Chapter 47: Addicts in the Underworld

When he returned home and exchanged a few words with Yun Yun on the phone, Lin Hao lay on the bed.

In consciousness, the teleportation icon lights up.

Like the healing technique, the cooldown time of teleportation is also two days, Lin Hao remembered that he was chased and cut by a group of gangsters two days ago, and he was forced to use teleportation to reach Heavenly Court, but he was blessed by misfortune, and instead let himself complete the first step of cultivating immortals.

Teleportation cooldown, this time... Is there something to be done?

Lin Hao's heart was hot.

In Heavenly Court, that abundant aura is enough to make his strength soar in a short period of time, or take the opportunity to steal something from various places in Heavenly Court... Ahem, how ugly it sounds to steal, it should be borrowed.

It's okay in the underworld, where mortals don't seem to be discovered, isn't Li Bai's living dead actually an example?

Go to the underworld?

Feasible!

Ideas arise spontaneously, Lin Hao is a person who dares to think and dare to do.

The blue formation rose quickly, enveloping him...

.........

Depression, boundless depression!

It's like someone pinching your nose and pinching your nostrils, making it difficult to breathe, and even a wave of dizziness rushing to the top of your head, and your eyes are confused.

It took a while for Lin Hao to get used to this feeling.

"Whew... It's uncomfortable. ”

Exhaled, patted his chest, and then looked around carefully.

The antique buildings, the constant shouting on the street, are exactly the same as the ancient scenes that Lin Hao saw on TV, but the only thing that destroys this harmony is that the various ... Ghosts, dressed in different ways.

"High-quality Huiling Pill! Don't miss it when you pass by!"

No, not far from Lin Hao, there was a man with long hair and beard, wearing an ancient robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground and shouting, and there was a pile of green jade bottles in front of him, there were forty or fifty of them.

Occasionally, passing ghosts would pick up a bottle from him, which was traded as a white transparent crystal.

"Hui Ling Pill?" The word pill immediately appeared in Lin Hao's mind.

However, he didn't take these things to heart.

Come on, this is the underworld!

With another flick of his eyes, a man dressed in modern fashion walked over, but his expression seemed to be very downcast, and there was a decadent air between his eyebrows.

This person, who should be in the 21st century, seems to be living not very well in the underworld.

Also, this is not a peaceful modern society, this is a dungeon where strength is respected, and it is a world of cultivating ghosts, even if you are a high-ranking official and businessman respected by everyone in the world, here, you still have to start again.

Suddenly, an old man in a Tang costume broke into front of him, and when he looked at his dress, he knew that he was a modern ghost.

When I looked at it, the old man walked slowly, and his face was pale... Well, it seems that this is the characteristic of a ghost, as long as it is human-like, there is almost no blood on the face, how can it be as red as Lin Hao?

Ahem, back to business.

The old man gasped, his brows furrowed, he touched his chest with one hand, as if he was very uncomfortable, and most importantly, he still had a fine chopstick in his mouth.

This appearance reminded him of himself.

"It's... Addicted to cigarettes?"

When you become addicted to smoking, isn't it like this?

Is there smoke in the underworld?

Probably not.

Subconsciously, Lin Hao called the old man, "That, old man..."

"Huh?"

The old man turned his head tremblingly, and his pale face startled Brother Hao, "Young man, is there something?"

"Look at you like this, are you addicted to smoking?" Lin Hao asked.

"Hehe, yes. ”

The old man grinned, although his face was not very good-looking, but his eyes were extraordinarily attentive, he shook his head, and said: "Decades of old smoking addiction, before entering the earth, who knew that the underworld was this ghost appearance, especially there is no smoke here, the old man's smoking addiction is so tormented that I can't go up and down every day." ”

"Alas, it's better to be reincarnated early, so you don't have to suffer from smoking addiction. The old man sighed again.

Indeed, for people like them who have smoked all their lives, and suddenly throw away the only thing that accompanies them for a lifetime, the smoking addiction, if they are not strong-willed, they are afraid that they will hit the wall.

Just when the old man was feeling the simplicity of life, he grabbed a white sand cigarette in one hand and handed it over.

The old man was slightly stunned, raised his head, and faced Lin Hao's smiling eyes.

"Old man, cheap cigarettes, don't dislike it. Lin Hao smiled and said politely.

The old man didn't want anything else, so without saying a word, he snatched the cigarette from Lin Hao's hand, and quickly put it in his mouth, and the action was like flowing water.

"Young man, is there a fire?" intoxicated as he sniffed the smell of the cigarette, and the old man rubbed his hands and begged.

Lin Hao took out a lighter, the old man lit it, and at the same time lit one for himself.

took a sip beautifully, looking at the old man's exaggerated expression, more fluttering than a fluttering fairy, Lin Hao's heart said that he was so exaggerated?

A puff of white smoke slowly exhaled, and the old man sighed, "I haven't smoked it for a long time, but I didn't expect the old man to still taste the taste of cigarettes." ”

"Young man, you have to put away these things in your hand, there are still a lot of people who are addicted to smoking in the underworld, if you let them know that you have such things in your hand, maybe they will come and rob them. ”

"I see. Lin Hao nodded, and carefully looked at the 5 yuan pack of white sand cigarettes on his fingers.

I didn't expect this thing to be scarce in the underworld, and yes, in the 21st century, what man doesn't like to hold a cigarette? How many men don't have a smoking addiction?

As soon as these bad habits are brought to the underworld, congratulations, your pain is coming.

The addiction to cigarettes is relatively light, and those who are addicted to drugs will probably commit suicide long ago.

Wait a minute...

Smoke, the underworld is not available.

However, there are many smokers.

A plan suddenly rose in Lin Hao's mind.

Why don't you use the teleportation in your hand to shuttle between the yin and yang worlds to resell cigarettes?

How much do Huaxia cigarettes cost? A few dollars a pack is cheap, and the expensive one is only about 100.

If it is placed in the underworld and exchanged for cultivation resources with some people, the profit will increase exponentially!

As for whether there is a market, does this need to be considered?

There is only one in the whole prefecture, and there is no semicolon!

Also, don't forget, smoking can be addictive, just like how many addicts are there in China today? Perhaps, my own will also lead to the development of the cigarette industry in the prefecture! When the time comes, every ghost will smoke... Quack!

This wealth is unimaginable!