Chapter 583 Bald Donkey (6500)

Su Lin sighed. He was not very interested in the pig demon, although he saw that the other party used the nine-toothed rake to comb his hair.

He was now thinking about other things, such as which female guests to invite to the If You Are the One event that Klein had arranged for tomorrow night.

"A token in exchange, Hei Ye should agree?"

"Lieutenant General Iceberg seems to like German very much."

"Fors... She is too salty, a waste of money."

While muttering, Su Lin pulled out a parasol for himself and got a beach chair to lie on. God knows why the Golden Crow on the tower next door is glowing and heating 24 hours a day. Don't you get off work?

Putting on sunglasses, Su Lin began to observe this area of ​​Zhutian City.

In fact, there was nothing to see. There was only a Taoist priest with straight eyebrows who was doing a ritual there, but the objects of the ritual were an old TV and a very Japanese-style videotape.

"How terrifying."

The Taoist's apprentice walked in with a bunch of inflatable dolls with talismans on them, which looked like seal props, and closed the door, so that Su Lin, who was setting up a street stall, couldn't see what was going on inside the store.

Unfortunately

Su Lin turned his eyes to a young man who was selling syrup at the 'Winter Green Syrup Shop' across the street. He was wearing a modern shirt and had short hair. He looked pure and beautiful without being polluted by knowledge, and his eyes revealed simplicity.

"Give me a bowl of mung bean soup." Su Lin waved his hand.

"Okay!" The young man ran over skillfully and handed over a bowl of iced mung bean paste.

The bowl was not big, and it was still a fired pottery bowl, but the dark green mung bean paste was much darker than the color normally seen on the street, and it looked very appetizing.

Putting it to his mouth, Su Lin drank it in two gulps.

It's not too sweet, but it has a light fragrance. After drinking it, a fragrance rises between the mouth and the lungs.

"It tastes good. Two more bowls, how much is it in total?"

"35 Zhutian coins per bowl, 100 for three bowls."

The young man was very happy, and his tone suddenly changed from tiredness to very energetic.

If I remember correctly, the price I saw before was that one Zhutian coin could be exchanged for: one cubic meter of concentrated spiritual energy, a low-level martial arts technique, and a weapon with Qi refining enchantment.

100 coins can be exchanged for a yellow-level cultivation method among the four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang, or a high-level martial arts such as "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon".

Su Lin was stuck in the action of taking out the red banknote: "Is your sugar water made of gold or silver?"

"Sir! This is green bean paste boiled with the pure water on Kunlun and the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, which can prolong life." The young man hurriedly took out his identity card, which had the three words Xia Dongqing written on it.

"I've been selling sugar water here for more than half a year. Really, ask the neighbors if I'm cheating people. The price is not expensive!"

Then what effect did I get after drinking it?

Extending life, to what year and month?

Seeing Su Lin's eyes full of suspicion, Xia Dongqing hurriedly said:

"Whether it's bitten by a zombie or bewitched by a ghost, even if it's injured, it can be cured. Taoist Qianhe next door said it's good, Taoist Qianhe."

He looked back and found that the Taoist who usually set up the stall was not here.

"There is a female donor named Ma Xiaoling who is recruiting people to catch zombies. He went out to take orders."

A tiger-backed monk passing by on a bicycle said: "It only takes 20 pieces to find a monk to catch zombies, but I paid a high price to hire a man who charges 30. What zombie is worth 30 pieces."

"Awesome."

Su Lin pulled the corner of his mouth.

Xia Dongqing heard the voice and turned back a little embarrassed: "Why don't you just give me the money for one bowl? I'll charge you 30, which is the lowest price."

"I thought you didn't say it was a recovery potion?" Su Lin sighed and picked up an M4A1 assault rifle from the ground.

"You didn't ask..." This action scared Xia Dongqing and he shrank back with the empty bowl in his hand, "Calm down, let's talk it over!"

"Take it."

"What?"

"Barter."

Su Lin pointed the butt of the gun at the other party: "Count it as 150, and give me four more bowls to pack."

Anyway, it's all a sale, so just sell it at a lower price.

Su Lin thought so, but the other party obviously thought that Su Lin might be cheating him. It's not a laser gun, and this kind of hot weapon is not worth much.

"25, can't be lower." Xia Dongqing tried to negotiate.

"I've blessed it in a church. This thing is much better than a talisman. You can't get this price in a store."

Su Lin handed over the gun: "If you're not used to it, you can also exchange it for an AK, a revolver, a grenade, a high enchantment, which can cause critical damage to demons, devils, zombies, etc."

"Wait for me to call and ask." Xia Dongqing picked up a flip phone.

The ghost messenger from the underworld named Zhao Li told Wang Xiaoya that if you see someone eating for free or making trouble, call them.

The small stall can't do anything and can't go through the formal trading procedures.

Beep, beep--

No one answered the phone, and he didn't know what was going on. Xia Dongqing just wanted to stabilize the big brother in front of him who was wearing sunglasses, modern clothes but ancient hairstyle, and holding arms in his hand.

Dong, click.

The lighter emitted a cluster of flames and lit a wrinkled cigarette.

"How much?"

A black-haired man with deep blue eyes and a windbreaker and tie took a long drag on his cigarette, exhaled second-hand smoke and pointed at the weapons on the stall and asked, "How much do you want for all these things? Do you support barter?"

There are still some discerning people out there.

Su Lin smiled slightly, looking away from the other person and putting it back into the bag, and the silver lighter with the cross carving on it: "All? I also have mines, RPGs, and Barretts here."

Before Su Lin could finish speaking, this slightly aged man interrupted and repeated what he had said before.

"Pack it up, all of it, I guess there's no language translation issue here."

"It's 30% off for you, it's 7777 common currency. I like this number."

"What the hell, why don't you go and grab it?!"

"Why are you all in with me if you don't have money?!"

Su Lin raised his eyebrows. The guy in front of him smoked a bit hard. Every puff he took was killing his lungs. The second-hand smoke he exhaled also made him smell bad. Next time, he would just add a prohibition on smoking in his Bible.

"6666." The man countered, "I like this number."

Taking back the previous stereotype of Zhutian City, everyone here is full of talents.

"How about changing it to 666? You must believe in the devil if you are so good at bargaining."

"Don't talk nonsense. Four sixes means that I am very religious."

Facing Su Lin's ridicule, he didn't care and transferred 6666 coins to Su Lin through a metal token: "There is only piety left. If this thing is not effective, I will send you to hell, understand?" "

The man pointed at himself and then towards Su Lin with an eye-catching gesture, indicating that he was looking at him.

"Thank you very much." Su Lin was worried that there was still one piece missing from the puzzle of the divine world.

Watching the other party put all the boxes into a wallet and wallet that seemed to be enchanted, and then left gracefully.

"There is also a consecrated nuclear reactor. Come to me if it works well." Su Lin waved his hand.

The cigarette in the man's mouth fell directly to the ground without holding it in his mouth. He glanced at Su Lin in surprise, stamped out the cigarette butt and left.

"You really have no quality." Su Lin said scornfully.

He came to Xia Dongqing and took out one hundred, planning to buy a bowl to drink and then take another bowl back to give Emiya Shirou a crack.

[Holly, speak! Mute? ! ]

"Just this gun!"

Xia Dongqing ignored the scolding on the phone, immediately hung up the phone, and diligently packed a few bowls of sugar water in plastic boxes: "I will give you two more bowls of rock sugar stewed papaya and double-skinned milk. I made them myself!"

"Why did you change your mind?" Su Lin asked, "Do you know that immoral and unqualified guy?"

"How do you know he is evil? His character is indeed not good, but he is quite famous! I have also read his comics and movies." Xia Dongqing put away the assault rifle, put the sugar water in the bag and handed it out: "He is just In less than two months, he is already a sought-after exorcism expert.”

Exorcism expert? And comics and movies?

"Who is he holding the halberd?"

"John Constantine."

It turned out to be the halberd handle from DC, no wonder it was so dark.

But it looks like it's not the blonde version, it's the one that Keanu Reeves starred in in the movie.

Wait, why did he buy so many arms?

"." Su Lin thought for a moment, crossed himself on his chest, and walked away from this place, "It's none of my business."

Our store will not be responsible for the products once they are sold.

Finally, I sold the pile of tasteless and discarded things.

after awhile

"Where's that bald donkey selling guns before?!"

The fat-headed and pink-faced pig demon came over with a grinning monkey and asked Xia Dongqing, who was setting up the stall, "Did you see that?!"

"The gentleman selling the gun isn't bald either, over there!"

Xia Dongqing saw the monkey on the other side swinging his stick in a ferocious manner, and immediately pointed in the direction of Qiongqi Pagoda with his lapel: "Let's go that way."

"Brother Monkey, don't do it!" The pig demon persuaded in a soft voice that made people's skin crawl: "That bald donkey must have gone to the newly opened Zhutian Tower. If we go, we will definitely catch him."

The monkey laughed ferociously, resisted the iron rod, and chased in that direction with the pig demon.

"What are Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie doing?"

Xia Dongqing shook her head: "Ruin your childhood."

"John, where are you bastard?!"

"I took a shower, had a general health care session, and replenished a bunch of supplies."

John Constantine said something incoherent while throwing an assault rifle to the woman in front of him.

“What is big health care?”

"The name from the East means comfortable massage. I will take you to try it next time."

Ejecting the bullet from the magazine, he put the metal bullet under his nostrils and sniffed, showing an intoxicated expression:

"I don't know how long this guy has been soaked in holy water. I guess he even used holy relics. It's such a fucking luxury. But this way, you can stuff that shit back into the ass of hell."

"Angela, I hope you don't have any other guns besides the police pistol."

7777 points is expensive?

No, it's no different than going to the streets of the ghetto to buy a hot dog, but it saves you money to splurge on.

Thank you God, even though life sucks, at least that guy is a "good guy."

The two men came to the elevator of a skyscraper with weapons on their backs, and then brazenly unzipped the sports bag and took out the weapons inside.

"Ready? I'm counting down the seconds." John said.

"Why do you know that demon is here?" Looking at the increasing numbers in the elevator, Angela couldn't help but ask: "I feel like you know everything."

Constantine loaded the live ammunition and opened the safety: "Almost, just a little spoiler. Unfortunately, I can't save your sister, but because I know their plan, they also know that I am coming. Listen It’s very winding!”

"OK, 321!"

Ding dong!

The elevator door stopped at the 66th floor. The moment it opened, Constantine rushed in and targeted a white-collar woman in the office.

"John Constantine~" She greeted in a gentle tone, but the red light in her eyes gradually lit up: "He is waiting for you in hell, and has also prepared a paradise for you."

boom!

The moment the trigger was pulled, the hammer hit the primer, and the bullet burst out and penetrated the head of the woman in front of him.

From the place where the bullet hole appeared, no blood flowed out, only the burnt ashes continued to spread and fly out from the wound. This is a normal phenomenon after the carrier of the devil's arrival in the world is eliminated.

"See you in hell."

The devil left his last sweet message.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see me."

After taking a shot, he took out a mini-submachine gun from his arms and pointed the muzzle at a group of demons in suits and ties who looked like urban elites surrounding them.

Without any hesitation, he walked straight towards the incoming demons.

"what have you done."

"What?"

Constantine frowned. These demons had strange expressions. They stopped and retreated as soon as they surrounded them. There was something in their eyes that Constantine had never seen before.

Frightened?

Seeing the demons trying to flee one after another, Constantine, who originally wanted to launch a storm of bullets, narrowed his eyes. This situation was very wrong.

Did he see human fear in the eyes of a bunch of bastard demons? !

This weapon is easy to use, but it will not frighten a group of demons who are not in the world.

"What did you do, John?" A rather beautiful woman among the demons asked.

It was a succubus, and Constantine knew her well, having had a long and chaste relationship with her before this incident.

"Ellie, what are you talking about?" Constantine remained on guard, raised his weapon and pressed forward step by step.

At this time, he discovered a glimmer of light from the perspective of the other party and other demons, and they were not wary of him, but his.

"Look ahead!"

He yelled something at Angela, turned around and pulled the trigger at the same time, bullets pouring out.

However.

The sacred wings stretched out from the body of the fallen demon. While blocking the bullets, the stationary bullets rippled as if they were submerged in water, and were gradually swallowed by the wings.

"Jesus!"

Constantine slowly lowered the muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand and watched this scene blankly.

The demon who should have returned to dust is like a silkworm chrysalis emerging from its cocoon, unfolding another pair of sacred wings from its old body. Its soul is ferocious and kind, and its illusory face is full of fear, struggle and madness.

"stop!!!"

The demon began to roar, but more light overflowed from the wings. She seemed to be trapped in quicksand, and the demon's face was gradually swallowed up by the bright light.

'Follow your footsteps. Walk in your kingdom.'

The majestic hymns full of glorious praises, and the soul-stirring mass songs echoed in Los Angeles, a major city on the west coast of the United States, amid the praises of thousands of creatures.

Under the setting sun, the demons, angels, devils, half-angels, and wizards hidden in this human city stopped what they were doing, walked to the streets, or walked to the windows, staring blankly at the sky.

"Constantine! Please, I won't go to heaven-!!!"

The devil's voice was filled with pleading, and his arms and wings, like dead wood, were grabbing at Constantine in the light of the sky wind: "You broke the rules! Stop, I will agree to any conditions you have!"

Constantine watched the demon soul burning in the light, being recast in the light, gradually losing its original appearance, but the magic power in its body was still reacting violently with the infinite light.

The two forces are constantly colliding, burning, and suppressing.

"What the hell does it have to do with me?!"

Constantine grabbed Angela's wrist and began to slowly retreat behind the group of demons.

The day was scorching, as warm as fire, and there seemed to be a roaring sound of thunder.

I don’t know what happened since then. After the devil began to transform into an angel, the inheritance of the kingdom of heaven that will never decay or fade away and will remain in the sky forever tears open the space and sheds the light of guidance.

"What the hell"

Constantine's eyes trembled, but the next moment, strong white lightning shot out from the body of the demon that turned into a scorching sun. A beam of light entangled the submachine gun in Constantine's hand and snatched it away.

It's like reaching a critical point

Under the kingdom of heaven, the feathered demon's face became extremely sacred. She was smiling but began to shed golden tears of blood.

"Lord, praise you."

"Thank you, John."

She held a bunch of human souls in her hands and sent them to infinite heights in a lifting manner.

Four wings wrapped her around, cracks appeared in the flawless angel's body, and the terrifying holy light began to spread in all directions from her center, swallowing all tangible things.

"There are many sins in the past. Lord, please allow me to exchange the glory of today for no sin in the future."

The voice of prayer rings out, and the evening bells of heaven ring loudly.

"run!"

While Constantine pulled Angela to escape, he also grabbed the hand of his old friend Ellie and took out a piece of Jesus' Shroud from his arms.

But everything seemed to slow down, and he turned around

Buzz—! ! !

The holy light that penetrates the sky and the earth envelopes the entire Los Angeles. The light and shadow alternate between ebb and flow, and only the sacred blessing lingers.

Tonight, a demon atones for the sins of the past, an angel returns to heaven with a sacrifice, and an exorcist breaks the rules that prevent angels from truly coming to earth.

Send the entire city's demons back to hell.

"On the way back, I saw a certain family over there, coming downstairs. Can I treat you to a meal?"

Su Lin tossed the heavenly coins and said to the people gathered at the top of the tower: "Pack it up and sell it. There are quite a lot of rich brothers in this place."

"So fast? Let's talk about it later." Ye Fan suddenly felt that this place still had great potential for development.

I didn't have high expectations for this place, but now a quarter of what's on the shelves has been sold.

Mainly because as Su Lin said, Brother Youfu is sweeping up goods on a large scale.

"What is the origin of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty?" Xiao Yan walked in with a strange look on his face: "He bought all the elixirs in my store, including the Soul Emperor Pill, to revive the Han Dynasty?!"

Ye Fan shook his head, looked at the news in the group, and asked Ruhua who was standing by to give the order.

"Today's business hours are over. Please ask the guests out from the tower. All guests present will be given a defensive Nascent Soul Stage magic weapon."

Soon, various dissatisfaction and uncomfortable sounds appeared in Qiongqi Building.

Some people had just arrived in Zhutian City and rushed over as soon as they heard the news. Unexpectedly, they didn't even see the products.

However, Ye Fan's display of wealth suppressed many voices.

"I invited the monks from the world of Si Ming, Xianzhou, and Song Shuhang from Huowang to come over." Ye Fan looked at Su Lin and asked, "Can you let Li Changshou bring the gods from heaven over there?"

He roughly knew what Ye Fan wanted to do, to make this place public and create a resource trading place among many of the world's top forces. It was a pity that other areas outside had not been taken over yet.

But even so, it's a bit scary.

"No problem, just tell him." Su Lin nodded: "It's quite interesting."

In this way, everyone, whether they are family members or close friends, can be brought here without any need to hide.

Soon, the first guest arrived.

"Should I go?! I thought you were aliens, but you turned out to be people from another world?!" Huang Tao followed Klein out, looking around in circles while looking around at the surrounding environment.

Next came Li Huowang, who walked in with Yi Donglai, Zhao Shuangdian, Wu Qi and others, followed by some Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

Su Lin saw a group of monks surrounding him: "What are you doing!? I won't give a lecture today!"

"Tian Fo Zun, we are celebrating the Obon Festival over there." Wu Qi came over and whispered: "I am too lazy to give lectures and lead team building."

Team building, that's okay.

Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and then everyone from Heaven, led by Li Changshou and Taibai Jinxing, arrived. In addition to the gods from Heaven, there were also immortals from the three religions.

"Your Great Heavenly Lord hasn't come yet, go and wait below."

It just so happened that the hall was gradually becoming empty.

Fortunately, the space inside this Qiongqi Tower can be expanded as Ye Fan wishes. Even if it automatically expands and grows according to the scale of a universe, it can accommodate no matter how many people there are.

"Get ready to close the door." Ye Fan said to Ruhua at the door.

After a guest walked out with his attendant's bags, the ancient stone door of Qiongqita gradually closed.

Ye Fan smiled and said: "Everyone, wait a moment."

"Bald~~! Donkey~~~! How long are you going to stay in there?"

"Monk, be good, good things are waiting for you~ Hey, these sisters are so pretty!"

A discordant greasy sound sounded.

Everyone looked at the door and saw a pig demon rushing in through the crack of the door holding a girl like a flower.

He pressed Ruhua to the ground, stretched out his tongue and licked her face wildly, drooling all over his work clothes.

But within a few seconds, as if being exerted by a huge force, a golden figure pushed the pig demon from behind, knocking it directly from the door into the middle of the trading area.

Bang bang!

The plush slap slapped the pig demon's face with a crisp sound.

The pig demon immediately returned to the appearance of a pink-headed and oily scholar, and a short and ugly ape walked out from behind.

"What are you hiding?! Come out, your grandpa will bring you a chance!"

Sun Wukong bared his teeth and looked a little fierce: "It smells so strong of a bald donkey."

"Master! Brother Monkey and I are here to pick you up!" Zhu Bajie shouted for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Brother Monkey, what should I do if this bald donkey doesn't come out?"

Sun Wukong hit Zhu Bajie on the head with a stick and tilted his chin to the left: "Get out of the way."

He closed his eyes, raised his head and took a breath of air. When he opened his eyes again, his red eyes were shining with golden light, and the golden hoop in his hand was swung straight to a location in the mist in the northwest of the tower.

Ding!

Su Lin held the golden cudgel pointed directly in front of his face and walked out of the mist with a stiff smile on his face.

"Brother Monkey, that's him!" Zhu Bajie patted Monkey on the shoulder.

"You still have some skills, come with us." Sun Wukong took back his golden cudgel, squinted his eyes, and when he turned around, the stick threw Zhu Bajie to the ground. He pointed to the door with his thumb: "Let's go, I have something to look for."

Sun Wukong blinked and found that the door had been closed.

"Bald donkey, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit." Zhu Bajie stood up and felt something was wrong.

He raised his head, and the fog that separated the other areas of the tower quickly dissipated.

The golden light was shining, the auspicious clouds were lingering, and the immortals and Buddhas holding instruments or making seals and wearing gorgeous robes stood in the void.

Heavenly soldiers and generals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, giant gods and immortals. Three-pointed double-edged swords, Qiankun circles, jade bottles.

The identities and origins of these people are self-evident.

"What a coincidence." Zhu Bajie uttered with difficulty: "Everyone... is here?"