The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 190 Meeting Zhong Kui
Fan Wushe was startled suddenly, and found that he had escaped from the siege of resentful spirits, and beside him was his good brother.

"Come on!"

Before he came back to his senses, Xie Bi'an grabbed his shoulders, jumped, and led him away from this place.

One in front and one in the back, waving the mourning stick continuously, repelling the vortex of resentful spirits around them, and finally escaped.

This time it was a big loss.

"Damn, it's no wonder you were charmed, didn't I let you pick one?" Xie Bi'an saw the two Yinming fruits wrapped in iron chains on Fan Wushe's arms, and scolded loudly.

Fan Wushe replied: "One is not enough for us."

Xie Bi'an had nothing to say.

Originally, the two sides had already planned that I would lead the wraith here, and Fan Wushe would pick one Yinming fruit, but I didn't expect him to pick two, so he would be charmed by the wraith.

You think you are moving forward, but you are actually standing still.

Fortunately, as envoys of soul seduction, the two people's morality is not low, and the fierce aura on their bodies is strong, so they did not end up in a doomed end.

After the two brothers landed, worried about Xu Ping's safety, they hurriedly looked back, but couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

I saw Xu Ping bathed in a piece of thunder, as if turning into a flash of lightning. The vortex of wraiths was in front of him, completely irresistible. The moment they touched, they exploded into dots of white light.

It's like a wolf among sheep.

"Ah this..."

Xie Bi'an was dumbfounded.

"Brother Xu... so strong!"

Fan Wushe muttered to himself.

Zhong Li also had brilliant eyes, and wondered in his heart, was he so strong in the first place.

How did they know that Xu Ping's mental toughness at this time was naturally much stronger than theirs.

And the attack methods of these wraiths are originally aimed at the souls, so they naturally have a strong restraint effect on these soul bodies.

Xu Ping is a human being with a powerful spirit and top-notch defensive power, but the divine thunder is mighty and specialized in overcoming evil spirits, so how can the resentful spirits be able to stop it.

It was Song Qingling who was the most direct, seeing Xu Ping furiously, she yelled softly, "Brother Xu, you are really amazing."

Hearing the tender voice from afar, Xu Ping couldn't help laughing. He didn't intend to show off, but he was feeling the experience these grievances brought to him.

Every time a resentful spirit is killed, the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book will give a reward of ten days of Taoism, which is the result of meditating for a day and silently reciting the Tongxuan Sutra.

"I will not let go of any chance to become stronger..."

"kill!"

Xu Ping continued to manipulate the thunder light, rampaging, and the faint white light around him gradually weakened.

He didn't know how many resentful spirits he had killed. It wasn't until he felt that he had gained a few more years of spiritual power that Xu Ping discovered the vortex of resentful spirits around him and began to slowly move away.

After that, it completely retracted into the dark depths of the woods, without seeing any light.

Xu Ping curled his lips, shook his head and sighed.

It seems that he killed too hard and hid.

Don't blame him, just because there was no such opportunity in Yangjian.

Looking up at the surrounding fruit trees, the Yinming fruits glowing with black luster are exuding an inexplicable fragrance.

This is an indescribable aroma, very greasy, like a very low-quality perfume, and if you smell it too much, it will make you feel dizzy.

It seems that Ba Ye was fascinated by this thing, so he was charmed by the resentful spirit.

Thinking of this, Xu Ping glanced at the depths of the darkness again, and said, "Hey, are you sure you won't come out to stop me? I'm going to do everything."

"..."

No answer, no reaction.

Seeing this, Xu Ping's arms gushed out a ball of blue light, the light flowed like liquid, and turned into two giant hands in mid-air, grabbing at the two Yinming fruit trees respectively.

Uprooted, income into a bottomless pit.

……

Xu Ping didn't intend to collect the entire fruit forest like the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves. That's not even worse than bandits.

Those who watched from a distance were speechless, this man was simply a bandit.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Ping turned back, faced them, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone has a share."

Song Qingling jumped up, and the others were moved: "Brother Xu, you are really kind. In the next life, I will be your cow and horse..."

There is no chance in this life, and we can only wait for the next life. Song Qingling's first thought was to pray for the next life to continue to be a woman.

Zhong Chen was silent.

For her, the Yinming fruit is a good thing that can improve her cultivation, but because of the restraint of Yan Jun in the Ten Temples, she could only get a few from her brother before.

"Thank you!"

She lightly parted her red lips, and after thinking for a moment, said: "After you die, I will ask my brother to find you a good job in the underworld."

Xu Ping: "..."

Then I can really thank you!
The black and white brothers were very excited, they moved to Xu Ping's side, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Xu, we two brothers have this Yinming fruit, which is enough to refine it for a long time, but..."

As he said that, Xie Bi'an, who was thinking faster, blinked twice and said: "This Yinming fruit also has a magical effect."

Xu Ping asked, "What effect?"

"Cultivate the soul!"

Xu Ping's eyes lit up suddenly, he didn't talk nonsense, and quickly turned back to the fruit forest. Ten more fruit trees were stuffed into the bottomless pit, so he gave up.

The process of picking the Yinming Fruit was very smooth, at least for Xu Ping. After learning that the Yinming Fruit could nourish the soul, Xu Ping had a bold idea.

Is it possible to finally realize the idea that I have been hiding in my heart, to build my own army of paper figurines?

Let each paper man generate consciousness and obey his own orders instead of performing tasks mechanically. This is the highest state of paper making.

After leaving Ten Thousand Corpse Mountain, Xu Ping followed Zhong Li to an inn located half a step east.

Longevity Inn.

Looking up at the signboard of the inn, Xu Ping said with a smile: "The name of this inn is quite unique. Everyone is dead, so how can there be longevity."

Song Qingling was feeling the heaviness in her chest. There were two Yinming fruits stuffed there, which were given to her by Xu Ping. She was very happy at the moment. Hearing his words, she said with a smile: "Actually, staying here for more than half a step , if you can’t reincarnate for a long time, in a sense, it can be regarded as another kind of longevity.”

"Eh!"

"That's true!"

Xu Pingfa asked: "Then what about you, why do you want to reincarnate?"

Song Qingling looked gloomy and became a little disappointed, "Because I have no family members, even if I can "live" here, it can only be a painful "live"."

Without a family, it means that without a source of income, it is not easy to live no matter whether it is in the world of heaven or in the underworld.

If ghosts want to retain their consciousness and avoid becoming a wandering soul, they can only absorb the scent of incense sticks from time to time.

It's like eating.

But if he was an orphan during his lifetime, and after his death, no relatives and friends would pay homage to him, so he would have to burn some paper money to use it, and it would be difficult for him to live in the underworld.

And even if you have a family member, when you just die, you will get more paper money when you hold a one-stop funeral service in Yangjian. Later, you will only have some income during festivals and death days.

When I first came here, I had no restraint, I just wanted to spend them as soon as possible before reincarnation, but I didn't know this class...

Reunited with relatives in the underworld, but failed to wait for reincarnation, and lost their source of livelihood.

This is the reason why there are so many brothels in the underworld. The ghosts who have just arrived enjoy it desperately, and the ghosts who have lost their source of livelihood sell their bodies to live.

This was what Xu Ping knew before. He looked at Song Qingling in front of him and sighed in his heart. If she hadn't become a errand, maybe she would have been like this.

Zhong Li was listening and glanced at Song Qingling with a dazed expression and sympathy in his eyes.

After a while, she straightened her face and said softly, "My brother is in the store right now, this is a secret base of our underworld."

Xu Ping put away his messy thoughts and followed her in.

At this time, in the inn lobby, there are several ghosts in various places. Some of them are newcomers, enjoying themselves, and some are old fritters, muddled.

Seventh Master and Eighth Master quietly occupied a few tables, and stayed downstairs with Song Qingling, while Zhong Li took Xu Ping straight to the second floor.

"Miss Zhong, Master is already waiting for you."

A man of medium build greeted him at the stairs. He had a fair face, beard and hair, and looked very young at first glance, but the years had already left indelible marks on his face.

"This is shopkeeper Zhao. He used to be a Yin man. After the closure of the underworld, he ran this inn here." Zhong Li introduced.

Xu Ping looked over, and shopkeeper Zhao smiled cooperatively.

Zhong Li nodded at him, "Shopkeeper Zhao, stay here..." He turned around and said, "Let's go, brother is waiting for you."

Following Zhong Li into a room on the second floor, she saw her silently chanting a mantra in front of a bronze mirror, and then the bronze mirror burst into yellow light.

The warm yellow light enveloped him, and Xu Ping felt his whole body warm, as if soaked in hot spring water.

Since he came to the underworld for more than half a step, he has never felt this kind of warmth, no matter where it is, it feels cold.

It seemed that the entire half step was covered by cold air.

With a flash in front of his eyes, the yellow light produced a devouring force. Xu Ping let go of his mind, and without resisting, he felt his body lighten, and then threw himself into the bronze mirror.

A ray of warm sunlight poured down on his body immediately, the slightly glaring sunlight shone on his body, and an indescribable warmth spread throughout his body.

where is this?
There was a bright light in front of him, completely different from the scene just now.

In front of him was a mansion with rich gates and white walls. Xu Ping looked around and found that the surrounding decorations were exactly like those around the Longevity Inn.

The difference is that there are warm colors all around.

Staying in such a place seems to make me feel better.

"Is this the space opened up by Master Zhenjun himself?"

Xu Ping asked Zhong Li who was standing next to her, and found that she looked very familiar and was talking with an old man with a goatee.

Zhong Li nodded after hearing the words, and after a moment of silence, he said, "This house is a home that my brother built according to our memories during his lifetime."

Master Zhenjun should be stationed in the underworld, so here is where the girl in red next to her lives...

Xu Ping thought to himself, it seems that even if this Demon Slayer Heavenly Monarch is famous outside, he is still a person of great affection after all.

The courtyard is deep, follow Zhong Li and turn left to the promenade, walk through the front yard, and there is an artificial lake in front of you.

And in the middle of the lake, a gazebo was built, and there was a middle-aged man sitting there, an extremely ugly middle-aged man.

The leopard head with ring eyes and iron face with curly temples is really ugly.

He was wearing a red Taoist robe, and on the table in front of him was a sword with a sheath. The sword was not out of the sheath, and there was already an evil spirit hitting his face.

Xu Ping glanced at Zhong Li next to him in confusion. Are they really siblings?
Xu Ping remained skeptical about this.

"Brother, Xu Ping is here!" Zhong Li brought Xu Ping to the gazebo, called out, and went to sit beside him.

Xu Ping stood there, cupping his fists and saluting: "My lord, Xu is here!"

This serious and majestic Demon Slayer True Monarch faced his sister, his eyes softened for a moment, then he turned to Xu Ping and laughed out loud.

"Xiao Xu, I've missed you for a long time!"

Xu Ping looked straight into his eyes, there was no emotion in these calm eyes, Xu Ping could only see deep exhaustion.

"Master Zhenjun misses you, Xu is ashamed." Xu Ping said modestly.

Zhenjun Zhong Kui shook his head and motioned him to sit down.

Xu Ping looked at it, but there was no stool, so he imitated Zhong Li and sat down cross-legged, sitting opposite her, and said with a smile: "Master Zhenjun, since Xu is here, please ask Master Zhenjun to clear up my doubts. why me?"

"It can't be because I'm handsome!" He said half-jokingly.

Unexpectedly, under Xu Ping's gaze, the True Monarch Zhong Kui nodded, and replied extremely calmly, "There is also a reason for this?"

Xu Ping: "..."

Zhenjun, who was wearing a red Taoist robe, flicked his sleeves lightly, and two cups of tea appeared on the table, one in front of him and one in front of Xu Ping, still steaming.

Seeing this, Zhong Li stretched out his hand to grab it, snatching Zhenjun Zhong Kui's tea.

"Ha ha."

True Monarch Zhong Kui was not annoyed either, he smiled, flicked his sleeves again, and a cup of tea appeared on the table again.

I didn't come here to watch you perform magic. Hey...Xu Ping was speechless, looking at this and then that.

True Lord Zhong Kui signaled Xu Ping to drink tea, took a sip himself, and then said, "Xiao Xu, I must have told you about the current situation in the underworld, right?"

This tea is not bad...Xu Ping drank the tea and nodded: "The combat power at the top level should be that of Lord Zhenjun, but it can't stand up to the other party... I still know the reason why there are so many ghosts and ants kill elephants." .”

Zhenjun Zhong Kui was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup in his hand, and said solemnly, "Actually, the current situation is worse than what Ah Li said."

Xu Ping frowned and said, "I would like to hear the details."

Zhenjun Zhong Kui straightened his sitting posture with a serious expression: "At first, I just thought that those three wanted to gain more power and were tired of life in the underworld, but later I discovered that they actually wanted to overthrow the entire underworld. order of..."

"Even, I want to master the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

The Six Paths of Reincarnation... Xu Ping was also a little surprised. Mastering the Six Paths of Reincarnation is equivalent to mastering the Heavenly Dao of the underworld.

(End of this chapter)