Underworld exchange group

Chapter 89

Zhang Fan also asked about ghost messengers, but Qian Dezhong hadn't reported to the underworld yet, so he knew little about it.However, he said: "The strength of ghosts is very important, so you need to practice diligently. In the early stage of cultivation, you need many things in the world, such as training places, treasure equipment, and medicinal materials that can be bought in the world. It takes a lot of money.”

Zhang Fan couldn't help asking, "Does it need a lot of money?"

Qian Dezhong said: "There should be a lot of them. I don't know about the others. Just refining medicine costs a lot of money. Just ordinary spirit herbs cost several million, or even tens of millions."

Indeed, Zhang Fan read a report a while ago, saying that [-]-year-old ginseng has been fired to millions.

Not to mention the rare spirit grass.

Zhang Fan originally thought that his income was pretty good, more than 3000 million a year, but now it seems that this income is far from enough.

Qian Dezhong said: "Ling officials not only need money, but also wealth. This wealth refers to treasures of heaven and earth, precious medicinal materials, high-quality pills, talismans, or magical weapons."

Hearing what Qian Dezhong said, Zhang Fan roughly understood.

Ordinary things can be bought with money, but at a higher level, only money can be exchanged.

This is easy to understand, doesn't it fulfill the sentence: priceless treasure.

At this time, the phone vibrated, and when I clicked on it, Xiaodie sent a text message: "Slap in the face, is your friend detoxified?"
Zhang Fan: Solved, thank you Xiaodie.

Xiaodie: That's good. (Show cute) (Show cute)

Seeing that Zhang Fan was going to send text messages to his friends, Mr. Qian was really tired, so he greeted Zhang Fan and went back to the guest room to sleep.Feeling a little melancholy, the ghost that had been raised for more than ten years was shot to death by the ghost. Fortunately, he was about to go to the underworld to take office, so he didn't need it much.

The next morning, after Zhang Fan had breakfast with Qian Dezhong, he sent Qian Lao back home.

Then he went to work in the company.

When Chen Bing saw Zhang Fan from afar, he went up to meet him: "Young Master Fan!"

Zhang Fan said, "Return your car keys and shoes."

Chen Bing said, "Hey, you're welcome, just tell me if you want to use a car."

As soon as Chen Bing left here, Wu Xia, the manager, came over with a document in her hand: "Your office has been tested for formaldehyde in the morning and has reached the standard. You can work normally, but it is best to open the windows for ventilation..."

Zhang Fan said, "Okay."

Wu Xia said: "In addition, the personnel department received a resume today. This person is Xia Pengfei. He said he is a classmate of Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Fanxin said, oh, I really voted. "What about your resume?"

Wu Xia handed over the document in her hand and said, "This is it."

Zhang Fan took it and walked to his office and said, "Okay, let me take a look."

After entering his office, he sat down and looked at Xia Pengfei's resume. His old classmate came to rely on him. Of course, he couldn't treat him badly. He was thinking about what kind of position should he arrange for him?
Xia Pengfei works as a senior programmer at Apocalypse Technology, so he must be promoted to a higher level when he comes here.

Senior programmers are promoted to supervisors.

But the current supervisor is Chen Bing. Although his ability is average, he has good eyesight.

Another department?
When Ye Chongshan was here before, he originally wanted to add a game development department and let Xia Pengfei be the director of the game development department?

"came back?"

who? !

Zhang Fan entered the room and sat on the seat to read Xia Pengfei's information. He was startled by a voice and almost fell off the chair.

When I entered the room just now, there was no one in the office.

In other words, this person came in with both feet, but he clearly remembered that he had closed the door tightly, and the sound of closing the door was still in his ears.

Zhang Fan had to put down Xia Pengfei's information and looked up...

On the sofa in the office, a person sat upright, a very weird person.

Especially the clothes that I can't tell the age of, they are neither ancient nor modern, they look like they are 50 or [-] years old, their hair is black and white, but they are combed meticulously.He was covered with a gray robe, with some patches on it, completely unlike a person living in modern society.

Zhang Fan thought to himself, this person is probably not an ordinary person.

Reminiscent of encountering a ghost attack yesterday, I couldn't help becoming nervous.

When Zhang Fan looked at him, the man also looked Zhang Fan up and down, wondering, his aura didn't seem strong, how could he instantly blast the white servant's ghost into scum, and he was so strong that he almost lost it Life, asked: "Are you Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan was a little confused, but the other party came to the door: "Yes, I am Zhang Fan!"

I saw the man stood up unexpectedly, slightly bowed his upper body, and said lightly: "Last night was a misunderstanding, I apologize to you on behalf of the white servant!"

White servant?

Could it be the person who sent ghosts to attack him last night?

I just heard him say: "The white servant is reckless, he doesn't know the power of the world, how offensive, but he was also punished, he was seriously injured by the backlash of ghost energy, and his cultivation base was greatly damaged."

Zhang Fan secretly clicked his tongue when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, the necklace was so powerful. It not only blasted the ghost into scum, but also seriously injured the caster.

Whose 'spirit trace' on this necklace belongs to?
This is too bad!

But his face remained calm.

I saw that person took out a golden-red pill from the precious place in his arms, put it in a glass bottle and handed it to Zhang Fan, saying, "This is a golden pill called Yinkui Dan." , After taking it, you can greatly increase your cultivation base, I specially brought it to you as a gift, it is a little sincerity from our three friends of Huangshan."

Three friends of Huangshan?

Zhang Fan grasped the key words, this person is from Huangshan, and he probably has two very powerful friends.

Hearing the tone in which he deliberately announced his name, it seems that there is some background.

The man said: "You must have heard the name of the Three Friends of Huangshan."

Heard you shit, dude new here, never heard anything.

Zhang Fan: "..."

The man showed a confident smile and said, "You seem to be a little suspicious of the three friends of Huangshan? It's not your fault. After all, we live in seclusion, but one of the three friends of Huangshan works in the underworld and worships the fifth-rank city god."

Oh? !

Zhang Fan's heart shuddered, rank five city god!

This official position is indeed very high, Lord City God, this is not a joke, he is in charge of one side, with both civil and military skills.

He said: "Let's get to know each other formally. One of the three friends of Huangshan Mountain, Black and White Weng, some people call me Black and White Real Man."

Black and white real people...

Seeing that Zhang Fan remained silent, the Black and White Weng continued: "The white servant is my servant. He has been with me for more than three hundred years. He is usually considered well-behaved and sensible. It's just that I have retreated frequently in recent days and neglected to discipline him. , I didn’t expect him to be greedy for power and waste his practice. It wasn’t until I received his distress message that I realized that he had strayed into the world of mortals for many years. When I asked him why, it turned out that he had received the kindness of Lin Chongyang’s ancestors when he was young. In order to repay the kindness, That's why I agreed to help Lin Chongyang compete for the position of ghost messenger."

Zhang Fan listened quietly, wondering what the black and white man was going to say.

The black and white man said unhurriedly: "Because of the sincerity of the white servant, I will spare this old face to ask for favors from my little friend. I hope you will give up the position of the ghost messenger. From now on, you will be me." A friend of the Three Friends of Huangshan!"

After saying so much, it turned out that he wanted to give up the throne of the ghost messenger himself.

Leaving aside the value of Yinkui Pill, he couldn't accept the fact that Lin Chongyang became a ghost messenger.

Think about the methods of Lin Chongyang and others.

First of all, he pretended to be Zhu Guo with a evil fruit, and it was fine to cheat the ghost messenger, but he even wanted to poison Qian De to death.As a result, Sun Jianjun was poisoned by mistake.

Still not giving up like this, he cast a spell to get a ghost to kill him. If it wasn't for his fate, Chang Haixin's necklace suddenly exploded, and he might have died.

If it weren't for my own strength being too weak, I would never let them go.

Not to mention giving up the throne of ghost messengers.

Facing the confident expression of the real person in black and white, and his seemingly kind attitude, Zhang Fan suddenly smiled.

Zhang Fan's smile was very sincere, which made the black and white real people heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly proud of himself, who dare not give face to the three friends of Huangshan?
Zhang Fan said: "He can use evil fruit to pretend to be Zhu Guo to harm people in order to repay his kindness? He can cast spells and kill people in order to repay his kindness? I want to repay my kindness, so should I also go to harm others? If I can do it under the banner of repaying my kindness If you kill someone, then the world will be full of righteous people."

The black and white real person's smile suddenly froze on his face, and gradually turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Fan said: "It's nothing interesting, wanting the location of ghosts, delusion!"

The real person in black and white smiled instead of anger: "Okay, good! I haven't come out of the mountain for a long time, and I don't know the power of the world..."

This tone is to make a move.

Zhang Fan couldn't help taking a step back, student Chang Haixin, it all depends on your necklace.

The black and white real person didn't expect to be refuted by Zhang Fan, and even reprimanded him. He was extremely annoyed, but remembering that the white servant's ghost was instantly blasted into scum, and he was seriously injured by the backlash. After thinking about it, he took something out of his pocket.

Zhang Fan hasn't seen what it looks like yet.

I saw him lightly tossing it into the air, just floating in the air without any support, and suddenly the light shone brightly!

magic weapon!

This word immediately popped up in Zhang Fan's mind.

This is the first time Zhang Fan has seen the magic weapon.

And was about to attack him.

The treasure is full of energy, and the magic weapon instantly shines brightly, and it is less than one meter away from the front, so the impact on the soul is still quite large.

Obviously, this thing is very bluffing, at least in terms of momentum.

I saw a wave of light rippling, like flowing water, but I couldn't see where the main body was, and there was no real color, but I could feel the overwhelming power, as if the airflow was distorted after the explosion seen on TV.

It is very terrifying, as if it can crush and destroy everything.

hum!
Zhang Fan felt that the necklace on his neck suddenly became hot.

He knew that the necklace was powerful, and his heart jumped to one hundred and four in an instant, almost jumping out of his chest.

A moment of life and death!

If you can't stop it, you will die!
"This is the innate magic weapon bestowed by the heavenly officials. It has been cultivated and polished for thousands of years. Originally, the real Japanese thought of letting you go and exchanged it with you with the sunflower pill. It is only because of your greed. Since you want to forcibly occupy it As a ghost messenger, it depends on whether you have the ability, and ask me about this innate magic weapon first!"

Innate magic weapon!

It sounds so bluffing.

Zhang Fan knew that the black and white real person was explaining it on purpose, and vaguely meant to use innate magic weapons to suppress people.

I want Zhang Fan to beg for mercy.

After all, once a shot is taken, life and death are unpredictable, and it is still a bit burdensome for him to directly blast the ghost into scum.

But there is no turning back when you open the bow!

"Suffer to death!"

The light became more and more intense until it reached its peak, and then exploded.

puff!
The black and white real person only felt that all the power of the magic weapon had bounced back, crushing over his body overwhelmingly, and when he opened his mouth, blood spurted out.

What he didn't expect was even more.

His innate magic weapon, cultivated and polished for thousands of years, shattered in the air like a glass falling to the ground, and the fragments splashed in all directions.

Don't be so rambunctious.

Fighting skills is fighting skills, and even destroys other people's magic weapons.

The black and white real person was stunned, his eyes widened, his face was full of astonishment, he was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost, unexpectedly, he actually destroyed the innate magic weapon directly, this, this... His legs softened in fright, and he fell to his knees: "Little His crime deserves death, Shangxian spares his life!"

Trembling all over, he prostrated himself on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed to Zhang Fan.

Strong, too strong.

He now understands why the other party doesn't take the Three Friends of Huangshan seriously.

In the face of this kind of power, the three friends of Huangshan are just three farts.

Not seeing any movement from the other party, just with an indifferent face, the innate magic weapon will be shattered into pieces. This method... Only Yan Jun, no, Yan Jun may not be able to do it, get an immortal official, and a high-level immortal official.

To actually want to threaten such a terrifying existence, and to exchange him with a mere 'Yin Sunflower Pill' is simply asking for death.

Zhang Fan's feet were trembling, and he almost peed just now.

Your sister scared me to death.

It can be regarded as withstood.

"Innate magic weapon, joke..."

The real person in black and white didn't even dare to raise his head, he just kowtowed, and now his whole body was injured, killing him with the opponent's strength was as simple as crushing an ant, and he could only beg the opponent to show respect.

You bastard servant, what kind of terrifying existence have you provoked.

I hate it so much.

He even accepted such a villain as a servant.

At this time, Bai Pu, the murderer, and his accomplice Lin Chongyang went to Qian Dezhong's house. They couldn't handle Zhang Fan, so they planned to arrest Qian Dezhong, and then forced him to hand over the ghost throne through various abuses.

(End of this chapter)