I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 65
The relationship between men has never been achieved overnight, and the depth of friendship is directly proportional to the process of contact.

What's more, Qin Yao is a human being, and Zhang Deyang is a ghost, so even though the latter admires the former very much, he is only willing to say his name when they meet for the second time.

And apart from a name, Qin Yao knew almost nothing about him. He didn't know what kind of official he was in the underworld, what strength he was, and what relationship he had...

Until now, following him, stepping into the hall where ghosts come and go, seeing the passing ghosts clasping their fists and shouting for your lord, and ghosts and gods in official uniforms opening their mouths to call judges. A little more cognition.

The judge of the underworld... Even the little judge with the lowest authority is countless times stronger than those ecstasy messengers who come in the wind and go in the rain.

Of course, the soul seducer is not the bottom of the chain of contempt. Below it, there are fierce gods, fierce ghosts, evil ghosts, resentful ghosts, wandering souls, and remnant souls...

"Qin Yao, what do you think of this Yanfu fruit?" Zhang Deyang was like an evil talisman with the effect of warding off ghosts and gods. He walked freely in the hall, suddenly stopped, and stretched out his fingers to the void.

Qin Yao hurriedly stopped behind him, looking in the direction of his fingers, but saw the void as paper, soul power as ink, writing a line of big characters: Go to the city of death, look for the ten thousand year meat ganoderma, the first to bring back the meat ganoderma , which can be exchanged for a bone-cutting Xijing pill.

"Old Ancestor, how effective is this Bone-cutting Xijing Pill?"

Qin Yao looked left and right, and always felt that the name of Wannian Rou Ganoderma lucidum was much louder than Xijing Wan. If it was put in martial arts novels, these two things were completely different concepts.

As we all know, the older the thing is, the more valuable it is. It is a consensus that thousand-year-old ginseng is more precious than century-old ginseng.

"Don't you want to strengthen Lin Jiu's physique? This elixir is at least equivalent to nearly [-] years of physical training, and it can push it to the level of invulnerability at the last time." Zhang Deyang put down his arms and said.

"What if I feed my master the ten-thousand-year meat Ganoderma lucidum?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

Zhang Deyang pursed his lips, and said quietly: "Then he can come down to accompany me directly... As long as you have some knowledge of pharmacology, you should understand that wild natural treasures cannot be eaten directly."

Qin Yao: "..."

so close.

Originally, he really planned to get some treasures of heaven and earth and feed them secretly to his master. If there are treasures of heaven and earth in the world and he doesn't need to come to the underworld, then the master will probably be smiling (filial) Jiuquan by now.

"There is actually another reason for showing you this task." Looking at him as if he breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Deyang twitched his cheeks, and said via voice transmission: "I know who has meat Ganoderma lucidum in the City of Death."

"I'll take it!" Qin Yao said immediately after hearing this sentence.

The standard answers have been given, if he still hesitates, he will be looked down upon by the other party in the blink of an eye.

It's not easy for someone to look at it, but it's too easy for someone to look down on it and develop prejudice...

Zhang Deyang smiled slightly, took out his official seal, held it up with spiritual energy, and printed it on the characters in the void.

The character seemed to have a spirit, and it automatically drilled into the bottom of the official seal. What surprised Qin Yao was that when the line of characters disappeared, another identical character appeared in the void, which was very eye-catching.

"This is……"

"All the Yan Fu tasks released in the Yan Luo Temple are not waiting for anyone, but anyone with official status can take them. Whoever completes the task first will be able to come and receive the reward first. Those who come late will suffer in vain, but in the end You can’t get anything.” Zhang Deyang explained.

Qin Yao's heart moved, and he said, "Can you issue an assassination mission?"

Zhang Deyang understood what he meant, and said seriously: "No! The Yin Division cannot let go of this kind of authority, otherwise it will definitely cause chaos in the underworld."

Qin Yao silently nodded.

Thinking about it, it would be a lot of fun if the assassination mission could be released, wave after wave of killers flocked to them, endlessly, no one could stand it!
After taking over the task, Zhang Deyang took Qin Yao out and said as he walked, "I'll find you a map to Wushi City when you go back, so that you won't have to ask around for directions. But before you go, I have A few words to explain, please listen carefully."

Qin Yao's expression froze, and he said solemnly: "Please tell me, my ancestor."

"First, on the road, don't believe in any gossip. Second, no matter what state you are in, don't covet any form of petty gain. Third, no matter how thirsty or hungry you are, you can't drink the water of the underworld, eat Things from the underworld." Zhang Deyang instructed.

Qin Yao thought for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I wrote it down, Patriarch."

Seven days later.

Holding an old map in his hand, Qin Yao hurried to a long black bridge. Looking around, there was a large black cloud gathering above the long bridge. Inside the black cloud were lightning and thunder, and purple light was scurrying around like a snake. The black ice formed by the cold mist in the clouds was smashed into pieces and turned into black snowflakes, which fluttered down.

The long bridge that can't be seen at a glance is dyed black by the black snow that does not melt all year round. It is very gloomy and frightening.

"Traveler, the snow is flying in front of you, buy a set of cotton clothes before you go, otherwise you will be frozen to death on the bridge like those ghosts." Just as he turned his head to look down the bridge, beside the bridgehead, An old man in black with wrinkled face, cloudy eyes, and a stooped figure walked out of the tombstone-shaped room with a cane, and stood in front of the door and said.

Qin Yao kept in mind the three reminders Zhang Deyang said, ignored the old man's words, and walked forward on his own. However, when the soles of his feet landed on the bridge, his body shivered as if stressed, and then I felt a biting cold.

In terms of his abnormal physique, which is not suitable for a human being now, it is already a good idea to have this kind of feeling.

"It's hard to persuade you, damn it!" the rickety old man shook his head and said in a low voice.

Qin Yao frowned slightly, restrained the anger surging in his heart, and continued to move forward.

"If you don't buy my padded clothes, I bet you won't be able to walk a hundred steps, and you will definitely freeze to death on the bridge." Seeing that he kept ignoring him, the stooped old man sneered, and his words became even more ugly.

Qin Yao paused, turned around and looked, his voice was colder than the bridge deck: "Say it again!"

"I'm kindly reminding you, otherwise it will be too late if the situation I mentioned happens." The rickety old man said.

Qin Yao said coldly: "Don't embellish your bad words with good intentions, I will give you a chance and apologize immediately."

"I'm just telling the truth, what's wrong? It's you, it's just that you don't listen to good words, and you actually accuse me of being wrong. I don't know what it means." Saying this, the old man waved his hands in disgust, and turned to walk towards the tombstone. shaped house, and closed the door.

"Oh, the world is so big, there are no surprises." Qin Yao sneered, and strode to the tombstone room like a shooting star.

"Oh!"

Kicking hard the door made of unknown material, Qin Yao lowered his eyes and looked down at the bewildered old man: "Do you think that all ghosts and gods should let you go, and they should care about your words with a magnanimous mind?" Don’t you know that those who speak evil words will suffer from having their tongues pulled out!”

　Touching fish is too exciting to write...

　　I must work hard to collect manuscripts in the future~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)