The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 155: Autumn Moon Disaster (I)

When Liu Sheng's flying car was about to fly to Chang'an, Wen Weilan's trade fair was nearing its end.

The price for the strange creatures they brought back after risking their lives was still quite good.

Especially the [Taotie Prison Ghost], this kind of ghost with imprisonment and space characteristics, and the ability to hold so many ghosts is very useful in actual combat. It was finally sold for 4,500 spiritual yuan.

With this, plus other strange things, everyone can earn about 3,000 spiritual energy.

This is truly getting rich quickly.

However, it is rare to find such a strange place with so many complex monsters, and we have to thank the devout call of the villagers of Universe Village.

Moreover, only Wen Weilan and Liu Sheng knew that they had not only narrowly escaped death, but according to the infinite forked worlds, they might have to die tens of thousands of times before living again once.

In her memory, she had died countless times.

So it’s actually not easy to make this money.

But the others didn't know and were all stunned by the wealth that fell from the sky.

Chen Shanyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the haze that had been in his mind for these days finally dissipated a little.

He was already thinking that on the way back he would cut two pounds of pork head meat, make a large pot of Bamboo Leaf Green tea, go home and have a good drink with his wife, and then when he woke up he would find a broker to look around for houses in Qinghe and pick a good one.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom," he said to the others.

Just now, when he was waiting for the auction, he was so nervous that he kept drinking the tea brought by the waiter.

I drank one cup after another, but my mouth was still dry.

Now that I've relaxed, I feel my bladder is overwhelmed.

No one else had any objections, and they didn't suggest going together or leaving.

There are still several weird and wonderful things to be auctioned, so of course I have to stay and see the market performance.

……

Chen Shanyuan came out of the toilet and was about to walk around the small garden and return to Qiuyue Tower.

The plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in the small garden are all painted with freehand ink. After being accustomed to seeing all kinds of flowers in reality, it is quite unique to suddenly see such a black and white garden.

Chen Shanyuan, who finally made money, was in a very comfortable and relaxed mood. He strolled in the garden with his hands behind his back.

He looked up and saw a hazy round moon hanging above the Qiuyue Tower, which was made of light gray ink.

The flying eaves of one corner of Qiuyue Tower fell right on the center of the moon, and a man with fluttering clothes was standing on it.

Chen Shanyuan wiped his eyes, thinking that he had drunk too much in the past few days and his eyes were blurry.

But he was not wrong.

Looking again, the man was still standing on the eaves.

The roof of Qiuyue Tower is definitely a forbidden area.

There were clearly guards like in the painting guarding the place, so how did that person get in?
One explanation is that this person has special props that can avoid the guards.

Another explanation is that this person has extremely high cultivation level, far higher than the guards.

If it is the latter, it would be too shocking.

After all, the Eight Views of Xiaoxiang is the spiritual object of the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower. It is said that the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower has already reached the Dongxuan realm, and the realm of the guards in the painting follows the owner, and basically they all have cultivation above the Mingzhen realm.

This is why no one usually causes trouble in Xiaoxiang Tower.

In short, no matter what, the person who could appear on the roof at this time was not someone Chen Shanyuan could spy on.

Sure enough, when Chen Shanyuan's gaze stayed on him for a little longer, the man sensed something and looked in his direction.

Although Chen Shanyuan couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could clearly feel a gaze lingering on him from afar. This gaze was cold and sharp, as if it could cut through his skin, penetrate into his body and shred his insides into pieces.

He trembled all over and could not help but take a few steps back. He tripped and fell heavily on his butt among the ink-colored chrysanthemums, with countless ink spots splattering on his body.

I dare not watch it anymore!
He lowered his head and averted his gaze.

But he could still feel that gaze sticking to him, lingering over him.

But the man did not actually attack him and quickly looked away.

I don’t know if it’s because he thinks Chen Shanyuan is insignificant or if he simply doesn’t care.

Maybe both.

Chen Shanyuan hurriedly got up and ran into Qiuyue Tower, not daring to look again.

The guards in the paintings on both sides of the gate were wearing black armor and standing quietly.

He pulled one of them and wanted to tell him what he had seen, but just as he was about to speak, he felt his heart pounding as if it was about to explode from his chest.

He could feel that if he really said it out loud, his heart would probably explode and he would die on the spot!
It seems that the man did not really let him go, but instead cursed him.

This is the difference in realm. He was unaware of the curse.

He had no choice but to let go of the ink-colored armor under his hands.

It would be better to find his teammates first.

They were now sitting in a box on the third floor, and Chen Shanyuan stumbled all the way up.

He has had a lot of experience in hunting ghosts over the years and has developed a calm temperament. Although his morale has been frustrated by the erosion of ghost energy and the great changes he has suffered recently, he will not be so panicked.

However, the fear that man brought to him was boundless and deep in his bones.

He became more and more certain that the man's cultivation level was probably at the Dongxuan realm!

……

In Qiuyue Building, everyone's eyes were fixed over the railings of the boxes at the stage below.

On the stage stood a graceful woman, dressed in luxurious clothes, with pearls and jade on her head, and her neck, hands and waist also gleaming with precious stones. One could not help but imagine how stunningly beautiful she must be beneath the ink-colored mask.

She said in a soft and sweet voice: "This is our last big trick. It is extremely dangerous. It is just a step away from disaster!"

With a passionate tone, she raised her hand and pulled open the curtain, revealing a strange creature trapped in a transparent cover covered with runes.

This strange object is very quiet and looks like a square black box covered with constantly changing black and white snowflakes. A strange shadow can be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing among the snowflakes.

There is another object on top of the black box, an irregularly shaped small box, bright red in color, with a rope connected to an object that is round at both ends and thin in the middle and curved. On the box body, there is a circle of round buttons, each engraved with a character, and its purpose is puzzling.

"This strange creature can appear from any flat surface, including mirrors, books, and paintings." The woman continued, "Just use the box above to call the other party. Once the other party answers, they will be infected with this strange creature, without exception."

Everyone who heard this was filled with emotion, as the rules of this strange creature were so overbearing that there was simply no way to avoid them.

“We will give the specific usage directly to the person who wins the bid later.” The woman mentioned, tapping the cover gently.

As she knocked, a figure with long hair and white clothes walking in the darkness would occasionally flash in the snow. The image would quickly disappear, and when it reappeared, the pale figure seemed to be closer, and then disappeared again.

"The starting price is one hundred thousand spiritual essences, and each bid increase must be no less than one thousand spiritual essences." The woman on the stage said an astronomical figure, and all the boxes let out unanimous gasps and whispers.

Soon, someone in a box shouted, "One hundred thousand and one hundred thousand!"

"One hundred and two thousand." Another box was not to be outdone.

When Chen Shanyuan used the token to swipe open the box and stumbled in, Wen Weilan and others were looking at the image in the black box with extreme concentration, waiting for the next appearance of the white figure.

You can guess where the inspiration for this weird thing came from, but the rules are definitely different from the original
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