The fight started, the fight started.
The entire Sanjing area was in chaos.
A group of ghost soldiers passed by the big banyan tree and left without looking.
I probably thought this place had been robbed and not worth checking out again.
"kill!"
As soon as they walked out of the woods, they immediately started fighting with another wave of people.
"Ouch, my head is off! Even if I am cut in half, I am still not dead? This young man!"
Tang Ping lay in the shade of a tree and watched the show.
This is his own territory, and there is a way to cover it. Not to mention ordinary ghosts, even the Black Wood Ghost can't find it in person.
For some reason, the feeling of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and watching people fight is the most satisfying.
Tang Ping is a person who is easily satisfied and never creates unreasonable needs for himself.
Of course, good things come to your own mouth automatically. This situation is another matter.
If you don't take it, even God can't see it.
"Huh? This is it?"
After a round of fighting, an armored ghost soldier survived to the end.
He stumbled into the dense forest, looking panicked and mixed with a little excitement.
"Hoo, ho...it's finally safe."
The fierce fighting caused the ghost soldier's soul to flicker in and out of existence. His habit during his lifetime prompted him to breathe air-conditioning to relieve stress.
Isn't the person in front of me the old ghost's subordinate?
I remember that when the old ghost first took over the banyan forest, this guy even asked for a bribe from him.
How many came?
Fifty cents!
Now that the order has been placed, it’s time to collect the bill.
Wow!
Tang Ping flew into the dense forest, and his body turned into an afterimage.
Black and white patterns appeared on his face, and there was a dark crack between his eyebrows.
At first I thought this appearance was extremely ugly, but now I feel it's quite majestic after seeing how dignified the ghosts are.
Follow the ghost soldiers all the way away.
Wow!
Suddenly, the ghost soldier's vision went dark.
Tang Ping stood in front of him.
"Who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost soldier's feet were entangled in vines.
boom!
A green ghost fireball the size of a human head hit his legs, blowing them off, and the flames attached to the wound burned his skin to ulcers.
Tang Ping came closer and pierced his chest with the ghost head knife, and at the same time took away the package on his chest.
The ghost soldier gradually became distraught, and before he died, he finally saw Tang Ping's face clearly.
"Oh it's you……"
Open the bag and take a look.
"Three animal bones, two kilograms of ghost rice, and a bottle of unknown blood. Not bad." Tang Ping put the things back into the storage bag.
"Okay, the grudges have been wiped out."
After that, orders were placed for several days in a row.
Tang Ping simply grabbed a few in the name of two thousand stones from the tomb, and then stopped.
The two thousand stones in the tomb that had not been seen for several years appeared again, and the black wood ghost had another headache.
However, Tang Ping only caught those who were alone and did not cause much trouble.
boom!
Above the sky, the black wood ghost is fighting with the centipede again.
The original shape of centipedes is millipedes, which are somewhat similar to centipedes.
Each leg is made of a ghost, and if broken, it is immediately replaced.
The black wood ghost was miserable.
"It's too awful."
Tang Ping couldn't help but sigh, this is the first time Centipede has suppressed Black Wood Ghost?
the third time?
It is estimated that a seven-capture black wood ghost will be needed.
It seems that the boss is not so easy to be a boss.
In addition to these big ghosts, Tang Ping also saw fire ghosts, water ghosts, centipedes, zombies and other big ghosts.
These should...
boom!
At this time, another Dharma image appeared.
It has a bronze body, wings, in the shape of a flying fish, and two bronze hands on its abdomen. The whole body seems to be playing around.
As soon as the demon came out, two three-foot-long bronze hands grabbed the centipede and the zombie at the same time.
boom!
Throw the two ghosts from the air to the ground.
"Aren't you a little restless when I'm not here?"
"Meet the Pond God!"
All the ghosts kowtowed.
Tang Ping saw the true face of Tang Shen for the first time.
It's really strong!
And he is very shady, waiting for his subordinates to fight, and then coming out to clean up the mess.
Doesn't it indirectly weaken the power of subordinates?
Yin, very Yin.
All the ghosts surrendered, and it was another year of mourning.
Looking at the tributes and jade falling from the sky, Tang Ping thought deeply.
The underworld here is located in the Jingshui area in the southwest of Jing Kingdom, also known as Sanjing. Judging from the content on the jade biscuit, the Tang God should be worshiped by the Zuo family in the underworld.
Shen jade was a thing used to worship ghosts and gods in the pre-Qin Dynasty. In the past, it was known that there were many countries in this world, and the enfeoffment system should be implemented.
The Zuoqing clan should be the feudal lords of Sanjing.
"The world of the sun..."
How can ghosts and gods lack worship in the underworld? Unfortunately, it is difficult for me to spread my tentacles to the underworld. In the future, I will have to deal with mortals and support the great clan that worships me.
But there is no rush, everything is just getting started.
Although he calls himself the Tinghou of Youdu, his scope of management is actually not as good as that of a Baochang in the Yangjian (five households, one Baochang).
Still have to farm.
Wait until July 15th to see the world again.
Tang Ping did not participate in the scramble at the end of the ceremony.
He finally figured out that this Pond God was doing it on purpose, exposing a little bit of something to make people fight, weakening his subordinates and also raising the poison.
But why did he do this?
Could it be that you feel you are not strong enough? Strong on the outside but weak on the inside?
Everything will be answered by time.
After this battle, everything returned to normal.
The ghost generals from all sides have shrunk their power, leaving Tangping, a remote place, without anyone to govern it.
Once the wood control technique is activated, a brand new wooden house is generated.
Inside the house, Tang Ping poured out a pile of items.
"One hundred and ninety-eight pounds of ghost rice, eight bottles of ghost blood, twelve weapons. Eight pairs of armor. Two thousand two hundred coins, a small profit."
On this day, Mrs. Cui came to the door.
The body is still plump and the eyes are charming.
"Mr. Tang, you are very chic, aren't you?" Mrs. Cui covered her mouth and smiled softly.
"You can have half a day's leisure in a floating life, so there's nothing cool about it. It's just poverty."
Tang Ping smiled and then changed the subject, "How is it? How have you gained recently?"
"It's just like that, why didn't you come together that day? How can we ghosts without heels do it without a little bit of hard work? But that's right, you're still young now."
Lady Cui sighed.
"How can I keep my shoes from getting wet when I often walk by the river? I'm really timid."
Mrs. Cui was greatly disappointed. She didn't say she liked Tang Ping, but she still had a good impression.
A handsome scholar who is not greedy for his own beauty. Who wouldn’t appreciate this kind of man? He is just a bit unenterprising.
You can do this in the mortal world, but the underworld is the way to die.
If he doesn't fight for his destiny against heaven, can An have a foundation for his destiny?
"There is a drowned ghost named Wu Chu in the market who sells seeds. This ghost is more trustworthy and it is the safest to grow things."
"Thank you, shopkeeper, for reminding me."
"You're welcome, we're old acquaintances, and I don't want you to die so soon."
Mrs. Cui and Tang Ping exchanged greetings and left.
During this period, Tang Ping also learned that the Black Wood Ghost force suffered more than 80% casualties, and the old ghost was also dead.
In a few days.
Tang Ping went to the rebuilt market and bought some rice from Shopkeeper Cui, as well as the seeds of ghost grass and parasitic blood vine.
Plant it in three feet of shady soil and on the trunk of a banyan tree, and sort out the earth's atmosphere every day to speed up its growth.
When mature, they can be sold to Gongsun or set up a stall.
Then ask someone if you can rent a stall.
There are only three months left before the door of hell opens.
The plants are growing faster than expected, maybe because I am a landowner.
The annual Orchid is estimated to take less than half a year to mature, the three-year-old Ghost Grass is estimated to only take one year, and the annual Blood Vine is even shorter, about three or four months.
This day, night.
Tang Ping practiced behind closed doors.
There was rustling outside the house.
Tang Ping opened the door and took a look.
I saw a palm-sized frog with a lotus hat on its head, stealing the buds of the ghost grass.
The sound of the door opening startled the frog.
"You little bastard! Stop!"
