Chapter 141 Tribute to Ning Caichen

In the pharmacy.

Rows of ghost generals who had been beaten with batons were lying on hospital beds, looking extremely neat.

The Ghost King stood at the edge, frowning. Next to him, Yang Chizi, whose face was full of abscesses, was holding an iron bowl, which contained a bowl of blood that had just been taken out from the boy behind him.

It took out a piece of talisman paper with paradoxical characters written on it, flicked it, and burned it. Pieces of ashes fell down and entered the iron bowl.

Yang Chizi said: "Bring this water to all the generals."

behind it.

The boy with a stupid expression nodded dullly, picked up the bowl of blood and came to the ghost generals, and each fed a little bit into his mouth. Gradually, their faces gradually became better.

Yang Chizi turned his head and looked at the Ghost King: "I can probably recover tomorrow. This method only temporarily delays the pain. After seven days, today's injuries will still appear, and they will be more serious. But by then, the city will probably be gone."

Once we capture it and use the blood to make medicine and take it, there shouldn't be any big problems."

Hearing this, the Ghost King nodded: "Thank you, my mentor. I didn't expect that today's guests would have such ferocious people."

Yang Chizi waved his hand: "No problem, it's just a small incident. The most important thing is after this banquet."

Said.

He took out a cloth bag, which contained about forty or fifty evil spirit pills: "Here are some of Lao Chan's recent achievements, one for each general, and the rest can be ground into powder, and then mixed with blood.

Drinking wine will also have an effect."

Seeing this, the Ghost King took the bag and looked inside, where pills exuding yin energy were lying quietly inside.

To know.

Refining this thing is not easy. Even for Yang Chizi, this is a big deal for him. It takes a long time to accumulate so much.

For gamblers.

The more benefits you want to get, the more capital you need to bet.

And such a heavy capital.

It is enough to see how much Yang Chizi attaches great importance to this operation.

Weighed the weight.

The Ghost King took a deep breath and his expression became a little solemn: "Teacher, I can't bear such a heavy gift."

"According to my understanding of the Evil Sect, even a city with your current help does not have many of these disasters. For Him, it is a drop in the bucket."

It pondered for a long time, still a little uneasy.

Yang Chizi smiled: "It seems that you are a little worried."

"A city is indeed a trivial matter. For Him, only natural disasters can be considered a satisfactory offering, but that's not the point."

"Tens of thousands of people are just a key. Mrs. Qi needs this key to open and release something. You should know about that "city"."

The Ghost King frowned, and when he heard the word "city", his expression became even more frightened: "You guys are here."

Yang Chizi nodded: "For countless years, many forgotten ghosts will be summoned by that city and enter it. But it is not a paradise, but more cruel than the eighteenth level of hell.

The place."

"The lonely wild ghosts who enter that place will fight each other to survive. The fierce ghosts inside have been imprisoned for who knows how many years, and they haven't enjoyed the taste of human blood and souls for who knows how long."

"The Evil God has managed to connect the city with the present world. Now, all it needs is a key."

Hear this.

Only now did the Ghost King suddenly realize.

If the evil ghost in the city is really allowed to appear on earth.

That would definitely be a horrific disaster no less than a natural disaster.

It is precisely this level of disaster that, to Him, is a delicacy worth thinking about.

Yang Chizi patted the Ghost King on the shoulder: "You are already a member of the evil cult, so you naturally know what kind of reward he will give after enjoying such a delicious meal. This is also a rare opportunity. As long as you grasp this

A mere city, what does it mean?"

Hear this.

The Ghost King's expression gradually became decisive: "I understand."

Yang Chizi nodded: "In addition, I wonder if you have noticed that many outsiders have mixed in as guests like you."

"outsider?"

Hearing this, the Ghost King seemed to know something: "Someone has sneaked in?"

Yang Chizi said: "During the martial arts performance today, I seemed to have captured a few wisps of aura, but it quickly dissipated. The other party seemed to have taken the elixir and made some small movements, which briefly exposed him."

"Although the threat may not be great, we still need to be more careful and cautious in this kind of melon farming map. If we can, we should do our best to check it out."

It's dawn.

The sunlight cannot shine into this ghostly place, and it still looks dark.

For the guests here, daytime is generally a time for rest, and night is when they should be active.

And at this time.

Located in a certain room.

Li Ling has completely conquered the seven dancing girl ghosts.

Um.

Don't get me wrong, this subjugation refers to sending it into the soul collecting flag.

Not because of anything else.

mainly.

Li Ling just discovered something.

Although these dancing ghosts can maintain their best-looking appearance at night, once daytime comes, they will reveal their true colors.

He watched helplessly as each beautiful figure turned into withered bones in front of him.

Li Ling's mood was quite broken, especially when the pile of pink skeletons were still posing, the impact was even more shocking.

For a moment, all interest was gone.

He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he thought about asking these guys to leave first.

But they are very ignorant and insist on coming over.

You can't really blame Li Ling for this.

Although he was in the underworld a little bit, he was not in the underworld to this extent.

and.

When these skeletons came closer, Li Ling was reminded of those ghost girls in the underworld.

really.

Beauty hurts.

Things like female ghosts will only delay the progress of catching ghosts. The underworld is still waiting for me to save, how can I be disturbed by these things?

that's all.

Li Ling resolutely chose to include it in the banner.

Such evildoers would be harmful to others if they were released, so it would be better to keep them in their own hands, so that they can be released at night if they are fine.

Ahem

After handling this matter.

He lay in bed and did not kill time.

During the previous consecutive victories in the arena, in addition to the dancing girl ghost, I also harvested some other medicinal materials. However, according to the description of the ghost king, this stuff needs to be taken as soon as possible and cannot be stored forever, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine will be easily lost.

In this case.

Then Li Ling might as well just use it once today.

Take a deep breath.

He took out the medicinal materials, awakened the tattoo on his chest, and after taking it, he lay directly on the quilt.

Go ahead!

Time passes.

Dusk is gradually swallowed up by darkness.

At night, it is the time when ghosts are active again.

When the last afterglow disappeared, the sound of gongs and drums came again, which made people's eardrums hurt. I heard that today, the ghost king will hold some kind of event at the banquet.
To be continued...