The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 223 Summon the Hydra!
Song Mang ran to Shu Liyang in a panic, "Brother, are you okay?"

Seeing this familiar face and hearing the familiar voice, Shu Liyang was stunned for a long time.

The red light in his eyes had faded a little, and he looked less aggressive. "Yaoyao."

Shu Liyang suddenly hugged Song Mang and said with sobs, "Yaoyao! I knew you were okay. You will definitely come back to find me!"

Shu Liyang paused and said, "Yaoyao, why are you in this dungeon? Am I still in the dungeon? Have I left?"

Shu Liyang's eyes were a little confused.

Song Mang said, "You are still in the copy. I don't know why I am here. After I left the last copy, I fell into a mysterious space.

There was a temple there, and I was locked inside and couldn’t get out. After a long time, someone entered the temple and I was able to get out.”

"The temple..."

Shu Liyang thought about what those people had just said, "Could it be the temple of the god who created the dungeon? Are the temples in these dungeons connected to each other?"

He has passed through many dungeons and has seen statues of gods in other dungeons. Some dungeons even have special temples to worship the gods who created the dungeons.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Song Mang looked at Shu Liyang worriedly, pointed at his eyes and said, "Why are your eyes so strange?"

Shu Liyang noticed a hint of fear in her eyes, and he couldn't help but put his hand up to cover his eyes, "Brother is fine, don't worry. There is a problem with my martial arts, and it will recover soon."

Shu Liyang also rummaged through the storage space, found an eye mask and put it on, as he didn't want his eyes to scare his sister.

"Since you are from the temple, take me there. There is a way to leave there."

Shu Liyang said to her.

Song Mang grabbed Shu Liyang's sleeve, walked in front and said, "Then follow me closely and don't get lost."

"it is good."

Song Mang knew where the deep pool was, so she simply took Shu Liyang there.

But not long after they left, another figure crawled out of the big pit behind them.

The guy who came out this time was Yan Zhe. He looked better than Shu Liyang. There was not even a trace of injury from the explosion on his body, and his clothes were very neat.

Yan Zhe walked over, cursing, "That little girl is really cruel, luckily I can hide in the space of the Samsara Mirror, otherwise I would have been blown to pieces.

It's a pity that the thousand-year-old tree spirit was blown up like this. If I dig up the old tree spirit's demon pill, it will probably help me break through to the golden pill stage."

Yan Zhe looked up and saw that Shu Liyang was not dead. He was also surprised. "Shu Liyang, you are really good. Such a violent explosion didn't kill you? You only injured your eyes?

Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being a prodigy on par with my senior brother. If you go to the imperial capital, the resistance of those prodigies in the imperial capital may not be comparable to yours. "

Yan Zhe turned around and looked around, gritting his teeth and said, "Where's that girl? She made us so embarrassed, and she just ran away?"

Suddenly, Yan Zhe noticed "Shu Yao".

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Who are you, little girl? Why didn't I see you just now?"

Song Mang hid behind Shu Liyang, his tone a little nervous, "Why are you looking at me like that? Can't I come to find my own brother?"

Although Song Mang's tone was a little nervous, he was full of vigor and perfectly portrayed Shu Yao's domineering spirit.

"Brother?"

Yanzhe looked her up and down, "Are you Shu Yao? Why didn't I see you and your brother together just now?"

"I'm somewhere else."

Although Shu Liyang covered his eyes with a blindfold, he could still perceive the outside environment.

He felt that Yan Zhe had been looking at Song Mang, so he blocked Yan Zhe's sight and said, "My sister has finally found me, don't make it difficult for her, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"Okay, okay, everyone knows that you are a sister-loving maniac. I dare not embarrass her."

Yan Zhe withdrew his gaze. Yan Zhe took out the Samsara Mirror and walked forward while fiddling with it. "Another message has been sent. Why is there so much work every day? I didn't deal with Song Mang just now. I don't know if my salary will be deducted.

Damn it, I only make a few hundred dollars a month, and you ask me to do so many things, you really treat me like a beast of burden."

I saw a lot of APP buttons appearing in Yan Zhe's reincarnation mirror, which looked like human iPads at first glance.

He opened a communication app and several messages popped up.

Seeing this news, Yan Zhe's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain, "They are all gods, how can they be so stingy that they even want to hand over the ghost money that Song Mang gave to those ghosts!

Asking the ghosts to give me money for the dead, wouldn't that make me offend them? I'm not the owner of the Samsara Mirror. I'm just borrowing it temporarily. I can't beat them to death. What if they beat me up? "

Judging from the attitude of those ghosts towards ghost money, asking them to hand over the ghost money is like asking for their lives!

Yan Zhe felt that this matter was too difficult to handle and it was very likely that he would not be able to get the paper money for the dead. He planned to make a video call to communicate with the owner of the statue.

The reincarnation mirror in Yan Zhe's hand has similar functions to that of an iPad, and can naturally also make video calls.

He raised the reincarnation mirror in his hand and made a video call to his boss.

But before the boss answered, the reincarnation mirror reflected Song Mang behind him.

Song Mang used the snake transformation function of the Ghost Fairy Ghost Card and turned into Shu Yao's appearance, but in the reincarnation mirror, her original appearance was directly printed!

Yan Zhe quickly put down the Samsara Mirror and turned to look at Song Mang with a bad look.

At this moment, Song Mang was pulling Shu Liyang's sleeve, looking at the bone staff in his hand and said, "Brother, your weapon looks so cool, can you show it to me?"

"can."

Shu Liyang directly handed the bone staff to her.

Song Mang looked at it for a while and said in surprise, "This thing is of such a high level, I have never seen it before! Brother, can you give it to me? Last time in the opera house copy, Su Yun brought a lot of people to bully me, I want to seek revenge on her!"

Shu Liyang was silent for a long time before he said, "This thing is too dangerous. It is easy to devour your soul and lose your mind. It is not suitable for you to use. When the time comes, I will find you a better one."

"That's what shows how powerful it is!"

Song Mang directly put the bone staff into the space, blinked his eyes and said, "It's okay if you don't want to give it to me, then lend it to me for a few days? I will return it to you after I get my revenge!"

Shu Liyang didn't say anything and was a little hesitant.

At this time, Yan Zhe suddenly shouted, "Shu Liyang, she is not your sister, she is Song Mang! I just checked the Samsara Mirror, your sister has died a long time ago! Her soul has been scattered!"

Whoosh.

The bone staff was summoned out by Shu Liyang in an instant, and a strong sense of hostility appeared in his eyes again.

A cold light flashed before Song Mang's eyes, and the bone staff, carrying a strong ghost aura, pierced Song Mang's chest.

Song Mang grasped the bone staff on his chest and looked at Shu Liyang coldly, "Such a quick reaction? I thought you would be reluctant to do it."

Shu Liyang took off his blindfold, looked at her with disdain and said, "I'm just acting with you. I already knew my sister was dead. She can't be here!
Do you think that if you put the bone staff into the space, I won't be able to use it? This thing is bound to my soul, it will always be mine, no one can take it away!"

"is it?"

Song Mang suddenly pulled the bone staff out of her chest, bringing out a large amount of blood, and her face became even paler.

But the smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger, "What if I insist on taking it?"

Shu Liyang saw Song Mang kneeling on the ground, his eyes became more mocking, "You don't know your own limitations. Before you grab something, check your own abilities first."

But then, he suddenly found that Yan Zhe's expression became extremely frightened, and he stared at the back of Song Mang.

"Oh my god! That's..."

Shu Liyang couldn't help but look up.

In the white mist behind Song Mang, a shadow that blocked out the sky and the sun slowly emerged, and nine pairs of cold, blood-red vertical pupils stared at them.