I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 12 Pond God Fishing, Yangjian Feudal Lord
Fight up, fight up.

The entire Sanjing area was in chaos.

A group of ghost soldiers passed by the big banyan tree and left without looking at it.

It is estimated that this place has been robbed and it is not worth checking again.

"kill!"

As soon as he walked out of the woods, he immediately fought with another wave of people.

"Oh, the head is gone! You can't die after being cut in half? This young man!"

Tang Ping lay in the shade of a tree and watched the play.

This is his own territory, and there is a method of concealment, not to mention ordinary ghosts, even the Heimu ghost can't find it when he comes in person.

For some reason, this feeling of sitting on the Diaoyutai and watching people fight is the most enjoyable.

Tang Ping is a person who is easy to be satisfied, and never creates needs for himself for no reason.

Of course, good things automatically come to his mouth, this situation is naturally another story.

If you don't take it, you can't even see the sky.

"Huh? This is?"

After a round of fighting, an armored ghost soldier survived to the end.

He stumbled into the dense forest with a flustered expression mixed with a hint of excitement.

"Huh, huh...it's finally safe."

The fierce fighting caused the ghost soldier's soul to flicker, and the habit of his life prompted him to relieve the pressure by breathing air-conditioning.

Isn't this person in front of you the old ghost's subordinate?
I remember that when the old ghost first took over the banyan forest, this guy even asked him for a bribe.

How much is coming?

Fifty Wen!
Now that the order is placed, it's time to collect the bill.

Whoa!
Tang Ping flew to the dense forest, his body turned into an afterimage.

Black and white lines appeared on the face, and there was a dark crack between the eyebrows.

At first, I thought this appearance was too ugly, but after seeing too much honor of ghosts, now I feel quite majestic.

Follow the ghost soldiers all the way away.

Whoa!
Suddenly, the ghost soldier's eyes darkened.

Tang Ping stood in front of him.

"you are?"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost soldier's feet were entangled by vines.

boom!
A Hulk fireball the size of a human head hit his legs, directly blasting his legs, and the flames attached to the wound burned his skin to fester.

Tang Ping approached him, pierced his chest with the ghost knife, and snatched the package from his chest at the same time.

The ghost soldier gradually lost his soul, and before he died, he finally saw Tang Ping's face clearly.

"Oh it's you……"

Open the bag and take a look.

"Three animal bones, two catties of ghost rice, and a bottle of unknown blood. It's okay." Tang Ping put the things back into the storage bag.

"Okay, the grievances will be written off."

After that, orders were placed for several days in a row.

Tang Ping simply snatched a few in the name of two thousand stones in the tomb, and then stopped.

The two thousand stones in the tomb, which had not been seen for several years, appeared again, and the black wood ghost had another headache.

However, Tang Ping only caught orders, and did not cause much trouble.

boom!
Above the sky, the Heimu ghost fought with the centipede again.

The centipede is a millipede in its original form, which is somewhat similar to a centipede.

Each leg is composed of a ghost, and when it is broken, it is immediately repaired.

The Black Wood Ghost was miserable.

"That's horrible."

Tang Ping couldn't help sighing, this is the first time the Centipede has suppressed the Blackwood Ghost?
the third time?
It is estimated that there will be seven captures of the black wood ghost.

It seems that the boss is not so easy to be.

In addition to these big ghosts, Tang Ping also saw fire ghosts, water ghosts, centipedes, zombies and other big ghosts.

These should...

boom!
At this time, another Dharma image appeared.

It has a bronze body with wings in the shape of a flying fish, and two bronze hands on its abdomen. The whole body seems to be playing around.

As soon as the demon came out, two three-foot-long bronze hands grabbed the centipede and the zombie at the same time.

boom!
Throw the two ghosts from the air to the ground.

"I'm not here, you're not safe, are you?"

"Meet the Pond God!"

All the ghosts bowed down one after another.

Tang Ping saw Tang Shen's true face for the first time.

Really strong!

And it's very dark, waiting for his subordinates to fight, and then come out to clean up the mess.

Wouldn't it indirectly weaken the power of subordinates?
Overcast, very overcast.

All the ghosts surrendered, and it was another year's ceremony.

Looking at the tributes and jade discs falling from the sky, Tang Ping thought deeply.

The underworld is located in the Jingshui area in the southwest of Jingguo, also known as the Three Jings. Judging from the contents of the jade bi, the God of Tang should be enshrined by the Zuo family in Yangjian.

Shen Yu is the object of worshiping ghosts and gods in the pre-Qin period. From the past, I can know that there are many countries in this world, and the system of enfeoffment should be implemented.

The Zuoqing family should be the feudal lords of this Shiyi Sanjing.

"Yangjian..."

How can ghosts and gods miss the sacrifices in Yangjian, but it is a pity that it is difficult for him to spread his tentacles to Yangjian. In the future, he must deal with mortals and support the big clan that worships him.

But there is no rush, everything is just getting started.

Although he calls himself Youdu Tinghou, the scope of his management is actually not as good as a security chief in Yangjian (five households and one security).

Still have to farm.

Wait until July [-]th, and then go to Yangjian to have a look.

Tang Ping did not participate in the scramble for the end of Yuli.

He could see that this pond god did it on purpose, to expose a little something for people to fight, so as to weaken his subordinates and also raise Gu.

But why did he do it?

Do you feel that your strength is not enough?Strong on the outside but dry on the inside?
Everything is left to time to answer.

After the battle, everything returned to normal.

The power of the ghost generals from all sides has shrunk, and Tangping, a remote place, is naturally unoccupied.

With the movement of the wood control technique, a brand new wooden house is generated.

Inside the house, Tang Ping poured out a bunch of items.

"190 eight catties of ghost rice, eight bottles of ghost blood, twelve weapons. Eight sets of armor. Two thousand two hundred cash, a small profit."

On this day, Mrs. Cui came to the door.

The body is still plump, and the eyes are charming.

"Mr. Tang, you are so chic?" Mrs. Cui covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Stealing half a day's leisure in a floating life, there is no such thing as chic, it's just poor."

Tang Ping smiled, and then changed the subject, "How, how have you gained recently?"

"So-so, why didn't you come together that day? How can we ghosts who have no heels, if we don't work hard? But it's true, you are still young now."

Madam Cui sighed.

"I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet. I'm really timid."

Madam Cui was very disappointed in her heart. She didn't say she liked Tang Ping in her heart, but she still had a little liking for him.

Pianpian scholar, who is not greedy for his own beauty, who would not appreciate this kind of man, but he is a little bit unwilling to make progress.

You can do this in the mortal world, but the underworld is the way to death.

If he doesn't fight for his life against the sky, can An Neng have a foundation for his life?
"There is a drowned ghost Wu Chu in the market who sells seeds. This ghost is more trustworthy, and it is the safest thing to grow."

"Thank you for the reminder, shopkeeper."

"You're welcome, old acquaintance, and I don't want you to die so quickly."

Lady Cui exchanged pleasantries with Tang Ping and left.

During this period, Tang Ping also knew that the Black Wood Ghost force had more than [-]% casualties, and the old ghost was also dead.

In a few days.

Tang Ping went to the rebuilt bazaar to buy some rice from shopkeeper Cui, as well as the seeds of ghost spirit grass and parasitic blood vine.

Plant it on the shady soil of three feet, on the trunk of the banyan tree, and sort out the earth's air every day to speed up its growth rate.

When it is mature, it can be sold to Gongsun or set up a stall.

When the time comes, ask people to see if they can rent a booth.

There are only three months left before the gate of hell opens.

The growth rate of the plants is faster than expected, probably because he is a landowner.

The one-year orchid is estimated to mature in less than half a year, the three-year-old ghost spirit grass is estimated to only take one year, and the annual blood vine is even shorter, about three to four months.

This day, night.

Tang Ping practiced behind closed doors.

There were rustlings outside the house.

Tang Ping opened the door and took a look.

I saw a palm-sized frog with a lotus hat on its head stealing the buds of ghost spirit grass.

The sound of the door being pushed startled the frog.

"Little brat! Stop!"

(End of this chapter)