The yellow-haired kid stepped forward: "Master Gui Cha, everyone thanks you for saving my life and wants to follow you!"
I refused, and collecting ghosts on Mang Mountain was too disrespectful to the Ghost King of Mang Mountain.
I'm not worried that he will prevent me from going down to Mang Mountain. He doesn't dare to do it.
I'm afraid I've gone too far and it won't be easy to ask old man Mangshan for something!
"It's up to you, but I don't recognize it!" You can't flatter the ghosts too much.
I lowered my head and looked at Old Yiyang on the stone and said, "How are you doing? Can you still hold on?"
Yiyang's face was complicated: "I'm fine, I'm just a little clever!"
I looked at the little clever guy on the side, who was still mentally weak, and smiled: "What a big deal this is!"
Yiyang was a little angry: "If the soul is incomplete, people will die!"
"With you here, brother, can you still prevent little clever things from happening?"
I stood up tall and held the ghost order in hand: "Little Clever...um...what's his big name?"
Yiyang is a good person. He already knows what I want to do and he is very excited: "Song Liushan, the big name is Song Liushan!"
I nodded and shouted: "Song Liushan listens to the seal!"
Yiyang held on to his clever little soul: "Silly boy, this is an opportunity, a huge opportunity. Why are you still standing there? Kneel down!"
The little machine's soul is incomplete, so he has the power to control himself. Just now in the battle with the ghost train, he was captured by the train ghost. At this moment, it is chaos.
Countless ghosts stood up straight and looked towards us fiercely.
"What is this for?"
"We don't know either! But what is Master Guizhao holding in his hand? It's so warm!"
"Isn't this about becoming a Zen master? I met a monster a few days ago, and he told me that in this era, there is no luck for human emperors. If you want to become a spirit, there is basically only one way to become a Zen master!"
"No way! No way! Yin Si Fengchan, are you going to become a god?"
"Master Ghost, do you have the ability to become a god?"
The little yellow-haired kid nodded: "I believe there is a ghost! I, the yellow-haired kid, believe it!"
The moon in the sky dropped a beam of light and fell on my hand.
There is a robe faintly appearing on my body. This is my official robe: "The seventh-grade ghost general Hao Zai is conferring Zen on behalf of the Yinsi. Song Liushan listens to the order. You are filial to the world!"
"Yin Si Fengchan, you are a ninth-grade ghost envoy to receive the order!"
Little Smart raised his hand.
Yiyang watched with tears as a yellow talisman from my ghost order fell into the little clever hand.
"This is my son! He has become a ghost! My son is a ghost!"
"I'm finally worthy of my wife! Our son has no future in this world, but he has his future below!"
The ghosts were in an uproar.
"It's really a godsend!"
"Ninth-grade ghosts are not considered gods. Those who can come out to catch ghosts are not all ninth-grade ones. These official positions are not everywhere in the streets!"
An old Gui Cha hit the little Gui Cha on the back of the head with his fist: "Shut your mouth, the ninth grade Gui Cha is also a ghost and a ghost!"
"As long as you bear the name of God, you will be different from us. As long as you are not subject to external force and do not violate the Yinsi, you will be an iron rice bowl that will live with the heavens and the Yins!"
"Is it really that good?"
"Hey, you stupid boy, I don't believe it. If you don't believe it, go ahead and scold her now. Even though she is a ninth-level god, that is not something that ordinary brats can scold!"
"Those who do not respect God will be sent by heaven!" The old man looked at me with fear: "A ghost who can become a god, this is not an ordinary ghost, it is something that even the Ghost King can't do!"
The little ghost didn't believe it: "Then isn't he more powerful than our Lord Ghost King?"
"It's possible, our Ghost King is also a big shot who can arm-wrestle with the City God of Dashang City!" The fat ghost has always been disdainful.
The little clever spirit received the yellow light, and the will spread throughout his body.
His body and soul gradually recovered, and the ninth-grade ferryman's official robe appeared on his body. It was the same official robe as mine at that time, but it was torn.
But the rules of the Yin Division are very strict. In the eyes of ordinary ghosts, this is a powerful defensive magic weapon.
Little Jiling was holding an extremely yin steel fork, half-kneeling and shouting: "Thank you, Uncle Zai!"
I laughed, there was no wrong nickname, this kid is really smart, he knows how to make connections: "For a while, your father will stay outside, you come in with me, you are a ninth-grade ghost, you don't do anything." I don’t want your life either!”
"If you go in together, you can still save some moral virtue. When your father goes down, you can save a good way out for your father!"
Little Jiling cupped his fists and bowed his head: "I obey my orders!"
Yiyang raised his belly and couldn't see the decadence he had just shown: "My son just makes money, and my old Song family is obsessed with it. My liar master should rest in peace!"
The ghosts looked at me with more respect.
I kept their eyes in mind: "Everyone, I have completely offended Ghost Train. If I go in again, I believe he will not show mercy to me!"
"If you are an ordinary evil ghost and there is no way to save your life, you should not follow me in. Be careful if you don't get the Yin De, your life will be gone!"
Even the Godfather of the City God couldn't do the trick I just did to confer a god. For him to confer a ghost mission, he still needed the judge's approval.
Although I am just a ghost general, who let me have three approval documents stamped by the Lord Judge?
Rao is the Ghost King of Mang Mountain, so he needs to re-examine me.
The ghosts bowed their heads and did not dare to say anything.
I looked halfway up the mountain. This time the mountain was shaking even more violently: "Be careful, the ghost train is coming out again!"
The shaking on the mountainside suddenly disappeared. I stared around, feeling the vibration under my feet and shouting: "Be careful, this time the ghost train may come out from below!"
Before I could shout, the ground began to shake, and a ghost train emerged from the ground.
The locomotive passed me by, I had no chance to enter,
I thought the ghost train was afraid of me, so it was avoiding me, but who knew that the ghost train would turn into reality for a moment.
A steel fork stretched out from the train: "Uncle Zai, I'm in!"
I reached out and pulled out the steel fork, which retracted and I entered the ghost train at the last moment.
I looked down at the ground, glad I came in in time, as the soles of my shoes had already been eaten away by the ghost train.
If it had been any later, I might have lost my life!
This time the carriage is different from other carriages.
These two sections should be sleepers, and they look high-end.
Different from the sleeper berth I took when I was in college, the berth here has a room and a door. From the outside, it is impossible to tell who is inside.
There are occasional ghosts in the corridor. It seems that people who have died once cherish their lives. Most ghosts followed my advice and did not enter the ghost train.
Those who came in were either little yellow-haired ones who really believed in me, or else they were big fat ghosts who thought they were powerful and not afraid of anything.
Unfortunately, I have no time to take care of them now.
I wanted to separate the cars one by one.
Xiao Huangmao blocked my hand: "Master Gui Cha, let me go in and take a look. I am a ghost and can pass through walls, and my negative energy will not leak out and I will not cause trouble for you!"
I nodded, we never shy away from junior performance.
Xiao Huangmao walked past the carriages one by one.
Before he could come out, a kid's head popped up at the connection between the two carriages: "Uncle Zai, there's something discovered here!"
