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Chapter 54 Ghost Mist

The golden vajra with great light shattered the fire snake into pieces with just one blow, and the broken body of the fire snake turned into sparks flying all over the sky.

Gao Daquan didn't have time to be happy, and a heart-wrenching pain surged into his chest.

When I looked down, I saw a little humanoid monster with a red body, flying out of a big hole in the chest happily, holding a still beating heart.

As the heart left, it seemed as if all the strength in the body was rapidly draining from the hole in the chest.

Gao Daquan instinctively reached out to grab it, but was nimbly dodged by the red-faced boy flying in the air.

The red-faced boy flew faster and faster in the air, flew farther and farther, and finally flew in front of Du Kang, holding his heart in front of him like a treasure, as if he wanted to dedicate something he considered precious to him.

Du Kang shook his head. "If you like it, just eat it."

The red-faced boy immediately opened his small mouth, grinning at an exaggerated angle, biting off a quarter of the heart that was still beating slowly, and chewed with his mouth bulging.

Not far away, Gao Daquan, who was staggering towards this side despite severe pain and a sense of powerlessness, saw this scene and finally could no longer suppress the despair and fear in his heart and fell to the ground.

"No, don't eat my heart, give me my heart back..."

The blood loss and weakness caused by losing his heart made Gao Daquan's voice weak when he spoke. He stretched out his hand to reach for the distant heart in vain. This was the only thing he could do now.

"You are so naughty. How could you steal someone's heart? Give it back to them quickly."

Du Kang's voice sounded beside him, and the red-faced boy dropped his heart from the air with a face full of reluctance. With a "pop" sound, it fell right into Gao Daquan's hand.

Gao Daquan, who was already on his deathbed, saw that the heart he had found in his hand was intact, and he smiled with satisfaction and fell into an eternal sleep.

Three five-element demon boys were flying around to inspect, and Du Kang reached out to pick up the tall Vajra and Huayan Sutra.

Demonic power is injected into the vajra, and a faint golden light is emitted. This is a Buddhist magic weapon, a legacy of the benevolence of the former abbot of Luohan Temple. It first fell into the hands of Gao Daquan, and now it fell into the hands of Du Kang.

Du Kang held it with one hand and waved it a few times, and found that the vajra was too short and not easy to get hold of. It seemed that he would have to sell it in the future.

Putting the vajra into his stomach pouch, Du Kang began to read the Avatamsaka Sutra again. Every few sentences in the Avatamsaka Sutra have more words than the original version. The combination of these words is the cultivation method of "Angle Planting Method".

Du Kang corresponded word for word with the content recited by Senior High School Zhuang. After confirming that the content was correct, he also put the Huayan Sutra into his stomach.

At this time, the Five Elements Demon Boy also made a discovery in the side hall.

The white-faced boy spit out Gengjin sword energy and split a floor tile. Then he and the other two boys struggled to carry the fragments of the floor tiles. In the gaps between the fragments of the floor tiles, pieces of gold and silver reflected the light of the candlelight. The bright light stung people's eyes.

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The Five Elements Demon Boy's intelligence made Du Kang secretly shake his head. He moved a chair aside and directed the green-faced boy to crash into the chair. Immediately, a thick vine grew out of the chair.

The vines swept the fragments aside in a sweeping sweep, leaving only pieces of gold and silver shining brightly. Then the vines rolled up a gold bar and handed it to Du Kang.

Du Kang first took out a pair of deerskin gloves from his stomach pouch and put them on before taking the gold bars. Although Gao Sanzhuang said there were no traps where the money was hidden, poisoning gold and silver has always been a traditional treasure-hiding skill, so we had to guard against it.

It is said that the reason why gold and silver in this world can become currency is not only because they are scarce in quantity. It is also because when they are circulated as currency, they can store people's desires, beliefs and aspirations for money and a better life in them.

Some high-level monks can extract the wish power from gold and silver, and the wish power is a kind of cultivation spell and a universal substance for forging magic weapons and magic weapons. This is how the current currency system comes into being.

The gold bar in his hand was small, weighing only two ounces. Du Kang concentrated on sensing it carefully for a long time, but found nothing. It seemed that such high-end power as wishing power was still too far away for him now.

He sensed the will power on one side, and the vines on the other side had taken out all the gold and silver from the underground compartments and arranged them in two piles.

There are seven gold bars in the size of twenty taels, totaling fourteen taels. The silver is cast into the shape of bricks, five kilograms each, making a total of twenty pieces, totaling one thousand taels.

It seems that because of the difference in willingness capacity, the exchange ratio between gold and silver has always been extremely stable at one to one hundred.

Therefore, a total of 2,400 taels of silver was harvested this time, plus the dozen or so taels of gold harvested from Heifeng Village, and the savings from the hard work of the mission. After deducting the expenses during this period, I now have a total of four thousand and one taels.

Property of more than one hundred taels of silver.

Sure enough, hard work is not as good as murder and arson. Only a small part of his assets are earned by himself, and most of them are contributed by Heifeng Village and Duojiao Village. Their money also comes from burning, killing and looting.

No matter which world you are in, money comes quickly.

He cut off Gao Daquan's demon horns and tightened his stomach pouch in the same way. After confirming that there were no valuable items here anymore, Du Kang pushed the door open with three boys.

The gambling game in the front yard is still not over at this time. There are sounds of drinking and guessing, cheers of winning money, curses of losing money and the sound of having fun holding women.

Du Kang looked at the bald bandits who were immersed in their own enjoyment, and with a wave of his hand, the little mist that originally surrounded the side hall filled the courtyard.

If he were on the battlefield and encountered them who were full of energy, well-equipped, and standing in formation, with guns in the front and bows in the back, Du Kang would only choose to retreat.

If Gao Daquan was still behind to encourage him, Du Kang might have to be injured before he could break through, or even if he was unlucky, he might not be able to escape and be surrounded and killed on the spot.

There is no way, although Du Kang has many kinds of spells and their power is pretty good, he is still not invulnerable.

As long as it can break through defenses, the existence of a mortal army has meaning. If it becomes indestructible, it will be able to kill seven in and seven out among thousands of troops.

The bandits who are now scattered are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered to the monks.

The ghost mist, which smelled a bit like paper ash, filled the entire yard in an instant, immediately arousing the vigilance of the bandits.

“Where does the fog come from in the middle of winter?”

"No, this is not fog. There is no water vapor in the fog, and there is a strange smell."

The fog filled the air very quickly. They soon discovered that the fog was getting thicker and thicker. Even the people around them could barely see the outline clearly. The fog also blocked the sound. They had to shout loudly to be heard by the people around them.

What did you say.

"No, it's an enemy attack. Those weaklings outside dare to come in. Brothers, come to my place to form a formation."

A small leader wanted to gather his men, but the thick fog blocked his voice.

Looking again, the entire front yard was a mess. The visual obstruction prevented them from seeing their companions around them clearly, and the auditory obstruction prevented them from hearing the orders. The bandits fell into panic.


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