Fight, fight.

The entire Sanjing area is a mess of porridge.

A group of ghost soldiers passed by the big banyan tree and left without looking.

I guess I thought it had been robbed and it wasn't worth checking again.

"Kill!"

As soon as he walked out of the woods, he immediately fought with another wave of centaurs.

"Ouch, my head has fallen off! Cut in half and still not die? This young man! ”

Tang Ping lay in the shade of a tree and watched the play.

This is its own territory, and there is a method of concealment, not to mention ordinary ghosts, even the black wood ghost himself can't find out.

For some reason, this feeling of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and watching people fight is the coolest.

Tang Ping is a very contented person who never creates unwarranted needs for himself.

Of course, good things automatically run into their mouths, and this situation is naturally another story.

If you don't take it, you can't even look at the sky.

"Huh? This is? ”

In a round of fighting, an armored ghost soldier survived to the end.

He stumbled into the forest, looking flustered and mixed with a hint of excitement.

"Whew, whew...... It's finally safe. ”

The fierce fighting made the ghost soldier's soul body flicker and disappear, and his habits before his death prompted him to relieve pressure by breathing cold air.

Isn't the person in front of him the old ghost's subordinate?

I remember that when the old ghost first took over the banyan forest, this guy also asked for a bribe from himself.

How many come?

Fifty Wen!

Now that you've placed your order, it's time to collect the bills.

Wow!

Tang Ping flew to the dense forest, and his body turned into an afterimage.

Black and white patterns appeared on his face, and there was a pitch-black crack in the center of his eyebrows.

At first, I thought this appearance was so ugly that I couldn't do it, but I saw too much of the honor of ghosts, but now I feel quite majestic.

Follow the ghost soldiers all the way away.

Wow!

Suddenly, the ghost soldier's eyes went dark.

Tang Ping stood in front of him.

"You are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost soldier's feet were entangled in vines.

Rumble!

A human-head-sized fireball of green ghost struck his legs, blasting them off and crushing his skin to the ground by clinging to the flames on the wound.

Tang Ping approached, and the ghost head knife pierced his chest, and at the same time took away the package on his chest.

The ghost soldier gradually dispersed, and before he died, he finally saw Tang Ping's face clearly.

"It turned out to be your ......"

Open the bag and take a look.

"Three animal bones, two catties of ghost rice, and a bottle of unknown blood. Not bad. Tang Ping put the things back into the storage bag.

"Okay, the grudge is written off."

After that, there were orders for several days in a row.

Tang Ping simply grabbed a few in the name of the two thousand stones in the mound, and then stopped.

The two thousand stones in the mound that I hadn't seen for several years were born again, and the black wood ghost had a headache again.

However, Tang Ping only caught the order, but did not set off much of a storm.

Rumble!

Above the sky, the black wood ghost fought the centipede again.

The centipede is a horse and is somewhat similar to a centipede.

Each leg is made up of a ghost, and if it is broken, it is immediately replaced.

The Black Wood Ghost was miserable.

"It's miserable."

Tang Ping couldn't help but sigh, this is the first time that centipedes have suppressed the black wood ghost?

The third time?

It is estimated that there will be a seven-cap black wood ghost.

It seems that the boss is not so easy to be.

In addition to these big ghosts, Tang Ping also saw fire ghosts, water ghosts, centipedes, zombies and other big ghosts.

These should ......

Rumble!

At this time, another aspect appeared.

The patina has a green body, winged, in the shape of a flying fish, and two bronze hands on the abdomen, and the whole body seems to be joking.

As soon as this demon came out, two three-zhang bronze hands grabbed the centipede while catching the zombie.

Bang!

Throw two goblins from the air to the ground.

"I'm not here, aren't you waiting for a while?"

"Meet the Tang God!"

And all the demons bowed down.

Tang Ping saw the true face of the Tang God for the first time.

It's really strong!

And it's very cloudy, sit and wait for your subordinates to fight, and then come out to clean up the mess.

Doesn't it indirectly weaken the power of subordinates?

Yin, very yin.

The ghosts surrendered, and it was another year of rituals.

Looking at the tributes and jade that fell from the sky, Tang Ping pondered in his heart.

This underworld is located in the Jingshui area in the southwest of Jing Kingdom, also known as the three Jing, from the content of the jade, the Tang God should have a Zuo clan to worship in the yang world.

Shen Yu is a pre-Qin worship of ghosts and gods, and from the past, I could know that there are many countries in this world, and the sub-feudal system should be implemented.

The Zuoqing clan should be the feudal lord of this food yi Sanjing.

"Sunworld ......"

How can ghosts and gods be less worshiped in the yang world, but unfortunately it is difficult for them to spread their tentacles to the yang world, and they must deal with mortals in the future and support the big clan that worships them.

But there's no hurry, it's just getting started.

Although he calls himself the Pavilion Marquis of Youdu, in fact, the scope of management is not as good as a chief of the yang world (five households and one guarantee).

You still have to farm.

Wait for July 15, and then take a look at the sun.

Tang Ping did not participate in the scramble process at the end of the ceremony.

He could see that this pond god was deliberate, revealing a little bit of something for people to fight, weakening his subordinates and raising Gu.

But why did he do it?

Do you think your strength is not good? Strong on the outside and dry in the middle?

Time will tell.

After the battle, everything returned to normal.

The forces of the ghosts on all sides have shrunk, and the remote place of Tangping is naturally uncontrolled.

With a move of wood control, a new wooden house is generated.

Inside the house, Tang Ping poured out a bunch of items.

"One hundred and ninety-eight catties of ghost rice, eight bottles of ghost blood, and twelve weapons. Eight pairs of armor. Two thousand two hundred texts, a small profit. ”

On this day, Cui Niangzi came to the door.

The figure is still plump, and the eyes are charming.

"Tang Gongzi, are you very chic?" Cui Niangzi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Stealing half a day of leisure, how can there be any chic, poor."

Tang Ping smiled, and then changed the topic, "What's the matter, how have you gained recently?" ”

"Normally, why didn't you join us that day? We ghosts who don't have heels, how can we do it without a little struggle? But also, you're still young. ”

Cui Niangzi sighed.

"I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet, and I'm really timid below."

Cui Niangzi was disappointed in her heart, she didn't say she liked Tang Ping in her heart, but she still had a little good impression.

Pian Pianzi, not greedy for his beauty, who doesn't appreciate this kind of man, is a little unenterprising.

This can be done in the mortal world, but the underworld is the way to death.

If you don't fight against the sky, can An have a foundation for life?

"There is a drowned ghost Wu Chu in the bazaar who sells seeds, this ghost is still more reputable, and it is the safest to grow things."

"Thank you for the reminder."

"You're welcome, old acquaintance, I don't want you to die so soon."

Cui Niangzi and Tang Ping exchanged pleasantries and left.

During this period, Tang Ping also knew that the casualties of the Black Wood Ghost Force were more than eighty percent, and the old ghost was also dead.

After a few days.

Tang Ping went to the rebuilt bazaar and bought a little rice from Shopkeeper Cui, as well as seeds of ghost spirit grass and parasitic blood vines.

It is planted on the trunk of the three-zhang shade soil and the banyan tree, and the ground is combed every day to speed up its growth rate.

When it is ripe, you can sell it to your grandson or set up a stall.

When the time comes, ask someone to see if you can rent a stall.

There are only three months left before the ghost gate is opened.

Plants are growing faster than expected, probably because they are landlords.

The annual orchid is estimated to mature in less than half a year, the three-year-old ghost spirit grass is estimated to take only one year, and the one-year-old blood vine is even shorter, about three or four months.

The day, the night.

Tang Ping practiced behind closed doors.

Outside the house, there is a squirrel.

Tang Ping pushed the door and took a look.

I saw a frog the size of a palm and a small lotus hat on his head stealing the sprouts of the ghost spirit grass.

The sound of the door pushing startled the frog.

"Little bunny! Hold it! ”