American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"I'm a little confused. Your body is already gone, and you can only be attached to a wooden sculpture. How are you going to change your way of dying? Are you going to find another coffin and suffocate the wooden sculpture?"

After walking for a while and talking about some random things, Qi Shan suddenly had a whim and asked.

The fatty also had a bitter smile on his face: "I don't have a clue yet, but I can definitely find a way, but three days is a bit too tight!"

"What happens if the time is exceeded?"

"If the time passes, they won't let you enter the Gates of Hell. The management of the underworld is very strict now. If it were a wealthy family, burning incense, candles, and paper money might allow for some leniency.

The last time I entered the Gates of Hell, I had already taken care of things. Now I don't have a penny on me. If I go in again without offering any respect, I'm afraid I won't be able to move an inch!"

Qi Shan was speechless: "When did even the underworld become so corrupt, openly extorting and demanding bribes?"

"I don't know. It's been passed down like this for generations!"

Qi Shan shook his head.

In fact, Qi Shan had some guesses about the state of the underworld.

After all, this world has gods, ghosts, demons, and foxes. There must be a lot of underworld officials and ghost messengers.

Clearly, there are official institutions, but they allow wandering souls and wild ghosts to roam around, harming people.

Only monks and Taoists can eliminate these harmful ghosts and monsters. The real underworld officials don't seem to care at all.

Moreover, in the fatty's description, Qi Shan got a very strange feeling.

It felt like after death, the soul goes to the underworld to report, just like going through customs abroad. If there's anything slightly wrong, they'll send you back.

The management system below is too chaotic, so it's no wonder that underworld overlords like the Black Mountain Demon would appear.

Qi Shan guessed that this might be related to the long history of feudal kingdoms in China. For thousands of years, it has been a system where rule by people is greater than rule by law.

It's inevitable that some loopholes will appear.

Ba ba ba.

Dong dong dong!

While he was pondering, he suddenly heard the sound of a suona in his ear, and the dense drumbeats came from far to near. Then, he saw a thin layer of mist suddenly shrouding the clear road ahead, followed by a flash of red light that gradually enlarged.

It turned out to be a wedding procession, breaking through the mist and heading towards Qi Shan and the fatty.

Just as Qi Shan was curious, he heard cries and wails from behind.

He looked back and saw that the path he had walked was also shrouded in a faint mist. A funeral procession seemed to appear out of thin air, gradually emerging from the white mist.

Just as Qi Shan was about to use his spiritual pressure to sense it, the fatty suddenly changed color. His face was already not very good-looking, but now it was as white as a piece of paper.

His face was obviously panicked, and even a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead for no reason. His eyes were extremely frightened, and even his voice changed.

"Red Sha and White Sha! How could it be them? It's over, it's over, it's over. This time we're completely done for!"

The fatty had a mournful face, but his body was stiff there, not daring to move at all.

Qi Shan looked at the teams in front and behind, then looked at the fatty and asked, "What's the situation?"

"You still have the leisure to ask questions. If you encounter the Red and White Sha, don't you hurry up and run? I'm fine, even if I'm unwilling, I'm just a dead person.

You still have a lot of lifespan left, hurry up and run, hurry up and run!"

The fatty urged anxiously.

Qi Shan nodded: "So nervous, it seems like they should be pretty powerful little ghosts!"

Qi Shan looked at the wedding procession, and the spiritual pressure around him suddenly exploded. The surrounding space was instantly like being at the bottom of the sea, and infinite pressure descended from the sky, directly suppressing everyone.

The sound of the suona stopped abruptly, and the drums no longer sounded. The wedding procession and the funeral procession seemed to be pressed with a stop button, and instantly froze in place.

A large amount of spiritual pressure began to gather, the pressure became greater and greater, the ground even began to tremble slightly, the surrounding air continued to shake, affected by the huge pressure, the entire space began to appear unknown changes.

The little ghosts on both sides had not reacted yet, but the fatty fell to the ground with a thud. His body was originally carved from wood, and now he was subjected to extremely strong pressure, and the whole person was completely unable to move.

The wood on his body made a creaking sound, as if it would be crushed into pieces at any time, and the fatty shouted repeatedly.

He shouted nonsense in his mouth, as if he was mentally deranged, and could not form a complete language at all.

Qi Shan did not pay attention to the fatty, but looked at the two teams in front and behind, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Sure enough, they are not ordinary goods. It seems that taking out only 20% of my power is still not enough to deal with you. Then how about 50%!"

Boom!

With an invisible roar, the pressure suddenly tripled. The little ghosts who were still barely resisting just now were instantly pressed to the ground.

The red sedan in front landed, and the black coffin in the back burst open.

It was as if a million-ton hammer was crushing them to death from above, and it would never stop until they were crushed into meat patties.

"Can't bear it already? That's really disappointing!"

Qi Shan's palm slightly opened, and a ray of light appeared, as if possessing its own consciousness, quickly streaking across the sky, leaving a series of afterimages.

The light seemed to be the nemesis of these little ghosts. Every time it touched their bodies, the little ghosts would be directly sucked in. In the blink of an eye, the red ghost in front and the white ghost in the back had disappeared.

Only the sedan and the coffin were left in place.

Qi Shan released the spiritual pressure, slowly opened his right hand, and the spiritual light obediently returned to his palm, slowly seeping into his body.

After slightly sensing it, Qi Shan nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, as expected of ghosts and monsters, they are essentially materials of spiritual particles. My Zanpakuto embryo has grown a little!"

Although the progress was very small, he was still relatively satisfied. After all, being able to devour food and grow on its own means that the Zanpakuto embryo has left the initial stage. As long as it devours enough souls and ghosts, it can speed up the completion of the Zanpakuto.

In this world, gods, ghosts, demons, and foxes are everywhere. As long as there are monsters to kill, you don't have to worry about things like experience points!

"Stop playing dead. I deliberately avoided you just now. You weren't seriously injured. You were just slightly shaken by my power, not even by the aftershock! Get up now!"

Qi Shan didn't even lift his eyelids and spoke slowly.

The fat man, who was just lying on the ground pretending to be dead, jumped up at once, his face full of humble smiles.

"My lord misunderstood. I really felt the shock. After all, I'm a newly deceased ghost, and I haven't adapted to various forces yet. My lord's magic power is too strong, and I can't bear it today. Thank you, my lord, for showing mercy. Thank you, my lord, for forgiving my ignorance in not recognizing your true face!"

"Alright, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm not some lord, and you're not my subordinate. Let's just chat like we did just now!"

Qi Shan shook his head. The fat man hurriedly echoed with a smile, but he was slapping himself in the face in his heart.

Why did I have to be so talkative? What's wrong with a wooden body? A wooden body can still move. It's only a few dozen miles, I could have hopped there. Why did I have to borrow someone's donkey?

Now look what happened. How could a young man traveling alone in the deep mountains be an ordinary person? I've kicked a steel plate!

The fat man's heart was bleeding.

First of all, why am I so unlucky? I can't even rest in peace after death. I couldn't enter the underworld before and couldn't be reincarnated. Being human again is already tragic enough. Why did I encounter such a fierce person after coming out, who kills ghosts like eating beans?

Qi Shan didn't know what the fat man was thinking, but he could guess a thing or two.

"Stop thinking wildly. I'm asking you, who were those two groups of people just now? They're so arrogant, daring to cause trouble in broad daylight?"

The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "My lord's magic power is profound. It's not surprising that you don't know these low-level ghosts, but for us wandering souls, fierce ghosts like the Red and White Specters are already existences we can't afford to offend.

The Red Specter is actually a girl who transformed into a fierce ghost after dying on the way to her wedding, while the White Specter is someone who died from injuries and transformed into a fierce ghost during a red and white event. Both are much more powerful than ordinary ghosts.

Moreover, they possess innate spells and can enhance their power by hunting other ghosts."

Speaking of this, the fat man shuddered and said with some fear, looking at the coffin on the ground, "Behind such a team, there is usually a very powerful fierce ghost. The red and white team is not a wedding procession, but one that comes out to capture living people.

The Red Specter directly holds a wedding, and the White Specter will send the living to the female ghost's side. By receiving diligence, the female ghost obtains all the vitality, soul, and even flesh of the living. In short, it's very cruel."

"So, they have a boss behind them. Since the team is here, then their boss shouldn't be far away. Can we find them?"

Qi Shan asked, scaring the fat man.

"Don't even think about it. The Red and White Specters are not to be trifled with. This kind of fierce ghost is very difficult to deal with. Even a highly skilled Maoshan master would find it almost impossible to deal with a Red and White Specter in a one-on-one fight.

To solve such a monster, you need to gather a large number of highly skilled seniors, cast spells together, and purify the entire area to possibly force the female ghost out first, and then kill her."

"So, the Red and White Specters have already run away!" Qi Shan looked around and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, let's continue down the mountain!"

The donkey moved forward in a zigzag pattern, walking unhurriedly.

After experiencing this incident, the fat man didn't dare to ask to ride the donkey again. He didn't know what method he used, but he actually made his wooden body move, hopping along beside him.

Qi Shan didn't care so much. Since the fat man wasn't coming up, he naturally leaned back on the donkey's back again, in the same position as before.

The little donkey calmly bypassed the red sedan chair in front and slowly walked down the mountain.

"Art of the Breaking Path, Fourth Form, White Lightning!"

A white lightning bolt suddenly shot out, instantly blasting the sedan chair and coffin into pieces.

The fat man shuddered violently and quickly lowered his head even further, not even daring to look back.

The two traveled in silence. After walking for more than twenty miles, they saw the Drunken Ghost Town in the distance. The fat man hurriedly wanted to say goodbye.

Qi Shan said, "Don't be in such a hurry. I'm very interested in your story. I especially want to know how a person with only a soul left can be suffocated to death?"

The fat man had a bitter smile on his face, "My lord, please don't make fun of me! Of course, it's no problem if my lord wants to know, but I don't have a clue at the moment. I might have to study it for a few days. Please forgive me!"

"It's nothing!"

Qi Shan waved his hand and slowly walked into the town with the little donkey.

Passing through the huge front gate archway, it was indeed written "Nine Locust Town" on it.

Qi Shan was somewhat speechless, so it turned out to be this Drunken Locust Town.

The town wasn't too big, and there were no specially guarded soldiers at the entrance. People could come and go freely inside.

Although the city walls were low, they formed a encirclement, and there were no obvious signs of damage. It was much better than the several towns they had passed before.

Moreover, the streets here were very prosperous, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

Qi Shan took a breath, and he could indeed smell a faint aroma of wine in the air.

It seemed that there were quite a few taverns around!

The two slowly walked forward along the main road, making a few turns and reaching the residential area in the west of the city. The fat man stopped the little donkey in front of a three-courtyard house.

"My lord, this is my home. I want to go in and take a look first, and find an opportunity to say hello. After all, my family just sent me away a few days ago, and it hasn't even been seven days since then, so it's easy to scare them. So…"

"You've thought it through very thoroughly. I'll go with you!"

The fat man was just about to think of a euphemistic way to refuse when he suddenly widened his eyes and saw Qi Shan's soul naturally walking out of his body.

This soul was incredibly solid, completely different from ordinary ghosts. He was wearing a black kimono with a white haori over it, looking extremely dashing.

He really could control it separately!

Qi Shan looked back at his body, smiled with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, his body walked forward two steps without any abnormality and sat directly on the steps beside him.

"Let's go!"