Extreme Yama System

When Ding Chunqiu, who was proposed by Wang Sanchui to join the ghost country through the reincarnation channel, met Wuyazi, it was a piece of chicken feathers.

The two ghosts are now dead souls and have no martial arts skills, but they retain all the memories of their previous lives. So the enemy is very jealous when they meet, no matter whether they can hurt the other party or not, just do it! They scuffled together when they met, and fell to the ground together after two blows. The most ridiculous thing was that Ding Chunqiu even used his mouth, bit by bit on Wu Yazi's shoulder, like he wanted to bite to death. other side?

Xue Wusuan glanced at it and left without saying a word. Such trivial matters are beyond his control, this is Rong Ziju's work.

Rong Ziju is also very interesting. After sending Xue Wusuan away, he didn't pay attention to the two people who were rolling on the ground. He turned around and went to the fields outside the village. Twenty-one dead souls have been extracted these days, all of which have been extracted by Rong Ziju. The dead souls proposed were carefully selected by Rong Ziju. In addition to meeting the three criteria for extraction, what he valued most was whether there were any good farmers among these dead souls.

In Rong Ziju's view, being allowed to join the ghost kingdom is a great opportunity for the ancestral grave to smoke. It is impossible to accept all those who meet the requirements. After all, the ghost country can only accommodate thirty-six ghosts at present, and each place is extremely precious.

Even if someone who knows how to farm has a "diploma", Rong Ziju will pull it out. He was too lazy to pay attention to the rest of the dead souls without a dazzling skill. Let it float around in the channel. If it happens to be the kind of strange dead souls that "cannot be reincarnated and cannot be reincarnated", then they deserve their bad luck, and they can only be wiped out and return to the origin of the world.

When those dead souls with "farming diplomas" got the three kinds of Yin Valleys given to them by Rong Ziju, the various habits and cultivation methods of these seeds immediately appeared in their memory.

Watching them clean up the farmland and bury the seeds into the soil one by one. Finally, I saw that these dead souls actually put their hands into the soil, and it took a while to take them out.

Rong Ziju was curious, and only after asking did he understand what these dead souls were doing just now.

Yin Valleys cannot germinate and grow when they reach the soil, they also need enough Yin Qi to activate. And what the dead souls did just now was to transfer the yin qi in their souls into the seeds, so that both the soil and enough yin qi activation would allow these seeds to take root and sprout.

"Wouldn't this make your souls weak? How to improve?" Rong Ziju was slightly startled when he heard it. He didn't want these "highly educated" residents who he finally picked out to grow weak and die one by one. At the same time, I also secretly thought that these yin valleys are really not ordinary things, just planting them is so strange.

When asked about this, the ghost people in front of him smiled and replied, "Lord Rong, don't worry. After germination, these yin valleys can rely on the leaves that grow out to absorb yin energy from the surroundings to supply themselves. With my current soul body, I can Plant three hundred yin grains, and when they are mature, I will eat four or five more yin grains to replenish what I have consumed now."

The rules of the ghost country are set. Eighty percent of the yin valley that is planted will be taken away, and the remaining 20 percent will be paid by the growers. But it was the first time Rong Ziju heard that grain is counted by grain.

Curious and asked, "How many crops can you get from three hundred plants?"

"Generally speaking, three hundred plants will eventually yield about 1,500 yin grains."

Rong Ziju did a little calculation, 1,500 seeds, excluding the 300 seeds that were used as seeds, and then deducted the ones that needed to be turned over. In the end, there were 240 seeds in the hands of the ghost people, which was completely enough for him to restore his soul. Even if you lose your body, you can still make a lot of money.

Asked to understand, Rong Ziju then slowly returned to the village to see if Ding Chunqiu and Wu Yazi were still fighting.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the village, they heard screams. Rong Ziju was happy when he went in and took a look.

I don't know when the three clubs of the Wang family, who came back from the reincarnation passage, were slamming the soul whip to Wu Yazi and Ding Chunqiu. While pumping and cursing. It is said that these two ghosts fight endlessly, but no one can kill each other. It looks annoying and wants to kill them.

"Okay, don't fight. If you fight again, the soul will be scattered. The two of them are ghost people personally explained by Yan Jun."

"Boss Rong, what skills do these two guys have? Is it enough for Yan Jun to explain it himself?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Shaking his head, Rong Ziju looked at the two ghosts who were like mud on the ground and smiled: "This is the Wudao Hell, the ghost country established by Yan Jun, it should be There are some rules here. No matter how much hatred you had during your lifetime, you are equivalent to a new life when you arrive here. Remember the whip just now, you can’t fight privately here. Besides, you should understand it, right? You He's already dead, and you can't kill each other just by fighting each other for a hundred years with souls like you now.

So, stay in the ghost country and live your life honestly. Start with farming first, and when the ghost country develops, Yan Jun will naturally arrange for you to do other things. "

Wu Yazi and Ding Chunqiu glared at each other, but it was as Rong Ziju said that they understood the fight, and they couldn't help each other if they fought again. After taking a breath, the two ghosts stood up, took the Yingu seeds distributed to them by Rong Ziju, and went to work honestly.

Regardless of whether they regretted getting on Xue Wusuan's pirate ship, they all came up anyway. If they want to go further, Xue Wusuan would have to nod their heads.

Can't beat it. Wu Yazi and Ding Chunqiu began to fight in another way.

"Damn master and apprentice! Everyone is the same in the underworld! Maybe you are not as good as me here!"

"Not as good as you? A joke! Astronomy, geography, chess, calligraphy, painting, and military strategy, which one of you can compare to me?"

"Don't talk about the plan! Can you plan and be slapped down the cliff by me? It's all a matter of life, so I won't talk about it. But when it comes to farming, are you better than me? I myself Young Bian farms at home, and now he has a place to use it! He is definitely a hundred times stronger than you!"

"Ignorance! You are planting something from the mortal world~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now what you are planting is the spiritual root of the underworld, there is no comparison between the two!"

"Don't believe it? Let's gamble! Dare?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Gamble, gamble, bet on who produces the most yin valley, and whoever loses will kowtow to the other party and shout "I know I'm wrong" three times. Dare?"

"Humph! It's naive, but I agreed! Just to see you kowtow and apologize, I bet!"

As a result, Ding Chunqiu planted 300 yin valley trees, and Wuyazi asked Rong Ziju for 50 plants to plant. Ding Chunqiu saw that he could plant 350 plants, why couldn't Lao Tzu? So there are also examples. Two ghosts, you come and go, and in the end, I was so tired that my soul and body swayed and had to stop. At this time, they had already planted 460 yin valleys by themselves.

In the underworld, he couldn't feel the existence of time at all, and Wu Yazi didn't know how long he had been in the dark.

Watching the yin valley in the field sprout and grow tall, and finally when it grows to half a foot high, it begins to loose its leaves and then bear fruit. After an unknown amount of time, the grains of fruit above began to glow faintly. Some are black, some are red, yellow and green, and some are green. Seeing this scene, Wu Yazi laughed.

Yingu is all ripe.

Be strong, take one grain at a time, and count one grain at a time. In the end, Wuyazi harvested a total of 2761 grains of three kinds of Yingu.

And in the fields beside Wuyazi, Ding Chunqiu was also carefully counting his harvest. After counting, he stared at Wu Yazi with big eyes across Tian Kan.

"How many grains do you have?"

"You speak first!"

"Let's talk together!"

"it is good!"

Wuyazi: "2761 grains!"

Ding Chunqiu: "2762 capsules!"