"Well, Zisu? A good name." At this time, he heard the vixen behind the counter take the nameplate and whispered, "It's very poetic... is it Chinese medicine?"

It is quite rare to make Chinese medicine into essence. People say that the longer the medicine is, the better the effect, and the more powerful the medicinal materials that become essence are, the more powerful it is. Everyone wants to take a bite and prolong life or increase their cultivation, so the weirdness of medicinal materials is extremely rare.

Even if they become spirits by chance, whether it is a monster or a human race, the first idea is how to cook and make it easier. Both sides are not pleased, so they develop a fearful personality and are not seen for many years.

The only one who survived by chance was probably this kind of devil who was short of age and happened to be a monster who escaped the disaster.

Only in the ghost town of the Nightmare Dragon King now has its foothold. You dare to show up outside and don’t worry about being uprooted and making it into a pill in your dreams one day.

"Yeah." The little banshee nodded proudly, "I can teach a lot, such as what to do if I am injured by a human... What to do if I am torn apart by a sword energy... What to do if I am injured by a Buddha's weapon..."

She was just a series of words, looking like an old Chinese doctor.

This made the monsters around him stunned. At first glance, it was really the same thing. As monsters and ghosts, they were hated and feared by humans, were injured a lot. They were easily seriously injured by those weapons with spiritual energy, and they would lose decades of cultivation if they were accidentally lost.

I'm afraid few of the people present have never suffered such suffering and suffered a lot.

When I heard that someone could teach this, I immediately became interested and secretly planned to wait for the class to start and listen on time.

No one dares not take his life seriously.

"Hmm? This is the nameplate?" When talking here, the monsters next to him had noticed the somewhat strange jade plaque.

Somehow, they felt familiar.

"By the way, wasn't this thing the guy was holding in his hand when he said he wanted to count his name and strength?"

A monster patted his brain and suddenly remembered this.

When the demons heard this, they were stunned and recalled the situation at that time. Only then did they realize that they seemed to have seen it.

A few days ago, it seemed that someone came to the door to count relevant information, but where did the monsters like them get their names? Even if there is one, how could they easily tell others about their secret information? Didn’t they give their own handle to others? Besides, there was no place to see such things in other cities where other monsters lived, so they sent them over and didn’t plan to register at all.

Afterwards, no one came to force them, and there was no trouble to come to the door. They all thought that this matter was over. Who knew that if you wanted to register at this time, you would actually need such a nameplate?!

There was also monster who didn't give up and raised his hand and shouted: "Miss Fox Demon, we do not have a nameplate on our body for the time being. Can we be more comfortable with it..."

"No!" The vixen's eyes suddenly became sharp and he glanced at the human, saying, "If you don't have a nameplate, you are not considered a formal resident of our ghost town, and naturally you can't enjoy the benefits we give."

Although these words are a bit new, everyone understood the meaning and became anxious, especially those who had urgent needs for the Three Feathered Crow Foot and other prizes were even more regretful.

"Then...whether, where should I do this nameplate?"

An old weasel spirit leaned his head and asked anxiously.

"Oh, turn left, what's the name there? Well... The Demon Society Bureau? You can go there to do this nameplate." The vixen thought for a while, and finally remembered the new word he had learned.

She didn't quite understand why she called this name, but she became familiar with it after listening to it a few more times, which was quite easy to talk about.

The demons who had received the exact news quickly went out and saw a building near the left, with a few big words "Demon Society Bureau" written on it.

But to their horror, there were already a long queue at the door, including ghostly monsters, animal heads or monsters that had not yet transformed.

Moreover, because there is a wolf demon in charge of public security who is maintaining order on the side, no one dares to make trouble or jump into the line, so they can only pinch their noses and line up obediently.

"I knew I had done it earlier... I didn't have to queue up here..." The weasel wailed, looked at a big tiger in front of him and an elephant behind him, and silently shrank his body.

At the window on the second floor, the "Nightmare Dragon King" they were muttering in their hearts was behind their backs, silently watching the movement below. The long queues below made him quite satisfied.

"Wang! Your method is indeed effective. The monsters who refused to cooperate are now coming up and begging us to do it quickly." The peach blossom demon behind him looked at the tall figure in front of him with admiration.

"If you have a profit, you will naturally work harder." Du Bai said lightly, slowly retracting his gaze. "But you need to pay attention. Now they are asking for it, and we can't do it in a hurry. It must be verified clearly that the evil demons of great traitors and evil are not allowed to accept it, and those who are involved in other demon cities and ghost cities are not allowed to accept it."

"When those guys who are suitable for teachers are selected, I will tell me that I will review them one by one, after all, these treasures are not that easy to get."

"Yes." Taohua Yao nodded.

It is estimated that the statistics and recruitment matters will take several days to resolve. Du Bai naturally would not waste time here. After giving a few instructions, he turned his attention back to the scholar's body.

During the process of perspective transfer, it is like falling into deep sleep, so when you wake up, your mental state returns to your best state again.

It was already early morning and the sky was already bright. It was really not used to not being able to wake up without Ying'er. However, in the old house of Su's family, there was no such thing as any particular thing. After all, I was just a son-in-law. Fortunately, Su Wanmiao could just say a word. If Mr. Su knew that he was too close to a maid here, he might not get any benefits.

After getting dressed and washing, he went out and didn't see a few maids and servants along the way. He remembered that Mr. Su seemed to like quietness, so there were not too many servants here, and there were only twenty large houses at most.

If it weren't for taking care of Su Zhirou, there would definitely be less.

Du Bai didn't care, and after he had breakfast, he planned to go out to exercise. He found that if he didn't exercise more, his body would definitely not be able to be raised no matter how much he did.

Therefore, for the sake of future happiness, we must practice righteousness, but we cannot let our body down.

It happened that there was a mountain nearby, so he planned to go up the mountain to run and come back as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!