Hutao uses me to judge my performance

Judging from the size of the jar and the amount of salt inside, it would take most of the pouring time to cover a person.

Not to mention using this thing to fight a demon with a body bigger than mountains and seas.

Jiang Bai's dismissive attitude obviously irritated Wan Yan even more. Wan Yan glanced at him gloomily and walked forward without looking back.

"According to our agreement, each person takes one piece in turn, so I will accept this salt shaker." Clement happily put the salt shaker into his bag.

Zhongli spoke slowly, "Since I have chosen this one, according to the contract, the next one will belong to someone else."

They made a contract before entering the ruins. Each person took one piece in turn, and Zhongli did not participate in it.

"No problem, no problem!"

Clement agreed happily. What could be more valuable than this!

The further you go, the more "people" you see.

These people who have long been transformed into salt sculptures have different postures. They are either maintaining the movement of running away, or they are praying with their hands clasped together, as if they are repenting to the gods.

"What the hell happened here?"

Even Clement felt frightened after seeing too many of these statues.

"You should be able to find out if you go inside."

Not long after, several people saw Wan Yan again. She was standing in front of a stone ruler, frowning in deep thought.

"What is this? A ruler?" Clement asked.

"This is a measuring instrument." Wan Yan gave an affirmative reply.

"This is also a thing of the Demon God of Salt. Once this salt ruler is inserted into the ground, the soil will be covered with salt like rising water. The deeper it goes, the more salt grains will be. In other words, it is a [harvest] of salt."

Hearing this, Wan Yan took the salt ruler immediately. Holding the artifact in her hand, she felt confident and looked at Jiang Bai jokingly.

"Humph, you stupid lackey of Morax, you have nothing to say now!"

Jiang Bai crossed his arms over his chest, "Do you believe it or not? The salt ruler in your hand will soon fall into my hand."

Hearing this, Wan Yan's expression changed and she quickly hugged the salt ruler tightly, fearing that he would snatch it away.

Jiang Bai just wanted to see him unhappy and scare her. If he was to say that he was too tempted by the salt ruler, he really wasn't.

"Although it sounds strong, it only sounds like it."

Jiang Bai analyzed to her bit by bit where the salt ruler was weak.

"First of all, the soil is just covered with salt. It does not mean that the soil has turned into salt. In other words, the salt still pours out from the salt ruler, which is no different from the effect of the salt cup.

"The second thing is efficiency. Take the Salt of the Earth area as an example. If you want to use this salt ruler to cover all the Salt of the Earth, do you think it will take one year or two years?"

"With this time, the emperor would have killed the Demon God of Salt a thousand times!"

"You, you, are talking nonsense!" Wan Yan's face turned red and his neck thickened.

"I'm sorry, everyone, but I also accept this salt ruler."

Clement took advantage of her not paying attention and snatched the salt ruler away.

"Thank you all, see you again soon!"

After grabbing the things, he ran away.

With this salt ruler and salt cup, he can dominate the entire salt market!A country with unparalleled wealth is just around the corner!

"Hey! Where do you want to run!" Jiang Bai immediately slipped him out of the shadows.

"Haven't you heard the words of the King of Rocks? The contract is made, and those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

Dare to violate the contract in front of the old man? Do you think he is a disciple of the emperor?

"That's your Liyue god, and I'm from Winter!"

"Oh, the Solstice people are amazing! Even if you, the Solstice Queen, are here, you still have to abide by the contract!"

After Jiang Bai said something harsh, he looked at Zhongli and asked in a very dogged manner:

"Master, what is the punishment for eating rocks? Do you want him to eat rocks?"

"Just punishment is enough."

"That's easy."

Jiang Bai snapped his fingers, took the salt ruler and salt cup, and sealed his entire body with rock elements, leaving only his head for him to move around.

"Okay, now that my master has spoken, I won't let you eat rocks. You can just stay here until we finish exploring this place!"

Jiang Bai looked at Wan Yan, who was so frightened that he took several steps back, and smiled extremely dangerously.

"Now that we are here, Miss Wanyan, who is pretending to be an archaeologist, it's time for you to tell her true origins."

"Yes, you are not an archaeologist at all, you are just interested in the Salt Demon God himself."

Even Paimon noticed something was wrong with her.

Facing the terrifying Jiang Bai, reason finally overcame his disgust and anger towards him.

Wan Yan took a deep breath and said: "I come from one of Liyue's [Seven Stars and Eight Gates], the [Yinyuan Hall] in charge of the salt industry."

"Tsk, he's still an official. When did his ability to look at people with eyesight become so poor?"

Wanyan ignored his words and continued to tell her story.

"My ancestors were the people who were protected by the Demon God of Salt when the Demon God War swept across the continent."

"I guessed it a long time ago"

The words were interrupted again by Jiang Bai. Wan Yan took several deep breaths and continued her own rhythm.

Although this Jiang Bai is Morax's stupid lackey, Zhongli is different from the travelers. They are fair. She must seek justice for the Salt Demon God!

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PS: The cover has been changed, and I am going to change the title of the book to "Hudao Takes Me to Compete on Performance"

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【Sneak away with head in hand】

Chapter 407 I am a lackey and I am proud!

"During the war, Morax assassinated our god. He was jealous of the power of the Salt Demon and made us homeless!"

"You really have no shame at all. With this power, let alone jealousy, I have no interest in it."

What Jiang Bai said was really true. He really had no interest in the authority of this salt.

Although he can produce unlimited salt, the best Jiang Bai can do is to be a salt merchant.

But if you want to open a store to sell salt, you have to register for various certificates, rent a storefront, recruit people, entertain customers, and run various business operations. Once the business is started, if you want to expand the market, you have to start a business war with those salt merchants.

He doesn't like to do this. It's too troublesome. It would be better to sell it to Ningguang if it is left in his hands.

At least Ning Guang could give him money directly.

Wan Yan tried her best to block Jiang Bai's various taunts, and only stared at Zhongli, hoping that he could stop his disciple and say something fair.

She revealed all the emotions she had suppressed for so many years, the hatred, the hatred, and the humiliation of having to live under the protection of her enemies.

"I hate him! But Liyue is the Liyue of Morax, and history must be whitewashed by him!"

History is always written by the victors, and Morax is the victor.

He can beautify his own history without any scruples, and erase the achievements of the Salt Demon God just like he erased the life of the Salt Demon God.

Her voice was hoarse, "So, I want to prove! Prove that Morax is also guilty! He has blood on his hands, and he has a cruel and ruthless side!"

Zhong Li didn't speak.

Wan Yan looked at Zhong Li eagerly, her words subconsciously laced with desire.

As a believer in the Salt Demon God, she grew up listening to the deeds of the Salt Demon God told by her ancestors and hated Morax for countless years.

Finally, finally here, she could finally prove that Morax was guilty too, and she longed for justice!

"Right, Mr. Zhongli! You promised me, we signed a contract! We must face the truth!

"You cannot be influenced by him! Mr. Zhongli, you must make a fair judgment on this matter!!"

Seeing her like this, Zhongli's eyes were filled with pity.

"That's natural. Liyue is no longer Morax's Liyue."

He took the lead and walked forward, "Go forward, all the answers lie ahead."

Jiang Bai rolled his eyes at Wan Yan and followed Zhongli's footsteps.

He also wanted to know how the Salt Demon God died.

The further inside you go, the more depressing the feeling is in the air, and a feeling of despair and lifelessness permeates the air.

This is the lingering thought of the demon god. Even though thousands of years have passed, it still remains solid and devastating.

"Is this the devil's remnant?" Jiang Bai felt it, and his mood seemed to be affected by this remnant, becoming a little desperate and dead.

"Yes." Zhongli nodded.

"The power that a demon god erupts when he dies is so terrifying that it can even cause geological changes. The more powerful the demon god is, the greater the impact will be after death.

"These unwillingness and hatred will not disappear easily. They will attach themselves to objects, people and even monsters, causing great harm."

"So, this is what Mandrill deals with every day?"

Jiang Bai finally had a clear idea of ​​what Mandrill was going to fight against.

I have always known that there is such a thing, but I have never experienced it, and I don't know how powerful it is.

But it seems that it is really not easy for Mandrill to survive until now.

"Strange, why can I only feel despair and deathly silence?"

Sora also felt the demon's remnants, but what puzzled him was, why was there no hatred in it?

If he was killed, he would definitely hate it, right?

Hate, hate the person or god who killed him, hate the cruel rules of the demon war, hate the person who made the rules, hate the person who started the war

But what he felt more was deathly silence, and there was nothing sadder than the feeling of death.

"Of course it's because Heulia felt the deepest emotions before her death."

"The Demon God of Salt. What happened to him?"

Among all the people, Wan Yan felt the demon's residual thoughts the most. She did not have the eyes of God and could not resist these demon's residual thoughts. At this moment, her mind was already somewhat affected.

But fortunately, her obsession was strong enough that the impact on her was not too strong and she could still maintain her sanity.

Soon, several people saw two broken sword sections. These two broken sword sections had been salted a lot, but they still maintained the shape of the sword itself. They were very conspicuous when placed on the shelf.

"Is this a sword?" Wan Yan's mood instantly rose.

"The broken sword! This is evidence! Proves that the Salt Demon God once resisted! He just couldn't withstand the poisonous hand of Morax!"

Jiang Bai touched the broken sword with his hand. Although the salted part on it still maintained the shape of the sword, he could rub out salt grains with a gentle rub.

"Is this really the weapon of the Salt Demon God? Why does it look so different?"

It doesn't even have the most basic sturdiness as a weapon. How can you fight people with such a weapon?

Zhongli was definitely his answer, "This is not His weapon, it is the thing that kills Him."

When Jiang Bai realized it, he just said, how can such a sword be used as a weapon?

"Doesn't that mean that the salt on this sword is actually the blood of the Demon God of Salt? The Demon God's blood corroded the sword and salted the parts where the blood was stuck."

"Yes."

After saying this, Zhongli didn't give Wan Yan a chance to speak. He just said, "Keep going inside, and I will tell you everything you want to know."

The further inside, the stronger the demon's residual thoughts became. I wonder if it was the broken sword just now that stimulated Wanyan. She was obviously affected and became dazed.

"Master, do you have anything to temporarily isolate her from the influence of the Demon God's residual thoughts?" Jiang Bai asked.