Chapter 404: When the Wall Falls, Everyone Pushes It Down, Qin Banliang (10k)

The next day, at dawn, Wen Yan felt a little tired even with the special effects of "liver emperor". He lay on a chair and fell asleep with the slight shaking of the ship.

On the decks of the Dahlia, there were seven or eight thousand resentful ghosts standing densely.

Including the first island visited, only three islands were visited.

And these were just people who were killed by the sorcerers as consumables, and they must not have died for too long.

Just like the ghosts on the first island, even the ghosts that have not yet dissipated have thousands of holes in their souls.

They have been dead for too long, and their souls have long been gone, and have been consumed as consumables.

Based on what Wen Yan has seen and heard in the past few days, plus the fact that there are also people from Nanyang among the water ghosts.

They have been brainwashed for too long, and their cognition and thoughts are like being stamped with ideological steel.

Wen Yan talked to several water ghosts on the sunken ship. They generally felt that if they were killed by the sorcerer, they would seek revenge on the "Party A" who commissioned the sorcerer. The sorcerer was just a tool.

Sometimes, people who were harmed by the sorcerer would think of paying a huge price to let the sorcerer kill the "Party A".

Even in this environment, those souls with broken bodies would still seek revenge on the sorcerer.

Wen Yan didn't need to understand too deeply, and he could imagine how much torture they had suffered before they began to change their deep-rooted ideas.

Some of the dead souls were killed because they offended someone. After they were summoned, they also wanted to seek revenge on the people who had commissioned the sorcerer.

But some, as soon as they came out, saw their former enemies in the team of dead souls.

Some also went to another island and saw the dead souls of their former enemies, who became broken and drilled out of the ground.

The result of such a magical scene is that Wen Yan doesn't have to worry about anything or say anything. The goals of all the dead souls begin to become more and more unified.

The number of dead souls is increasing, and the resentment is getting stronger, but the difficulty of management begins to decrease sharply.

Weird but very reasonable.

There are waves of black clouds in the sky, but no rain falls. Around the Dahlia, there is thick fog and gusts of cold wind. A large number of resentful dead souls stand quietly on the deck.

Wen Yan, the only living person, lies on the deck and sleeps soundly.

With his rhythmic breathing, the soft yang energy, accompanied by a trace of special power guidance, slowly spreads like sunlight.

All the dead souls who are illuminated seem to be blessed with yang energy by Wen Yan. In this way, they don't have to worry about being hurt by the too strong yang energy on Wen Yan.

They keep quiet tacitly, quietly guarding and waiting.

The scene looks a little strangely harmonious.

On the bridge, Fu Shi was driving the ship. He looked at the scene he had never seen before and smiled unconsciously.

Wen Yan was different from the Thirteenth Ancestor of Buyeo, and different from the Sixteenth Ancestor, completely different.

There was less oppression, but it made him feel very comfortable.

Sometimes he would ask some stupid questions, such as when Wen Yan was free on the road, he would ask him about the left way and the corpse transformation.

If someone else asked, Fu Shi might think that this person had a problem with his brain or had bad intentions.

But when Wen Yan asked, he would only think that Wen Yan was just purely curious and had no malice.

Fu Shi thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo at the window with some unskilledness.

When the Thirteenth Ancestor of Buyeo was there, it was unlikely that such a scene would appear.

Just when the wind was gusting and the resentment was boiling on the Dahlia, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

Other places in Nanyang were not so harmonious.

When the number of dead souls increased to seven or eight thousand on the first day, too many people could not sit still.

If it was just the Dahlia, just the dead souls, the people in Nanyang would have used other means long ago, and they would probably sink the Dahlia first.

After all, those dead souls died on land, and the gap between land and sea is very large.

Maybe, maybe, there is a chance to let these dead souls sink into the sea and never come ashore again.

But the enthusiastic Wen Yan was on the boat.

The South China Sea Fleet went south all the way, stopping and starting, and this route was very coincidental, keeping within a hundred nautical miles of the Dahlia.

There were even unmanned reconnaissance aircraft "monitoring" the Dahlia.

In this case, whoever dared to touch the Dahlia could not guarantee whether there would be any unexpected situation.

For example, some people in Nanyang thought that if they dared to be reckless, then the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft "monitoring" the Dahlia would surely perform a zero-point diving on the spot because of being "attacked".

In addition, the bloody forest could no longer be covered up. It became a hot topic in just one day. In the era of self-media per capita, once the lid of such things was lifted, it would be impossible to cover them up again.

Therefore, compared with the calmness on the Dahlia, many places in Nanyang seemed to be a bit lively.

Some Taoists had long been dissatisfied with those sorcerers, but in the past, these sorcerers were the black gloves of some rich and powerful people. When there was no direct conflict, it was not worthwhile to risk their lives to fight with others.

But now, someone invited them to come, so what else could they say.

Going to fight with those thousands of resentful ghosts, whether they could win or not was another matter, they didn't even dare to go.

But if you ask them to do things like magicians and head-destroying masters, well, well, Taoist Master will also be punishing injustice today.

Living in a modern society, even the local law enforcement agency has not filed a case. You stinking Taoist priest, why should you risk your life? The first person you encounter when you go there may be someone in uniform.

Therefore, there has always been no conflict between the well and the river, and there have been few conflicts.

Those warlocks are actually very strict when selecting their targets.

Those who are forced to have no other way out and are willing to trade one life for another to find a magician must have little background, little money, and even their neighbors are not powerful people.

This Taoist priest, who has a serious teacher, is quite polite in his words.

There are also some people who are collectively called Nan Mo Lao. They are actually folk Taoist priests or wild monks, or people who have no serious disciples. They usually show people Feng Shui and perform funeral rituals.

These people are numerous in number, have complex origins, and have learned a variety of things, from the number of the six gods to the number of the Ziwei Dou, from touching the bones and clipping the eight characters, to calling the souls in the first seven days of the meal and the last seven, from exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, to asking for rice, beating villains, and worshiping stoves. Jun, Jie Jiangtou, wait...

Anyway, they are mainly for the private sector, and their main focus is practicality. They have a little bit of everything, and each of them is good at something different.

When going out to fight with evil spirits, it is not a strange thing to take out an AK from the Taoist robe.

The ones that ordinary people come into contact with the most are actually Nan Mo Lao.

Zhang Laoxi from Fuyu Mountain used to make a living as a Nanmo Lao. However, he had a serious teacher and had the opportunity to teach, and his behavior was more refined than the average Nanmo Lao.

This is an extremely large group, and there are some who are upright, and some who rely on tricks to deceive others.

It's just that in China, there is the Lieyang Department. The kind of professional liar who raises a kid to go to other people's homes to cause trouble, then pretends to be pretentious, and by chance is invited back by the master's family to catch the kid, has been dealt with several times.

Now everyone in China knows that the risks of doing this are extremely high, and the benefits are not proportional to the risks.

On the other hand, here in Nanyang, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and everyone is there.

Compared with those magicians, the professional liars here are considered to be soft-hearted.

Now that there are words from above, everyone is pushing against the wall, and everyone wants to come and deal with these magicians.

The collapse of these magicians means that for some people in Nanyang, an ecological niche has been vacated.

Ever since, things have become that some people want to vent their anger, some people want to take the opportunity to retaliate, and some people are doing it for profit.

Those wild magicians in the past suddenly became street rats.

Next to a winding mountain road in the west, Yan Zhikong stood on the roadside. He first looked at the compass in his hand, and then looked ahead in the direction pointed by the compass.

There was black smoke rising from a building there, and gunfire could be heard constantly. In his eyes, he could still see the gloomy air there, and the evil aura was constantly fluctuating.

Yan Zhikong put away the compass, turned around and got into the car.

"Master, let's go."

"Aren't you going?"

"No need to go, it's already over there."

Just by observing his Qi, he could roughly determine that his target had been defeated and probably captured alive. It would not be appropriate for him to snatch someone's head at this moment.

The phone vibrated, and Yan Zhikong answered the call. After listening, he sighed.

"It's really outrageous..."

Wen Yan from Fuyu Mountain picked up a boat before he arrived in Nanyang. He originally thought that he was carrying 1,800 water ghosts, which was already outrageous.

Unexpectedly, there are now nearly ten thousand dead souls with soaring resentments and flags of fighting injustice, which has made many people here feel uneasy.

This is already the third time he has encountered it in the past half day.

The first two times he arrived, once the target had been taken away, and the other time had been disabled.

But this time, the target was already kneeling before he even arrived at the scene.

Before coming to Nanyang, what he thought about was to solve the problem quickly and cut the knot quickly. Firstly, he could go back quickly, and secondly, if it was fast enough, the magician behind might not get the news and would not run away.

He understood what the strategic purpose of this time was, so he knew in his heart that it would be impossible to deal with all the magicians on the list in such a large area.

Even if someone is arrogant, it doesn't mean they are stupid, right?

The first one, the second one, may stay there waiting for you to come to your door.

But if you deal with two or three of them neatly, won’t the rest avoid the limelight?

Yan Zhikong knew in his heart that he and Wen Yan could solve at most one-third of the targets on the list, which was already very impressive.

Therefore, from the beginning, he first solved the most suspicious target.

But he didn't expect that Wen Yan would play such a big role. It was obviously a bit of coercion, but he actually carried the flag of anti-injustice in his hands that everyone had to pinch their noses to recognize. The Nanyang Alliance must recognize it. They have to thank you politely later.

Yan Zhikong looked at the newly received news and burst into laughter. This was definitely not the plan of the Lieyang Department. The Lieyang Department was obsessed with stability and could not believe that a warrior could control nearly ten thousand resentful dead souls.

It is impossible for the Lieyang Department to take the initiative to let people do this.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhikong felt a little speechless. He knew the style of conduct that the Lieyang Department had always maintained, and Nanyang must also know it...

Therefore, people here in Nanyang know that this matter cannot be caused by people from China.

It was simply a pit they dug themselves, and now it has been exposed, pitting themselves.

The more Yan Zhikong thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was too strange. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to the next stop.

He just went to watch the fun. In the current situation, he was afraid that he could not grab any heads at all.

On the other hand, the Dahlia, which Wen Yan was riding, had already gone all the way south to the southern part of the South Sea Alliance.

He opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and slept for three hours. This sleep was comfortable. The surroundings were neither cold nor hot, and there was no sun. The weather seemed to be particularly suitable for sleeping.

Looking around, looking at the dense yin and fog around, oh, no wonder there was no strong sun, and the weather was dark and suitable for sleeping. He almost forgot.

Looking at the densely packed souls on the deck, Wen Yan turned on his mobile phone and took a look at the location. The location of the mobile phone was strongly interfered with, and the accuracy dropped a lot. It can only be accurate to a few kilometers.

But at sea, this is enough.

He came to the bridge and looked far away. Suddenly, a sea breeze blew, and the fog in front of him dispersed a little. He could already see the traces of land. He saw the top of a mountain, which was exposed above the sea level. He should be close to the next target.

At this time, he received several messages on his mobile phone.

Feng Yao told him that there were people from the Nanyang Alliance waiting on the island ahead.

Then the next message was that his phone could not be dialed because of too much interference.

Then the other party saw that they had not responded, meaning that they could send the four sorcerers to the sea first, and see if he could find a way to help prevent those dead souls from landing on the island.

Wen Yan called Feng Yao back.

"There was a lot of interference just now, what happened?"

"They have solved it themselves, or rather, they have caught eight sorcerers and sorcerers.

Four of them have been sent to the island in front of you.

Their original words, well, let the people judge.

It means that the sorcerers will be handed over to those ghosts, and you are asked to mediate.

The big island in front is the largest island in the local area, and the local rich people and their industries are all there.

If nearly 10,000 ghosts go to the island, the local tourism industry will probably collapse immediately for them to see."

"Uh, is this what they are considering now?" Wen Yan felt a little incredible.

"I don't understand either."

"I can't control these ghosts. They are going for revenge. How can I be so confident? No more nagging, I'm leaving now."

"I'm just passing on a message. I've delivered it. The rest has nothing to do with me.

Also, didn't you want to check which industries and companies in Nanyang have suddenly started to see a decline in profits recently?

According to the time you said, I found one of them.

There is a group that mainly deals in agricultural products. The industry of this company is mainly on the big island in front of you.

Originally, the weather this year was bad, the climate was changeable, and it was a year of little year. It was normal for this company to decline.

But on our side, through their complex shareholdings and cross-shareholdings, we have locked in that this company may have a close connection with another local mining company.

And that mining company also It is the beginning of a decline in profits and turnover.

Remember what I told you, that there is a person from Nanyang who wants to invest in Nanwu County?

The group represented by this person is also connected to the people behind this mining company.

Their equity structure is too complicated, and they keep nesting dolls. Now we can only be sure of the real controller, not the people and companies that can be found.

In addition, the Gary Island in front of you has the territories of three Nanyang Alliance member states, which is even more complicated.

This may be a little different from our previous inference.

The pawnshop may prefer industry..."

"Oh, I see."

"Hmm?" Feng Yao was a little surprised: "What do you know?"

"Many industries secretly controlled by the pawnshop are on it, go up and take a walk."

Feng Yao held it in for a long time, and couldn't find any fault for a long time.

"You can do it..."

Wen Yan hung up the phone and looked at the island in the distance. This was the largest island he passed by. It looked no different from being close to the mainland.

When looking to both sides, the limit of vision could not see how far the two sides extended.

After checking the location of the phone, it was basically considered that we had completely left the territory of Shenzhou when we arrived here.

The lighthouse in the distance was shining, and the Dahlia slowly approached the port. After it stopped steadily, the densely packed ghosts on the deck began to land on their own.

There were basically few people in the port here, only a few sorcerers who were tied up like dumplings and looked seriously injured were thrown on the dock.

There was a sorcerer who was breathing more than breathing in. It was obvious that he had been treated and some other means were used to force him not to die.

A large number of ghosts rushed down the Dahlia. When several sorcerers were about to be torn to pieces, the first ghost of the child who was pulled out of the pit by Wen Yan floated down.

The ghost of the child had holes all over his body, and his right arm was also in the form of a skeleton. He was puzzled all the time. At this moment, when he saw one of the sorcerers, the puzzlement was even stronger.

He squatted in front of the sorcerer, slightly raised his head, and there was a hint of pleading in his puzzled eyes.

The sorcerer, who was tied up like a dumpling, was shaking like a sieve, whimpering and trying to say something, but couldn't.

Wen Yan walked down from the boat and asked.

"Do you know him?"

The child's ghost didn't answer, but looked at the sorcerer with puzzled eyes, asking a question repeatedly.

A ghost who was conscious and understood Shenzhou language came to Wen Yan and translated for Wen Yan with a complicated look.

"He was asking the sorcerer why he was so obedient and didn't struggle when he was buried in the ground.

Why didn't his mother wake up again after persisting for three days before dying.

Those sorcerers told him that as long as he was obedient and did as he was told, he could fulfill his wish.

He didn't understand why his mother still didn't wake up after a life exchange.

He promised his sister that his mother would come home."

Wen Yan's face was as dark as water. He remembered that when he pulled up the child's ghost, the little skeleton was held in the arms of a bigger one.

At that time, only the right arm of the little skeleton was left outside.

Now, the image of the child's ghost is that the right arm has turned into a skeleton. Although the other parts are riddled with holes, they are generally intact.

Moreover, all the dead souls there were pulled out at that time, but there was no dead soul in the big skeleton behind the child's dead soul.

This means that the dead soul of the big skeleton had long dissipated, and the skeleton did not let go of his hand until Wen Yan stretched out his hand.

Wen Yan walked forward and touched the child's head.

"He lied to you, and he couldn't come back from the beginning."

The child's dead soul raised his head. He understood what Wen Yan said. The confusion in his eyes turned into loss. He squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and finally cried out.

"Did I not do well enough?"

Wen Yan pulled up the child's dead soul and touched his head.

"No, you have done your best."

Wen Yan glanced at the sorcerer who fell to the ground, pulled the child's dead soul, and walked towards the island.

One more look, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. It was a bargain for this dog thing to die in his hands. It was better to leave it to those dead souls.

He had always thought that eating the defendant and then the plaintiff was the limit, but he had greatly underestimated the bottom line of these guys, and they would even cheat children.

Inexplicably, Wen Yan felt that he was a little soft-hearted for the first time.

Wen Yan took the child's ghost and walked a short distance away, and saw a fat young Taoist priest with a bun and glasses standing on the side of the road.

"Laojun Mountain, Yan Zhikong, meet fellow Taoist Wen."

"Fuyu Mountain, Wen Yan."

The two greeted each other, and not far behind Wen Yan, the ghosts were whistling, and the wailing of the sorcerer was endless.

Yan Zhikong recited the holy name softly, as if he was a little reluctant.

"Brother, this is not like you before. You were very fast before."

"No, sending the enemy to death quickly is mercy, not torture."

"Do you think this is wrong?"

"Personally, I think that we should send those sorcerers to heaven quickly.

But I also think that how I feel is not important.

What those dead souls feel is more important.

My master said that those who persuade others to be magnanimous will be struck by lightning.

I feel a little reluctant when I see chickens and sheep being killed. It's just human nature.

My reluctance is my business, and it has nothing to do with others. I won't persuade them.

After all, if such villains fall into my hands, their souls will be shattered and their bones will be crushed to ashes."

Wen Yan pondered Yan Zhikong's words, which sounded a little contradictory at first, and then he arched his hands and said.

"Brother is sincere and insightful."

"Fellow Daoist, just do what you want. I'm just a bystander."

"Okay, let's talk later."

Wen Yan held the crying little dead soul and waited quietly.

Until now, the little ghost had no resentment and hatred. He still didn't quite understand why he didn't succeed and why people couldn't be resurrected after death.

At least, with the level of these sorcerers, they certainly couldn't do this.

Wen Yan just told him the facts, without preaching anything. He wanted to make a fuss more and more.

Now someone dared to send messy things to Shenzhou. Whether it was a human or a dog, they dared to stretch their claws to Nanwu County where he lived. He didn't dare to think about what would happen in the future.

A moment later, a large number of ghosts entered the island together. Under the night, they were like a thick black cloud, moving slowly.

After a large number of ghosts left, Yan Zhikong came to the dock, looked at the corpses on the ground, chanted the holy name twice, and then shook his wrist, and the yellow talisman held between his fingertips ignited without fire.

The yellow talisman fell on several corpses and suddenly burned.

Yan Zhikong chanted quietly and looked at it calmly.

Since he had seen it, and had just said that he would crush the bones and scatter the ashes, since those dead souls could not do that, of course he would be a good person and cremate them for them.

In the flames, in a corpse, evil spirits rolled, and a small insect crawled out from the broken abdomen. The small insect made a sharp hissing sound in the flames, and in an instant it twisted and burned into charcoal.

In the whirring sound of the flames, someone in the distance wanted to get closer, but did not dare to get closer.

When the flames began to decrease, a few people came over, and Yan Zhikong bowed slightly.

"I have cremated these people for them. According to their last wishes, I think they don't want to be buried on land, so it's better to scatter them in the sea."

"Thank you for your guidance, Taoist priest." Someone thanked him.

"Supreme Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun." Yan Zhikong chanted the holy name again.

Some people saw that Yan Zhikong seemed to be easy to talk to, so they asked boldly.

"Those dead souls..."

"Those ghosts, I can't do anything. That fellow Taoist has already tried his best to make the current situation happen. Those ghosts are too obsessed and can't be resolved. When they finish what they need to do, they will naturally dissipate."

After Yan Zhikong finished speaking, he didn't say anything more.

He saw those ghosts with his own eyes, so he decided to watch from the sidelines. No matter what the situation was, he was not prepared to take action.

In short, it was what they deserved.

The question is that I am too shallow and can't do anything.

The few people next to him didn't say anything either. They had some conscience in their hearts. Now they were just playing badly, but work was work, and they had to pretend to do it.

The ghost army entered the big island. Not far away, there were more than 200 ghosts in the team.

The momentum of the whole team began to gradually increase, and the yin energy and resentment became heavier.

After walking for two hours, when the number of ghosts in the ghost team finally exceeded 10,000.

Such a huge gathering of resentment finally began to have a significant impact on the sky. The bright moon in the sky was covered, and the yin energy rose, merging with the abundant water vapor here, turning into black clouds that covered the sky.

As he walked, Wen Yan paused, and the road ahead flashed in his eyes.

The road suddenly became very familiar.

That feeling was like the road to the underworld.

Wen Yan carefully sensed it and confirmed that it was the road to the underworld.

He stopped and stretched out his hand to signal the dead souls to stop.

More than ten thousand dead souls stopped in unison and waited quietly.

Wen Yan took a step forward and stepped onto the road. The next moment, he really appeared in the underworld, the feeling that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

Even though this road was different from the one he walked on daily, it seemed like a simple country road.

He took a step back, and everything around him turned into an endless wilderness, losing all reference points.

Now it's OK, it can be confirmed that it is the road to the underworld.

Wen Yan closed his eyes, took a step back, and returned to the original place.

He looked at the road in front of him and thought, Nanyang is indeed talented. I don't know who did this.

They didn't dare to deal with these ghosts head-on, but they set up means here. With the help of the huge power brought by the gathering of ghosts and their too strong resentment, they stimulated the means buried here and directly stimulated the underworld.

If these ghosts set foot on the underworld, they will naturally not be able to come back.

And if the number of ghosts is not enough, it will not stimulate the flash of the underworld.

But they probably didn't expect that Wen Yan walked the underworld more frequently than taking a car to work.

Even if you close your eyes, as long as you sense the breath, you can be sure that this is the underworld.

And what's more unfortunate is that Wen Yan, a living person, can easily enter this kind of field.

After entering, he is not afraid of getting lost, and can come out directly.

Wen Yan looked at the road ahead and didn't find any construction.

He bypassed the road and went forward from the side of the road, and the ghosts naturally listened to him.

After walking only a few hundred meters, when passing a crossroads, he found that the crossroads had obvious signs of new repairs.

Wen Yan looked at the surrounding fog and carefully confirmed outside the highway that there would be no ghost road flashing in the other three directions of the crossroads.

He stepped over the guardrail from the side and entered the crossroads. He dug up the newly repaired part in the center of the crossroads and found a copper-green copper coin inside. The style was a standard round square hole with two words on it, which seemed to be "half a liang".

Wen Yan dug out the copper coin and covered the dug area again.

He took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and stuffed it directly into the black box.

The black box gave the answer in seconds.

"Qin half a liang.

After Qin unified the six kingdoms, it was the first unified circulating currency in the true sense."

"Anything else?"

After a few seconds of pause, the black box answered.

"All relevant answers are derived from Qin half a liang."

Wen Yan thought about it, took the copper coin, turned around and came to the back of the team, and found Yan Zhikong hanging far behind.

"Brother Yan, Taoist Master Yan, can you take a look at this thing? Do you recognize it?"

"I dare not call you Taoist Master." Yan Zhikong shook his head repeatedly, then took the Qin Banliang and looked at it again and again.

"I am not good at antiques, but this should be the Qin Banliang. Judging from its charm, it should be the real thing."

"Can you tell anything else? I dug this out at the crossroads. I just saw the underworld flashing and almost stepped into the underworld."

"Huh..." Yan Zhikong pondered the Qin Banliang for a while and said, "When you talk about this, I remember that my master once told me a little story."

"Please tell me."

"My master once said that when Qin attacked Chu, there was a time when the army was advancing. A Chu army saw the flag of Wu'an Jun and fled.

At that time, when they were chasing, they encountered a mountain The road monster blocked the road and fought to the death.

After capturing the mountain road monster, we found out that the mountain road monster was worshipped by the people of Chu, and was grateful for the favor. He also heard of Wu'an Jun's bad reputation and didn't want Wu'an Jun's army to kill him.

Even though the Chu army had already fled at that time, they still wanted to try. Even if they died, they would be worthy of the worship.

Wu'an Jun felt that the mountain road monsters were so loyal, so he didn't kill them.

He promised them that if they broke the city, they would not hurt the local people.

At that time, they were also given two Qin coins as a witness.

Later, that area was returned to Qin land, and there were still mountains but no roads.

Whenever the Qin army passed by, they only needed to give a Qin Banliang to open up an extra road.

Since then, there has been an allusion to the road money.

But later, the road money was extended to other meanings. ”

“Well, the road money means that you really bought a road?” Wen Yan was a little surprised. Is this how you understand it?

“Then I don’t know. I just heard about it when I was a child and thought it was interesting, so I wrote it down.

When I heard this story, my master taught me to remember that if you eat someone’s food, you will be soft-hearted. If you take someone’s money, you will be short-handed.

As for whether the story is true, how would I know. ”

“Is this how you understand your story?”

“Yes. "

Wen Yan looked at Qin Banliang and thought, even if this story is not true, there are some truths in it.

This bribe is probably true.

However, can this money buy a way in Nanyang?

And it directly bought the road to the underworld.

Isn't it a bit outrageous?

Moreover, Black Box doesn't know about this, which proves that there should be no clear record in the database of Lieyang Department.

Black Box is much more powerful than ordinary artificial idiots. It is impossible that it doesn't know about such an important thing.

Then, who is the person who arranged this method here?

This guy is quite capable, and he must know about Qin Banliang and the bribe.

First, several sorcerers were tied to the port to prevent them from landing on the island.

After landing on the island for a while After that, they planted this method on a road that must be passed.

How much do they not want those ghosts to land on the island.

Since the other party is so opposed and so concerned, they must land on the island.

It is clear without thinking that they are people from the pawnshop. This big island also has their physical assets.

Wen Yan thought they were like Chihuahuas. When they were far away, the barking sound was louder and wilder.

When they were close, the stick would hit their heads immediately, and they would shut up and pretend to be dead.

It seems that now is their pain point. They are so anxious that they dare not confront them head-on, and they have to do everything they can to prevent the ghosts from landing on the island.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and issued a task to Black Box.

"Find all the repaired crossroads in Nanyang from yesterday to today."

"You don't have enough authority. This requires the headquarters director to authorize and operate it personally. "

Wen Yan took out his cell phone and called the director.

Is this matter very sensitive? Does it require such high authority?

He told the director about what happened, and the director just responded.

Ten minutes later, a push notification appeared on his phone.

From yesterday to today, there are a total of 27 repaired intersections in the entire Nanyang.

And there are four more that match the repaired intersection in front of him.

These five places are not far from the port.

Those ports are all slightly larger ports.

And the five places are on five different islands or peninsulas.

Wen Yan is now on one of the islands.

After a careful look, and then checking the list, these five islands , are also on his list of places to go.

There is an island that Yan Zhikong has been to, and he has already saved the sorcerer there.

Since Yan Zhikong has been there, why should we be on guard?

What to guard against?

Wen Yan thought about it and put away his phone. Why not use the trick?

The yin energy here is thick and the fog is heavy. People outside, even if they are under surveillance, will not be able to see through the situation here.

Wen Yan still found an orthodox Taoist like Yan Zhikong to confirm it. Yan Zhikong said that it is definitely impossible to see through it. This is not just fog. It is yin energy and resentment, combined with the overly dense water vapor here. Thermal imaging can't see through a few meters.

Even if he opens his eyes, he can only see through ten meters at most.

After confirming this, Wen Yan will The Qin Banliang was buried again.

He called Feng Wei again and consulted the opinions of professionals to make sure there was no problem.

He said goodbye to Yan Zhikong and asked him to help pay attention to the reaction here.

He issued another task to Black Box.

Then Wen Yan led the army of ghosts and stepped into the road, asking all the ghosts to follow him.

The road really began to flicker, and the underworld was activated. Wen Yan stepped into the underworld, and the army of ghosts on the road also followed into the underworld and disappeared.

Gradually, the fog that enveloped the area for several miles gradually dissipated, and the changes in the celestial phenomena in the sky also dissipated.

Tens of thousands of resentful ghosts disappeared.

In the underworld, Wen Yan took out a lamp from his bag and The lamp was lit with Yang energy.

He held the oil lamp in one hand and held the little ghost in the other hand, walking in the underworld. The dense ghosts behind him held the little ghost's hand, one by one, walking in the underworld.

Outside, the fog dissipated and the ghosts disappeared, which was soon confirmed by the people who had been watching.

Yan Zhikong said honestly that he only saw the ghosts walking and couldn't sense them.

When the people behind came, Yan Zhikong was still pretending to calculate something, which made people feel incomprehensible, but he didn't calculate anything.

He really didn't calculate it. He didn't know where Wen Yan got the courage to walk the underworld, and why he wanted to walk the underworld.

When he went down the mountain, one of the things he was ordered not to do was not to walk the underworld.

On the other side, in the same room, the old man pushed open the door.

"Boss, it has been confirmed that all the ghosts have disappeared, but the warrior named Wen Yan has also disappeared, which is a bit troublesome."

"Don't worry about the blood forest, let it attract everyone's attention.

Focus on several places and speed up the construction.

All must be built within three months.

Tell that old immortal in Amei that he has taken so many benefits from me, he must also contribute."

The young man flicked his fingers, and a piece of gold foil chocolate with a more exquisite packaging than those sent to Shenzhou fell into the hands of the old man.

"You did a good job this time, this is an extra bonus."

"Thank you, boss, I'll do it right away." The old man got the gold foil chocolate, and his turbid eyes became clear. This one is one year, not the ones sent to Shenzhou.

Just when they thought that everything was resolved, they began to finish and do other things, and the manpower from all over the country began to gather, and the people of the Nanyang Alliance began to prepare how to argue with the Lieyang Department.

A full 1,700 kilometers away from the Gary Island where Wen Yan just disappeared, there is another large island.

On a dim road not far from a crossroads, a faint but penetrating firelight appeared, and a strong yin energy emerged. The abundant water vapor here was stimulated and began to condense into fog rapidly, covering the place.

In the sky, water vapor began to condense into clouds, blocking the starlight and moonlight here.

In the thick fog, Wen Yan held an oil lamp in one hand, as if he appeared on this road out of thin air.