Not long after Chen Xiao left, the people of the army also retreated.

Knowing that Lishan was going to collapse, they naturally would not stay on the mountain and take risks.

The more than 800 Yin soldiers were also talking to the old team members.

"Regiment Commander, we are Yin soldiers now, and we can't fight side by side with everyone." A Yin soldier said, his eyes turned red.

The Yin soldier who spoke was a battalion commander before his death, and he had been with Commander Liu for more than ten years, and his relationship was also brother and father.

"As long as you're alive, as long as you're still on the battlefield, that's enough!"

Head Liu also had red eyes and choked up.

"Captain! Rest assured! Even if we die again, we won't lose your face! Will not disgrace the face of our regiment! ”

The Yin soldier next to him also said.

"That's right! We are warriors, and it is our duty to fight bravely to kill the enemy! ”

Another Yin soldier also said.

"Wrong! You are soldiers! It is your duty to obey orders!

From now on, you must listen to Brother Bai Shi's orders! ”

Head Liu immediately corrected loudly.

"Yes! Head! ”

The Yin soldiers responded in unison.

Long.

The Yin soldiers floated towards the horizon, and now they were going to gather at the Fengtian Baishipu.

They are still soldiers, but the commander has changed.

"Commander, they didn't die, they just changed their way of living."

A soldier comforted.

"! Lao Tzu knows! ”

Captain Liu scolded in a grumpy manner.

The soldier knew that Regiment Commander Liu was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, smiled, and continued to perform his duties.

Not much.

The crowd retreated to the outskirts of Lishan.

The shaking is becoming more and more noticeable.

Even from a distance of several kilometers, a slight shaking can be felt.

Towns near Lishan were affected, and some houses collapsed.

Fortunately, local officials had already received the news and immediately came to provide relief from armed police.

The affected residents were arranged in the square, tents were set up in advance, and food was arranged.

Although there were no casualties, many residents posted the situation on the Internet, causing a heated discussion.

At the same time, the official also released a message:

"At 22:19:20 tonight, a 5.2-magnitude earthquake occurred in Lishan Town, Chang'an Province, China, and there are no casualties at present, and other losses are still being counted."

This official news was drowned in many hot searches, and no one cared about it at all.

After all, it was only a 5.2 magnitude earthquake, and there were no casualties, which is not remarkable at all.

You know, dozens of earthquakes occur in Sichuan Province every year.

However, if the people knew that the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was wiped out in this earthquake, I am afraid they would not be so calm!

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Chen Xiao.

He went back to the white shop, washed up, and got ready to go to bed.

But at this time.

He found that an "army" had appeared in the sky above the white shop.

This "army" is his newly recruited Yin soldiers.

The Yin soldiers formed an army of their own accord and were led by a battalion commander.

This army of Yin soldiers frightened the local residents.

Some people looked out the window and saw the neatly arranged Yin soldiers in mid-air, and thought that they were heavenly soldiers descending to earth, so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

There are also those who are bold enough to take photos and videos with their mobile phones and post them on the Internet.

It caused a heated discussion again.

Chen Xiao sensed this scene with his divine sense, and couldn't help crying and laughing.

This misunderstanding is a big one!

But he didn't care.

With a wave of his hand, the Yin soldiers in mid-air suddenly disappeared.

The Yin soldiers were taken aback.

"Where is this?"

They looked around, frightened by their surroundings.

They saw many ghosts being punished, some had their tongues cut out, some were put into the oil pot, and some were on the knife mountain.

All kinds of horrific situations make their scalps tingle.

"This is the eighteenth layer of hell."

Chen Xiao's voice suddenly sounded.

"Eighteen layers of hell?!"

All the Yin soldiers were startled.

"My lord, we shouldn't have done anything evil, right? Don't go to hell. ”

The Yin Commander spoke apprehensively.

"What are you nervous about, you haven't done anything evil, but this big group of people, no, a big group of Yin soldiers, gathered in the air, don't know how to hide their figures, do you want to frighten mortals in the world?"

Chen Xiao waved his hand and rolled his eyes.

The Yin soldiers looked at each other.

They had just completely forgotten about it.

"My lord, even so, I shouldn't be guilty of this......"

The commander stiffened his head and said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, I didn't let you go to the eighteenth layer of hell to suffer, I just let you come over and get acquainted with it, and if you catch it weird in the future, you will be sent to hell for judgment."

Chen Xiao waved his hand.

Hearing that there was no need to be punished, all the Yin soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your future duties will be in the form of shifts, partly going out to catch the weird, and partly taking care of the weird in hell."

Chen Xiao said.

With that, he looked at the Commander, "You're in charge." ”

"Yes! My lord! ”

The Commander looked up, as long as it wasn't to punish them.

Otherwise, as the old battalion commander of the soldiers, he would have no face to face the soldiers.

After a while,

The Yin soldiers began to get busy.

——

And after Chen Xiao issued this appointment,

Lost in a short period of contemplation.

In the past, there were still few Yin soldiers, and it didn't matter if there was someone in command or not.

But now, as there are more and more Yin Gods under his hands, it begins to be chaotic.

Nor can it be said to be chaotic.

It is mainly unmanaged and relatively scattered.

Basically, they act separately, or in pairs of friends, acting together.

There is no unified coordination and scheduling.

It was possible before that.

Because there are not many weirdness, with the Yin Gods acting independently, they can be cleaned up almost completely.

But now, with the surge in the number of weirdness, the previous loose management method is gradually not applicable.

Then.

The system prompts suddenly.

(Ding!) Tips)

(When the number of Yin Gods reaches 1000+, merit can be consumed and the level of the dungeon can be increased)

(Hint: When the level of the dungeon increases, the host position will be promoted, from judge to Hades)

When Chen Xiao saw the prompt, his eyes lit up instantly.

"System, I continue to increase the number of Yin Gods, can I still upgrade?" Chen Xiao asked in his heart.

But the system didn't reply for a long time.

He remembered that before the number of Yin Gods exceeded 100, and the system gave it to the underworld.

And this time, the number of Yin Gods reached 1,000.

Then the next upgrade, is the number of Yin Gods more than 10,000?

Chen Xiao guessed in his heart.

But despite his speculation, he didn't want to experiment.

Because he pays attention to the Yin God is to go with the flow.

Otherwise, he would just find a large group of people and give them the Yin God, wouldn't he have completed the task?

"It takes 20,000 merits to upgrade the level of the underworld, but I don't have enough for ......the time being," Chen Xiao murmured in his heart.

Suddenly.

He noted the system panel.

"I have more than 30,000 merits?"

Chen Xiao's eyes widened, a little incredulous!

Because he clearly remembered that he only had more than 7,000 merits yesterday, how could he have more than 20,000 out of thin air?

Suddenly.

He noticed the virtual panel, and there was a message that he had overlooked.

(Ignite Yin Soldier*824, gain Merit)

In other words, for every Yin soldier who is incarnated, there are 30 merits?

Chen Xiao frowned.

He ignited the Yin soldiers before, and he had no merit.

"Is it because these Yin soldiers are born as soldiers? Or was it because of their tragic deaths? ”

Chen Xiao guessed in his heart, but there was no definite answer.