Chapter 142: Eight Hundred! Eight Hundred!

"I also heard about the ghost business after hundreds of years of ghost service. It's no wonder adults don't understand. Jiang smiled and explained carefully.

"The soul hook ghost sent to arrest the soul by relying on the soul hook book. Some spirits will not appear in the book of soul hooks for various reasons, and the ghosts will not receive orders, so they will naturally not arrest them. These spirits have become so-called wandering ghosts. There is no sacrifice, no chance of reincarnation, and it is not too long before the ashes disappear.

If you are lucky, you may be able to meet Zhong Kui Shenjun, who specializes in hunting down wandering spirits and wild ghosts, or you may be able to be surpassed by cultivators and regain the opportunity to reincarnate. Those who are unlucky will be miserable in their own way.

In order to prolong their existence, they usually congregate in places such as mass graves. ”

Meng Liangliang seriously suspected that these were actually common sense in the underworld. Jiang Jiang Xiaocutie said the first sentence only when she took care of her face.

Meng Liangliang sighed. There's a lot more she needs to learn to become a qualified god of the underworld.

"There are a lot of souls. The adults have made a great merit. ”

Jiang's sweet voice interrupted Meng Liangliang's emotion, and she asked pragmatically, "Can merit increase divine power?"

Jiang froze, adjusted his look of worship without any pressure, and replied: "Lord Meng Po is not a god born by relying on the beliefs of sentient beings, so naturally he does not have to rely on merit to strengthen himself. ”

It was as if she were so tall. But everyone likes to hear good things. Even if he knew his own catties, Meng Liangliang's merit could not be exchanged for the depression of divine power, but the pleasure brought by this kind sentence was still dispelled a lot.

Jiang's strength is not only in being able to speak. Meng Liangliang looked at Jiang Yu and fluttered to the left and right, and reached out to grab the neck of a wandering spirit, or throw it or throw it into the soul lock bag. The movements are smooth and unobtrusive. Teleportation, a real ghostly figure.

Compared to ghost hunting, the fact that Jiang spoke is not worth mentioning.

What is called sharpness, what is called strength crushing, this is it. Even those two ghost king-level powerful ghosts and evil spirits didn't use Meng Liangliang to deal with them with their divine power. In Jiang's words, "A mere little ghost is not worthy of an adult's hands." ”

The tortuous scene that Meng Liangliang expected did not exist at all.

Jiang is so strong, which Meng Liangliang didn't expect. The original ecological ghost that has not been refined is a cabbage in Jiang's hands, and there is no one who can beat it.

If you think about it carefully, it is normal for Jiang to have such strength. Meng Pozhuang is a necessary place for the reincarnation of souls, and there are many of them who are obsessed or born with strong ghost power, and accidents may occur at any time. All the time, not all the time. The manpower of the underworld was already tight, and the ghost generals were specially set up to prepare for suppression, wasting resources and destroying the atmosphere of the Nai He Bridge. Therefore, the painter ghost who can change the illusion and coax the soul to drink soup and can calm the scene is the best choice.

The two ghost kings were subdued one after another, and the surrounding spirits felt the change in their breath and fled in fear. The ping-pong balls seemed to crash into the enchantment, and they couldn't get out and changed directions in a panic, which at first glance gave people the illusion that they were extremely elastic.

Meng Liangliang and Jiang Eagle chased after each other like chickens, and when they caught one, they threw it in their pockets and hung it on the chain.

Meng Liangliang's excited eyes lit up, catching and hanging on the one hand, and chattering excitedly while hanging: "Eight hundred! Eight hundred!"

Play music?

No, you don't!

Afraid?

Non-existent!

Outward horror is nothing of horror. Today's Meng Liangliang has gone through introspection and deeply realized the wrongness of using appearance to judge ghosts. The white bone demon is good-looking, and its horror and lethality are far from being comparable to ordinary ghosts.

What's more, these are not ordinary ghosts in front of you. That's a ghost that represents a full 800 pieces. What exudes is not yin, not resentment, not evil, it is the fragrance of money.

Eight hundred, if Fox Jiusheng doesn't do much, it is enough for two or three months of water and electricity bills. Eight hundred, how many free-range chickens can be exchanged, and those free-range chickens will appreciate again when they become soup...... Eight hundred after another, eight hundred in a steady stream. Meng Liangliang seemed to have heard the wonderful sound of counting money.

It's a pity that the endless stream of eight hundred is just her illusion. To be exact, it was just her good wishes.

At five o'clock in the morning, the wandering ghosts in this place were swept away, and even four hundred could not be found.

Meng Liangliang checked it several times, and then withdrew the enchantment with a little regret.

Ma Shouzheng was still sitting cross-legged in place, and there was a middle-aged man beside him, pacing around incessantly, and his eyebrows were the employer in the video. Seeing two little girls suddenly appear not far away, the boss was very shocked.

He subconsciously jumped behind Ma Shouzheng, and only reacted again after a few seconds, and the gloomy horror in his eyes changed to a light of hope. He straightened up and strode forward. After a long distance, he stretched out his hand diligently, "Hard, hard." Hard work two masters. ”

When he got closer, he realized that his behavior was inappropriate. Which master will shake people's hands. When he wanted to shake hands with the master Ma behind him, he didn't shake him, and his fingers pinched out a beautiful shape and put it on his chest and bowed slightly, which was called a bone fairy wind.

Unexpectedly, the little girl shook hands with him with enthusiasm, and her tone was full of enthusiasm, "You are here." There are a total of six hundred and fifty-three, and in addition to the two ghost king level, there are still six hundred and fifty-one. 520,800 yuan. ”

This price is more than the original 300,000. That adds up to more than 800,000. However, the $500,000 did not have to be paid immediately, so the employer's sentiment was not affected by the figure. He happily wrote the IOU, and said enthusiastically: "The three masters have worked hard, let's go have breakfast first." Fuyuan Mansion, I've already arranged it. ”

"If you don't eat the meal, you might as well order the number first, right? Meng Liangliang said and went to help Ma Shouzheng, "Uncle Shi, please open his eyes to the sky." ”

The employer's head and two hands shook at the same time, "No, no, no." I can trust a few. As if to prove something, he hurriedly added: "Although I am a mortal and can't see those things, I can feel that the atmosphere here is different from before. All the inexplicable discomfort is gone. The wind is refreshing. Although it is still a cold thorn tiger, this cold is natural, and it is simply due to the interaction between the Siberian high and the Aleutian low. ”

Meng Liangliang was stunned, "Then you can't feel the number." It's better to order it, it's all locked, and there will be no danger. ”

It is said that the master is so weird, this one is really weird.

The employer couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned to Ma Shouzheng's side. Only then did he laugh, "If a few masters don't appreciate it, then I'll find a foreman to start work - Master Ma, I'll call you the reward we said before." ”

Ma Shouzheng waved his hand unhurriedly, "If you are not good at learning, you can't solve it." I have entrusted this matter to my nephew to solve, and the remuneration will naturally belong to her. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Meng Liangliang always feels that Ma Shouzheng seems to be clearing something. What is there to get rid of, is it possible that she is ashamed to sit on the ground and raise the price?