Who are you talking to
Russell's simple words scared Uncle San to death. His pupils shrank slightly and he looked around. There were only those zombies on the lonely boat.
There really isn't another living person!
Who was Fatty Wang just now
Uncle San felt cold all over, but he was an old hand at tomb robbery after all, so he quickly calmed down and his expression showed no signs of error.
To be honest, the person opposite me is a Taoist after all. If this little Taoist priest knew that I was here to rob tombs, hehe, guess what the consequences would be
He felt a little regretful at this moment. He was overwhelmed by the good news that the Netherworld Ship had been found, and he even forgot the basic introduction of his past tomb-robbing activities.
With your eyes open and your ears alert, can't you hear a person's heartbeat and breathing
Uncle San concentrated his mind and calmed down very skillfully, listening to the movements around him.
A person's heartbeat.
A person's breathing.
One person's... One person?
There are two people on the boat!
Uncle San was so scared that he opened his eyes suddenly. A terrible idea suddenly came to his mind. He lowered his head and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
The young Taoist priest Russell in front of him had a pale complexion and a dull look. The dim light shining on his face made it look particularly strange.
Is this a human or a ghost
Uncle San had been driven a little crazy by the successive misfortunes. He took a deep breath and put on a flattering face.
"Little Taoist priest."
"What's wrong?"
At this time, Russell, who was observing the situation around the ship, turned his head and saw his uncle smiling awkwardly.
I saw Uncle San rub his hands and reach out to touch his crotch...
Russell: ?_
Then he slowly took out a big black object and said, "Little Taoist priest, I have a big treasure here. I just found it. Take a look. It may be useful to you."
Russell looked puzzled as he took the big black thing from his hand. It was an old thing that was who knows how many years old. It had been rubbed so smooth and crystal that not even a hair was left.
He looked at it carefully for a long time, and his uncle next to him was stunned again. Why didn't his baby react
"Alas!"
Russell sniffed it gently and smelled a strange smell. He turned his head away in disgust.
The third uncle on the side turned his eyes away. This was an ancestral treasure, a must-have item for tomb robbing, which could ward off ghosts and make dumplings.
In order to prevent it from being lost or stolen, he kept it in a secret corner.
At least three generations of ancestors, that taste, wow…
At this time, Russell also reacted. He glared at his uncle fiercely and threw the thing directly into his arms.
"Go with your big black donkey hoof. If I see you again, I'll beat you up!"
After saying that, he shrank on the spot, and transformed in front of his uncle, turning into a bird and flying into the sky.
It fluttered away.
Russell felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. He had originally thought that all the people he had seen on those science channels were complete idiots.
I didn't expect to be such a fool today.
The old lady licked the excrement from the plane in the sky as if it were holy water. Although Russell didn't lick it today, he wasn't much better.
It's so embarrassing!
Looking at Russell going away, Uncle San remained silent. He touched the black donkey hoof in his hand and felt a little uneasy.
He just wanted to use this thing to test whether Russell was a human or a ghost. How could a normal person recognize the black donkey hoof
The plate was so shiny that not even a hair was left on it. Only tomb raiders could recognize it.
"I'm not afraid of you. When I find that thing, I'm going to run away to America!"
Uncle San folded his hands over his chest and would be lying if he said he was not scared. It just so happened that he heard in Renjia Town that some Americans were recruiting people along the coast, talking about going to the United States to pan for gold.
It’s most likely a scam. How could there be so much gold in the world waiting for people to pick it up
But it doesn’t matter. Where there are living people, there are dead people. Where there are dead people, there are graves. Where there are graves, there are good things.
How can a tomb-raiding lieutenant like me be poor
Steal the Americans' stuff, take in two more apprentices, and carry forward the craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors.
Hey!
Uncle San was very proud of the escape route he had thought of. Just when he was about to take out his pipe to take a few puffs of his tobacco, he found nothing.
Only then did he remember that his cigarette had been taken away by Fatty Wang.
Fatty Wang...
Uncle San narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark and silent ship. He fell into silence after a long time. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage to walk forward and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
And the other side.
Russell circled in the sky for a while, then landed silently. This was his first time encountering the Netherworld Ferry.
It's not in Russell's character to not take away some treasure.
In fact, the greatest treasure on this underworld ferry is the wandering souls that fill the boat.
Although his strength is weak, every bit counts and it is still a considerable income. However, he still has to take the exam to become a civil servant in the underworld in the future, so he can't be too happy.
Russell blinked and suddenly had a good idea.
He mobilized his magic power and uttered a word.
"Change!"
The whole person transformed from a little baby into a tall figure, dressed in black, tall and thin, with a long tongue hanging out of his mouth.
Russell felt something strange and slapped his head, realizing that he had made a mistake.
He turned around again, and his clothes instantly turned white. At the same time, there was a hat on his head with four words clearly written on it.
“Seeing wealth in life”
Russell stretched out his right hand, and a thick and long soul-catching rope appeared silently in his hand. The corners of his mouth raised, "I am the little White Impermanence, I am beautiful and kind."
Waving a soul-catching rope in his hand, wearing a white hat on his head and sticking out his tongue, Russell walked leisurely inside with a gait that seemed like his parents didn't recognize him.
Just looking at this outfit, ordinary people would probably be scared to death if they saw it.
Not to mention their direct subordinates, those evil spirits. When Russell walked in, he saw them smoking and playing with fun things.
In fact, he was just a fat man who was suspicious, talking to himself, and moving around hurriedly in a small place of several meters in radius.
In all likelihood, he was trapped in a maze, and the ghost next to him had a playful look on his face.
Uncle San and Fatty Wang had miscalculated one thing. Both the black donkey hoof and the tomb-robbing captain's token only worked on ghosts.
For these ghost messengers, it's really a little bit boring. When they have nothing to do, they just want to tease the two of them.
At this time, a ghost noticed Russell's arrival, and was so frightened that he trembled and handed the cigarette pipe in his hand to Russell.
Humph, I can tell from the fact that he was a heavy smoker when he was alive. He still smokes now that he is a ghost!
Russell had a blank expression on his face, and the evil officials in front of him didn't dare to make a sound.
It was really because Russell's imitation was too similar. His paper figurine technique had already reached perfection. Although they were ghost messengers, their cultivation was not high, only about the third, fourth, fifth or sixth level of personal master.
This is also the reason why Uncle Jiu hopes Qiu Sheng and Wencai can work hard. If possible, they should avoid reincarnation and become a ghost messenger. At least he can still take care of them.
After reincarnation, they really become strangers, and we can only guarantee them wealth and prosperity in this life.
Russell put his hands behind his back, recalling the voice of Bai Wuchang in his mind, and then he imitated Uncle Jiu's usual behavior and coughed sternly, "Well, you brought the person here?"
"Seventh Master, no, no!"
Several ghost officials immediately panicked. People walk on human paths, ghosts walk on ghost paths, the two have nothing to do with each other, and they, the ghost officials, are not allowed to tease people.
A ghost rushed forward and pushed Fatty Wang with his hand. Fatty Wang felt dizzy and sat down on the ground.
The pain confused him all of a sudden. He looked around in confusion and couldn't help but pinch his hands. "Where's my baby?"
He had just been running thrillingly on the boat with his uncle, passing through one level after another before he found the treasure inside.
This, what is going on
"Baby, I have a big baby, do you want to see it?"
Russell lowered his head expressionlessly, looking at Fatty Wang with a playful look on his face, and slowly raised the soul-catching rope in his hand, "I'm lucky today, someone actually delivered it to my door."
The voice was chilling. Fatty Wang was shocked when he heard it. The tomb-raiding captain in his hand was extremely cold and he didn't react at all.
He raised his head stiffly, and saw only a pair of white boots in front of him, nothing special. Then he looked up and saw a white robe, and then up again, with an expressionless face and sticking out tongue.
"No way..."
Fatty Wang wailed in his heart, already having a bad premonition. He mustered up the courage to raise his head completely, staring at the hat on Russell's head.
"Sight brings fortune"
Fatty Wang: …
It's over. This is like holding a lantern and looking for shit in the toilet. Not only did I meet a ghost, but I also met the leader of the ghost.
Fatty Wang was extremely agile. He lifted his body up, and with a snap, he put his hands directly on Russell's legs.
"Grandpa Wuchang, I am your grandson. You don't recognize me. I usually worship you at home."
Fatty Wang had a great idea in his mind. There was no way he could run away. I said I was a believer of the Black and White Impermanence and nothing could happen to me.
This Bai Wuchang can’t possibly arrest his own believers, right
Just when he was feeling uneasy, Russell looked at the tomb-raiding talisman in his hand with a half-smile, and suddenly seemed to be thinking about something.
"Your last name is Wang?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Fatty Wang nodded quickly, "I just eat a lot and get fat, so people nicknamed me Fatty Wang."
"Go back and do more good deeds, marry a thinner wife, and improve your genes."
Russell patted his head meaningfully and said, "Go ahead, and take the guy who's wandering outside the door with you."
Fatty Wang was overjoyed and felt very happy. It turned out that gods would not arrest their own believers.
He ran away in a hurry and happened to run into his third uncle at the door, who pulled him off the boat. If he didn't run away, it would be too late.
With someone of Bai Wuchang’s level here, do you still want to steal things on the ship
See how many souls you have that are enough for him to seduce.
After the two left, Russell looked at the many ghost messengers with a smile, coughed lightly, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his thumb and index finger gently a few times.
"I made a bet with Hei Wuchang recently, and I'm a little short of money. I don't want to lend you money for nothing. How about using Hei Wuchang's pants as collateral?"
The Yin Messengers:…