The demon is revived, and the Zanpakutō is obtained at the beginning

"Really?"

The old oily man nodded: "I'm getting old, life is boring, it's good to listen to stories to relieve boredom."

Maybe nothing else, but Jiang Chen still has a lot of stories in stock.

As a hardcore network literature lover.

I have read a lot of novels.

Although you can't recite it backwards.

I still remember the general plot.

So, Jiang Chen started to talk: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a monkey in the mountain. The monkey jumped out of the rock, and liked a monster named Bone Demon."

"One day the bone spirit did something wrong, and he didn't mind offending Marshal Tianpeng."

"Marshal Tianpeng sent troops to catch the bone spirit. In order to protect his beloved woman, Monkey King made a big disturbance in the sky."

"As a result, the Heavenly Palace was almost destroyed. In order to catch Monkey King, the gods held the Bone Demon hostage."

"Sun Wukong voluntarily jumped into the alchemy furnace in order to save the bone spirit."

"But I didn't expect that this group of high-ranking gods still slaughtered Huaguo Mountain and wiped out the Bone Essence."

"Later... Sun Wukong found out about this and escaped from the alchemy furnace. As a result..."

"The result, how is it?" the oil seller asked with great interest.

"Later, guess!" Jiang Chen looked at the oil seller, and asked again: "Do you have any good stories here? If so, we can exchange them."

The oil seller was stunned for a moment and said, "Compared to your story, my old man's story is nothing special."

"But the old man can tell you one thing."

"About Fengcheng, the city lord."

"It is said that whoever can pull out the knife in the stone on the top of the ghost city will be the new city lord of Fengcheng."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining 100000 activation points."

Looks like I got the Zanpakuto clue.

Jiang Chen was overjoyed, feeling that he had gained a lot this time.

Found clues to Zanpakuto and Soul Eater.

Only with its clues, it is still worrying not to find Soul Eater.

At that time, I will have an extra ancient Zanpakuto.

The strength leaped a lot.

Jiang Chen thought: "This story is not bad."

"Then I will continue."

When Jiang Chen was about to continue speaking, several guards surrounded him.

Seeing the stranger's face, Jiang Chen stood aside without speaking.

The guard didn't pay attention to Jiang Chen, but directly said to the oil seller: "Pay the tax!"

The face of the oil seller suddenly collapsed: "Brothers, I am just a small street vendor, and I just sold an oil lamp, can you tolerate it for a few days?"

"Okay, use your granddaughter to pay off the debt!"

The leading guard looked at the oil seller with a wretched look: "Let her be my No. 18 concubine."

"My granddaughter is still young. Please raise your hand high."

"Then pay taxes, or go to prison."

The guard looked at the oil seller indifferently, and said.

The oil seller was miserable, and he groped in his pocket until he found three taels of silver.

"I can't do without 10 taels."

The guard looked at the oil seller with a cold face and said, "This is the rule."

Listening, the oil seller trembled all over.

His face was pale and he didn't say a word.

He only had three taels of silver all over his body, where did he get ten taels of silver.

"Can't you take it out?"

At this moment, a thin figure rushed in.

A little girl, with a skinny body wearing loose and worn clothes, still couldn't resist the magnificent facial features, she begged in a low voice: "Can you allow two days, give us some time, and we will make it up."

"Hehe!" The guard sneered: "Tomorrow will be 30 taels."

"Unless you are willing to be the eighteenth room lady for our boss."

The guard also coveted the little girl's femininity, but it's a pity that he is just a soldier, and the boss also has his eyes on this girl.

Can't compete.

But he thought that when he got tired of playing, maybe he could still play.

Just like the other seventeen concubines, they got tired of being played by the boss, they took over and continued to play.

Then sell it into the hook bar and exchange it for money.

The little girl clenched her fists, as if she was enduring something, she could only hide behind the oil seller and weep silently as she saw the knife in the guard's hand.

The city lord is no longer, the deputy city lord has the final say.

But the deputy city lord doesn't care about things.

Those under his hands became more and more rampant.

Every year it gets worse.

There were even incidents of robbing civilian women.