From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

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"No……"

Shui Xun's face suddenly turned red.

Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that his expression was a little inaccurate, and quickly explained: "I just want the guests to be a little cleaner, so there is no need for me to wipe my chair after the transaction."

Shui Xun looked himself up and down, then said shyly, "Senior, I'm sorry, I'll help you wipe it after the transaction!"

Changsheng was helpless, "Forget it, let's talk about the deal."

In fact, he can create a cleansing talisman for the fairy world.

Those people in the fairy world don’t take a bath or wash their clothes, they rely on it!

Since Shui Xun doesn’t need it, forget it.

After welcoming Shui Xun into the second room, Changsheng poured a cup of tea, "Please!"

"Thank you, senior."

Shui Xun quickly picked it up and drank it all.

Because she hadn't had any water for the whole day.

Changsheng then refilled his glass and asked, "So what would you like to buy this time?"

Shui Xun said hurriedly: "I want to save my parents!"

"That's all?"

Changsheng looked at Shuixun with some emotion.

Because she never seemed to think about herself.

Didn't she understand what it meant to be able to trade with him?

Shui Xun thought for a moment and continued, "I also hope that our family can leave Baidi City and live in a new place. There won't be so many dangers there, and there won't be any strange beasts either. We can live in peace and security as a family."

Changsheng smiled, "What the guest wants is very simple. But have you ever thought about it? In fact, these things can be obtained by yourself. When a person is not strong enough, he, his friends and relatives may all be in danger."

After listening to Changsheng's words, Shui Xun was stunned for a few seconds, and then said disappointedly: "I also want to protect them, but I don't have the strength. Senior, what do I want? Whatever the price is, I can give it to you."

Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "In this case, we still have to go and see it first, and then we can make an accurate estimate."

Of course, that's what I say.

Changsheng has already thought about what he wants this time.

But I can’t say yet.

He was worried that Shui Xun would resist.

Then, Changsheng stood up and said, "Then please come with me."

Shui Xun was delighted. She took out a clean handkerchief from her clothes and wiped the edge where she had just sat. Then she said, "Senior, when the transaction is completed, I will help you clean the floor. I am really sorry for dirtying your place."

She couldn't wait any longer and could only say some words of apology.

My father and his family are in imminent danger. The sooner they can leave, the less guilt their parents will have.

…

Walking on the streets of Baidi City, Changsheng found that all eyes around him were looking at him.

But then Changsheng discovered that these eyes were all looking at Shuixun.

"Isn't this the eldest daughter of the Shui family?"

"She is wanted, so how dare she show up here?"

Amid the whispers of people around him, Changsheng slowly quickened his pace.

Then they stopped in front of a billboard, because it was covered with Shui Xun's wanted posters and the charges against Shui Xun.

Every single one of them is well-founded and reasonable.

"It's really well-organized."

Changsheng sneered, then slowly pointed the scabbard towards the signboard.

The moment the scabbard touched the signboard, the signboard was like a spark falling from a pile of firewood, and a raging fire instantly ignited.

…

Baidi City Dungeon.

Bai Ye sat not far from Shui Qianfan who was tied to the wooden frame, with a cold expression.

Beside Bai Ye stood three middle-aged men holding long whips, shaking the whips constantly, as if they could whip him at any time.

These three people are the three commanders in the City Lord’s Mansion second only to Bai Ye.

Because of the special nature of the Black Street Order, only the three people Bai Ye trusts the most can interrogate Bai Ye and the others.

Bai Ye asked coldly: "Shui Qianfan, how long do you think your daughter can hide in the city?"

Shui Qianfan said calmly: "Lord Baiye, I beg you to let my daughter go. It doesn't matter if you want our lives. If you want the Black Street Order, I can also let Shui Xun call her out, but I beg you to let her live."

Having fallen into Bai Ye's hands, he no longer had any hope of survival.

But he was worried about Shui Xun.

Shui Xun's life has just begun. She has been growing up under his care all these years and has not yet seen clearly what the world is like.

"If I say I will spare her life, would you believe it?" Bai Ye said coldly.

"So I hope that after satisfying your request, Lord Baiye, you can keep your promise once and let Shui Xun go."

"First, tell me where your daughter is hiding. We can discuss everything else."

"I won't say anything unless you agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, three whips came at him like lightning.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

All three whips hit Shui Qianfan, leaving his chest covered with flesh and blood.

When the whip was pulled away, you could still see the flesh and blood stuck to it.

However, Shui Qianfan gritted his teeth and held on, and the flesh on his lips was broken from biting the pain.

The jellyfish next to it was already crying.

Shui Qianfan forced a smile and consoled him, "I'm fine. It was just those two hits. It didn't hurt as much as if the claws of a strange beast grabbed my chest."

Jellyfish was still crying, she didn't believe Shui Qianfan's words.

How can it not hurt?

His chest was clearly torn and blood was flowing down.

Bai Ye said in a cold voice: "Shui Qianfan, if you don't tell me, then the next whipping won't just be on you. Your wife can't bear it as well as you can, right?"

"Bai Ye, come at me if you have the guts!"

Shui Qianfan roared angrily, and the veins on his neck bulged, looking very scary.

Bai Ye was still in the same state as before, and said, "Then I'll ask again, where is your daughter hiding?"

"Bai Ye, you will definitely die a miserable death!"

Shui Qianfan no longer intends to deceive himself.

In fact, he had long understood that Bai Ye would never let Shui Xun live, but he still held on to that hope.

In that case, he might as well just die.

As long as he dies, Shui Xun will keep hiding, and she also has the Black Street Order. With the Black Street Order, Bai Ye will never be able to catch Shui Xun. And she can also find opportunities to slowly become stronger through the Black Street merchants, and one day she will be able to surpass Bai Ye.

"Keep fighting. As long as you survive, you can do whatever you want to me." Bai Ye snorted angrily, stood up and was about to walk out.

Since his inquiries were fruitless, he decided to go to White Night City himself to take a look.

He couldn't feel at ease until Shui Xun found him.

"Master, we are here."

"Master?"

"Master!"

"Master..."

Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling light immediately penetrated into his eyes, followed by a fresh air rushing into his nose. After he got used to it, he saw a wooden box with windows on both sides.

Are all coffins designed like this now? They can even have windows? It turns out there are more than just one style of coffin.

etc!

Changsheng sat up suddenly and looked out the window of the wooden box.

Pedestrians hurried past, and the sounds of chatting and hawking were endless.

Only one or two meters away from him, there was a middle-aged man leaning his head and looking straight at him.

"Master, we're here."

The middle-aged man opened the curtain completely.

The moment the sunlight came in, Changsheng felt a hint of warmth.

It had been a long time since he felt the warmth of the sun. Since he became ill, he could only lie on the stiff bed every day, watching the medicine bottle dripping down from above his head, and when it was empty, a nurse would come over to replace it.

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But now he felt the warm sunshine and fresh air.

Is this a dream?

If this is a dream, please God don't let him wake up.

He was really in pain lying on the stiff hospital bed every day.

When Changsheng took a step forward, his head suddenly hit the ceiling. After a bang, a pain hit his heart.

"ah!"

"ah?"

"Was that painful just now?"

"I'm not dreaming!"

Changsheng quickly leaned his head out from behind the curtain and was stunned by the scene before him...

Men and women in simple clothes walked along the street. The houses on both sides were all made of wood and were only two or three stories high. On the street, the cries of vendors and the sounds of children playing were heard everywhere.

In the distance, one carriage after another was running slowly, and the coachman was reminding pedestrians while driving the carriages.

A little further away, in the clanging blacksmith shop, a sturdy man with arms thicker than his thighs was swinging a hammer, hitting the iron block clamped in pliers again and again.

A little further away, one after another, beautifully dressed women were waving and seducing passers-by.

At this moment, Changsheng realized it.

He is reborn!

Reborn into another world.

He could live truly, well, and happily for once.

"Young master, what are you looking at?" The coachman next to him also followed Changsheng's gaze and looked into the distance.

Changsheng came back to his senses, tears in his eyes, and cried with joy: "It's nothing, I'm just looking at people and houses."

"Master, why are you crying?"

"I am happy."

The driver fell silent.

Because the conversation couldn't go on.

Changsheng got off the carriage and just as he stood still on the street, the coachman turned the carriage around.

Before leaving, the driver said, "Master, please don't tell them that I took you out for fun."

Changsheng nodded, stared at the carriage moving further and further away for a while, then began to look around.

He suddenly felt the urge to pee, but there seemed to be no toilet nearby, only an empty alley.

Without any hesitation, Changsheng rushed into the alley, thinking of finding a corner to pee, but as soon as he turned the corner, his vision suddenly went dark.

Before my eyes was a street plunged into darkness.

Besides the terrifying darkness, Changsheng also felt it was too quiet.

It doesn't look like a place where people live.

When he suddenly felt a chill on his back, Changsheng couldn't help but run towards the only place with lights not far away.

"Anyone there?"

We stormed the store, but it was empty.

Inside the store, there are many empty shelves, and on the empty shelves are all transparent jars. I don’t know what they are used to hold.

"Anyone there?"

Changsheng shouted again.

Still no one!

But he saw a letter on the counter next to him!

A letter with a China Post stamp!

There were three words written in the middle of the envelope: New black street merchant Changsheng receives it!

No sender!

"this……"

Changsheng was confused.

Because his name was on the letter, and the envelope came from the Chinese world where he died.

With great curiosity, Changsheng opened the letter.

[Congratulations, you have become the new black street businessman. ]

When I saw the first line of words, I heard a narration.

Changsheng looked around, but there was no one around.

[I've given you a chance to live again. In the long, or possibly short, days ahead, you will take over from me as the new black street merchant. From this moment on, you will have the ability to create, and the things in your mind will be able to be created into reality. For example, if you think of an apple, you can actually create an apple. But that's not the point. The point is that the duty of a black street merchant is to sell the things he creates to people in this world.]

【However, the price can be more than just money. It can also be your body, time, or even your life! As for what the price is, it is entirely up to you. Whether it is the money or other things you create, its value will determine the length of your life you live again. This is why your future may be long or short.】

[Oh, I have something to tell you. The number you see on your wrist now is the time you have left.]

"10?"

"10 days!"

Changsheng's face suddenly turned pale.

No!

How could he only have ten days to live again?

[If you don't want to die again, put down the envelope, create something, and sell it to the people of this world. Whatever you get in exchange, put it in a can and put it back in the container, and you will gain life. ]

"No, I don't want to die."

The first thing that comes to mind when it comes to longevity is making money. What if the price is time or life, and the other party is unwilling to give it?

“How many lives can money buy?”

Changsheng quickly searched his body and found a silver note.

A total of 100 taels.

Changsheng hurriedly took a jar from the shelf, put 100 taels into it, and then put the jar back on the shelf.

The next moment, the banknote disappeared in the jar.

Changsheng immediately looked at his wrist.

A number +10 flashed by.

"100 twenty seconds!"

Changsheng immediately began to calculate forward.

It costs 600 taels per hour!

That’s 14,400 taels a day!

To extend your life for ten days, you will need 144,000 taels!

When Changsheng dug out the memories of the purchasing power of money in this world in his mind, he was dumbfounded.

100 taels is five years’ salary for an ordinary person.

In other words, if an ordinary person does not eat or drink for five years, he can only gain ten minutes of life.

Why is this exchange rate so exaggerated!

He finally got a chance to live a good life, he doesn't want to die!

"We have to do a big business quickly!"

But, what do people in this world need? What can he create that can be sold at a sky-high price? (End of this chapter)