that is 8 million a day.

It won't be long, let alone earning 100 million, it will be enough to buy the entire Baishi Town.

If Fang Xiu's current situation were known to other people in the burial ground, they would be jealous to the point of separation.

Others work hard to earn 100,000 a day, and then spend 100,000 on accommodation, and can't save a penny.

He is good, not only does he not spend a penny, but he also makes millions a day, which is simply cheating.

After killing weirdos all night, Fang Xiu plans to take a rest and return to Baishi Town to exchange some ghost money.

Ghost money does not appear out of thin air, but needs to be exchanged at the pawnshop. He doesn't know how to exchange it specifically.

Moreover, he came to the burial ground this time not simply to hunt weirdos, he also wants to explore the secrets of the burial ground and the traces left by Zhou Qingfeng.

Obviously, both the pawnshop in Baishi Town and the Yuelai Inn contain many secrets.

There are also the shrouds, robbery dolls, paper figures, etc. bought by Lu Ziming and others.

These are all products of the last era.

There is no doubt that the combat power of the last era is definitely stronger than that of this era. After all, the strong men of this era have just risen.

In the last era, they were able to counterattack the other side and then wipe out the whole group.

The gap between the two is not a little bit.

The fifth level is definitely not the end of the spirit master. There must be a sixth-level strongman in the last era.

Thinking like this, Fang Xiu walked slowly towards Baishi Town.

As for Yang Ming and the others, they were not released.

Everyone was injured in the battle yesterday, and their spiritual energy was severely consumed. It was impossible to recover in one night.

He had just walked a hundred meters, but suddenly stopped.

He looked around calmly and said lightly: "Come out."

"Hehe... Such a keen perception is not like a third-level spirit master." A gloomy laugh sounded.

Then, a man wearing a shroud and a sharp-nosed monkey-faced man walked out of the strange forest not far away.

"As expected of someone who can defeat the former captain, he looks really capable."

"What a pity, the youths nowadays are too popular, and they blatantly break the rules set by our predecessors, which makes it difficult for us as the predecessors to do our job."

With the teasing voices, more and more men in shrouds walked out of the strange forest.

They looked at Fang Xiu with jokes, violence, or coldness.

Although their expressions were different, the depression and madness hidden in the depths of their eyes were similar.

This is also a feature of the burial ground. Anyone who stays in this ghost place for a few years, killing ghosts day and night to make money, will definitely have more resentment than the ghosts.

Most of these people are fourth-level, only two are fifth-level, and there is even a foreigner.

Looking at the nine people in front of him, Fang Xiu's expression did not change, but he asked calmly: "Where is Lu Ziming? Let him come out to see me."

"Oh?" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced man: "Captain Fang really thinks this is the headquarters?

Do you know that in order to make money and leave the burial ground, we have already set rules that no one can kill people at will, even if you have a grudge against your father, you have to endure it here.

But you killed Wei Xin, leaving us with one less person who makes money. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Oh, Lao Wang, don't scare the newcomers." A chubby middle-aged man laughed.

"Fang Xiu, right? I heard that you brought two sisters with you on this trip. Where are they? Did they die yesterday? It shouldn't be the case. After all, you took more than 500,000 ghost money from Wei Xin yesterday, which is enough to stay at Yuelai Inn.

Call your sisters out and show them to the brothers."

This middle-aged man obviously has some special perception means, and he even knows exactly how much money Wei Xin was robbed of.

"There are only nine people? It's really boring." Fang Xiu's calm expression revealed a hint of disappointment.

"Haha, according to Captain Fang, he doesn't take the nine of us seriously at all."

"Brothers, don't look at this guy pretending to be calm. He might be scared to death. Otherwise, we would have gone to Yuelai Inn and the woodshed early in the morning to block the doors, but we didn't block them.

These young people were very shrewd. They knew that they were in trouble, so they took the risk and came out of the inn before dawn and ran outside the town.

But what you don’t know is that we, a group of people who have been staying at the burial ground for all these years, can’t get lost even with our eyes closed. Do you want to hide from us? You are still young. "

Another person said: "Fang Xiu, you don't have to worry too much, we are very kind people and we will definitely not kill people easily.

As long as you and your teammates each owe us one million hell coins and hand over those two little girls, it's not impossible to spare your life. "

At this moment, Lu Ziming finally appeared on the scene. His face was as white as paper, his breath was unstable, and he was obviously seriously injured.

As soon as he appeared, a pair of eyes full of hatred stared at Fang Xiu, wanting to tear him into pieces.

"I don't care about others, but this Fang Xiu must die! Of the other two women, the ownership of Luo Qingxin must belong to me, and the rest is up to you."

As soon as this statement came out, some people were immediately unhappy.

"Lu Ziming, there are only two women left in Baishi Town, and you want to keep one to yourself?"

Lu Ziming snorted coldly: "Then Luo Qingxin is my sister."

"Your horse is useless!"

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