The crooked way can also lead to heaven

Zhao Sanfeng ran over panting, looking like he was about to explode.

Ye Ran glanced at him: "You are a master of internal strength, but you are out of breath after running two steps. You might as well go back to the furnace and start over."

Hearing these sarcastic words, Zhao Sanfeng was immediately unhappy: "Damn it, don't you think about how much effort I put in to lure away those ghosts!"

"Aren't you here for this monster? Why don't you catch it?" Ye Ran continued.

Zhao Sanfeng searched his body left and right, and then took out a tentacle that was still wriggling: "A specimen is enough. Whoever wants to catch such a big lump can catch it, but I won't catch it!"

"Also, you are really brave. You dare to bring in the ghost messenger. Aren't you afraid of angering the public and being targeted by others?"

Ye Ran said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? If he can kill me, it means that this person is capable. If I am too weak, I deserve to be killed. I can't blame anyone."

Zhao Sanfeng quickly put away the tentacle: "Okay, you evil cultivators are all crazy. I don't know what you are thinking."

"Before leaving, I have to tell you one thing. You have been targeted by the Snake Temple. Take care of yourself."

After speaking, Zhao Sanfeng put on his hood and walked out of the door directly.

Looking at his back as he left, Ye Ran didn't say much.

"Mr. Ye, since the goal has been achieved, I will take my leave first."

"My phone number has not changed. If you need anything, just call me. I will keep my promise."

Old Wu saluted with one hand and turned to leave.

Ye Ran looked at the people who were fleeing here, then turned around and walked slowly to the door, directly destroying the formation at the entrance.

In this way, none of them can go out, and they will all die in the ancient house.

Ye Ran turned back and smiled sarcastically, and stepped out of the door just before the entrance was about to close.

He had already figured out the formation in the ancient house, and where there were loopholes and where the weakest place was, all under control.

It was still daytime outside the ancient house, and the trial had been over for less than four hours. Seeing people coming out one after another, everyone was amazed.

But when they saw that they did not have any evil symbolic items in their hands, the praise immediately turned into contempt, and the most common word in their mouths was cowardice.

…

Back at the Peace Restaurant, Ye Ran threw the Tai Sui meat on his body to Xiao Beijing.

Xiao Beijing was surprised: "It's done so quickly?"

Ye Ran glanced at him: "How long do you want to delay?"

Originally, I came to the evil cultivation conference for the Soul-Fixing Tai Sui, not really wanting to participate in the competition.

Rankings are useless, it's all a fight between fakes.

"I will leave immediately, I will escort you out of the desert safely, if it's any later, I'm afraid the city will be locked."

After Ye Ran finished speaking, he began to pack up.

Xiao Beijing was confused: "What, lock the city?"

Seeing that Ye Ran had already packed up, he dared not delay, hurried back to the room, packed up his things and carried them away, and went downstairs to buy a few camels.

Arriving at the beach, Ye Ran directly called three wooden boats over. Not long after the group left, a shrill alarm sounded in the central city.

"The city is really locked!"

Everyone was full of doubts and shock.

Ye Ran sat on the boat and smoked by himself, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

This year's seeded players were all killed in the ancient house. It would be strange if they didn't lock the city to find the murderer.

The organizers are not fools. They can definitely guess that the murderer is the three people who came out first, but the reaction speed is a little slow.

It will take two or three days to leave the Death Desert.

But there are so many people in the central city. It will take some time to find the murderer. Unless they already know that the murderer has escaped, Ye Ran and others will not encounter the pursuers.

...

A few days passed in a flash. When Ye Ran and his friends appeared again, they had already arrived at the edge post.

"Boss Ye, what are your plans next?" Xiao Beijing stuffed all the items into the car, and then walked up to Ye Ran and asked.

Ye Ran sat in the driver's seat and lit a cigarette slowly, saying calmly: "Go back to Tianhai City, otherwise where can I go?"

"By the way, is there any news about the Golden Tree?"

The little beggar's matter was resolved, but his matter was not resolved.

The Golden Tree must be found, and it is impossible to put it aside.

Little Beijing crossed his arms and pondered, "Yes, but I am still investigating the authenticity of the news. Once it is confirmed, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Ye Ran gently shook off the ash and said, "The matter of the three sects is not over yet. It is best to let Mr. Jin send someone to protect you to prevent them from messing around."

When the three sects were mentioned, Little Beijing's face became solemn: "Indeed, their threat is not small, but it is not easy for me, Mr. Jin, to let go of my hands and feet when I am always being watched."

Originally, I ran away secretly this time, and I don't know what I will be scolded when I go back.

Being scolded is fine, but I have to take the initiative to transfer people to protect myself. Isn't that equivalent to planting spies around me? How can I run away from home in the future?

"Okay, I'll take care of this matter." Ye Ran threw away the cigarette butt and immediately stretched out his hand to him again.

Little Beijing hissed, "What do you mean?"

Ye Ran raised his eyebrows, "Car fare, gas fee, escort fee, thug fee, security fee."

Little Beijing rolled his eyes and sighed, "Can you please stop ripping off Mr. Jin all the time?"

Ye Ran looked innocent, raised his hand and pointed at Mo Qingyu who was drinking water at the side: "How can I always catch you and take advantage of you? I will also take advantage of your lover."

Xiao Beijing was so angry that his face turned red: "How dare you mention it? You charge ten copper coins for a broken signature, and it is inlaid with gold diamonds?"

"Oh, Mr. Jin, I am broad-minded and will not argue with you. Just tell me how much you want and I will give it to you when I go back."

Ye Ran smiled and said: "I don't want money now, I want copper coins."

Xiao Beijing took a deep breath and threw the purse directly over: "Take it all! Take it all! I'm annoyed when I see you, go away!!"

Ye Ran opened the purse and took a look. Although there was not much left, a mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is.

Success is accumulated bit by bit, and slowly you will become a nouveau riche, right?

Ye Ran immediately started the car and stepped on the accelerator to rush out of everyone's sight.

Xiao Beijing and the others did not dare to stay any longer, and followed him and left here.

…

On the way back to Tianhai City, Ye Ran opened the storage compartment of the co-pilot and took out an old mobile phone from it, which looked like a product of the old times.

After turning on the phone, he opened the contact page and found that there was only one number stored.

He pressed the dial button and it rang several times before someone answered the phone, but there was no sound from the other end of the phone.

Ye Ran didn't care and said directly: "Xie Lian Sect, He Huan Sect, and Zombie Sect, I want to hear the news of their extermination within ten days."

There was still no sound from the other end of the phone, and then it hung up with a snap.

Staring at the old mobile phone in his hand, Ye Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, threw it casually on the co-pilot seat, and then pulled his eyes back to the front.

…

Back in Tianhai City, Ye Ran felt that everything was so familiar.

Pushing open the door of the store, a lot of dust had fallen on the table.

After sorting out all the items, Ye Ran started cleaning.

As a result, he heard several harsh brake sounds coming from the store door just halfway through his work.

Ye Ran didn't care, but continued to sweep the dust in the store.

"Master Ye, you are finally back. If you delay for a while, I am afraid my life will be in danger."

This voice is very familiar. Looking back, it is Lin Tianfeng.

But his condition is very bad at this time. His face is full of black spots, and a dead air is lingering between his eyebrows.

"Why, your son's life span is almost over?"

Ye Ran saw the problem at a glance.

Lin Tianfeng's body has shown a trend of decay. If there is no new body to continue to nourish him, the final result can only be complete.

"My son has been issued a critical illness notice by the hospital. It is estimated that he will die in a few days."

Lin Tianfeng sighed heavily and sat on the chair with crutches.

Ye Ran lit a cigarette, sat down and crossed his legs, and said calmly: "So, you want to continue living now?"

Lin Tianfeng did not hide it, and said in a pleading tone: "Master Ye, please help me, money is not a problem."

Ye Ran suddenly laughed: "Of course, but I have made enough money before. What I want now is copper coins. Can you give it to me?"

Hearing about copper coins, Lin Tianfeng also looked embarrassed. People of their status more or less know a little bit of news in the underworld.

The currency circulating in the secular world is money, and the currency circulating in the underworld is copper coins.

But for secular people like them, it is not easy to get copper coins.

Seeing that he had not spoken, Ye Ran came up with an idea and said, "You are so rich, you must have a group of bodyguards with great skills. Wouldn't it be easy to kill a few evil cultivators?"

"Besides, the Yin-Yang Association will not care about the life and death of evil cultivators. No one will care if they are killed."

"I have to remind you that your current physical condition may not last more than seven days. It is better to consider it early."

Ye Ran's words undoubtedly made Lin Tianfeng very excited.

But if you attack those evil cultivators, there will definitely be a lot of revenge.

"Okay!"

"How many copper coins does Master Ye want?"

Lin Tianfeng no longer hesitated. He didn't want to die. At worst, he would just go all the way to the end. Nothing is to be afraid of when it comes to staying alive.

"Ten copper coins, I will help you prolong your life."

Ye Ran didn't ask for too much. For secular people like them, ten copper coins are already a very high price.

Not to mention secular people, even for people in the martial arts world, the price of ten copper coins is also very high.

After all, some evil cultivators don't even have a single copper coin, so it's really hard to make money from this stuff.

"Three days! I'll give you all the copper coins within three days!"

Lin Tianfeng stomped his cane firmly, then stood up and left the store.

Ye Ran watched him leave, with no expression on his face.

The purchasing power of secular money is too low, and precious medicinal materials can only be obtained with copper coins.

But if you want to make money, you can't rely on this small business.

You have to change the model.

For example... set up a netherworld casino to attract those ghost messengers to play, and then lend them money when these guys lose all their money, so that you can continue to collect interest.

This business may even spread to the entire underworld!

Who let these high-level people pay low salaries?

It's no wonder that others make a lot of money.