The Sea Falcon, under the escort of Izumi and the merman, sailed out of the sea pillar forest, and hurriedly extinguished all the lights on the deck, instantly blending with the night.

Then, under the guidance of the demon spirits with night eyes of Yu Rong and the Yu people, they slowly drove towards the southwest.

In the cabin, Xiao Shizhu got up, poured a cup of warm water for the ghost mother, and then made a cup of tea for Lai Yueqi.

"Lord, why are you so good at thinking of ways to make money?" Lai Yueqi looked at Xiao Shizhu with admiration in her eyes: "This visit to the Dragon Silk Palace, only you can think of it." ”。

"He, when he mentions money, his mind spins faster than anyone else. The ghost mother glanced at him, then smiled at Lai Yueqi, and said, "And he's just like the Uncle Ge he told me." The richer he is, the more he likes to pretend to be poor. It's okay all day, and the whole short brown is dressed, as if Shang Yi is short of his clothes. ”。

After Lai Yueqi laughed, she looked at the ghost mother suspiciously, and said in a daze: "Uncle Ge?

"Grande, what Uncle Ge. Xiao Shizhu smiled and said to Lai Yueqi deliberately shamelessly: "An old man in the book of the world, although he has thousands of family wealth, he still lives in a dark and dilapidated old house, and personally distributes food and candles to his family every day. I'll tell you another day when we go to bed. ”。

"My lord. Lai Yueqi was suddenly embarrassed and angry. The ghost mother rolled her eyes at him and drank the water to herself.

As for Xiao Jiajun's money, it is all the income from beer and alabaster. There is also the sauna I made, Xuanjiao has already begun to expand the scale, and even the newly built Shizhu City has a branch; these are all profiteering industries. Seeing that the ghost mother was not fooled, Xiao Shizhu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly coughed twice, and said: "And I have always asked the city to avoid the sales of Liutianzhou, and I have successfully avoided the eyes of the Emperor Xudu; That's why he didn't know that we still had so many money-making industries, so he thought that 20 million taels of silver could drag me down. ”。

"Hmph, in fact, it's only 20 million taels of silver, how can it drag me down?" After finishing speaking, he snorted lightly with his nose.

Under Lai Yueqi's adoring gaze, Xiao Shizhu became more and more proud.

"But that's the money. He simply stilted Erlang's legs again, and said with a little eyebrows: "At most, it has passed through his hand, and it will eventually flow back to my hand." ”。

"You don't want to arrange someone to rob money on the escort road, right?" The ghost mother was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "This is not good, the Emperor Xudu sent troops without seeing the money, and he doesn't care about your ......."

"I'm stupid, I don't do this stupid thing of a thief shouting to catch a thief!" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Shizhu raised his hand to interrupt him and said, "I have already explained to the officials in charge of money in various places, and within ten days, I will hand over the money to Wu Qiushou, who is staying on Shuoyue Island temporarily, and he will personally escort him." The entourage was also the elite of the Xiao family army and a few Xuanjiao disciples, ensuring that there was no risk at all, and they would be safely sent to the capital and handed over to the king of Yama. ”。

"Southern Du Ziren, the Taishou of the Emperor Xudu, has already joined the Mo family. According to the intelligence of the Xuanjiao spying, after cleaning up the silver lingzi, the Emperor Xudu was about to do something to him. Lai Yueqi was also there when the Xuanjiao was formed, and Xiao Shizhu naturally didn't hide it: "Even if Emperor Xudu doesn't do it at that time, I have a way to make Du Ziren rebel." Once he rebelled, the road was far away, and the Emperor Xudu would inevitably issue an order for me to go out on his behalf to quell the rebellion; at that time, I would shout and shout to kill, but the fight was very slow, and I would fight one or two cities in three or two months, and I would say to the Emperor Xudu that I had the intention to kill the thief and could not return to the sky, and I had no money or military expenses. I send him more than 10 copies of the book asking for help a day, and he has to spit out some of this money for Lao Tzu!"

The ghost mother groaned, and after thinking for a while, she said, "The strategy is a good strategy, but it is better to add another trick." ”。 After finishing speaking, he smiled at Xiao Shizhu.

"I want to hear my wife's details. Xiao Shizhu squeezed his eyebrows.

"Aren't all the buildings of the Ghost Mother Palace made of bronze? As early as when the palace was built, I made it all into a copper house in case one day I had to spend a lot of money. The ghost mother grinned, winked at him, and said: "Anyway, we won't live in the ghost mother palace in the future, and once we send troops, we will sell the building of this palace, and sell it as copper, giving the ghosts an illusion that we are very poor." ”。

"Wonderful! I can't bear that the child can't get a wolf. Xiao Shizhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slowly gave a thumbs up to the ghost mother, and said approvingly: "It is worthy of being my wife." ”。

"Hmm. The ghost mother stroked her belly, frowned slightly and asked, "Then where are we going to have a baby next?"

"Zhu Rongguo, the Northwest Sea. After Xiao Shizhu replied softly, he stood up: "I'll go outside to take a look, you guys rest early." ”......

Luo Yu Mountain, on the Jingyun Peak in the north of the main peak.

The Seven Heavenly Palaces of Zongling, which is full of tall and majestic halls, stand on the top of the mountain like a thousand zhang of precipice cut by a knife and saw; the halls and pavilions are towering into the clouds, overlooking the beautiful trees under the cliff in the wind.

After nightfall, a tall ghost wearing a black cloak took advantage of the darkness of the night to quietly walk out of the Heavenly Temple in the Northern Yin Middle and floated towards the Seven Heavenly Palaces of Zongling.

His head was hidden in a hat that stood up behind his collar, making it impossible for him to see his facial features and expression. The black cloak on his body, under the cool mountain breeze, fluttered gently, breaking through the white mist around his body, making it keep flipping.

As soon as this ghost arrived in front of the Sect Spirit Qifei Heavenly Palace, he took out a round token from his arms and handed it to the palace gate guards. When the guards saw the token, they didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly let it go.

The heavy and tall palace door slowly opened, and there was a series of creaks on the quiet cliff. Without saying a word, the ghost walked into the palace, and every time he came across a sentry, he would pull out the token. When the sentries saw it, they didn't dare to say anything without exception, and immediately let them go.

After this ghost entered the Seven Non-Heavenly Palaces of Zongling, he shuttled between the pavilions and pavilions without saying a word, and after turning left and right several times, he came to a secluded courtyard in the palace.

This courtyard is not large, there are no bright flowers and plants, and there is no exquisite lotus pond decoration, except for a humble house in the middle of the courtyard, only the mottled palace walls are left.

But in such a small courtyard that seems to have been forgotten by the world for thousands of years, it is three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and the guards are even stricter than the place where the Emperor Xudu lived.

The cloaked ghost walked to the courtyard with the sign in his hand, and all the guards hurriedly got out of the way.

The ghost walked all the way to the courtyard house, stretched out his hand to push open the door, and went straight into the house. But seeing that the house was empty except for the guards, and that there was a floor missing from the ground in the middle, revealing a dim secret passage, which slowly went down into the isolated belly of the mountain.

The ghost walked slowly down the winding tunnel, stepping on the dusty stone steps. With each step, echoes echoed in the dark passages, and the soles of his shoes would step on a trail of dust, leaving a trail of clear footprints on the stone steps behind him.

I walked for about half an hour before I came to the bottom. At the end of the dark passage, there is a square stone chamber that is not big or small.

The two guards in the stone room, when they saw the token in the hand of the cloaked ghost, hurriedly got up and knelt down to salute, then stood up and pushed open the door engraved with sigils in the depths of the stone room.

The ghost didn't look back, but went behind the gate.

After passing through the sturdy gate, I walked up to the passage behind the door, and the wall lamps hung on the walls on both sides lit up one by one with the progress of the ghost, and swayed gently in this dim and boundless passage.

On both sides of the passage, there are cells no larger than the size of a pig cage, and the walls and railings are carved with all kinds of confinement sigils. It is not difficult to see that this is a secret dungeon, but the cells are empty, and not a single prisoner is being held.

In the dark, the musty smell mixes with the stuffy air, forming a pungent smell.

The ghost walked to the end of the passage and stood in front of the door of the last cell. In the dimness behind the railing, a hoarse voice floated out: "You're not dead yet." ”。

In the huge dungeon, it seems that only the last cell holds the only prisoner, but the guards inside and outside are so tight that it is difficult to understand who this prisoner is.

The ghost standing at the door of the cell snorted softly, took off the hat on his head, and revealed a delicate square face with thin lips and thin eyebrows. In the blazing eyes, there is a bit of elegance. The long red hair on his head was scattered behind his head, and two strands of thin hair hung down his ears.

It was none other than Emperor Xudu.

"If I die, who will take care of you?" By the dim light, Emperor Xudu raised his eyes, his gaze passed through the gap between the railings in front of him, and landed in the corner of the cell behind, staring closely at the ghost curled up in the corner, dressed in tattered clothes, and smiled softly.

The smile was full of contempt.

Without waiting for the prisoner to reply, he did not hesitate to pinch the magic trick in his hand, and the runes on the wall of the cell lit up immediately, and purple lightning filled with spiritual energy shot out of thin air, like a spiritual snake on the ground, and pounced on the only prisoner in the cell with teeth and claws.

Before the prisoner could make any moves, thunder and lightning were already all over his body, crawling on his skin like glowing cracks, twisting and wriggling.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, after a few muffled snorts, the prisoner, who trembled violently, scratched his chest with ten fingers and claws, and roared.

In an instant, the lightning stopped, and the prisoner was already charred, and the gray smoke on his skin was scorched. The white hair that was already scattered before was a lot messier.

"With the ability to count farts with purple lightning fairy thunder, you will come in and kill me if you have a kind. There was a roar of furious swaying that almost covered the prisoner's cheeks, except for a blood-red right eye, peeking out of the gap. A look of hatred burst out of his eyes, and he headed towards the Emperor of Xudu.