Chapter 60 Chapter 060
Yuntutu saw that there was a big business, so she moved quickly and said while matching the goods, "Sister Ming, what do you want to exchange with me? I won't accept things that we don't need."

"It's useful, it's useful," Ming Jiayi disappeared in an instant, and not long after, she dragged another box and placed it in front of her, "These are some jewelry I collected, all for you. If it's not enough, then let this Taoist priest find a way."

Taoist Shifang pointed at himself, with a look of doubt on his face, "Are you talking about me?"

This damn Ghost King has been lurking around her and has even fought with her several times. Now that she thinks about it, it seems like he was just teasing her.

No, there is only one Ghost King here, what about the others?
"It must be you," Ming Jiayi said to him, returning to her original appearance. Her face, bleeding from all seven orifices, looked particularly hideous, even a little distorted. "We have been practicing with you for so long, shouldn't we pay you a little?"

Taoist Master Shifang, "...This is simply slander. Why would I, Taoist Master Shifang, let you come and practice with me?"

"Isn't it? Or do you think we are too idle?"

After Ming Jiayi finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, and the four ghosts following him also revealed the pressure of the Ghost King.

Shifang broke out in a cold sweat. The four in front of him were all ghost kings, but he hadn't realized it at all before.

Looking over one by one, he saw familiar faces. He had fought against them before, but none of them had such momentum.

After figuring this out, his face drooped, and he picked up the cinnabar and talisman paper from the ground, "I'll go over to the side and draw some more talismans for you."

You can’t win by fighting, so just get to work.

Yun Tutu was curious, "Sister, if I hadn't come here, what would this old Taoist do?"

"What else can I do? I'll just throw him away with half my life left." Ming Jiayi was not as stupid as other ghost kings. She didn't want to make a life-and-death choice by becoming an enemy of the Taoist priest. The most important thing was that she knew this old Taoist priest when she was alive. He was a good person and he often helped people in need.

Yun Tutu gathered all the items and opened Ming Jiayi's box. It was filled with ancient jewelry. She saw that many of the other souls had short hair. "What are these things?"

"Don't worry, these are all my burial objects from thousands of years ago," Ming Jiayi looked at the new cheongsam on her body. She had seen it on other female ghosts before, and now she finally owned it. "Some of them have been destroyed, so I won't take them out."

Yuntutu, "..." This is a genius, digging his own grave.

Yuntutu has seen ghosts, so of course there are no such taboos, and many cultural relics were also dug out. "These are enough, I will burn everything for you now."

Ming Jiayi looked at the increasing number of things under her name, and the corners of her mouth widened, "Burn some more servants for me. After the 15th of July this year, I will not stay in this place anymore."

With so much property, it can live a leisurely and comfortable life down there without having to be on guard against these Taoists who jump out every day.

Taoist Shifang was about to draw the second talisman and was looking at it in surprise, "You can go to the underworld?"

"Of course," the smile on Ming Jiayi's face grew deeper and deeper. The things Yun Tutu had prepared were really complete. Should she continue to live a hard life here instead of enjoying the good days?
Taoist Shifang muttered to himself, "Money makes the devil work, money makes the devil work..."

Yun Tutu ignored him and started to work hard to promote his own products, especially the first few ghost kings, who were all very generous.

Especially the little brat who wanted to launch a sneak attack before, Yun Tutu didn’t expect that its strength was only second to Ming Zhuyi.

The child dragged a few pieces of raw stones and pushed them all to Yun Tutu, "I'll use these to exchange. Don't worry, these are all from my mine."

Ming Jiayi looked at the little ghost with disdain, "Amu is right, it was originally from northern Myanmar, and it has some abilities. It was originally going to be taken away to be a ghost slave, but it was lucky enough to escape."

Yuntutu didn't believe such a few words, something must have happened in between, and looked at Amu with some regret. This little kid was only five or six years old. Amu pressed the head that was previously in his hand on his head and shook it. The little guy with a pale face but a very handsome face showed two dimples, "Sister, I want all those things that the big sister asked for just now, but I don't want that skirt. Do you have any clothes that are suitable for me?"

Yuntutu picked and chose, and found that these funeral shops were really well-equipped, allowing her to find some clothes suitable for children. Yuntutu found them all, and the shopkeepers bought them all with a big gesture.

Piaopiao at the back was angry but dared not say anything, because their strength did not allow it.

It can be said that the four ghost kings in front have consumed more than half of the goods in Yuntutu's hands, and there are not many things left. However, even so, with four ghost kings in place, the ones behind dare not cause trouble.

The little devil behind is a bit stingy, and the money has to go through a middleman.

It is because their ghost power is not strong enough to take the entity, so they can only tell Taoist Master Shifang where they know the money is and let him take it out, and the debt will be transferred to him.

What else could Taoist Shifang do? He accepted all the demands under the pressure from the four ghost kings, and used up all his magic power until he finally completed twenty talismans.

Every time Yun Tutu took a piece of talisman paper, he would ask what its function was.

"This is a defensive talisman," Taoist Master Shifang finally understood. The man in front of him was really a Taoist rookie, so he explained it very carefully. "If you wear it with you, you can resist the attack of the Ghost King. It can also help you ward off disasters at other times. It can resist three fatal impacts."

Yun Tutu took careful notes, "Good stuff, but why is there only this one?"

Taoist Shifang rolled his eyes at her and said, "It takes me three months to get one like this. I'm keeping this to save my life."

The Ghost King was ready to let me go, otherwise he would not be willing to do so, but this little girl actually thought it was not enough.

"Go on, go on," Yun Tutu continued to write with a smile on his face.

"This is a ghost-repelling talisman. Ordinary ghosts won't come near."

Yuntutu, "...Send it off, there is no Piaopiao in our place, right?"

"Just because you haven't seen it, doesn't mean there isn't one."

Song Song's words really frightened Yun Tutu, "Really?"

Send Song, "The magnetic field is different, don't worry, there will be no evil ghosts in your plane, they will dissipate soon after death."

"Isn't this thing a bit useless?"

Song Song, "But it really has this effect. If you don't need it, you can keep it and trade it with others later."

"That's a good idea," Yun Tutu said quickly and took notes.

Taoist Shifang didn't understand. How come this girl looked so disgusted before and then she withdrew so quickly in an instant?
After this transaction, he was really left with nothing, or not, he still had a pile of cinnabar talisman paper and dry food.

When he returns, there will still be a lot of treasures waiting for him to dig. He just hopes they are not just lying to him.

(End of this chapter)