Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

In the song and dance hall opposite the convenience store, a tall woman wearing a colorful cheongsam smoked a cigarette rod impatiently. What was burning in the cigarette rod was not tobacco, but expensive high-grade incense.

"Damn it, why have there been so few guests lately!"

The woman exhaled a breath of smoke, and there were five or six faint blue will-o'-the-wisp balls floating in the air around her, scrambling to inhale the woman's second-hand smoke and absorb the pitiful spiritual energy in it.

The woman looked at these stupid will-o'-the-wisps and felt even more bored. She grabbed one with her bare hands and brought it to her, "Tell me, what happened recently?"

The caught will-o'-the-wisp was shivering, which showed that the fireworks were stimulated even more, and the flame heart was trembling slightly.

"Old...boss, it seems because there...opened a convenience store opposite!"

"Convenience store?" The woman raised her eyebrows, "What is that! The incense they sell is better than mine? Is the decoration more gorgeous than mine? Is the song as good as my faceless girl?"

Following the almost roaring questions, not only the will-o'-the-wisp caught in the palm of his hand, but all the will-o'-the-wisps who served as lamps, waiters, and sweepers in the entire store shrank in fear.

The faceless woman named on the stage also knelt down in shock.

The light in the store suddenly dropped by two levels, leaving only the shadow of the store manager shaking on the smooth floor. It was the trembling will-o'-the-wisp that served as the light source.

"What are you stopping for? Keep singing to me!"

The faceless woman stood up hunched over, and her accompaniment and trembling singing echoed in the empty ballroom.

The cheongsam boss clenched her palms tightly, and the will-o'-the-wisp in her palms went out, leaving only a tiny spark. She waved her hand as if shaking off something dirty, and the sparks rolled under the table.

All the will-o'-the-wisps watched in horror as their kind were deprived of life so easily.

The woman stepped on red high heels, clattered to the window, opened the dark red velvet curtain, and saw a new glass house on the opposite side of the street.

A red light lit up in her eyes. The red light lasted for a full minute. After it disappeared, the woman smiled in triumph.

"Oh, selling food, right? Why are those women named Meng so naughty recently? I have to take action myself, just wait and see!"

The curtains were pulled hard, and at that moment, all the light in the room disappeared and became pitch black. That was because all the will-o'-the-wisps had been taken back by their owners!

Just when the dance hall was temporarily closed, a weak spark tremblingly floated out from the crack in the door.

Crossing the street, it was only a distance of twenty meters, but Mars was advancing very hard.

Pedestrians on the road will hardly notice its existence. As long as it is accidentally stepped on by another ghost, it will be completely gone from this world forever.

But it doesn't want to die, it wants to live!

Mars moved forward aimlessly, and finally flew into a convenience store in a daze.

As soon as it stepped through the glass door, which was very spectacular and exquisite to it, it heard a broadcast:

"Welcome to the 6-hour convenience store."

It was so frightened that it quickly hid by the door. The long-term slave life made it always cautious and did not dare to provoke any ghost.

It thought it was blocking the way of others, but when it came to its senses, it realized that the creature that entered the door seemed to be...it was the only one?

But at this moment, it was surprised to find that it had actually transformed back into the form of flame!

It took a deep breath, always feeling that there was a smell in the convenience store that made it particularly comfortable, a bit like incense, but obviously not.

Hot, salty and fragrant.

Just by smelling that smell, it felt that if it could rest here for a few days, it would definitely be able to return to its original state.

Having never left the dance hall, it finally understood that it was no wonder so many customers were snatched away by this weird convenience store. It was really capable!

The will-o'-the-wisp didn't know why it could maintain the form of fireworks in the store when its spiritual power was exhausted. Its spirit was extremely weak, and only its hazy consciousness drove it towards the good smell.

It came to the glass counter and seemed to be able to cross over easily, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. Then it heard a gentle female voice speaking to itself.

"This...guest, please don't come in. You can tell me directly what you want to eat."

Gu Xingyan curiously looked at the blue flame in front of him that seemed to have its own consciousness, sighing inwardly that he had seen too little.

There are not only ghosts in the underworld, but also mythical beasts like Captain Ox, so there must be some spirits and other things.

It’s just that they didn’t come to the convenience store!

She couldn't see his expression clearly with the will-o'-the-wisp in front of her. When she spoke, the other person stopped in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

Inexplicably, a little silly!

Gu Xingyan called Bao Lin, who knew more about Fengdu, and the two of them started to bite their ears.

"Bao Lin, what is this?"

Bao Lin observed the will-o'-the-wisp dumplings, but as a person of different races, she couldn't tell the difference between the will-o'-the-wisps.

She replied: "This is a will-o'-the-wisp. It is the most common spirit in Fengdu besides ghosts. It seems to be naturally bred by Yin Qi."

"Then can it eat our food?" Gu Xingyan couldn't see where the will-o'-the-wisp had a mouth.

Bao Lin really didn't know that she had only received services from ghost fires in many entertainment venues.

"I don't know! In Fengdu, although there are many will-o'-wisps, their status is very low. They basically serve as slaves of rich ghosts."

Bao Lin thought of a question: "Does it have money?"

But soon, she thought of a reason: "It should be here to help its owner buy something!"

The two of them talked so quietly, but in fact they were all heard by the will-o'-the-wisp.

It is originally a spirit, and its hearing is naturally very good. The will-o'-the-wisp clan has some useful specialties, so it will be plundered by the major forces and become slaves.

A tender childish voice sounded: "Old... boss, I... I have no money..."

Gu Xingyan followed the voice and saw that it was the will-o'-the-wisp speaking, and the tone was very consistent with her imagination of cute things!

Of course, if Bao Lin knew what she was thinking, she would definitely tell her that different will-o'-the-wisp sounds are different, and they have different timbres for men, women, old and young.

Bao Lin asked in surprise: "How did you escape? Don't you have a master?"

The will-o'-the-wisp floated in a small circle and was placed on the humanoid creature, probably to mean shaking its head.

"The master..." it wanted to kill me, but felt it was inappropriate and changed its words, "kicked me out."

Fengdu is very strict on moral control. Even if some forces take advantage of loopholes to arrest the will-o'-the-wisp tribe, it is only an employment relationship, not an unethical slave contract.

When the owner of the dance hall kills the will-o'-the-wisp, the employment relationship between the two parties will be completely terminated.

The cabaret owner who was supposed to be punished by the law had a backer and was confident, while the will-o'-the-wisp who had a chance to escape was completely homeless and wandered on the streets.

Gu Xingyan is really attracted by the cuteness of Little Ghost Fire's voice. If he were to be a voice-controlled anchor, he would probably have the audience vying to be the first on the list!

At the same time, she also heard the weakness in the words of the ghost fire. Are you hungry?

She stabbed a golden fish egg with a bamboo skewer, handed it to the will-o'-the-wisp, and asked, "Do you want to eat one?"

The will-o'-the-wisp flew back dozens of centimeters and politely declined: "No, no, no, I... I really don't have any money!"

If it had an expression, Gu Xingyan could see it drooling while stubbornly looking away.