Underworld exchange group

Chapter 90 The Immortal Zhang Fan
Here, after Qian Dezhong returned home, he first went to the medicine garden to check the traditional Chinese medicine, and specially went to the place where the 'Qingxincao' was originally planted, only to see that there was only a hole left in the soil.

Uprooted!

Qian Dezhong felt his liver start to ache.

Forget it, forget it, it's nothing to pay for a mere 'Green Heart Grass' to save Jianjun.

Yes, but the liver still hurts.

After checking again and making sure that the other traditional Chinese medicines are all right, I returned to the house.

I burned incense in the shrine, cast spells, and then burned paper to reach the underworld, and finally chanted a mantra. I saw the smoke and incense slowly condensed into a body, and an old man came out. He said: "Qian Dezhong, you Invite me, the City God, what are you talking about?"

Qian Dezhong bowed respectfully with both hands and said: "Greetings to Lord Chenghuang, I invite you to come here because I want to thank you!"

City God Wei Wuya said: "Oh? What do you want to thank me for?"

Qian Dezhong said: "Thank you, my lord, for saving me last night."

Wei Wuya asked with a puzzled face: "I rescued you last night, but yesterday I didn't go to the mortal world, let alone save you, where did this come from?"

Qian Dezhong frowned when he heard the words, and said to himself, if it wasn't Lord Chenghuang, then who would be the one to rescue him?

No matter what, since he saved himself, he is a friend rather than an enemy.

There's always a chance of finding out who he is.

Instead, he said: "The younger one still needs to report to the ghost messenger, the candidate has already been decided."

Wei Wuya said, "Have you thought about it clearly?"

Qian Dezhong nodded without any further hesitation.

The position of this ghost messenger is uncertain every day, and it will be troublesome for one more day.

Wei Wuya said: "It's good to think about it carefully. This ghost errand was appointed by you. From now on, it will be your subordinate to run the errand. You can't appoint it at will. Just tell me who you chose in the end."

Qian Dezhong said: "The young one chose the ordinary boy, Zhang Fan."

Wei Wuya was slightly surprised and said: "This surprises me, you are always nostalgic, why this time..."

Qian Dezhong sighed and shook his head.

Although Lin Chongyang had done many injustices to him, he didn't want to speak ill of him in front of the City God.

He only said: "My little friend Zhang Fan is a genius, and he has mastered the art of exorcising ghosts in just a few days. I thought that with his talent, he would have great potential in the future, so I entrusted him with the post of ghost messenger."

Wei Wuya was quite surprised when he heard the words: "The mortal world lacks aura, yet he was able to master the art of exorcising ghosts in just a few days. It's really amazing, and he is indeed a talent. How is his character? "

Qian Dezhong said: "The character is strong!"

Wei Wuya said: "In that case, I will report Zhang Fan's name to the underworld."

Qian Dezhong bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, sir."

The incense condensed into the city god Wei Wuya, who seemed to have lost the support of some kind of power, his form collapsed, turned into an invisible incense, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Qian Dezhong heaved a sigh of relief.

After the appointment of the ghost messenger was confirmed, there was one less thing to worry about, but I was very embarrassed and a little disappointed. My friend for many years actually approached me purposefully, and even wanted to poison me to death.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car driving outside the door, and I wondered if Zhang Fan had come.

But when he walked out of the house, his expression changed.

A black Rolls-Royce stretched black car was parked in front of his house. Lin Chongyang got out of the car with a white-haired man, panicked inexplicably, "Lin Chongyang, what else are you here for?"

Lin Chongyang said coldly: "What are you doing? Come to collect debts!"

Qian Dezhong roared angrily: "Beast, I'm really blind."

Lin Chongyang said coldly: "Qian Dezhong, I have been with you for more than ten years, isn't it just because of your position as a ghost, you are so hesitant because of Zhang Fan who has just grown up, you are blind , I am still blind. I will give you one last chance to report my name to the underworld and seal me as a ghost messenger. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not remembering the old love. Oh yours."

Qian Dezhong's face turned pale.

If he died before the end of his lifespan, the underworld would really deprive him of the position of Lingguan.In the same way, since he lost his position as Lingguan, he naturally has no right to designate Zhang Fan as a ghost messenger.

Lin Chongyang said coldly and unfeelingly: "If I can't get it, no one else can get it either!"

After speaking, two strong men got off the car and rushed towards Qian Dezhong immediately.

Qian Dezhong was so frightened that he trembled all over, turned around and fled into the house, and quickly locked the door.If the ghost is still there, he is not afraid of the two mortals, but he was killed by the ghost last night, and now he is an old man with no power to restrain the chicken.

He took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Fan.

In the old house for many years, the wooden door was originally not strong, and it couldn't resist the kicks of these thugs and bodyguards.

With a bang, the strong man kicked the door.

Qian Dezhong connected the door and led the people to fall backwards.

Two strong men rushed in and grabbed Qian Dezhong, and then pushed him to the ground. Qian Dezhong's fall was enough, and he couldn't breathe even after being held down like this. When he looked up, he saw Lin Chongyang's cold face. His eyes froze, and a cold thing was pressed against his forehead. Although he couldn't see it, his sense of touch told him that it was a pistol, and his whole body trembled in fright.

Lin Chongyang said: "I'll give you one last chance, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the past."

Qian Dezhong was so frightened that he trembled all over: "You, you came too late, I have already reported your name."

Lin Chongyang heard that his whole body was like an ice cellar.

Reporting the name is not a child's play, once reported, there is almost no possibility of changing it.

The appointment of ghost messengers has been settled!
"Ahhh..." Lin Chongyang's years of hard work have been wiped out, and his resentment has no way to vent. He screams like crazy, and the pistol he is holding tightly in his hand trembles. If he is not careful, he will buckle. Pull the trigger. "Change, change it for me immediately."

When Zhang Fan heard his cell phone ringing, he saw that it was Mr. Qian calling, and when he picked it up, he heard Lin Chongyang's maddened cry. .

Turned pale with shock, remembering that the black and white real person is their master, he said coldly: "If you want to live, you know what to do?"

The black and white real person nodded quickly, and when he answered the phone, his voice was a little trembling: "Lin Chongyang, please don't embarrass Qian Dezhong, or disaster will happen." He had already scolded all eighteen generations of Lin Chongyang's ancestors in his heart Ed.

You provoked such a terrible existence, I haven't settled with you yet, you still want to harm Qian Dezhong, and my life is still in Zhang Fan's hands, how long will you want to kill me?

It's fine if you die, don't drag me down.

Lin Chongyang was stunned for a moment when he heard the deep voice of the black and white real person. Are you with Zhang Fan?
Immediately, he heard the real person in black and white say to Zhang Fan pitifully: "Shang Fan Zhang Fan, this is none of my business, you have to learn from it."

Zhang Fan had a cold face.My heart said, Shangxian?This name seems to be okay, it sounds quite pleasing to the ear.

Lin Chongyang was in a mess all of a sudden.

Judging from this tone, it seems that the adults are begging for mercy from Zhang Fan, yes, they are begging for mercy!
There is crying in the voice.

What's going on.
And the adults still call Zhang Fan the Shangxian?

Did Zhang Fan come from Heaven?

Only heaven has immortals.

But why does he still fight for the seat of ghost messenger?
Thinking of all the things he had done to Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan's powerful strength and strong background, Lin Chongyang's whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body shivered. What a terrible enemy he had provoked.

But Zhang Fan said indifferently: "I only care about Qian Lao's safety!"

The white servant stood far away and couldn't hear it clearly, but only vaguely heard the voice of the black and white real person: "Is it an adult?"

The black and white real person said: "Bai servant, don't embarrass Qian Dezhong, don't, or you will be in great trouble."

The white servant asked puzzledly: "Why? This old stubborn, stubborn..."

Black and white real people are so depressing, you have provoked an existence that can easily break even an innate magic weapon.

My God, do you know how much trouble you have caused?

He sneaked a glance at Zhang Fan, saw Shangxian's face was cold, and his heart skipped a beat, Shangxian, I dealt with it immediately, dealt with it immediately, and immediately angrily scolded: "You bastard slave, Mr. Qian is the future Lingguan, how dare you Immediately apologize to Mr. Qian for your rude words, and if he doesn’t forgive you, you can kill yourself on the spot.”

(End of this chapter)