I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

chapter 439,

Yang Zhao lowered his head cautiously, trying to find useful information in the sentences spoken by the old man.

First of all, listening to the old man's words, he should not be from Tianfu, but he has a relationship with Tianfu, and the relationship is not shallow.

Otherwise, why would Tianfu trap them in the tower to do business?
I feel sleepy about Tianfu’s behavior!
Because of the old man's behavior, Yang Zhao couldn't detect it at all, but the faint pressure could still be felt!

To be honest, with his level of cultivation, it would be unreasonable to put a few taels of silver in business anywhere in the world of cultivation!
But then again, must what the other person said be the truth?
Of course it is very likely to be fake.

She could only infer that the old man grabbed a stranger and wanted to get him in, and it was definitely not about the few taels of silver.

Even if Yang Zhao knew that this person had bad intentions, she would not dare to act rashly if someone else was here to control him.

It is best to resolve this matter peacefully.

"Senior, to tell you the truth, I have the Tianfu Order in my hand, and I..."

Yang Zhao raised his head, and his golden-red eyes that were originally hidden widened, and then the two colors suddenly came back to fill the entire pupils.

She looked at the scene in front of her with numb scalp, cold sweat suddenly fell down her back, and her trembling lips could not form another word.

Just in front of me, what kind of old man is he?It was a beast soul three to four meters tall, covered in blood, with a disembodied body and only half a head left!
Usually it’s a ghost!

Damn it, it’s so damn broad daylight!
And not only this old man is a ghost, but the crowds and crowds in the darkness are all ghosts like this!

There are humans and beasts, and beasts are divided into those in the sea, those in the sky, and those with wings and long fins.

Of course, these ghosts also have a common characteristic, that is, their thoughts are quite miserable!

Those are all individual photos, and they cannot be put on the Internet. They must be coded on a large scale!

In short, all kinds of ghosts and all kinds of misery.

This scene obviously updated Yang Zhao's general concept of ghosts!
"Hey, little girl, your moves are so beautiful!"

These words were like thunder, awakening Yang Zhao who was trapped in a nightmare.

Yang Zhao turned his head stiffly and found that it was the same elsewhere!
In the dark place where the light cannot reach, there are bustling ghosts, big and small, who have died tragically.In a daze, Yang Zhao thought of the words of the passerby named Zhang who led them.

"Is this your first time here? Hey, there are a lot more people in Shuncheng these days. In the past, there were only two or three hundred people living in the whole city. It is really possible to sit down and have a drink with any ghost."

Anyone could sit down and have a drink with him. Yang Zhao didn't pay attention at the time, thinking it was Zhang Luren's exaggerated complaints.

But who knew that this was actually a true account!
It’s really like having two drinks with a ghost~~ Yang Zhao swallowed silently.

With a permanent population of 300 to [-] people, even if there are a lot more people these days, looking at the state of the ghost town outside, you know that there won't be many extra people.

Even if the number of living people increased tenfold, there would still be at least thousands of ghosts in this tower.

Is this a sudden stab at a ghost nest?

The Tomb of Heaven... doesn't have to be so realistic, right?
Yang Zhao's soul hasn't come back yet, and the ghosts who are secretly paying attention to Yang Zhao begin to whisper.

"This little girl can't see us, can she?"

"No way, she, a young monk in the foundation building stage, can see through our true form? Isn't that a big joke?"

"But looking at the little girl's expression, I don't see anything. Will she lose her soul in panic? Besides, you can tell by looking at her eyes that it is something good. The smell of blood is strong, and it looks delicious. "

"Don't tell me that you are really greedy."

"Haha, senior is joking. I still want to keep these eyes for use. I'm afraid I won't be able to give senior a taste."

Yang Zhao came back to his senses, dispersed the incense and cast the divine body, and his eyes slowly returned to normal.

It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just a ghost?Nothing to be afraid of!

Seeing her master Shen Ruoyu every day, she should be desensitized!

Yang Zhaoqiang smiled and pressed his ribs against each other until his heart ached, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)