I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Help~~"

Seven days later, late at night.

In the wilderness, the cold mist filled the air, and the two masters and apprentices who were on their way suddenly heard familiar cries for help.

"Master, I seem to be hallucinating."

Afa murmured.

Qian Wenlai's cheeks twitched slightly, and he stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "You look up."

Ah Fa looked up, his whole body froze immediately, and he said speechlessly, "Why does this guy call for help every time he comes out?"

Qian Wenlai complained silently: "Other tomb robbers, it's scary to encounter two strange tomb robbers out of ten times. This guy, who robbed tombs twice and encountered weird things twice, happened to run into us after encountering weird things, you Does he have good luck or bad luck?"

Ah Fa: "I think we are unlucky..."

"Master, master, it's great to meet you here, there are zombies chasing me!"

The little tomb robber hurriedly came to the carriage, hopping and shouting.

Both master and apprentice looked up at the same time, only to see a figure in white came to them in the blink of an eye, and stopped behind the little tomb robber.

"Master, it's a girl." After seeing the other party's delicate face clearly through the moonlight, Ah Fa's expression changed slightly.

"It's a zombie!"

The little tomb robber danced and said, "I dug her out of the tomb myself, can I not know?"

Seeing the girl dancing like a little tomb robber, Qian Wenlai shouted, "Don't move!"

The little tomb robber was startled by him, and subconsciously took half a step back. Strangely, the girl followed him back half a step like a puppet on a string.

"I see, she is a living corpse!" Qian Wenlai said.

"What is a living corpse?" Ah Fa and the little tomb robber asked in unison.

"When the corpse is about to turn into a zombie, due to a coincidence, it sucks a mouthful of yang energy into its throat, and it can guarantee that this yang energy will not dissipate, and it will turn into a living corpse." Qian Wenlai said.

"Then what should I do now?" asked the little grave robber.

Qian Wenlai: "Your yang energy has entered her throat, and her yin energy has entered your throat, so she will be in sync with your body. Pindao's cultivation is superficial. I only know why, but I don't know how to understand it."

Little grave robber: "..."

"Master, don't you have the conch given by Mr. Qin?"

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Ah Fa's mind, and he clapped his hands and said.

"What conch?" The little tomb robber asked hurriedly, his heart moved.

Although the living corpse didn't look aggressive, but being followed by a corpse day and night, no one could stand it!
"It's nothing." Qian Wenlai shook his head and gave Ah Fa a hard look.

This bastard is really a prodigal son!
How precious is that magic weapon, how can it be used on a tomb robber?
The little tomb robber was moved in his heart, and suddenly knelt down in front of the carriage of the two masters and apprentices, and kowtowed frantically: "Master, I beg you, please save me, the only one who can help me now is you."

"I said, I can't save you." Qian Wenlai said expressionlessly.

"If you can save it, you can."

The little tomb robber kowtowed, and in a short while broke his forehead, and blood flowed horizontally.

There is no way for Qian Wenlai to be entangled by him. The key is that he is not the kind of hard-hearted person, so he had to take out the black conch from his pocket with a bit of reluctance and regret, and gently Called: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin..."

...

"Shh."

After calling out three times, an extremely bright golden light suddenly pierced through the cloud, descended from the sky, and fell on the ground to manifest into a burly figure.

"What are you calling me for?" Qin Yao raised his head slightly, pretending to be at a loss.

Qian Wenlai never thought that this conch could actually summon Mr. Qin himself, so he froze in place for a moment, staring blankly ahead.

"Daoist Qian, are you alright?" Qin Yao shouted in a low voice, raising his voice.

Qian Wenlai suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly pulled his apprentice out of the carriage, saluted and said, "Greetings, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "There's no need to be polite, just tell me, what trouble did you encounter?"

At this point, Qian Wenlai had no choice but to point to the little tomb robber and the female living corpse: "Mr. Qin, their yin and yang energy are interlinked, and now their bodies are synchronized. Do you think there is any way?"

Qin Yao came to the little tomb robber and said, "Open your mouth."

The little tomb robber didn't know why, but he opened his mouth obediently.

"Snapped."

Qin Yao raised his right hand, his palm glowing, and slapped the young tomb robber lightly on the center of his neck. A green mist flew out of the opponent's mouth and slowly dissipated into the air.

But behind the little tomb robber, the female living corpse who also opened her mouth wide did not spit out anything, and her originally dull gaze instantly regained its agility.

"Do you know your current situation?" Qin Yao looked up at the female corpse and asked calmly.

The female living corpse shook her head: "Aren't I dead?"

"That's right, you are dead, but now your soul is imprisoned in your body, and you need to go to the underworld to unseal it." Qin Yao said.

The female living corpse touched her body with both hands, and felt that she was no different from when she was alive: "Do I have to go to the underworld?"

Qin Yao nodded: "You must go. Because if you don't go to the underworld to unseal your body and soul, your soul will be eroded by your gradually decaying body, and the consequences will be very serious."

The female living corpse was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "How long can I stay in Yangjian?"

Qin Yao froze for a moment: "What do you want to do?"

The female living corpse took a deep breath, and said firmly: "If you have revenge, you will have revenge, if you have grievances, you will have grievances!"

A flash of light flashed in Qin Yao's mind, but he suddenly remembered the matter of the soul station.

The so-called no profit can't get up early, for senior officials in Fengdu, every policy proposed depends on the rate of return.

This rate of return is either political achievements, real resource benefits, or both.

Having said that, the method of combining ghosts and monks to catch ghosts has been used for countless years, and the soul station must have a more superior nature than this combination, which will arouse the interest of Emperor Fengdu.

Others may have no way of knowing where this superiority comes from, but Qin Yao has "Soul Ferry" as a reference, so he has some vague guesses...

In his opinion, the key point is the difference between ghost hunting and ferrying!

Catching ghosts is easy to understand. No matter which method is used, if you suppress and restrain the ghosts and send them to the underworld, you can get a corresponding yin virtue.

The deep meaning of ferrying is redemption. The so-called soul ferryman is to help the souls who are stranded in the world due to unresolved matters to fulfill their wishes, so that they can be reincarnated without any worries.

The reason why Ferry in Yangjian can replace the mode of hunting ghosts must be because there are more benefits.

This benefit... nine out of ten is due to yin virtue.If you want to verify it, the living corpse in front of you is the best test object.

"What hatred, what resentment, tell your story."

Qin Yao subconsciously made Zhang Yida's signature gesture of raising his hand, and smiled.

I am a boss in the world of nine uncles