Chapter 45: Buying Life
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Chapter 45: Buying Life
Ao Wuji was shocked. I didn't expect my luck to be so good that the annual refiner conference was so coincidental.
"Then wait until you become a refiner and buy it. Don't waste all your money." Proudly said lightly, his figure had turned the corner and left the restaurant.
"Boss, who is the man wearing the mask? It's too arrogant!" Huang Xincheng was very angry.
The short fat man knew nothing about him, but the arrogant waiter knew his name and said:
"He seems to be defeated. What a strange name."
"Lost... I remember you." Huang Xincheng gritted his teeth and said.
Lan Xin smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth, looked at the end of the corridor and muttered, "It turned out to be him."
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Ao Wuji found what the waiter said about Bazu Street, which turned out to be the street where the imperial beauty shop he inadvertently walked to.
However, looking around, Ao Wuji didn't find the place where the ghosts were.
"Brother, how can I find ghosts?" Ao Wuji casually stopped one person and asked.
"Obviously, you are looking for something wrong. This is Ba clan street, where ghosts dominate the underground city. Only the other seven ethnic groups are on the ground. You have to go to the underground passage over there and go deep into the ground to find the whereabouts of the ghosts.
Ao Wuji smiled gratefully at the man and went to the underground passage as he said.
Not long after looking for it, Ao Wuji's eyes lit up, but I saw a huge "ghost" engraved on the ground in front of me. I just paid attention to looking at the sign from the high-rise building, but I didn't notice it at all. In the end, the place where the ghosts were really were underground.
At the entrance of the underground passage, there is an endless stream of people coming and going, just like a market.
The precipitation of the years has made more and more strong people, more and more people, and more rich people gradually accumulate. The gate of ghosts that used to be visited by few people now are full of doors and endless exchanges.
And many of them have the mark given by God in the middle of their eyebrows.
"Haha, I'm so happy. I've increased my life expectancy by 50 years. Let's go and celebrate with two drinks."
"It also said that this time it has cost us 500,000 gold wheel coins that we have saved in the past 20 years, and we can save some money in the future."
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Many people who came out showed happy smiles on their faces, and obviously bought their wishes with money.
Ao Wuji walked down the steps illuminated by the lights. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, but he saw two huge stone doors half-covered and stopped in the middle of the steps.
The gate is about five meters wide and ten meters high. It is very majestic. I really don't know how the ghosts built it.
Through this empty stone door, it is even more brightly lit as day, but a gloomy and cold breath is also permeated beside the arrogant.
Following the flow of people, Ao Wuji passed through two heavy stone gates before he finally saw the mysterious ghosts.
The black and white clothes, similar to ghosts, show that the staff in this lobby are all ghosts.
"Sir, what service do you need?" A young waitress came over and asked politely.
"I want to resurrect a person." Ao Wuji directly said his intention.
The waiter was not very surprised and nodded:
"Since you are not here to increase your life, please follow me downstairs."
Ao Wuji followed the waitress, went down hundreds of steps at the end of a dark corridor, and came to a place called the Palace of Life.
Ghosts, who are good at the power of life, can give life to anything, which is their ability.
They control life and can be said to be the master of life, and the grandson of the Dayuan Empire, a nobleman, was born to be given eternal life.
Some people can't reach the realm of life after practicing all their lives and can't get life over 500 years old, but some people are destined to have eternal life as long as they are born.
In the Hall of Life, there are relatively few people, and the people responsible for serving and receiving are also 70% less alive than overhead.
"Sir, please follow me!" The waiter walked familiarly to a stone room in the corner.
When I walked to the door of the stone room, I obviously heard someone inside, discussing something, and there was a smell of bargaining.
Ao Wuji waited at the door for a while until the people inside came out before he walked in under the leadership of the waiter.
In the stone chamber, it is unusually cold.
The dim light shone hazyly in this dark and cold place, and a young teenager can be faintly seen sitting at his desk, sorting out folders.
"Another customer wants to resurrect relatives and friends?" The teenager casually said, "It's really rare for a second-level capable man to come to resurrect others. Please sit down first."
Ao Wuji sat in front of his work, and then he saw that there was also a work card on his desk. The work card said: the deputy master of the ghost life hall, the third-level master ghost went to illness.
"Say, who do you want to resurrect?" The ghost went to the hospital and asked directly.
This has a difficult problem for Ao Wuji. He is now the target of public criticism. If he wants to resurrect Ao Hong, as long as he has more information about his information, he will guess that the defeat is Ao Wuji.
So, naturally he can't say that he wants to resurrect the proud rainbow.
When the idea turned around, he was arrogant and immediately replied:
"Someone was killed to save me. Can you help me resurrect him?"
At the thought that Mr. Hong could come back to life, Ao Wuji's voice trembled a little, and his excited hands trembled.
"Oh? Don't you know the name?" The ghost raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what level of strong he is?"
"He is a six-level capable man. How about it? Is there any way to bring him back to life?" Ao Wuji asked excitedly.
"Yes, but you don't know his name. It's a little troublesome to resurrect. By the way, do you have anything he used before his death, such as clothes and jewelry?"
Ao Wuji immediately thought of the Zhiling octagonal mirror. At the beginning, when the little slipper told him that there was a way to resurrect Mr. Hong, he went to Mr. Hong's home to find something that Mr. Hong had used, that is, this Zhiling octagonal mirror.
However, at this time, the situation is different. Almost the whole contract continent is looking for Ao Wuji, and naturally knows the information of Ao Wuji. He can't risk ordering the white traffic police.
"Yes, I have something he has used." Although Ao Wuji said so, he did not take out the Zhiling octagonal mirror.
"It's fine. However, I'm a businessman. It's very difficult to resurrect a person who doesn't even know his name. Although the person you want to resurrect is just a six-level capable man, we must assign tasks to you according to the resurrection person is the first-level thinker. Are you willing to accept it?
"Yes, yes!" He replied proudly and excitedly.
"What? Are you crazy that you want to? The ghost was shocked and said with slanting eyes, "Even if you are a strong man at the first level, you may not be able to complete the task of the first-level master. Are you tired of being a second-level master?"
Although it was rude to go to the doctor, he also said so because he was worried that Ao Wuji would not complete the task. Although Ao Wuji was dissatisfied, he was not angry and smiled:
"No matter what the task is, it will never be difficult for me."
The ghost smiled contemptuously, sighed, and handed a list to Ao Wuji and said:
"Look, if there is no problem, just sign it."
Ao Wuji took it over and took a look, but I saw that this list was actually a thing similar to a letter of entrustment, which stated what the ghost had just talked about with Ao Wuji.
Ao Wuji didn't understand it very well and didn't think about it, so he signed it below.
"When will he be resurrected?"
"It's not that fast." The ghost waved his hand and smiled and said, "There is no task suitable for you now. In the future, if you come every seven days and there is a task suitable for you, we will inform you. When you complete it, we will have someone to help you use natural skills and bring him alive."
Ao Wuji was excited and almost a little hot. Mr. Hong's face before his death clearly appeared in front of him, and his caring words also echoed in his ears.
"Be sure to live well..."
"In addition..." The ghost suddenly said, "What kind of strange skills are you good at, or what kind of tasks do you want to do? You can tell me first. I can record it and entrust you with the highest success rate."
"What kinds of tasks are there?" Arrogant and strange.
"This is the secret of our ghost clan. There is no comment, but you can tell me what kind of strange art you are good at." The ghost went sick and said indifferently.
"I have strong mind and am good at aggressive skills. You can do it." When Ao Wuji answered, he always said half and left half, hiding his identity deeply.
At this time, the ghost also felt it. His deep eyes slowly lit up, looked at Ao Wuji, and smiled slightly:
"Little guy, it's not easy."
Ao Wuji also smiled and said nothing.
"Well, after paying the deposit of 100 gold coins, you can go." The ghost put on a look of work and said it casually, but he was arrogant but tight.
"What, do you still need a deposit?" Arrogant and strange.
"Yes, if you don't pay the deposit, how can we know if you are bored and come to us for fun?" It's also strange for ghosts to get sick. The deposit is something that everyone knows. Is this little guy pretending to be confused?
I touched the emerald crystal jade in my arms helplessly, but the sound of a little slippery pain suddenly sounded:
"Little ancestor, you prodigal son, don't play with my jade. That's priceless."
"Teacher Hong's life is priceless!" Proudly said decisively.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you."
The little slippery head responded in a sad tone. Ao Wuji suddenly felt that his abdomen was rising, and something was surging up from his throat. A strong sense of vomiting could no longer be suppressed. "Wow" mouth, and the sound of gold wheel coins tinkling came from the desk.
No more, no less, exactly 100 gold wheel coins, spit out from the arrogant abdomen.
Looking at this scene, he frowned slightly and said in a joking tone:
"You didn't spit out the gold pulled from below, did you?"
The meaning of ghost disease is obvious. Obviously, it is to ask Ao Wuji whether he used some strange skills to turn the things that have been digested in the temple into golden wheel coins and spit them out again.
Ao Wuji didn't have anything, but when he heard this, he almost spit it out when he thought of the disgusting scene.
"Ha, boy, the transaction was successful. Take the list and come to me seven days later." The ghost went sick and gave a signed list to Ao Wuji, " By the way, I don't know your name?"
"Defeat!"
Ao Wuji picked up the list and left the cold stone room.