Deep mountains.

Walking on the country road, Wang Gan picked up his teeth and Chu Qianxun touched his belly.

Under the white moonlight, the huts here are empty, with tombs in the fields and faint green fires. They now know that those huts are not the residences of these ghosts. Those huts were sacrifices burned to them during their lifetime, and may be the size of fists.

In ancient times, poor people could not afford to burn paper money. Paper people and ingots were used to weave thatch into a house and burn it to the dead, and stuff cotton into a linen as a quilt.

Their real residence is still in the graves in the fields.

Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun walked towards the Guan Temple with a quilt alone.

"The rice here...is pretty delicious."

Wang Gan recalled the meals he had just prepared. These foods were worshipped by the festivals. The village chief of Huangjia Village was probably a wealthy family during his lifetime, and his family burned a lot of good things.

The braised pork, flower buns, and pork head meat just now were all things that the two of them had never eaten before, and the taste was very fragrant.

"What do you think about Qin Kun? He has been here to become a Yin official?"

Chu Qianxun asked curiously. Wang Gan pondered for a while and said, "Qin Kun looks simple and crude, but he is a good person and can't do things that are not good."

"The advantage?" Chu Qianxun wondered, "The Yang people will let the Yin be bad, and their lives will be short, which is a good thing?"

Wang Gan said: "Then you can't resist his life! A dog's life as stubborn as iron, how much can it be cut short if the way of heaven is cut? The horoscope is the hardest, and the black dog accompanying the sky is not what Fuyu Mountain has said since ancient times. Moreover, you forgot the... system we got in the afternoon?"

Wang Gan said the word "system" very unnatural.

He thought he was crazy or dreaming.

But it turns out that this is true!

After Qin Kun printed his belly with a palm, there was an urn tattoo, and a piece of talisman paper was attached to the urn.

The system in Wang Gan’s mind appears at the same time as the tattoo!

The fierce ghost pk system!

At this moment, behind Wang Gan, a zombie with talisman paper was followed.

Chu Qianxun remained silent. Her tattoo was a urn on her waist. The jar was a bit delicate, and a white candle was burning above.

Looking at the old ghost trembling with an oil lamp next to him, Chu Qianxun didn't know what to say.

That’s right, this zombie and that old ghost are Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun’s ghost messenger!

When the two ghost messengers appeared, the two almost took action and killed them, but the system in their minds prompted that the ghost messenger's loyalty was 100 and could not be eliminated by the host.

Flying Thunder zombie

Introduction: The zombies killed by the forbidden art of the Maoshan Nine Heavens Flying Thunder Curse have formed spiritual intelligence before being killed. After being baptized by flying thunder, the spiritual intelligence hole is opened and the soul is forever solid. After being killed, the corpse is refined into its own magic weapon.

Level: Level 33

Identity: None

Skill: Coffin Crush,

(Comprehensive evaluation: The world is in gloomy, the universe is vast, the universe is baptized by flying thunder, and it becomes a ghost zombie for all ages)

Corpse lamp ghost

Introduction: In the mass grave, corpse oil is lit, and ghosts are formed. They are always holding lanterns to shine their lives, fearing that they will never be repaid

Level: Level 29

Identity: None

Skill: Three Corpse Soul Fire,

(Comprehensive evaluation: The ghost is roasted in the corpse lamp all year round, gradually becoming pure and has become Buddha nature)

The two became hosts, and the system gave two ghost messengers. They didn't expect that they would raise ghosts one day, and there was one in the system that could gain merit.

And, in the middle, they saw the exchange of money for buying roads.

It turns out that Qin Kun has experienced such an incredible thing!

While it was absurd, the two of them could no longer think of anything to say.

The two entered the official temple, and Qin Kun closed his eyes in the main hall to rest.

He didn't see them for an afternoon. Qin Kun saw them coming in and opened his eyes. Behind Wang Gan, a zombie and ghoul man was following him. The ghost man was staring at the dead fish's eyes. Behind Chu Qianxun, an old ghost with a bitter face, with a disheveled white hair like crazy, holding an oil lamp.

"It seems that you two are in a good mood?" Qin Kun joked. I guess after they got the system, their three views collapsed, but now, they seem to have recovered.

Wang Gan sat on the chair in the hall and gave Qin Kun a blank look: "Damn it! 10 merits exchanged for a stack of underworld coins, you actually sold us 10,000 yuan! Qin Kun, your lard is so funny!!"

What Wang Gan is most unhappy now is that after knowing the truth, he discovered that Qin Kun is a rich man who is hidden and uncovered.

100 merits are 100,000 yuan, but he still cried all day long and said that he had no money?

Damn, I've been playing a dead body for a month in the crew, and I'm still a supporting role, so I'll only give you 2,800 yuan?!

Qin Kun touched his nose: "I'm talking about all my merits and my money is like my underworld coins. I have so many subordinates, so I don't have to spend money on food and drink? A ghost's substitute gets 300 yuan a month and basically worships merits, not considered cultivation. Do you think it's okay if 7 ghost's substitute gets 2,100 yuan? How many tasks can I save on average in a week? Damn!"

300 merits?

Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun looked at each other: "So many?"

They took on several green tasks in the afternoon, and only got a total of more than 400. Looking at the many coveted things in the Magnificent Mall, they now realize how important merit is.

"No, I took 4 tasks in one afternoon. It seems that after you branded the ten dead marks to me, and then talked to these ghosts, the system will automatically generate tasks. How do you say there are only 3?"

Wang Gan was quite careful and found out the problem at once.

Qin Kun said: "In the world of life, there are indeed 2 to 3 tasks a week. This is the Hell Road, and there may be more tasks. So you hurry up and seize the opportunity, opportunities are hard to come by."

It was too late today. The day in the Hell Realm was the dark night in the world. In short, the three of them rushed from Linjiang City to Sanfen Mountain, and then came here, and they didn't sleep for a day and a night.

There was no place to live in the official temple, so the three of them laid bedding in the temple.

Chu Qianxun slept next to Qin Kun's spiritual official statue, and she got into the bed.

The door of the main hall was closed, and the room was not very warm. A few candles were lit, and the three of them were sleeping in the quilt, chatting before bed.

Chu Qianxun asked: "The system said that only 10,000 merits can you enter. You really spent 10,000 merits to bring us here?"

10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

Chu Qianxun thought of Qin Kun, who was so desperate that he spent 1,000 yuan to take them here for a walk, and gave them benefits. No matter how he thought about it, he felt a little unrealistic.

Qin Kun was also trapped and got into the bed: "Just think I used the system bug. The Nine Corpse Dao Soldiers of the Sacrifice family, the Blood River Lanterns of the Zhu Sect, and the Mirror Realm Talisman of the Fu Sect, can open a Mirror Realm Bridge. Don't ask me how I know, I can't explain it clearly."

Qin Kun paused and added: "During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Southern School did not use the candle-dou talisman, but the candle, sacrifice, and talisman. Later, the sacrifice family went north of the Yellow River, and the Dou Zong returned from north to south. Maybe at that time, someone found a way to enter the hell trial without merit."

"Old man, come here to play a few games?"

Xu Tao's skills are unbearable. Although she really wants to play on the table, she joined the team late and has low qualifications.

These ghosts, led by Niu Meng, were skinned and headless. Xu Tao's status was still in A Chou. After the smiley ghost, he naturally was not qualified to serve.

However, since the skinned ghost can instigate zombies, he also wants to fool Chu Qianxun's ghost messenger.

However, the old ghost holding the lantern was obviously more cautious and shook his head: "You guys have fun, old man, I'll go patrol the night. I feel that this village is a bit weird."

The old ghost with the lantern was not fooled, Xu Tao was disappointed, Qin Kun assigned several tasks, the smiley ghost and the wedding dress ghost went out to do the task at night. Xu Tao remembered that he should be promoted to the evil ghost immediately, so he had to hold back and walk out.

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Chapter completed!