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Chapter 75 Black Tiger Gang [End](1/2)

In this Phoenix City, the beliefs of the victims are also a resource.

A victim with nothing and a spirit of emptiness is the easiest existence to believe in some weak gods and transform them into loyal believers.

They are a resource that weak gods like very much.

Just give away a little bit of food to exchange for their faithful faith.

This is a very cost-effective business. A few thousand kilograms of rice and flour can be exchanged for a group of loyal believers.

There were countless Shanye Mao Shen Sect who saw this opportunity and came over, intending to exchange rice and grain for a group of believers.

No one suffers in this transaction.

For the food in the hands of these sects, the senior leaders of Phoenix City also turned a blind eye to these little Mao gods who were "not qualified to preach".

The victims were able to survive, Phoenix City saved a large population, and the Mao Gods gained a large amount of faith.

Mutual benefit!

Win-win for all parties!

And in this system, there is another kind of person.

Very small, but very difficult.

They have their own way of survival and absorb nutrients from this system.

People like Wang Wu and the others are like this.

He has certain force and is willing to sacrifice his life for money.

Mixed among the victims and seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to squeeze some money from these "don't use intention" sects.

At the same time, achieve some of your own small goals.

With the protection of Phoenix City, they don’t have to worry about the evil god sect turning against each other and killing them all.

This is Phoenix City! It is the largest military city in the southern region of the Song Dynasty!

The army stationed in the city is the most elite Yanlong Army in the south! There are many experts inside!

Not to mention the Mao Shen Sect, even a large number of evil gods’ true bodies are coming... I’m afraid it may not be able to get it!

As for those big sects that even the senior executives of Phoenix City have to sell their faces...

Wang Wu and the others will not be blind to provoke him...

Phoenix City itself is also happy to see people like Wang Wu, helping them to cause some trouble for those Mao Gods and evil gods.

......

The shack was spread out normally, but no one came to make trouble for Gu Yang and the others during this period. Before the sky got dark, this "tent" that was more than ten meters long and wide, like a greenhouse, was finally built.

After finishing all this, Gu Yang and his team set up a sign in front of the door as Zhao Yang said.

There is a door couplet written on it:

[Putting rice and porridge is only used to treat it as a whole.]

[It is better to ask your own conscience than to ask the heaven and earth.]

【Do what you can.】

After putting on the sign, Sun Yu yelled a few times: "The porridge will start at noon tomorrow. Everyone will be dispersed, let's disperse..."

Then, with a shout, he pulled the white bra down and isolated the gaze that was snooping outside.

The victims who received the news naturally left. Wang Wu and his brothers ignored them when they saw that Zhao Yang and others had entered the greenhouse.

But they didn't know.

At this time, in the greenhouse, five strong boxers were waving shovels and digging tunnels with all their might!

Handfuls of loess were dug out of the pit, and the roots of the underground sycamore tree had become sparse.

From time to time, these characters even stopped and wiped the sweat from their bodies with a rag.

These characters are so tired!

You know! Zhao Yang only remembers that Chunyang Beppu is near this sycamore tree, but he only remembers the approximate location!

Chunyang Beppu is underground, and it is not a simple task to dig it up!

At present, five strong young men were so tired that they took the guys to dig.

If it is changed to Zhao Yang himself...

Looking at the thin arms and legs of his game characters, Zhao Yang didn't have much confidence.

"When the attributes are added, why can't we grow muscles?"

After joking, Zhao Yang began to practice swords in the shack.

Everything is weak in muscles. The real ability is to use when cutting people!

Digging is a very boring thing. After watching it for a while, Zhao Yang lost interest and started looking for a song online to listen to it.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

When the door opened, Sun Yu stood there with a thief smile on his face.

"Brother Yang, you're fine now... let's play cards for a while?"

"play cards?"

Zhao Yang blinked.

Half an hour later.

In Zhao Yang's room, several young men were already looking desperate.

"Brother Yang, our salary next month..."

"Yeah, I lost all."

"Brother Zhao Yang doesn't want it! I promised to mail the money back to my mother!"

"Oh, you can post the bonus back."

"We still have bonuses?"

The young men who were already desperate had their eyes lit up. Looking at the playing cards on the bed, they suddenly ignited their fighting spirit again!

"Call the landlord!"

"I'll grab it!"

Looking at the strange movements made by the two remnants of souls behind the boy opposite... Zhao Yang blinked again.

Playing cards with people like him who cheat with cheaters isn’t it because they have too much money and don’t spend money?

Although the remnant soul has no consciousness, this thing is also useful...

With a little trick, you can slightly affect it. With the stimulation of pure yang energy, training residual souls is easier than training dogs.

Just a little disgusting...

After playing poker cards for more than an hour, Zhao Yang finally failed to kill all the money he had won them back and stopped playing after losing most of the money he had won them.

It's all the money in his pocket, it's really not attractive...

A few young men were having fun. When Zhao Yang came back from a forum, they were still having fun.

I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Yang called two of them to go to the game to make porridge, and the remaining characters continued to dig.

There was a cloth curtain between the tent. When the victims came to drink the porridge, they saw more than a dozen large wooden barrels, and five players were holding wooden spoons to serve porridge.

Give porridge during the day.

Dig a hole at night.

Sprinkle porridge.

Dig a hole.

In this way, they dug for three nights before they dug to the corner of Chunyang Immortal Palace!

Zhao Yang was listening to music while he was idle, and Gu Qiang suddenly shouted beside him.

"Brother Yang, I've dug something!"

Zhao Yang picked up his cell phone and saw that a bluestone appeared in the place they had dug more than five meters deep.

After pursing his lips, Zhao Yang whispered: "Dig the corners around it, dig downwards, and see if there is any entrance. This is the bluestone stairs, about 1.8 meters long, you can dig along the texture."

"Okay!"

The five people dug for more than three hours and finally found the entrance between a bluestone stairs and soil!

"Finished!"

"Brother Zhao Yang!"
To be continued...
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