The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Whether it's murder, arson, or house robbery, if you can't get in, what a fart!

But she was really not willing to go back in such a dejected manner, even if she said little and would be laughed at by her senior brothers for 200 years.

Out of boredom, she threw one of the talismans toward the water. As expected, everything caught in the weak water would automatically sink.She silently recited the mantra to activate this lighting charm, wanting to see what was under the water.

Except for the remaining souls that have not been completely swallowed, no one has told her what is in the weak water.

The lighting talisman lit up, but the weak water was not illuminated at all. Only the talisman itself glowed faintly and sank deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, countless ripples appeared on the calm river surface, and countless remnant souls were attracted by the energy contained in the talisman, rushing towards the little light source.

Everything as far as the eye could see was filled with remnant souls, and even the surface of the water was invisible.

Kong Qianyu was deep in thought. She tentatively activated the talisman and threw it down. The talisman was controlled by her and landed on a remnant soul.

There is a door!

The talisman paper fell steadily, and did not sink quickly like the previous one. It was completely torn apart by the struggle of the remnant souls. The little bits of spiritual energy made the irrational remnant souls go even crazier.

Very good, Third Senior Brother, your blood was not shed in vain!

Kong Qianyu activated all the non-offensive life-related talisman papers in his hand. His wrists flew and the placement of the talisman papers was very skillful.

The remnant souls are irrational and will be instinctively attracted wherever there is spiritual energy.

When they gathered at the largest number, Kong Qianyu used his light body skills to step on one foot and change places. To be on the safe side, he jumped and threw the talisman paper. After rising seven or eight times, he stood firmly on the other side of the river.

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The remaining souls behind them finished absorbing the spiritual energy, started fighting each other, and gradually sank to the bottom of the water. It was so dangerous!
For fear of being discovered by the patrolling ghosts, the place she chose to cross the river was already very remote. If she walked two miles further south, she would reach the entrance to the eighteenth level of hell.

No wonder there are so few parades in this area. The ghosts that escape from the [-]th level of hell are not good deeds, and the ghosts are also very smart, so they don’t want to rush to court death.

After checking the overall map of the underworld provided by Ling Fengzi, she determined the direction and headed towards Fengdu City.

The first stop for the ghosts who have passed through the Forgotten River is to go to the Judge's Hall to judge their lives and see whether they should go to hell or enter the inner city.

Kong Qianyu released the new ghost nearby and saw her drifting into the judge's hall in a daze. He found the right opportunity and went straight into the inner city.

She had a residence permit issued by the City God in her hand, and she pretended to be just like any other ghost. The city gatekeeper glanced at her lazily and let her go.

The inner city looks very peaceful, and the street market is bustling with people. The shouts of stalls selling goods are endless. If you don't look at the items they sell, it is actually very similar to the street market in the world.

After all, ghosts are transformed from humans and continue the same habits as when they were alive. It’s not surprising.

Being able to visit the underworld is a novelty for those cultivating immortals.

Since they embarked on the path to immortality, even if they cannot reach the other side of immortality, they have transcended the six realms and will never have the chance to be reincarnated.

Once a cultivator dies, most of his soul and body will be destroyed, which is a true death.If by chance the body is destroyed but the soul still remains, most people choose to seize the body and rebuild it. For example, the third brother turned into a big rabbit spirit. A very few, with a great opportunity, can turn into a ghost cultivator and return to the path of immortality.

Therefore, practitioners cherish their lives. It is quite rare for people like Kong Qianyu to seek death and wander around in the underworld.

She squatted in front of a small stall and looked at the things sold on the stall with some confusion.All kinds of sacrifices, such as fruit cakes, etc., are all very weak. The latest fruit 15, villas, boys and girls, and the latest sports cars are all available.

This is just a stall.

I saw a ghost floating next to me, pointing at the rice in the corner and asking: "Boss, how much does this cost?"

"One hundred million."

The ghost took out a piece of paper money from Tiandi Bank and bought the rice. After a while, he turned back and asked, "Where's the fragrance? How can I eat it if it's not fragrant?"

"Twenty million incense."

The ghost cursed and said: "If you are the second among profiteers, no one will dare to be the first. Just three sticks of incense are more expensive than a bowl of white rice."

"Is it my fault? The people above are burning hundreds of billions. How can the underworld prevent inflation? If you buy [-] million today, there's no telling if it will rise again in a few days."

The ghost threw out another [-] million, took the three incense sticks given by the stall owner, put the incense sticks on the rice, and burned automatically, and then...
Kong Qianyu watched speechlessly as the ghost pulled out two of the incense sticks, used them as chopsticks very skillfully, and began to pick at the rice. In no more than five seconds at most, the bowl of rice was empty.

He threw away his rice bowl, stuffed three sticks of incense into his mouth, chewed them all, and then patted his belly: "Hey, let's live it up to one meal. If I can't eat any day, I'll be reincarnated."

"I don't know how many people in Fengdu City think like you, but reincarnation is not something you can do just because you want to. Are you going to be a fly or a mosquito?" The stall owner was very familiar with the ghost, so he didn't need to be so polite when he spoke.

"Hey, who says it's not the case? The thing I hated most when I was alive was mosquitoes, even if they were just frogs."

"Frogs? The wild ones are almost extinct due to pesticides. You can't do much better than being a bullfrog, but being a bullfrog is great, and it will come back in a few months."

"Well, your rice might be sold for one billion by then. The little money in your pocket is not as valuable as waste paper."

Kong Qianyu remained silent, squatting quietly and listening to their chat.The stall owner suddenly turned to her: "Girl, are you new here?"

"Huh? Oh. New here, new here." He's not new here, he's only been here for an hour.You can't feel the passage of time at all in Fengdu. Kong Qianyu also guessed that with the attitude of saying more, you will be wrong, and saying less, you will make fewer mistakes. First, understand the living habits here. After all, you have to stay for a while, right?

"Hey, the little girl is so young. What a pity. How did she die?"

"Sick and dead."

"Come on, come on, try our food. Although it's not delicious, you're full and you don't want to go home." The stall owner was selling hard. In recent times, prices have soared and consumption has been downgraded. The luxury goods he put on display They can't be sold anymore.

Kong Qianyu smiled shyly: "Thank you, brother, but I don't have money, so I won't eat." She complained silently, "It's only the ghosts who want to eat your food. I'm not a real ghost."

"Hey? Girl, didn't your parents burn money for you?"

My parents died a thousand years ago. This topic is useless. Kong Qianyu changed the topic with a smile: "Brother, do we have a signal here? Can we still use our mobile phones?"

"Yes, so many old experts from China have come down. Now there are some from above and below. The network is very good, but the package is too expensive, especially the one that can roam in the world, which costs 1 billion per minute. .”

A bowl of white rice only costs [-] million.Rich people will become rich ghosts when they die, and working dogs will become working ghosts when they die. The contrast is sharp and tragic.