At the foot of the mountain, ticket office.

During the Dao Conference, Emei closed the tourism channel and all scenic spots open to ordinary people were cancelled. But this does not mean that bloody people who came to participate in the Dao Conference could not buy tickets.

The ticket booth is at the edge of the window. The middle-aged monk in a garment clasped his hands together, his eyes were looking at the nose and nose, and he ignored the fierce young men and women outside the window. But the monk knew that this was just the tranquility before the storm, and the next round was about to begin.

Li Xianyu took a deep breath: "Okay, I recognize the tickets of 8,000 yuan, but why do you even have to buy tickets for a cat? What about your monks' compassion? Are you monks' all empty? Your heart is dark."

Faced with Zhuxin's questioning, the monk remained calm and remained calm: "The aliens are also blood descendants, so they must be treated equally. Lianghua Temple is fulfilling the concept of equality of all living beings."

"Did you forget that you still have compassion?"

"Donor, what does mercy have to do with you not buying tickets?"

"Monk, look at this. I'll buy cat tickets, but you give us a 50% discount."

"Oh."

"What does he mean?"

"The donor is ugly, but he thinks pretty."

Li Xianyu touched the mask on his face: "No 50% off, no 20% off."

Monk: "Haha."

After a debate was fruitless, the bargaining failed. Li Xianyu looked at Cuihua, who was posing in an elegant pose in front of the camera, then looked at the impatient grandma of the grandmother who was waiting, and sighed helplessly: "Is there no discount?"

The monk said seriously: "Yes."

Li Xianyu's eyes lit up: "How to get a discount."

The monk shook his head: "Donor, what I said may hurt a little, but I hope you don't get angry."

Li Xianyu nodded.

The middle-aged monk showed a very mean smile: "Do you think you are an unparalleled war soul?"

Li Xianyu: "..."

At this time, he should take off his mask and let him see the young master, but considering the stingy bargaining price just now, it was too much. Li Xianyu reluctantly paid 24,000 yuan and bought three tickets.

"Isn't it enough to pay early, I'm just silly." Grandma Zu whispered a lesson.

"Women are in charge, and their houses collapse." Li Xianyu murmured in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Grandma Zu raised her eyebrows.

"Because I have to save money to spend it for my grandmother." Li Xianyu immediately changed his words.

With 8,000 yuan per ticket, Li Xianyu felt that his IQ was insulted, and it was obvious that he was slaughtering a pig. Lianghua Temple's heart was really dark.

As for the current prices, tickets are too bad.

"Buddhist sect has always been like this, and the methods of making money have been like this from ancient times to the present." Huayang's mother emerged from his body and condensed into a physical body. As a disciple of the Taoist sect, she had a lot of disdain for Buddhism in her words.

Li Xianyu signed a contract with her. Now she is one of the pendants on Li Xianyu, who can absorb the host's essence and temporarily condense the entity. Of course, it has not changed in essence, and she cannot enjoy the food like grandma.

Li Xianyu thought to himself, this is not enough. Having a grandmother is enough for me. If you add a little mother, wouldn’t you suck me dry?

So I discussed it. Grandma Zu sucked his semen and Huayang's little mother sucked his breath. The rain and dew were evenly mixed, and the harem was stable.

"It's better to be a Taoist sect. It's better for everyone in Taoist sect to be like Xiao Mom." Li Xianyu flattered and slapped his horse.

Huayang smiled.

Thanks to her shamelessness and habitually speaking up with a shy face, Huayang's favor for Li Xianyu increased greatly over the past few days, as if he was really his own son. But there was always a sense of sorrow between her eyebrows. Looking at Li Xianyu's eyes, she often showed sadness and nostalgia.

I think it was because I had not walked out of the shadow of my biological father's death.

There is no cable car on the mountain road leading to Lianghua Temple. The blood descendants hike and climb the mountain. Some dress simply, some are bright and beautiful, and some even look like old farmer in the field, and all kinds of people are all dressed.

Li Xianyu gave Huayang's mother a pair of masks: "Everyone is more low-key."

It's like a celebrity traveling. Without bodyguards, you have to wear sunglasses and a mask, otherwise it will cause a sensation. Of course, Li Xianyu doesn't have this weight, but Grandma has it, and Huayang's little mother is also very sensitive. Her senior sister is now the head of Liuyunguan.

Before meeting with the big guys in the company, he had to be slutty and not too silly.

When you walk halfway up the mountain, there is a temporary business district. The bald men in Lianghua Temple are very good at doing business. They rent stalls for merchants, but they can only sell some things that are difficult to make in Buddhism to buy meat food. Other essential materials are contracted by Lianghua Temple.

Compared with Buddhism, Taoism is generally much shabby, although they also have their own industries. Taoism’s teachings emphasize the supreme love and the unity of man and nature, and are the earliest otaku in China.

Everyone in Buddhism is familiar with it. It is naturally better to save all living beings and have close contact with the masses than to make money in Taoism.

Up the hillside, Grandma Zu brought Huayang to buy food like a joy. Li Xianyu stood on the steps and shouted to the back: "Cuihua, hurry up."

The blood descendants walked and stopped and took photos in various ways. Every time the camera was swept, Cuihua would remain in place, posing in an elegant and cold posture, or lick her paws cutely and playfully. Sometimes she would take the initiative to rub the camera.

"Here you come." Cuihua responded dissatisfiedly, raised her tail and followed her quickly.

Grandma Zu sat in front of a beef noodle stall and ordered a serving for everyone. Li Xianyu asked, "Where is my little mother?"

Grandma Zu: "She doesn't have to eat, and she can't eat it."

Li Xianyu was serious: "Then you have to order a bowl, so you can't let my mother watch it."

Huayang looked moved.

Before the noodles were cooked, Li Xianyu wandered around alone, providing food and supplies everywhere, so a book stall not far away seemed to stand out.

There were many people squatting by the book stall. Li Xianyu went to join in the fun. The stall owner was a middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged. The books on the stall were all related to the blood-born world, and the gimmicks were very big.

Li Xianyu glanced casually and saw many very attractive titles: "The Real Coordinates of the Temple of the Gods", "Analysis: What did Li Wuxiang get in the Temple of the Gods", "Northeast Disaster: The Rise and Fall of a Family", "The Romance of the Unparalleled War Soul"

Um?

Grandma’s romantic affairs?!

Li Xianyu squeezed out of the crowd and picked it up and read it. The book describes some of the author's speculations, reverie, and the laceless history of making things out of nothing. There is a suspicion of selling dog meat with sheep's head. The author fabricated some ambiguous details about her and her descendants of the past dynasties, and the descriptions were all the time, which made people think a lot.

"Boss, how do you sell these books?" Li Xianyu said.

"100 yuan per book, oh, yours is the Unparalleled War Soul, 200 yuan per book," said the middle-aged boss.

Hiss~ Is the little emperor all distinguished between high and low?

"Boss, you are very brave. Are you afraid of being beaten to death by selling such things?" Li Xianyu said in a muffled voice.

"What's the matter? The big guys are arrogant, so how could they pay attention to ordinary people like us?" The boss didn't care: "I also have the book of the Buddha head series, the Taoist series, and the top ten beauties in the blood-born world, and there are novels." The boss said.

"Is there anything more exciting?" Li Xianyu asked.

"This is gone, and I'm even more exciting and I dare not sell it here." The boss shook his head.

"Tell me how much it costs."

The boss thought about it, called Li Xianyu to his side, and whispered: "There is no book, but there is a book manga with the unparalleled war soul. I have a whole set here. Do you want it?"

Li Xianyu: "Examine the goods first."

The boss shook his head quickly: "If you don't have to, just take it. Don't say I bought it here, I don't want to die."

The desire to survive is quite strong.

"How can I know if it's okay if it's not inspected?"

"The goods purchased from Xiangjiang are not in style, and we can't draw them in mainland China."

The so-called complete set of scripts is the story of the unparalleled war soul and the descendants of all generations. The heroine and grandma are not similar to Grandma. Grandma is clearly an eighteen-year-old girl. The heroine in the scripts is a despicable lady with a subtle figure, and she simply has a name. The male protagonists are both muscular men and the style is very Xiangjiang.

The legend of Wushuang War Soul is a legend in the blood-born world. It is an excellent book material. It belongs to the one that Bloodborn can't help but want to buy after reading it. The sales are very popular.

Not only the unparalleled battle souls, but almost all the famous beauties in the blood-born world have their own comics.

Li Xianyu first came into contact with the gray industry in the blood-born world. He spent 2,000 yuan to buy a whole set of comics, tore all the descendants of the past dynasties into the trash can, and retained the parts of the descendants of the contemporary.

"What are you going to do?" Grandma Zu sucked the noodles.

I bought a book of your comic... Li Xianyu said: "It's nothing, just go there."

The beef noodle is priced at 220 yuan, and the two of them have a soul and a beast, which costs a total of 880 yuan. Cuihua's beef noodle is eaten without soup, it eats it in small mouthfuls.

"Cuihua, why don't you become a human form?" said Li Xianyu.

"I don't want it." Cuihua said.

"Because you look ugly?"

"Yes." Cuihua said: "My human form is not good-looking."

"All right."

He actually quite expects Cuihua to transform into shape. Although he cannot accept humans and beasts, it does not prevent him from expecting Cuihua's beauty. Humans and beasts are the norm in the blood-born world. Bloodborns with status and status must have secretly raised several alien lovers outside. Some even marry aliens directly.

I often feel out of place with you because I am not perverted enough.

After eating noodles, they continued to climb the mountain and entered the temple. Following the street signs, they came to the registration office.

Lianghua Temple has set up a shed, and twenty computers are placed, and the monks are responsible for registering and maintaining order. The dark people are all over the world.

"Hi, hey, look here." As soon as we approached, two girls holding milk tea waved excitedly.

You Mengyu and Xia Xiaoxue who have not seen for a long time.

"Are you here to sign up too?" Li Xianyu greeted him with a smile: "You all recognize me wearing a mask?"
To be continued...