Underworld exchange group

Chapter 95

At this moment, Zhang Fan felt like a dead tree in spring, his body was strongly nourished, and this blessing lasted for several breaths, and then quietly retreated.

Zhang Fan felt that he suddenly became very different from before.

His yin body has become much stronger, and there is an unspeakable awe-inspiring aura flowing, although it is still very weak, it is indeed a yin aura.

Officially became a Yin God!
Wei Wuya laughed and said: "It's a gift, Zhang Fan, no, it should be Master Zhang, ah, haha."

Well, everyone joked that I was bad.

It seems that Wei Wuya is indeed in a very good mood.

Zhang Fan hurriedly said, "I dare not call you Lord in front of Lord Chenghuang."

Wei Wuya laughed again and said, "What Yin God talent have you awakened?"

Yin god talent?

What the hell?

Suddenly, my brain exploded with a bang.

There was a sharp pain in Zhang Fan's mind, but the pain only passed in an instant, as if a space had been opened up in his consciousness, and then a door opened, and he walked in. Inside were empty rooms and cages.

He shook his head, how did his consciousness get here?

where is this?

It's like a prison!
People around were surprised to see Zhang Fan shaking his head.

Speaking of which, they were all curious about what kind of Yin God talent would awaken after a person with one hundred and eight spiritual roots became a Yin God.

Wei Wuya asked: "What Yin God talent?"

Zhang Fan said with a confused face: "I don't know, it seems that there is an extra space in the consciousness."

Wei Wuya's expression changed slightly and he asked, "Conscious talent? Impossible."

Zhang Fan said, "I can't figure it out either."

Guo Shouyi said: "It's not about attacking or defending, it's basically useless!" His mind was balanced.

Wei Wuya said in his heart that most of the consciousness types are not popular, even very tasteless, but there is a consciousness-type Yin God talent that anyone will be afraid of, called the consciousness cage, Zhang Fan's is probably not. "Okay, the matter is over, Qian sentenced you to take Zhang Guicha to get the official uniform and exercises, and then arrange the errands."

Qian Dezhong bowed deeply and said, "Obey!"

Qian Dezhong took Zhang Fan back to the government office.First, I took Zhang Fan to the ghost building and got a book, which said: Ghost Critic Skills.Then he took Zhang Fan to the logistics office and got a set of official ghost uniforms, called the black soul official uniforms. He was dressed in black, with black cloud official boots, and on the other side was a ghost messenger similar to Qingpi Xiaoliu. flag.However, it has been developed to a higher level, but Qingpi Xiaoliu has been refined for many years, it is brand new after all, maybe not as powerful as Qingpi Xiaoliu.

After finishing everything, Qian Dezhong said: "Let's go, I'll take you to my mansion."

As a civil judge, of course he has his own mansion.

It is a tall mansion with a vermilion lacquer gate and gold-plated door nails that resemble the homes of ancient officials and lords. The horizontal plaque on the gate has gold characters on a black background, and two large golden characters written on it, Qianfu.

Zhang Fan's first impression when he saw this mansion was that of a local tyrant.

After entering, I saw a familiar scene.

Qian Dezhong's former home in the suburbs of Shenhai, as well as the small medicine garden, were all brought here.

No wonder it suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that he moved to the underworld.

Qian Dezhong took Zhang Fan to visit his new home, and said, "Guicha's cultivation level, hey, in fact, anyone's cultivation level is very important. You must practice this Guichai Kungfu frequently. Don't neglect to practice because of your outstanding talent. You must reach the state of single ghost gathering as soon as possible. We have offended Guo Shouyi and Yu Wentong to death. You may find trouble with us at any time. Therefore, your own strength is still very strong. important."

Zhang Fan nodded again and again.

Qian Dezhong said: "There is one more thing. You must not let ordinary people know that you have become a ghost messenger, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Zhang Fan said, "Naturally!"

Immediately, he asked: "Old Qian, what will I do after I become a ghost messenger?"

Qian Dezhong said: "This is exactly what I want to explain to you in detail, sit down..."

The two came to the pavilion, surrounded by misty black air.

I only heard Qian Dezhong say: "The area I'm in charge of has already been determined, which is Shenhai. You are a native of Shenhai, so it's perfect for you to be the ghost messenger. The ghost messenger's accusation is to ensure that there is no traffic on the ground in Shenhai. Do you think that so many natural disasters and man-made disasters in the world are normal? No, many of them are caused by ghosts or monks. When a large number of people die, you must go to check and study. Arrest and deal with it in time, it is absolutely impossible to make things worse, even if there are some small abnormal situations, you'd better deal with them in time to ensure the peace of one party."

Zhang Fan said, "So that's how it is!"

Qian Dezhong said: "So, you must inspect frequently. If something goes wrong, the underworld will be held accountable, especially if you and I have just arrived here and offended Guo Juan, you must not be caught."

Zhang Fan said solemnly: "Your official understands!"

Qian Dezhong nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Of course, the underworld can't let you work for nothing, of course there is a salary."

When Zhang Fan heard this, he grinned happily: "There is still a salary!"

Qian Dezhong said angrily, "Is it for nothing?"

Zhang Fan giggled and asked, "How much is that?"

Qian Dezhong said: "One hundred yin virtues a month!"

Uh... It's Yinde!Zhang Fan was speechless for a while, thinking it was Yangjian's money?
One hundred virtues!It seems that I also snatched dozens of Yinde by grabbing red envelopes in the underworld chat group.

Can't help asking: "What's the use of this evil virtue?"

Qian Dezhong said: "If you use it too much, you can go to the ghost building to exchange for more powerful exercises or spells, or you can go to the ghost market to buy materials for refining magic weapons, such as spiritual herbs. In short, it has been used a lot, but I can tell you Said that Yinde is very precious and must not be used casually, if you have a chance to be promoted in the future, you must have enough Yinde."

Zhang Fan nodded frequently.

Qian Dezhong said: "However, there is a troublesome thing right now." He took out a small sign, on which was a flying sword inserted into a soul, "According to the investigation, this is an evil cultivation sect. The first time I appeared in Shenhai, after ten o'clock last night, I believe that a long-distance bus crashed on the road, killing and injuring 16 people. , Originally there was an eighth-rank parade in Shenhai, and he was a cultivator, and every time he was on duty, he went there as if he was coping, but he was transferred a while ago, so you can only investigate this matter first."

Eighth-rank parade, cultivating madness, still in Shenhai...

It can't be in the chat group of the underworld, broken love for 1 years, right?

That dear friend claimed to be either practicing or on the way to practice, and even bubbling in the group, he took time to show off on the way to work.

Zhang Fan said: "The lower officials will investigate immediately when they go back."

Qian De nodded emphatically, and said worriedly: "Pay attention to safety, as long as you control the situation and don't expand it. After all, your current cultivation level is still low, and your yin god talent is only conscious."

Speaking of Yinshen's innate skills, Zhang Fan was a little depressed.

It seems that there is an extra space for consciousness, and the rooms in it are like prisons.

Let's call it a prison of consciousness.

I don't know what to use!

Zhang Fan said: "The next official will save money, then the next official will go back to Yangjian first."

Qian Dezhong said: "Don't be dismissed as an official. You have more births. You still call me Mr. Qian, and I still call you Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Okay!"

Seeing Qian Dezhong swaying his sleeves, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a force attacking him, making him dizzy for a while. He concentrated sharply and found that he had returned to his home in Shen Hai.

Surprised!
With a flick of his sleeve, Qian Lao sent himself back to the mortal world.

When did he become so powerful?

Just kidding, the paper on the scroll is the Seventh Grade Wenjuan, the power of Yin God's blessing is not comparable to that of a little ghost.

I looked out the window, it was still dark outside.

Zhang Fan couldn't sleep again.

So he took out the ghost skills and read it. After reading a chapter, he memorized it clearly, and then destroyed it. Leaking the skills is not a small crime.

Then came to the balcony, the balcony has been decorated, Xuelingyin Temple hid the ancient door in the wall, and the ground was covered with soil, turning into a medicine garden, but there is not a single herb yet.

After setting it up as a rest area, he began to practice.

The ancient gate has spiritual energy overflowing, and it has already been opened. It took Yu Wentong nine years to reach the state of single ghost gathering spirits. Our talent is [-] times stronger than him. This discount is half a year, but Zhang Fan feels that it is still too slow. Since the opening The hanging is about to be opened to the end, it is best to get some more "gathering pills" to assist in cultivation.

Strive for two or three months to achieve single ghost gathering spirit.

Just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

However, to refine the 'Ju Ling Pill', there must be enough medicinal materials, especially those that are scarce.

It seems that Mrs. Sun must find time to get the dozens of spiritual herbs that Mrs. Sun promised.

Especially black morning dew grass.

That is the main drug!

After Zhang Fan finished practicing, he opened his eyes, and the sky was already bright.

The sky was clear, blue and cloudless.

He couldn't help but marvel, the mortal world is really bright!

She took out her mobile phone and called Mrs. Sun. When she received Zhang Fan's call, Mrs. Sun seemed very happy and respectful: "Mr. Zhang Fan, I have been waiting for your call."

Zhang Fan said: "Haha, I've been a little busy lately, and I'm here to ask Mrs. Sun for payment."

Mrs. Sun said: "It should be, it should be, then I will wait for Mr. Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan said, "I won't choose, Mrs. Sun, do you have black morning dew weeds?"

Mrs. Sun said: "Yes, according to the agreement, give Mr. Zhang Fan a number of ten."

Juling Pill will still be used for a long time in the future.

Zhang Fan said: "My demand is relatively large. If Mrs. Sun still survives there, I still want to buy it. I don't know the price?"

Mrs. Sun said bluntly: "1000 million one plant, sir wants, 500 million one plant for a half discount."

hiss!
Zhang Fan gasped, "Damn it, this thing is so expensive, no wonder Qian always said that he needed a lot of money.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Give me six more plants. In addition, can Mrs. Sun send me some trivial herbs."

Mrs. Sun said: "Sir, of course you can."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan received Granny Zhang's bank account. With tears in his eyes, he called the 3000 million that hadn't been warmed up. In an instant, Zhang Fan became a pauper again.

Moreover, according to the current situation, the pill is simply a bottomless pit.

Gotta find a way to make money.

Mrs. Sun quickly regained her confidence: the money has been received, and she arranged for someone to deliver the goods to her husband.

Just as he was about to reply, the phone rang suddenly. Zhang Fan was taken aback. He took a look, it was our queen mother. "Xiaofan, today is the weekend, Aunt Wang invited our whole family to visit his house."

Queen Mother, your son is busy now.

Now to practice.

Still have to make money.

Also be a ghost.

What college girl Sisi is all pink skulls.

"Don't say you're busy, turn your face off."

Zhang Fan said helplessly, "Okay..."

"That's right, you go to Shenhai University to pick up Sisi later, how about this, you drive your father's battery car."

(End of this chapter)