I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 121: In the three-party competition, ghosts also want to participate in the player lottery? 【6k】

"piss off!"

Lu Wenwu raised his foot and kicked him two meters away.

Instead of being angry, this guy jumped up and sat on the ground having a silly time.

While having fun, he shouted exaggeratedly: "It's time to fight ghosts! It's time to fight ghosts! I can't get up without ten egg-filled pancakes!"

Lu Wenwu glared, picked up another egg-filled cake and weighed it in his hand.

"Now, immediately, immediately, get up and get down for me. I can let you eat another one."

"Okay foster father!"

The yellow-haired ghost stood up in a flash and turned into a black wind and came to the door.

After regaining his physical form, he looked at his body in great surprise. He didn't even bother to eat the hot egg-filled pancake he just got. His eyes were filled with strong confusion and disbelief.

Accelerating skill comprehension and speeding up recovery are actually just by the way.

An egg-filled pancake not only accelerated his learning process.

This thing can speed up your cultivation!

The real function of Lingshan egg-filled pancakes is to tap into the body’s potential.

"Get the fuck out of here."

An ancient courtyard stands beside the road. The main building is not tall, only four stories high.

Those ghosts who did not have spirit coins in their hands looked at Lu Wenwu and the large number of ghosts nearby who were maintaining order, and decisively chose to leave the scene in an orderly manner.

There are three big characters written on the main entrance of the compound - Meng Po Village.

But Huang Mao is a new ghost who just came down from above. He died less than half a year ago, and he is still in the stage of learning and training his basic abilities.

And even the yellow-haired ghost himself didn’t notice it

Outside Mengpo Village, there are high platforms on both sides of Huangquan Road, with pots and stoves and cooking utensils beside them. Everywhere you look is packed with seats, the sound of ghosts is heard, and a faint fragrance wafts out.

In front of the live broadcast of Difu TV Station, Lu Wenwu thought that he was very qualified this time and used honorifics in vulgar sentences.

The ghost energy that had just been scattered by Lu Wenwu's finger had recovered a lot, and the entire ghost body even looked more solid than before.

And because Yin Feng is the basic ability of ghosts, eating egg-filled cakes helps yellow-haired ghosts discover the potential in their bodies in advance, so this can achieve the effect of accelerating cultivation.

Everything is as described in "Jingjiang Baojuan".

As the food that Lu Wenwu eats the most every day, the function of Lingshan egg-filled pancakes has naturally been adjusted by him to be the most suitable for him.

These resentful spirits stretched out their hands, trying to drag the ghosts on the bridge down into the river to keep them company, but they always failed.

"Egg-filled cakes, five thousand spirit coins each. Only spirit coins are accepted. One ghost can only buy one piece. If you want to buy, please line up on my right side. If you don't want to buy, please leave in an orderly manner from my left side. Don't give any trouble. The police have caused trouble, thank you all for your cooperation."

As long as ghosts stay in the underworld for a long time, they can basically master it.

"I, I actually mastered the evil wind?"

However, the function of Lingshan egg-filled biscuits is actually somewhat different from what these ghosts imagined.

At the same time, at the end of Huangquan Road, beside the Wangchuan River.

Lu Wenwu had no intention of explaining this matter to the outside world.

The river was as scarlet as blood, and the ghosts and ghosts whose souls were filled with resentment were tumbling up and down in the river, drifting with the current, and letting out painful and crazy wails.

It’s very useful for traveling on weekdays.

A group of rich ghosts who wanted to eat egg-filled pancakes immediately lined up in a neat row and moved back spontaneously.

"I understand, I understand!"

After the bull-headed, horse-faced, black and white impermanence, and many dark soldiers and generals suppressed the restless ghost group, he poked his head out of the window.

As a pie-making stall owner, he has seen this kind of situation many times.

"If you want to eat cake, just wait in line, understand?"

There are hundreds of corridors and rooms surrounding it, all connected together. They are all built with red stone columns, painted pillars and carved beams, with half-rolled bead curtains and jade cases.

Lu Wenwu naturally knew what these ghosts were probably thinking.

Lu Wenwu was very satisfied and continued to make and sell egg-filled pancakes.

How terrifying is this?

He waved a strong wind and flew the uncultivated ghost two miles away. Lu Wenwu looked at the surging ghost group again.

In an instant, all the ghosts present realized this and looked at the unsold egg-filled cakes, with a look of madness in their eyes.

But now, the yellow-haired ghost just ate the egg-filled pancakes made by Zhang Lu Wenwu, and he immediately mastered the ability to transform into the evil wind.

Because in the process of developing the body's potential, it is necessary to ensure sufficient energy supply to avoid harming the body, so Lingshan egg-filled biscuits have the effect of accelerating recovery and replenishing energy.

If we look at the normal learning progress, it will take at least another half a year of training before he can master it perfectly.

Dark wind, this is one of the ghost's innate skills.

"One ghost can only buy one. Why?" A ghost dressed in extremely luxurious clothes was immediately dissatisfied. "I have plenty of money, 50,000 spirit coins each. Give me ten first."

This is the most famous teahouse in the entire underworld, the hotel with the most magnificent scenery in the entire underworld, the office of the Wangchuan Ghost Food Bureau, and the most prestigious place in the entire underworld.

No matter which version of the underworld legend it is, no matter how many times the managers of the underworld have been changed, or how many times their positions have been changed, Po Meng standing on the Naihe Bridge and giving soup will always be there, quietly comforting everyone who is nostalgic for the past. ghost.

Even though it is difficult for ghosts today to see Po Meng personally going to the bridge to give soup, this is still a traditional scenery in the underworld that seems to never change.

Anyone who has been reincarnated can still enjoy that bowl of thick soup with an indescribable taste.

In the office located on the top floor of the main building, a beautiful woman with a gentle temperament held a cup in her hands and drank the "tea" in one gulp.

Looking carefully, there was about a spoonful of mud at the bottom of the finished cup.

This is one of the main ingredients of the ancient Mengpo soup - soul-purifying soil.

To put it bluntly, this is the mud that has accumulated over the years under the Wangchuan River.

The Dreaming Rhododendron that grows on the opposite bank of the Wangchuan River is added to the Pure Soul Soil, and is refined with other auxiliary materials. This is the original Meng Po Soup.

As the times progress, there are more and more ghosts in the underworld.

In order to meet the increasing demand, the recipe of Mengpo soup has been improved several times, and finally reached the point where it can be mass-produced today.

There is no need for Mrs. Meng to work day and night and cook it herself.

"Thinking of all kinds of magic? Pure physical cultivation? This boy is really interesting."

Watching Lu Wenwu making egg-filled pancakes, Po Meng showed a smile.

"Meng Yong."

"grown ups."

An elegant girl appeared out of thin air in the room, wearing a dark palace dress embroidered with gold patterns. She walked lightly to Meng Po's desk and performed an ancient woman's salute.

"Go and visit the Central Ghost Resources and Underworld Security Department of the Underworld. In this underworld exam, there is a person named The Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War? Go and transfer his household registration to our General Food Bureau."

"Sir, it's civil servants and files from the underworld, not ghost errands and household registration." Meng Yong bowed again and said seriously, "And this year's underworld exam has just ended and the results haven't been released yet. This is against the rules."

"They're all the same, understand the spirit." Po Meng waved her hand impatiently, "Those guys are not here now. I am the only Yin God left in the underworld to look after the house. So what if I don't follow the rules? Go and adjust it and say I want it myself. of."

"grown ups."

"Ok?"

"Yes, I will do it now, slave."

"That's pretty much it."

Seeing Meng Yong disappear in a breeze, Po Meng showed a satisfied smile and continued to happily watch Lu Wenwu's live broadcast selling egg cakes.

Of course she wasn't using the broadcasting equipment from the underworld.

It's her incredibly strong soul power!
As one of the oldest Yin gods in the underworld, although she is not good at fighting, her power is still terrifying.

Soon, Meng Yong came back, with a trace of obvious confusion on his fair and tender face.

Po Meng glanced at her: "Something went wrong?"

"Yes, sir." Meng Yong nodded, "The director of the Ghost Resources Department clearly rejected your request to transfer the files. He only gathered the marking officials to give priority to the examination papers of the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War."

"You didn't say it was me who said it?"

Po Meng was stunned, as if she didn't expect that the other party would be so disrespectful to her.

Meng Yong said: "I told you, but I was still rejected. The other party's attitude was very tough."

Po Meng sat up straight and frowned slightly: "What's the reason? Whose instructions did that kid get? He himself is not so bold to disobey me."

"It's King Chakravartin and King Yama."

Meng Yong replied calmly.

"After the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War came down, King Qin Guang of the First Palace started a special procedure. The Yamas of the Ten Palaces were interrogated together. During the process of weighing on the karma scale, he found boundless karma and immeasurable merits. This caused the Wheel-turning King of the Ten Palaces to Adult interest.”

"Lord Wheel King believed that the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War could be forged into a good sword. He wanted to make him join the Guimen Pass Security Bureau for intense training, but he didn't expect that he would have an amnesty order from the underworld in his hand, and he would complete the trial of hell ahead of schedule. , and also took the prefectural civil service examination.”

"But you can rest assured, sir. In addition to the slaves, the Yin general sent by Lord Chakravartin King just now was also rejected by the director of the Ghost Resources Department, and the other party's files were not transferred to the Guimen Pass Security Bureau in advance."

"Amnesty Order from the Underworld?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Po Meng's eyes.

Then he seemed to think of something, and his expression quickly returned to calm.

"I see. You should be talking about the gadgets made by Lao Hei, right? This is more reasonable. The gang below are ignorant, so it's not surprising if they admit their mistakes."

Meng Yong shook his head: "I don't know this, and I don't dare to overstep without authorization."

"You, you, are so honest, and every move you make is more dogmatic than an old woman like me. It's true." Po Meng sighed, "Tell me, what did that guy with a black face say?"

Meng Yong said honestly: "King Yama intends to let the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God enter Emperor Zhong Kui's Demon-Conquering Division, but it is just an intention. King Yama said that he is a person with very unique ideas, and it would be unsightly to force the arrangement. The details are still unclear. It depends on his own choice."

"Because of this, Lord Yama asked me and the ghost general to tell you and Lord Chakravartin respectively not to interfere in the choice of the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War, and let him decide whether to stay or go on his own."

"Then shall I go astray?" Po Meng said suddenly. Meng Yong replied again: "King Yama said that if you must do this, then it is not impossible for him to return in person. Your heart is too kind, and there are some things that are not suitable for you to do. Otherwise, we would not have unanimously decided to let you stay." at home."

What King Yama is referring to is naturally not something as simple as adjusting files and arranging a ghost mission.

After hearing this, Mrs. Meng suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Okay! Okay! The world has changed, and God's heart is not the same! Now this old black-faced man dares to threaten me?"

"Meng Po is serious. You have worked hard and made an indelible contribution to the development of the underworld. How dare I do such a thing?"

The black-faced King Yama suddenly appeared in front of Po Meng with a smile on his face.

"Then what do you mean?"

Meng Po drank another cup of Meng Po soup angrily, leaned back on the wide chair, and showed no intention of pouring the other person a cup.

Meng Yong, who was still on the side, fetched a teapot and poured a cup of tea for King Yama. He led him to sit down beside him, and then he respectfully retreated behind the screen in the room.

King Yama took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The situation is really critical, so I had to take this step. I hope Po Meng can forgive me."

"How dangerous is it?"

Po Meng asked relentlessly, her face obviously unhappy.

"All the batch you spawned last time are dead?"

"To be precise, it's because we can't keep up with the follow-up." King Yama's eyes were indifferent, and his tone became slightly colder. "Whether you agree or not, we can no longer be as gentle as before, without delay."

"Is there no need to delay? Then let these potential little guys be filled up quickly like stuffed ducks, and then let me watch them disappear and die one by one? Fall like meteors?"

Po Meng clenched her fists fiercely, and the aura exuding from her body became more and more unfathomable.

"It's been decades, isn't it enough! China's orthodoxy and inheritance were almost cut off in our hands, do you know? What on earth do you and those guys from Heaven want to do!"

King Yama said nothing.

He took a sip of tea quietly, his bright eyes full of dodge, not daring to look at Po Meng.

"boom!"

"say!"

The angry Mrs. Meng slammed down the table in front of her, and the hair on her back automatically flew into the air without any wind.

She glared directly at the big, dark-faced man in front of her who said nothing, and she was filled with anger.

"King Yama! I'm asking you something! Answer me!"

".I know."

King Yama let out a long sigh.

"But we have no choice. This is not what I meant. It was a joint decision after a meeting at the top."

"It's not just about Lu Wenwu. In the future, ghosts who have not been reincarnated in the underworld for more than fifty years will also be forced to participate in the player lottery. They will first choose from the ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell."

"These ghosts selected from the eighteen levels of hell will serve as the lowest level consumables."

Po Meng's eyes widened instantly, and she looked at King Yama as if looking at a madman: "Crazy! You are really crazy! You are trying to dig up the roots of China! You are drinking poison to quench your thirst! I see You are all lost!"

"This is a forced choice, just like it has always been."

King Yama took out a folding book from his arms and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

Without any other explanation, he disappeared without a trace.

Po Meng's face was extremely gloomy, she frowned and took the booklet and opened it to check.

In just a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

It was not until daytime in Linji that Lu Wenwu finally followed Hei Jiubawu and Bai Er11 back home happily.

Today's turnover: 570,500.

Not too many, just over a hundred copies sold.

One is that Lu Wenwu didn't intend to waste time endlessly on selling rice cakes, but his original goal was not achieved.

Spirit coins are indeed important to him, but they are not so important that he can ignore everything.

Enhancing his own foundation is his main purpose this time.

The other is that Lu Wenwu didn’t bring enough materials in his personal backpack before going to the underworld, and all the materials were sold out within a few days after opening them for sale - after all, he had not planned to take out before.

If there is no egg-filled cake to eat in the remaining year, it is better to kill him.

What is the difference between this kind of life and the nineteenth level of hell?
On the way back, Lu Wenwu also bought a new Underworld Collection as his main machine and got a new card.

Due to the live broadcast throughout the underworld and his own contact information, the mobile phone Bai Eryiyi bought for him had been flooded with Tianliang's news and could not be used normally at all.

It is filled with a large number of friend verification and consultation text messages, as well as direct phone calls.

Lu Wenwu thought for a moment and simply pulled out the card and turned off the phone.

Let’s wait until this matter settles down.

Needless to say, the efficiency of the underworld is indeed ridiculously high.

In just one week, the results of the Ghost Examination came out, which was much faster than in the human world, which took more than a month.

He is worthy of being a servant of the ghost people who works round the clock to serve the ghosts. He is extremely efficient.

But what makes Lu Wenwu, Black 985, and Bai 211 feel a little strange is that there are no specific results in the column of Lu Wenwu's score query.

There are only two words - pass.

This left the two ghosts a little confused, and they didn't know what the reason was.

But no matter what, it's always good to pass.

So, during the day, Lu Wenwu personally cooked a big meal to celebrate and waited for the subsequent interview.

It is different from the civil service examination in the human world.

The Underworld Ghost Officer specifically decides on the corresponding position after the interview.

The intentions filled in earlier are somewhat similar to the ones you applied for when you went to college. They just serve as a vague division. During the interview, these aspects will be considered accordingly.

Soon, the time for the interview came.

Lu Wenwu followed the notice and went to the interview location, which was a very normal ancient high-rise building.

He was very happy that he finally didn't have to smash the wall into a grave to take the exam.

While waiting with all the anxious interviewers in the waiting area outside the interview hall, the old man sitting next to Lu Wenwu couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you wearing this for the interview?"

"Ah? Is there something wrong with me?"

Lu Wenwu looked at his well-tailored black tunic suit with a confused look on his face.

The old ghost pointed at the white ancient costume shroud on his body and said proudly: "Is it new? Look at this one on me. It's a classic old style from the Thirteenth Shroud Shop on East Street in Qinguang District. It weighs fifty-two pounds! Absolutely! It can leave a good impression on the interviewer.”

"Why is this? Please help me explain."

It was still a long time before his interview, so Lu Wenwu asked just because he didn't understand, wanting to hear what this meant.

He really didn't understand much.

At that time, he asked Bai Er11 what to wear to the interview, and the other party's answer was - it doesn't matter, the interviewer doesn't pay much attention to these things, if you want, it's okay to go naked.

When Lu Wenwu asked, the old ghost immediately started chatting: "Brother, let me tell you, even though this hell has been reformed for so many years, it is actually still the same old thing. You don't understand if you wear these modern things. No? Those gangsters still recognize the original thing. Dressing like this can make them feel more familiar and increase their impression of you."

The originally calm atmosphere in the waiting room was broken by the old ghost's endless talk.

His extremely confident look immediately attracted the attention and eyes of many ghosts.

Many ghosts seemed to have a sudden enlightenment when he told about the interview experience, nodding in response from time to time, as if they were asking for advice humbly.

"It sounds quite reasonable."

Lu Wenwu scratched his head as he listened to the other party's eloquent account of his experience in participating in the Ghost Examination.

"Speaking of which, brother, have you prepared for this big test? It seems that you are bound to win it in one fell swoop?"

The old ghost suddenly became even more proud: "Brother, I am not bragging to you. This year, brother, I am taking the 404th War Ghost Examination. I have been preparing for this exam for sixty-six years! Everything in it I know everything about it! I will definitely win it this time, let’s see!”

Just as he was talking, it happened to be the old ghost's turn.

Lu Wenwu raised his hand and said, "Then I wish you success."

"I'll lend you some good words, haha!"

Under the envious eyes of all the ghosts, the old ghost walked away with his head held high and his head held high.

After the old ghost left, the house became quiet again.

After a while, a call came from the radio.

Lu Wenwu looked at his number, stood up and walked out of the waiting room, but met the old ghost who had been chatting with him in the corridor.

The other party didn't look as high-spirited as before. Instead, he looked downcast, frowning, and completely decadent.

"Brother, why are you acting like this?" Lu Wenwu stepped forward with concern and asked, "Is it possible that the interviewer is making things difficult for you?"

The old ghost glanced at Lu Wenwu, pushed him away, and sighed: "It's useless, it's useless. That interviewer is not a human at all! He is not a human! How ridiculous!"

Looking at the opponent's staggering back, Lu Wenwu was confused.

Is this interviewer so strict?

How did you hit this old ghost like this?
Let me check this out today!

Arriving at the interview hall, Lu Wenwu pushed open the door and entered.

Only a tall mythical beast with a tiger's head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and a unicorn's feet was seen lying on the ground. It looked very similar to a Haechi.

At this moment, the other party's eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world were staring straight at him, as if he wanted to see through him completely.

Lu Wenwu: "."

It turns out that he is not a human being in the literal sense!
Now he finally understood why Bai Eryiyi said that it would be okay even if he ran naked.

(End of this chapter)