[The Soul Coffin of the "Undertaker"]

[Quality: Rare]

[Level: 76]

[Introduction: The huge coffin carried by the "Undertaker" seems to have an unimaginable weight and hardness, which can be used as a physical attack weapon, or under the manipulation of the "Undertaker" to release its internal super power, as a rare mysterious weapon in the dark world, there are countless souls in the coffin. 】

[Hint: The Soul Coffin is a tool for the "Undertaker" to deal with death, if you stuff something inside, it may calm the "Undertaker", if you can't come up with something that satisfies the "Undertaker", you can be ready to lie down on your own.] 】

Fang Xingyang was directly shocked by the attributes of this coffin and didn't say anything for a long time.

He's only opened his first day today......

Can you encounter level 76 stuff on the first day?

Is this really something he can handle?

"I think you're a good fit."

The mourners suddenly tilted their heads, as if they were looking at Fang Xingyang's size to see if he could be stuffed into the soul coffin.

"Huh! Guest, I already understand your requirements, and I don't think you know much about our rules here, so I might as well give me a few more minutes and I'll tell you about them. ”

Fang Xingyang was bold and pulled a chair for the mourner to signal him to sit down.

"Wugang commissioned shop, as the name suggests, is a place to meet the requirements of customers from all walks of life, and the purpose of our store is 'only unexpected, nothing can be done!' Since you're here to ask for my body, why don't you let me understand that you're ...... You need my help finding a corpse for you, right? ”

The Undertaker nodded slightly, "Yes, I need to clean up the breath of death here as soon as possible before it contaminates you." ”

"Aha! I see, you are such a kind customer who thinks about others, and you can rest assured that I will do my best to meet your request. ”

Fang Xingyang had a professional smile on his face, and then pointed to the counter behind him.

"I took your entrustment, but according to our requirements here, you let me register first, and we will do business, okay?"

After speaking, he didn't care whether the mourners agreed or not, and quickly trotted to the counter, took out a notebook and recorded something on it.

"If the breath of death lingers too long, it will pollute you, and when that happens, I will dispose of you with you, weak creature." The undertaker sat on a chair, a pair of bloodshot terrifying eyes staring at Fang Xingyang.

"Okay! Rest assured, our store has always been very efficient, and it has always been ranked first in the entire Storm Promenade area! Fang Xingyang wrote in the notebook with one hand, and quietly pressed the ghost lamp on his waist with the other hand.

Just like just now, even if he blessed the power of the Wraith Lamp, the "threat value" of the mourners to him was still "extremely high", which meant that if he fought hard, he had no chance of winning.

But that's not what he's waiting for.

Because from the moment he pressed his hand to the ghost lamp, he noticed that his consciousness seemed to be able to connect with this soul lamp.

Since he became the new owner of the Ghost Lamp, he has absorbed a total of two monsters into the Soul Lamp, and the Soul Lantern will transform the inhaled Demon of Lust and the Parasitic Succubus into alchemy embryos, and the speed of transformation depends on the strength of the monsters inside.

The parasitic succubus that had just been sucked in by him, because there was no host, was almost the lowest in strength among all monsters, and it had just been sucked into the soul lamp not long ago, and it had already entered the end of the transformation stage.

With a ripple inside the Wraith Lamp, Fang Xingyang got up from his seat.

"Okay, this kind guest, as I said just now, the corpse you are looking for was originally a guest who came to our store to make trouble, and now I have taken care of it, since you have asked me, then I will give it to you."

After speaking, Fang Xingyang's hand was slightly propped up, and a green light spread out from the ghost lamp, converging along his body into his hand.

In the center of the green light, something that looked like a flesh-colored insect wriggled in pain, and if you looked closely, you could see that the little worm had several small mouths full of teeth.

Fang Xingyang glanced at the candlestick on the counter, well, it was almost the same as the primordial embryo nailed on it, but one was dead and one alive.

"Here's what you want, honored guest."

Fang Xingyang grabbed the alchemy embryo in his hand and handed it to the mourner.

As if it was taking revenge, the alchemy embryo frantically tore Fang Xingyang's hand with the mouth on his body.

Within a few seconds, Fang Xingyang's palms began to drip blood.

But Fang Xingyang's face still did not change, after all, as an apprentice in the "Gold Medal Entrustment Shop", how could he be in a mess because of just an alchemy embryo?

On the contrary, it was the mourner, staring at the alchemy embryo for more than ten seconds with a pair of terrifying blood pupils.

When he raised his head again, there was a huge doubt in his terrifying blood eyes.

"What do I need? Corpse? There was an uncanny tone in its hoarse voice, "I want a corpse!" ”

Fang Xingyang looked confident, "Yes, this is the corpse you want, half an hour ago, it was still a living monster wreaking havoc in my store!" If you can't feel the breath of life from it, isn't it exactly what you need? Why don't you check it again? ”

After speaking, Fang Xingyang stretched out his bloody hand to the undertaker.

A trace of fear quickly flashed across the face of the mourner.

As if thinking, "Doesn't this human being feel pain?" ”

But Fang Xingyang still looked confident, as if he had written "serving customers is the sublimation of my life" on his face.

The mourners sniffed the alchemy embryo suspiciously.

It moves very carefully, as if it is afraid that this little bug-like thing will suddenly jump up and bite the tip of its nose.

This smell, it seems that the taste is really right......

But can such a small thing really exude such a strong aura of death?

Its gaze finally fell on the soul lamp on Fang Xingyang's waist.

"No......" it seems to understand something.

"The breath of death, from here." After speaking, it pointed to Fang Xingyang's soul lamp.

"Huh?"

"You're going to take my soul lamp?"

"That's not going to work!" Fang Xingyang hugged the soul lamp in his arms, "This is the props in our store, we are the commissioners, and we rely on this soul lamp to prove our identity when we go out!" ”

The mourners were still staring intently at his soul lamp.

"Well, I guess I ...... I already see what you mean. ”

Fang Xingyang said, a green light emanated from the ghost lamp again, and another alchemy primordial embryo immediately appeared in his hand, which was the Demon of Lust after the transformation was completed.

"To put it bluntly, my lantern is a container, and the breath of death you perceive is actually emitted by these things, and if they stay in my lantern for a long time, the breath of death will naturally remain in it." Fang Xingyang explained to the mourners in a serious manner.

"But don't worry, since it's mine, I naturally don't have to worry about the breath of death polluting me."

"As for these two things that symbolize 'death'...... Since you need it, here you go! ”

With that, he stuffed the two alchemy embryos into the hands of the undertaker.

The blood of the undertaker's hand was patted.

"Look, has your problem been solved?"

The mourners looked puzzled.

It always felt like something was wrong.

But I can't say what's wrong.

After thinking about it for a long time, it finally nodded.

"Well, solved ......"

After that, it was a little disappointed and threw the two alchemy primordial embryos into the Soul Suppression Coffin on the side, and carried the Soul Suppression Coffin on its back to leave.

"Huh? Guest...... Have we forgotten something? ”

Fang Xingyang suddenly spoke, and the mourner turned around and saw Fang Xingyang leaning against the counter, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Forgot something?"

"I have met your needs...... You should also pay the cost of this commission, two corpses, according to the market price, one two hundred ghosts, plus three hundred ghosts for the service fee, a total of seven hundred ghosts, but just now, the truth, goodness and beauty in your heart completely moved me, you are like a light in this dark world, illuminating my confused heart, so I will give you a hundred free, a total of six hundred ghosts. ”

"Ghosts?" A hint of confusion appeared on the face of the mourner.

"I don't have a ghost, that thing has nothing to do with the breath of death, it's not harmful."

It thought for a moment before coming to this conclusion.

Fang Xingyang did not speak.

When it looked up at Fang Xingyang again, it found that the human boy leaning in front of the counter was hanging his head, and the unsettling shadow obscured half of his face.

Even with this oppressive aura, even it couldn't help but shudder......