The time of the day was full of Wenzhong's arrangement, and there was almost no time to rest, but Wenzhong was happy to be busy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After meditating for two hours at night, he began to go to the underworld to revive his soul.

Wen Zhong's top priority at the moment is to gather enough souls. At the previous rate, two per hour, it would take at least five days.

This is still the case of not letting Qingluo help, and if you help, it will speed up a bit.

"If it goes on like this, there is not enough time, and it is bound to increase the speed." Wen Zhong muttered to himself, it was inevitable to improve his soul injection ability to speed up.

"Can't they restore their soul power on their own?" Wen Zhong turned his head and asked Qing Luo.

"Childe, they don't have a cultivation method, if they are put in the Netherworld to recover on their own, it will take too long." Although Qing Luo didn't know why Wen Zhong was in such a hurry, he still patiently explained: "In one day, it is probably less than one percent of the soul power to recover...... It's really pitiful. ”

"That's the way to go." Wen Zhong pondered and meditated, and temporarily put down the awake soul in his hand.

In a full five hours, with Qingluo's help, Wen Zhong also recovered about ten soul bodies. If you want to reach the number of hundred, you either have to hook the soul yourself, or you have to pull people yourself......

However, these options are not always feasible.

Not to mention the hook soul, although there are many people who die all the time on the earth, it is also divided into regions, each of which has its own division area, and cross-regional is to grab business...... It's going to be bloody.

And it's a waste of time to hook the soul, not to mention, it's troublesome.

It is even more impossible to pull people on the Huangquan Road. Wen Zhong was kind at the beginning, and he gathered a cart of souls to transport them to the capital city, except for some incense rewards, there was nothing else.

It has nothing to do with the completion of the task, it's just a cheat.

It seems that only by experiencing the soul of one's own hands can the quest completion effect be triggered.

"You have to agree to follow my soul...... Wen Zhong thought for a long time, and he was only guessing in his heart.

I had to ask Su Meng, who had been glued to his back: "What are the standards for the task of transporting souls?" ”

"Report to the master, what Su Meng knows......" Su Meng jumped off Wenzhong's back excitedly, today she wore a Han costume, and her whole temperament has changed greatly: "The demand in the task is that the master must transport a hundred or a hundred souls within the time limit, although there is no limit to the soul, but the master must also be calculated according to the previous transportation standards." ”

"In short, it can't be lower than the previous standard. The previous master's time was supposed to be restored for more than a month, but the master did not follow the standard, so he was deducted eight days. Su Meng was selling cuteness, not noticing Wen Zhong's somewhat ugly face at all.

"In the past, my standard was ......" Wen Zhong didn't want to say it, Wang Wei, this child, he was a sincere escort throughout the process, which was one. And the skeleton man, which is a promise to him. As for the others, Wen Zhong does have the feeling that as long as the task is completed, he will be perfunctory.

"That's it, the master can't be lazy, otherwise time will get more and more pressing." Su Meng said, lying lazily on Wen Zhong's back again, like a gummy candy, sticking everywhere.

"Whew...... Headache. Wen Zhong rubbed his brows, if this is the case, then Wen Zhong really wants to understand these souls one by one, to understand their stories, and if he escorts them attentively, he will be tired to death.

With a number of 158 million, it's no wonder that Wen Zhong doesn't blow up, and it will be difficult for him to handle it in his lifetime.

"Let's go back first." Wen Zhong put away a dry thing, and then Qingluo possessed Wen Zhong.

In an instant, he returned to the sun to rest.

Back in the sun, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

The tired Wen Zhong was lying on the bed, facing the tired Su Meng, and Qingluo, who wanted to serve Wen Zhong to sleep, Wen Zhong was already powerless to resist. I just let them fiddle with it, and within a minute I fell asleep.

He was really tired, Wen Zhong did not enter the Netherworld with his soul now, but entered with his physical body. If you don't rest, your body and soul will always have to work and be busy, and now Wen Zhong is not an iron man, nor is he an immortal......

Naturally, I need to rest, plus a day of physical training, I was so tired that I slept on the bed.

Nothing was said all night.

At half past five the next morning, Wen Zhong put on the sandbags he had made, and his hands and feet were tied with sandbags, starting a new day. It's still 20 kilometers of cross-country with weights, and today's goal is to be faster.

As soon as he was halfway through the run, Wen Zhong sensed that something was wrong. He ran around the field road in the township, but a few hundred meters behind him, there was always a commercial car following, which made Wen Zhong vigilant.

After the run, Wen Zhong looked at the time, and it took a total of one hour and twenty minutes, an increase of one and a half minutes from yesterday...... It's not much, but it's also an improvement, and it's almost seven o'clock now.

According to the usual daily training in the special forces, the normal time is about 35 minutes for 10 kilometers of cross-country with weights. Although Wen Zhong has doubled his training now, he still hasn't returned to the state he was in the special forces, and it took too long to spend too long.

"Huhu...... Call...... Are people really old? Wen Zhong wiped the sweat from his head, unscrewed his door, looked back at the business vehicle in the distance, and closed the door.

"Who's always following me?" Wen Zhong asked Xiang Qingluo, and in his heart he wanted Qingluo to take a look, he had been running before and didn't pay attention to the license plate.

"Childe, I can't say, you better go and see for yourself." Qingluo was trembling with laughter, and he was sloppy with Wen Zhong.

"......" Wen Zhong didn't speak in confusion, and went to wash his face by himself, and didn't take a bath, because he still had to train later.

"Son, Mom bought you the breakfast you like to eat, put it there for you, Mom still has something to do, I have nothing to do and go out to play." Wen Zhong's mother put the breakfast she bought in the kitchen, and after explaining to Wen Zhong who was washing her face, she went out.

"Okay Mom." Wen Zhong raised his head and responded, thinking in his heart whether to run past the place that sold breakfast, and not let his mother run like this in the future.

As soon as I finished washing, the door was unscrewed.

Wen Zhong wiped his face with a towel, thinking that his mother had returned the same way. I didn't care much about it, I took off the undershirt on my body and threw it in the basin, rubbed it a few times with laundry detergent, and then changed the water to wash it and hang it up.

After walking out of the bathroom, Wen Zhong was frightened by the person in front of him.

"What, aren't you surprised?" The other party looked at Wen Zhong with a smile and asked.

ps: Part of the training data is written based on real experience, of course, some are exaggerated, after all, it's an online novel, and the brain hole will get bigger and bigger in the later stage, hehe. Just be happy.

Last night was hot and dry...... The whole person was stunned...... No code words, I'm sorry, the chapter was sent wrong, alas. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )