After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 47 WOC
"Let's go."

Without the ghost's obstruction, Liu Feng drove back to Yunchuan smoothly.

Under Mo Lin's careful care, his ring ghost weapon was finally perfectly refined.

The ring was black, and the red gem also turned inky black.

Molin put the ring on his hand and looked at it carefully. It was not bad.

Then Mo Lin released all the low-level ghosts he had captured before, and arranged them to stay in the ring.

Yin Xiaohua and her son were also arranged by Mo Lin to enter the ring.

Mo Lin has a special purpose in placing these low-level ghosts in the ring, similar to raising Gu, but he doesn't let the ghosts fight each other.

If some ghosts are particularly outstanding in the future, Mo Lin may also consider including them in the ghost-suppressing book.

Ghosts cannot survive without ghost energy.

Mo Lin used 10,000 ghost banknotes to transform them into ghost energy, which flowed into the ring, and provided these ghosts with a means of survival.

Ten thousand ghost banknotes are enough for these ghosts to live in the ring for three years.

The ghost-controlling community has been very busy lately.

Mo Lin has been chatting in the group frequently during this period and has become very familiar with everyone in the group.

Lin Xi: "I will have a meeting with Zilong in a few days. Is there anyone willing to go with me?"

Yun Ling: "I don't want to go. I don't like dealing with those people from the Purple Dragon Society."

Feng Mingyu: "I don't want to go either."

Mo Lin was very interested in this meeting and sent a message to ask, "What is the meeting for? Are there any benefits?"

Lin Xi: "It's just a simple exchange meeting, there's nothing good about it, but there will be a lot of delicious food"

Yun Ling: "Actually, you're willing to attend this meeting just for the food, right?"

Lin Xi: "(ω). There is a state banquet chef cooking at the meeting, I want to go and taste the delicious food."

Feng Mingyu: “→_→”

Lin Xi: "Mo Lin, do you want to go with me?"

Mo Lin: "Sure, I also want to taste the dishes made by the state banquet chef."

Feng Mingyu: "Ah, are you sure you want to take Mo Lin with you to the meeting?"

Feng Mingyu was lying on the bed typing, and when she saw Lin Xi was going to take Mo Lin to the meeting, she sat up from the bed in surprise.

Lin Xi: "Yes, what's wrong? Is it not okay?"

Feng Mingyu: "It's nothing, I'm just worried that your heart is not strong enough to handle the stress."

Feng Mingyu knew Mo Lin's temper very well. He was not restrained at all. Anyone who dared to be sarcastic to him would definitely be punished.

It just so happens that the people of the Purple Dragon Society like to be sarcastic.

If this group of people meet Mo Lin, wouldn't it be like water meeting fire?

Lin Xi: "It's just a meeting, what's so exciting about it?"

Feng Mingyu: "o(╥﹏╥)o, ok, you will know when you go there."

Lin Xi: "@Molin, I'll ask you to attend a meeting in a few days."

Merlin: "Okay."

After a brief chat, Mo Lin stopped talking.

There have been a lot of ghost catching tasks in the group these days, and Mo Lin is very interested. He also needs to suppress five ghosts and enter the Ghost Suppression Book before he can unlock the tenfold income from the Ghost Suppression Book.

This matter cannot be rushed. Mo Lin doesn't want to catch some rotten fish and shrimp to make up the numbers.

He wants to catch more powerful ghosts, or ghosts with special ghost skills.

He agreed to be Fukumanzo's bodyguard for a day, but before that, he had no time to take on the task of catching ghosts.

Mo Lin carried a black bag and drove to Sifangyuan.

Fu Wansan is going to participate in a transaction today, and Molin will be responsible for being his bodyguard.

Mo Lin came to the Sifangyuan, and a man in black uniform came to greet Mo Lin and took Mo Lin to see Fu Wansan.

Fukumanzo was dressed very formally in a black suit and black leather shoes.

"Brother Mo, you're here." Seeing Mo Lin coming, Fu Wansan greeted Mo Lin enthusiastically.

"This is for you." Mo Lin handed the black bag he had prepared earlier to Fu Wansan.

"What is this?" Fukumanzo curiously opened the black bag and looked inside. His pupils gradually dilated and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The black bag actually contains a ghost weapon.

He took a casual look and saw at least ten ghost weapons.

Driven by curiosity, Fukumanzo took out a ghost weapon to examine it.

This is a top-grade ghost weapon, which can be used seven times.

He picked up another ghost weapon casually, and it turned out to be another top-grade ghost weapon.

He quickened his movements and looked through several other ghost weapons.

It is also a top-grade ghost weapon.

These ten ghost weapons are actually all top-grade ghost weapons, and they are all the kind that can be used seven times.

"This, this, this..." Fukumanzo was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

How many days has it been?

Mo Lin created so many ghost weapons, and Fu Wansan became more curious about Mo Lin unconsciously.

When did the best ghost weapons become so worthless?
Is Mo Lin going to rob ghosts?
Where did you get so many ghost weapons?
Any ghost weapon here can be sold at a very high price.

Mo Lin actually put such a good ghost weapon in such a cheap bag. It's such a waste of talent.

"Put these things away quickly."

Fu Wansan treated them as treasures and ordered his men to put away these magical weapons.

"Be careful not to bump into anything." Fukumanzo warned.

Several young men carefully took the ghost weapon and then found an exquisite gift box to package it.

He moved very gently, for fear of bumping into these ghost weapons.

"Brother Mo, don't worry, I will definitely help you sell these ghost weapons at a good price." Fu Wansan patted his chest and promised Mo Lin.

As long as it is a ghost weapon, there will be no problem in selling it.

He has sales channels and can sell all these ghost weapons in at most half a month.

"This is just a small part of the ghost weapons. I will send you some more ghost weapons in a few days." Mo Lin said slowly.

"What? You actually have a ghost weapon?" Fukumanzo exclaimed.

He originally thought that these ghost weapons here were all Mo Lin had, but he didn't expect that Mo Lin actually had more ghost weapons.

"How many more ghost weapons can you take out?" Fu Wansan asked Mo Lin cautiously.

"More than a dozen pieces?" Mo Lin didn't dare to say more, for fear that Fu Wansan wouldn't believe him.

So we chose the minimum number.

"what?"

Fukumanzo's expression gradually distorted.

There are still a dozen ghost weapons?
Is it so outrageous?
These are all top-grade ghost weapons.

It's not just the weeds you pick randomly on the roadside.

These are real ghost weapons, and they are all lethal.

When did this thing become cabbage?
Why didn't he know?
When Mo Lin saw Fu Wansan's expression, he felt that the number he said was a little too little.

Maybe the number he reported was a little too low, so Fukumanzo behaved like this.

"You can also take out more than twenty pieces." Mo Lin added.

"Ahh.WOC"

Fu Wansan, who was as steady as an old dog, couldn't help but blurt out a national quintessence that was inappropriate for his status.

More than a dozen top-grade ghost weapons are already outrageous.

There are countless ghost masters who can’t even take out a ghost weapon.

Mo Lin has more than twenty ghost weapons, which he can easily come up with.

The key is that Mo Lin seems to be serious.

There was no sign of lying at all.

(End of this chapter)