The people were collapsing the iron, giving the immortal boat a little shock to the Holy Lord

"Respected Master Baizhi, my name is Wuchou. This name was given to me by my master. I was originally an orphan left behind by the war. He gave me this name to let me let go of my hatred and never let go of the cycle of revenge."

No. 23, no, it should be called Wuchou, with a calm face, "But Master never expected that this world is too dark, I can't let go of hatred, so I became a black energy wizard."

"Well...."

Bai Zhi touched her chin, "So you want revenge, something worse than evil, using evil means and thunder."

Wuchou raised her head and looked at Baizhi with some surprise. She didn't expect Baizhi to say such words to her.

"What do you mean?" she asked uncertainly.

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "I will give you power. You can use your own means to rule those places where the sun doesn't shine and those people that the law cannot judge."

"Everyone has their own value. This world cannot be bright forever, so some people need to fall into darkness and be enveloped by even darker darkness."

"I am willing!"

Wu Chou said without hesitation, or rather, this was exactly what she expected.

She has no intention of using the law to bring the evildoers to justice, but only wants to use black magic to torture those people beyond recognition.

"Well, take this pill. Your image is very important."

Wu Chou did not ask what the medicine was, but took the pill from Bai Zhi's hand and swallowed it.

After a moment, she touched her face. It was no longer wrinkled as before, but smooth and elastic.

Even her hoarse voice that was neither male nor female returned to that of a young girl.

"This...you..."

She was stunned with astonishment. Even for the Black Spirit Wizard, this situation was like a miracle.

"The drug that makes you young again, it's magical, isn't it?"

Bai Zhi took a look at the rejuvenated Wuchou. Well, the girl with white hair and red eyes was very consistent with her XP.

"Thanks to your grace, Wuqiu will carry out your will!"

After hearing Bai Zhi say the name of the medicine, Wu Chou's breath was held, and then he immediately half-knelt on the ground, raised his right hand and made a vow.

Even for a black wizard who possesses black magic, although there are ways to prolong his life, his body will not become younger, and may even become more terrifying due to the erosion of black energy.

Wu Chou knew very well that if Bai Zhi gave away the things in her hands, she might be able to recruit wizards who were several times more powerful than her.

Even Daolong, who is well-known among the dark wizards, probably cannot resist such temptation.

Not to mention her.

"I have more grace for you than this. Come, chant a spell with me. Your power is still too weak. You can still borrow my strength when necessary."

Wu Chou accepted everything in a daze. After she came out of Bai Zhi's office, she had changed from her previous terrifying appearance of aging due to the erosion of black air to a tall girl with a cold temperament.

"Then, following the will of Lord Baizhi, I need to go here and find the man named Walon, and ask him to transfer some of the Black Hand Gang's power to me..."

As for Valon, he was busy thinking. Some time ago, after he learned about the situation of Baizhi Company, he had been thinking about how to get a share of the huge pharmaceutical profits.

But Bai Zhi did not agree to his request at that time, but left him a message: "Benefits are always gained by one's own efforts."

He thought hard for a long time during this period, but he still couldn't think of a suitable solution.

What exactly does it mean to strive for something?

Get more spells?

Although the Holy Lord still had talismans on him, he didn't think of taking them away for the time being, because this guy still had a lot of value to him. He knew the locations of many strange props, and they were all worth money.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he would not do something that would kill the goose that lays the golden eggs and directly offend the Holy Lord.

"Wallon, you've been hanging around here for a long time. I'm tired of seeing you!"

The eyes of the Holy Lord statue were flashing red, and his tone was a little angry. This thing had been hanging around in front of him for so long that it almost blinded his eyes.

"I'm just thinking about how to make money, Lord. If you hadn't given me the Golden Rooster King's treasure, would I be so anxious?"

"People all over the world are making money. Every time I see the assets of those rich people on TV growing, my heart bleeds. But I, because I lack the opportunity and sufficient assets, have no way to participate. Do you know how this feels?"

The Holy Lord stopped talking. It is impossible for him to give the treasure to you, not even in this lifetime.

It seems that the only way to make a living is to paint a rosy picture for Wallon and deceive him like this.

"Boss, there's a woman knocking on the door. She wants to see you."

While Valon was thinking, Lasu came in and reported.

"Woman? Tell her to go away. I don't have time to see anyone right now."

Upon hearing this, Valon frowned, his mind could no longer hold anything else, he didn't bother to see anyone before he thought about how to get a share of the pie.

"Boss, you'd better go and meet her, because the woman said she was sent by Miss Baizhi."

"What? You idiots, how can you be so disrespectful to others? Hurry up and invite them in!!"

Hearing what Lasu said, Walon immediately spoke loudly.

He felt that the time to fight for benefits that Baizhi mentioned might have come.

"Oh, Miss, please!"

Walon very respectfully invited Wuchou to a conference room.

"You were sent by Miss Baizhi, right? I knew that Miss Baizhi would not leave me alone. I will help you solve any problem you have!"

As soon as I arrived at the office, Valon very attentively brought me a glass of water.

"Let's get straight to the point. Lord Baizhi needs you to transfer part of the Black Hand Gang's power to me."

"Oh?"

When Walon heard this request suddenly, he did not react. After working with Baizhi for some time, he knew very well that although Baizhi would make requests, she would definitely not treat him unfairly.

Besides, he had been neglecting the management of the Black Hand Gang recently, and all his energy had been spent on finding talismans and various things.

He really wouldn't mind if he could sell it for a good price.

"I will certainly follow Miss Baizhi's request."

Valon did not ask what the reward was. In this situation, he should just be as polite as possible first.

"Very good, Lord Baizhi said that in exchange, you can become the agent of Tianming's research and development drugs in this city."

After hearing this, Walon's eyes lit up. As expected, when following the Holy Lord, he would go hungry for nine meals in three days, but when following Bai Zhi, he would eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day.

312 The Resurrected Immortal

"Boss, didn't this amulet-finding gadget break last time? How come it can be used again?"

In a dense jungle, Afen was working hard to clear the plants with a machete while asking Walon curiously.

"Of course I asked Miss Baizhi to fix it. She is much better than that old guy in our place. With just a touch, this thing was restored to its original state."

Valon raised the talisman tracker in his hand with a smile on his face.

"But boss, didn't you get the agency for that medicine? You can make money without doing anything. Why did you come out to look for talismans with us?"

Rasu was a little confused.

Because ever since his boss obtained the San Francisco agency rights for Tianming Company's exclusive drugs, he has been making a fortune, with people coming to order drugs in large numbers every day.

As for the speed of making money, do we still need to care about this hard and time-consuming way of making money?

Moreover, his boss has handed over the Black Hand Gang to that woman named Wuchou. Isn't this a good time to retire and be a happy rich man?

Is it worth coming all the way to this deserted jungle to suffer?

If it were him, he would definitely spend the money everywhere.

Valon rolled his eyes and said, "What do you know? Although I got the agency rights and I earn a lot of money every day, I don't have the favor anymore."

"If I can't prove my worth, then if Tianming develops something amazing in the future, I might not be the one to get the rights to the new product."

"The talisman represents more favors. It can make Miss Baizhi remember what I did. In the future, even if there is a little residue leaking from the gaps between her fingers, we can still make a lot of money."

"I, your boss, am not the kind of person who would be satisfied with just a little money."

Valon is still very self-aware. If it were an ordinary person who had this kind of technology, he would probably take action and try to steal the formula of those drugs.

After all, he is a gangster no matter how you look at it.

But when facing someone who is truly powerful, he doesn't have the slightest thought of doing so.

If there really is such a fool, Valon can only say that the other party can only wish him good luck.

"Boss, the tracker is flashing. Look, there seems to be a relic ahead."

Afen cut the vine with a knife, then pointed forward excitedly.

I saw an antique building standing in the dense woods.

"Boss, we are lucky. This should be some ancient ruins. Maybe we can get a lot of antiques besides talismans."

"It's really hidden. If the tracker hadn't been repaired, I would never have thought that the talisman would be in such a place."

Walon approached the ruins in amazement, and saw many ancient records engraved on the buildings.

"Can any of you read this?"

Looking at the words, Valon frowned.

As an American, he couldn't understand a word of these characters that looked like Chinese.

"Boss, isn't Zhou Chinese? He must know Chinese characters," Afen suggested.

"That's right, Zhou, can you understand what's written on it?"

Valon then turned his gaze to Zhou.

"Of course, although these characters are a little different from the current Chinese characters, I can still understand most of them..."

Zhou carefully approached these ancient records and began to read: "This first painting says that in ancient times, there were eight great demons. Hi, that's what the Holy Lord told us. They once ruled over mankind."

"The second picture shows that humans are unwilling to be ruled and constantly resist the eight demons. Finally, eight immortal gods, or immortals, appear. They exert their powerful strength and seal the demons."

"I already know these stories. Is there anything I don't know?"

Valon seemed a little impatient. Who cares about ancient myths? What he cares about is something that can bring him benefits.

"Boss, don't worry. The third painting says that people have great respect for the eight immortals, so they built pottery statues of the eight immortals in this temple."

"Inside these should be those ancient statues. If we can transport them and sell them, they will probably be worth a lot of money."

"Oh? That's really good."

Walon's eyes lit up, he knew very well that the Eight Immortals existed very long ago.

The pottery statues carved in that long-ago era are not priceless, but they are also in high demand in the market.

This thing can be regarded as an unexpected gain this time, which is really great.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look, and see if the talisman is in there."

Having said that, he took the lead and stepped into the somewhat shaky building impatiently.

Inside the building, there were pottery figurines of various shapes lined up on both sides, some holding scrolls in their hands, some making hand seals and casting spells.

"It's really scary, Boss. I hope they won't suddenly come back to life and attack us."

Lasu swallowed and whispered.

As they were talking, they heard a squeaking sound, which scared Lasu so much that he almost jumped up.

However, following this voice, several people's eyes also moved over.

I saw a huge rat, biting something in its mouth.

Looking closely, they realized that it was the talisman they were familiar with.

"It's the rat charm! Kill that rat!"

Afen pulled out his gun and shot without hesitation, but the mouse seemed to be more alert and dodged it with a few jumps.

The rest of the people were not willing to be outdone. They took out their guns, aimed at the rats and started shooting.

"bang bang bang"

Many statues were destroyed by bullets.