I have a city in another world

Chapter 5331 Ghost City Gua Stall
"Look, he wrote another one!"

"It's still fifty, fifty years of life, how long can he live?"

"My darling, I'm afraid this kid is not a monster!"

In front of the rotten corpse stall owner's booth, a large group of people had gathered, looking at a young man in astonishment.

The young man is Mu Qi, who is writing yellow paper birthday money at the moment.

Holding a vermilion lacquer pen in his hand, a stack of yellow talisman paper was placed in front of him, and the tip of the pen danced continuously on the paper.

Every time a pen is written, a longevity coin will be generated.

It is so easy and simple to replace the 50-year Yangshou with a piece of yellow paper.

Those who can enter this place know very well in their hearts that Mu Qi is cashing out his life.

But no one can write ten longevity coins in a row, each with a face value of 50 years.

Their astonishment stemmed from this.

Ten pieces of fifty-denomination longevity coins are equivalent to 500 years of longevity, which is simply unimaginable.

If it was a normal person, how could it be possible to live so long?

A large group of onlookers looked at Mu Qi with a hint of shock and curiosity.

In some people's eyes, a faint fear flashed, as if they were looking at a monster.

If something goes wrong, you are a demon. According to their thinking, Mu Qi's identity is definitely not simple.

People who were amazed and afraid didn't know that Mu Qi was hanging on his heart at the moment, and it could even be said that he was surprised but not happy.

He was afraid that his longevity money would suddenly turn into a pile of waste paper and everything would be just a dream.

The more you have, the more you worry about gains and losses. If you don’t have it anymore, it’s a kind of relief.

I am even more afraid that there will be other problems, which will implicate my family members and make them hurt because of this matter.

If this is the case, it must be regrettable.

But for some reason, Mu Qi couldn't control his hand at all.

There was a lot of energy in his heart, and he had an obsession, insisting on seeing how long his lifespan was.

His state at this moment seemed to be insane, and it looked very scary.

The audience next to them were also very curious and wanted to know how many pictures Mucci could write?
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"The birthday coins you exchanged are enough to buy bronze bells. Are you going to continue writing?"

The voice of the rotten corpse stall owner woke Mu Qi up suddenly, and he looked down at the stack of yellow paper in his hand.

Unexpectedly, before he knew it, he had paid 750 years of Yangshou.

But he had a feeling that he could still continue writing, and that he could still write for many years.

What the hell happened, and why was it possible for me to do this?
Mu Qi's mood was extremely complicated at the moment, and he desperately wanted to know the answer, so he looked at the rotten corpse stall owner with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

I hope to get the answer I want from the other party and know what happened.

The rotting corpse stall owner looked at him, but did not give an answer, but tied the bronze bell with a red string.

Put it in the palm of your hand and send it to Mu Qi.

"This bronze bell, are you going to buy it or not?"

Hearing the question from the rotten corpse stall owner, Mu Qi woke up like a dream, realizing that now is not the time to be in a daze.

Do what needs to be done, and then think about other things.

If he hesitated any longer and the bronze bell was bought by others, wouldn't it be regrettable.

"I'll buy it, and I'll give you the money!"

Mu Qi grabbed a wad of longevity money, handed it directly to the corpse stall owner, and held the bronze bell in his hand.

Hold it tightly with your hands for fear of accidentally losing it.

Seeing this, everyone around showed envious expressions, and there were also people who were angry and anxious, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

This was especially true for the group of strong men, staring at Mu Qi, but thinking of ideas in their hearts.

"Brother, sell me the bronze bell, and I'll give you 100 taels of gold!"

An accomplice of the strong man suddenly blocked Mu Qi's way and made a generous promise.

But deep in his eyes, there was a trace of disdain, obviously looking down on Mu Qi.

At the same time, there is still expectation, waiting for Mu Qi to agree.

Perhaps in the heart of the other party, 100 taels of gold is a huge sum of money, and a poor man like Mu Qi must not be able to refuse.

Just by looking at the clothes, you can tell that the man was not born into a poor family, and he did not trade his life for a future when he entered the town.

For ordinary people, 100 taels of gold is definitely a huge sum of money. If there is no chance, they will not be able to earn it in their entire life.

If at any other time, Mu Qi encountered such a generous condition, he would definitely agree without hesitation.

But at this moment, Muki didn't want to talk to him.

The other party clearly knew his identity, and also knew that if he took the bronze bell out, he would be able to exchange for a generous reward.

Under the circumstances of the same benefits, still give insincere conditions, do you really think you are a fool?
The organization I belong to can not only give a lot of money, but also arrange family members to work.

But if he agrees to the transaction, not only will he not get the reward, but his family will also be retaliated against.

This damned guy is obviously cheating himself.

Thinking of this, Mu Qi sneered, turned and left without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, the man felt a little anxious, and quickly chased after him.

"If you think 100 taels is too little, I can give you 200 taels!"

"200 taels still feels like a little, are you too greedy? I'll give you another 50 taels!"

"Three whites and two, this is the limit, I advise you not to be greedy, otherwise you will be asking for trouble!"

"Damn it, why don't you speak, believe it or not, if you leave here, I will kill you immediately!"

Mu Qi kept walking forward, and an angry roar came from behind.

At the beginning, the other party was annoyed and commanding, but it didn't take long for the other party to beg.

It seems that if he does not complete the task, he will be punished. I hope Mu Qi can help him.

And said that after going out, more benefits will be given.

Passers-by watched indifferently, even scoffed, and didn't believe this **** promise at all.

"If I help you, who will help me?"

Mu Qi sneered in his heart, only felt that the other party was talking nonsense, and he refused to believe a word.

In order to be able to get rid of the other party, he deliberately ran around in the town, using the flow of people to block the other party's sight.

It didn't take long to successfully shake off the opponent.

Not hearing that annoying voice, Mu Qi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do. Although he got what he wanted, he didn't feel much joy.

Looking around, I was at a loss.

A stall on the side of the road caught Mu Qi's attention.

A simple table looks like it has just been dug out of the soil, exuding a strong earthy smell.

Behind the table sat a man in a strange robe.It looks like a Taoist robe, but it is full of words, and every word is very similar to the word "death".

The lifeless robe was paired with a lifeless face, and the folds of the skin seemed to be full of corpse wax and dirt.

If it didn't move occasionally, it would definitely be regarded as a corpse.

Beside the table was a piece of white cloth, like a funeral banner, with two lines written in black from top to bottom.

Fortune-telling to change fate, life for life.Change ten years of life, and receive ten years of Yangshou hexagram gold.

Mu Qi hesitated for a moment, then walked forward slowly.

"I want to tell my fortune."

Hearing the voice, the Gua Shi slowly raised his head to look at Mu Qi, and his neck made a crisp sound of twisting and rubbing.

It gives people a feeling that this is a rusty humanoid machine.

"Five yuan for fortune-telling, and ten yuan for life-changing."

The price is really not cheap, and one calculation will cost five years of life, but if it is really accurate and can be changed, there should be many people flocking to it.

Mu Qi took out five birthday money and slapped it on the opponent's table.

"Fortune-telling, see how many years I can live!"

(End of this chapter)