Everyone in the island country disappeared, and the Guihun Sword fell to the ground with a bang. I still kept holding the sword and said stutteringly, "Who... come and help me."

As soon as I said this, the King of Hell turned into a boneless look and collapsed back on the chair, and said to Qi Tianchuan lazily, "Go and help you guys."

Qi Tianchuan also came back to his senses from my sword, grabbed my collar expressionlessly, dragged me into the bedroom and threw me on the bed, "You kid do it a few more times, and you can officially work in the underworld." After that, he sealed my fate and used the Shenshen Spell for me.

When I woke up, it was still dark outside, and my limbs moved. It was much better than last time. There was only ordinary muscle aches and the spiritual power flowed smoothly in my body.

A paper crane flapped its wings in front of me, and a trace of spiritual energy popped up. The paper crane shone with light and heard the voice of Qi Tianchuan, "The Yamata Snake is composed of the evil spirits of the island country. It appears twice in a row to cause the spiritual energy in our country. There are abnormalities in many places. If you wake up, look for Xiaohe." After that, the paper crane lost its spiritual energy and fell down.

I picked up the paper crane and put it on the bedside table. When I encountered a porcelain bottle, I needed to say that it must be a pill for repairing my meridians.

I looked at the time. At six o'clock in the morning, I actually slept for a day and two nights. There was still some time in the morning. I lay back on the bed, thinking about waiting for dawn to ask Xiaohe what the abnormality was mentioned. When I turned over, I pressed a cold thing on my back.

I took out the thing, it was a jade gui that looked like an ancient one. It was long, with a pointed top and bottom, just the size of my palm. With a little faint morning light, I saw a trace of red inside. After closer inspection, I seemed to be flowing slowly. After a long time, I looked at it without any signs except for a circle of auspicious clouds around it. I threw it into the mustard space.

I just have nothing to do. Since I learned the mustard seed space in the world of Damn Dream for thousands of years, I have basically never looked at the things inside. It would be better to take this opportunity to organize them.

Close your eyes, a trace of soul power entered the mustard seed space. Compared with before, as my spiritual power grew, the space changed from the size of the chair to the point of putting a Simmons.

The most common talisman paper in the space is the blank and some talismans are engraved, and they are placed in a mess. In this space, I am a god. I hook my fingers and transform into a bookshelf. The talisman paper on the ground floats on it in different categories.

The rest are all the materials given to me by Xiaoqing, including those who refine alchemy and those who refine weapons. Unfortunately, I don’t know either of them, so it’s a waste to keep them. It’s better to go to the underworld to find specialized ghosts to use them, or replace them with those who can use them.

The space is not very large, it is almost done in just a few seconds, and the soul power is withdrawn, but I forgot the Yugui that I just put in, and at the same time I didn't notice its changes.

It was already dawn, and lightning screamed outside the door twice, and his paws pulled and the door was opened. What it liked most was to jump onto the bed and lick my face.

"Okay OK."

I held the lightning away.

Xiaohe's angry voice came from the door, "This dog is also an ungrateful wolf. I feed it every day, so it's better to be a person I can't meet for ten days and half a month."

Lightning seemed to understand, jumped down and wandered around Xiaohe, rubbing against her from time to time.

I am used to Xiaohe's temper. I know that she is just complaining, but it is more important to ask Qi Tianchuan where he is.

"Xiaohe, where did that little white face go?"

The lightning pleading was very useful. Xiaohe said to it, "It is said that something happened in the south and many people died. The ghost messenger in the underworld was so busy that he cried to the King of Hell. Qi Tianchuan felt something was wrong and went to investigate."

south?

It’s not that something happened to the Jiuqu Curse!

I sat up, got out of bed and raised my feet and went to Nanshan Temple.

Lightning rushed over and bit my pants legs, Xiaohe said, "Hey—where are you going."

"Go and find Qi Tianchuan."

"He left you something else." Xiao He threw me the notebook that recorded the entrusted.

I turned to the latest page, and there was no information about the client, only an address was written, and then the commission was to re-enclose Kunlun Death Valley.

I was curious and asked, "Is Kunlun the territory of the Nine Heavens Xuannv? Why do I still have to entrust an intermediary office?"

Xiaohe rolled her eyes with lightning in her arms, and she looked exactly the same as Qi Tianchuan. She said in contemptuously, "Who told you that Kunlun Mountain is from West Kunlun. She has short hair and short knowledge. West Kunlun is a part of the heaven and is independent of our space."

I didn't react for a while. After all, the birds and flowers in the West Kunlun Mountains are so different from the snowy Kunlun Mountains. But since this Death Valley is in our space, what's unusual?

Since Qi Tianchuan has recorded his work solemnly in his notebook, as an employee, I can only perform my duties honestly, but before this, I have to go to the underworld to update my equipment.

If you want to talk about which ghosts in the underworld are the richest, there are only two ghosts left besides public officials - one is Lao Ma who can refine alchemy, and the other is Gongshu who can repair the ghost body.

It is said that Lao Ma was from the Qing Dynasty. During his lifetime, he was called a "medical immortal". According to merit, he should be able to become an immortal after his death. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and encountered the Dharma-Ending Age, so he could only stay in the underworld and become a ghost immortal. Later, he developed an alchemy technique and even the King of Hell was respectful.

As for Gongshu, he could be regarded as a fellow villager of Qi Tianchuan, all from the Tang Dynasty. Because the various machinery created during his lifetime caused too many murders, he was sentenced to be reincarnated and reincarnated with the technique of repairing the ghost body.

I handed Lao Ma some rare medicinal herbs to him and took advantage of his time to refine the alchemy to see his grandfather and great-grandfather.

They have been in the underworld for a long time, and I am not in a hurry to reincarnate because of my reasons, so I bought a shop and opened a teahouse. I earned some money by listening to gossip every day.

I also like the atmosphere of the teahouse very much. I ordered a pot and found a place to sit down, listening to the big ghosts chatting and talking about the mountains.

A storyteller in a robe in the middle of the teahouse slapped the wood and said, "Last time I talked about this geological team, came to a valley in Kunlun Mountain..."

Because of its special nature, the storytelling usually does not tell some legends and stories like the human world, but tells the real things that are recent in the world. It is so coincidental that it actually tells the things about Kunlun Mountain, and I listen with interest.

The storyteller said that one year was in the heat of summer, and a geological team was working near the Death Valley. Suddenly, a few snowflakes floated near the Death Valley, and then a blizzard fell, and countless animals ran...
Chapter completed!