Merchant of the Underworld

Zen Master Baimei nodded: "Amitabha, I have heard of the Zhang family's soul-gathering mantra a long time ago. I thought it had been lost long ago, but I didn't expect that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the last. Little donor, you are becoming more and more extraordinary. …”

I smiled dumbly and said: "Zen Master Baimei, you praise me. I just got lucky and inherited it from my grandfather."

"Everything in the world depends on chance." Zen Master Baimei said: "The fact that you passed it down from your grandfather's mouth is also your chance. There is no need to be modest."

Without further ado, we don’t have time to talk. Zen Master Baimei asked me how my preparations were. I nodded and said we can start now.

Zen Master Baimei reluctantly handed me the pagoda that sealed Bai Qi: "You can do it boldly. If you fail, I will make up for this loophole."

I nodded firmly to Zen Master Baimei: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Baimei."

Zen Master Baimei put his hands together and smiled slightly.

After that, I asked everyone to hide outside the villa. Only Boss Qin, myself, and Qin Minghao stayed in the room.

I took a deep breath, looked at Boss Qin and said, "Boss Qin, are you ready?"

Boss Qin nodded and stood up, his empty sleeves dancing in the wind.

I helped Boss Qin take off his upper body suit, and then used a mixture of corpse oil and ashes to draw a 'soul-calling talisman' on Boss Qin's body.

The so-called soul-summoning talisman is an auxiliary means for me to cast the soul-gathering spell on Boss Qin. I learned it from Senior Mouse, so I can sell it now.

After doing all this, I asked Boss Qin and Qin Minghao to lie together, with the thunder knife across their chests.

Looking out the window, the air is lifeless, the yin energy has dropped, the air temperature has dropped so much, I can clearly feel a cold feeling coming from my body.

I took a deep breath, knowing that the best time to cast the Soul Gathering Spell had arrived. When I took a deep breath, I grabbed the thunder knife in my hand and walked towards the window step by step.

There is a small altar in the window, and on the altar is the pagoda. In order to suppress Bai Qi, the God of Death, and prevent Bai Qi from coming out, some eggs were placed around the small tower.

These eggs are all five and twenty-five days old. The chicks are taking shape, which is when the yang energy is at its strongest.

Zen Master Bai Mei told me that the pagoda could no longer contain Bai Qi, so for the past month, the temple has been using this kind of local method to suppress him. All the used egg waffles were eaten by Zen Master Baimei. These days, Zen Master Baimei was disgusted by eating them.

Although Zen Master Baimei said these words unintentionally, they caused ripples in my heart. Even Zen Master Baimei cannot use the sealing technique again to seal Bai Qi again. But if Bai Qi really loses control, Zen Master Baimei can only use his own life and lifelong cultivation to suppress it.

In other words, once I fail, it will not only kill Boss Qin and Qin Minghao, but also me and Zen Master Baimei!

I carefully took the egg waffle away from the surroundings of the pagoda, and within a moment I felt an undercurrent surging outside the window. The night surged in like a tide, and soon the pagoda was completely covered.

I took a deep breath. This was Bai Qi absorbing the death energy. He was waking up and was about to break through the seal.

I stood next to Qin Minghao and looked at the pagoda seriously. Soon, the pagoda began to tremble slightly, and as the pagoda trembled slightly, a trace of black gas was gradually released from under the pagoda.

I took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and stared at the pagoda.

More and more dead energy is released from inside, like a flood that breaks a bank. As the black energy becomes more and more, the collapse hole becomes wider and wider. Until finally, the flood directly burst its banks, and the death energy instantly collapsed and surged out, all gathered outside the window, forming the shape of a monster.

After taking one look at this monster, I couldn't help but tremble all over.

This monster was about two meters tall, with thick limbs, a green face and fangs, especially its eyes, which were as red as two big red light bulbs.

Ghost King, is this the Ghost King that Bai Qi turned into after his death? I couldn't help but gasp.

As the Ghost King got closer, I felt more and more the shock that the Ghost King brought to me. The overwhelming momentum made me feel stressed and my scalp was numb.

The Ghost King also quickly discovered me. He stared at me with his tiger eyes and pressed towards me step by step. The sneer on the corner of his mouth was very scary: "The rats must be killed."

Looking at such a huge ghost king, I stepped back one after another until I reached Boss Qin's side. Then I started to cast the spirit gathering spell and recited the spell: Disciple looks up at the blue sky, nine ghost gathering spirits are beside me. The ghost king arrives with three loud shouts, and the earth soldiers come with three small shouts. Now that someone has a heart to worship you, just obey my orders...

The Ghost King, who was pressing forward step by step, was stunned for a moment, looked at me suspiciously, and then glanced at Boss Qin.

I looked at the Ghost King with fear, success or failure depended on this. If Boss Qin's heart could not seduce the Ghost King, then this plan would have completely failed, and I am afraid there would be even bigger mistakes.

The Ghost King looked at me suspiciously and then at Boss Qin. It was obvious that he was thinking about whether Boss Qin had enough interests in his heart...

Fortunately, after thinking for a moment, the Ghost King resolutely chose Boss Qin, shrank his body sharply, and got in along Boss Qin's nostrils.

I breathed a sigh of relief: "King of Ghosts, I give you a bright red heart today. If you use it for me, the benefits will be great."

Boss Qin sat up straight away and stared at me with his red eyes, which made me feel frightened and frightened.

Do you agree or not? Come on, why the hell are you staring at me?

Suddenly, Boss Qin smiled, and his pale green face was completely distorted when he smiled: "Heart, I want his heart."

"No problem." I said, "Do me a favor."

"Say!" The Ghost King was obviously impatient.

"Suppress the undead in the thunder knife!" I said.

The Ghost King sneered: "What's so difficult about this?"

As he said that, the Ghost King grabbed the thunder knife and looked at it carefully: "Humph, he is still a very powerful character! Wait, I will eat the undead inside first, and then I will devour your heart."

After saying that, Boss Qin's body softened and he collapsed on the ground. Then he saw the ghost king coming out of Boss Qin's body, and then got into the thunder knife.

For a time, the two famous gods of death and war in history were fighting each other in darkness.

I was overjoyed that the opportunity finally came. I immediately recited the incantation and cast the soul-gathering spell: "All souls are destroyed, disease!"

As I stepped out of Bugang, the darkness of the outside world slowly dispersed. A cold moonlight penetrated into the room through the dead air and directly enveloped the thunder knife.

The thunder knife was suspended in mid-air, and it actually released a black energy to resist the moonlight. At the same time, I saw two shadows struggling in the thunder knife, trying to break free from the thunder knife.

It must be Bai Qi and the undead ghosts of the Western Chu Overlord who sensed something was wrong and were ready to flee.

And how can the moonlight essence be broken so easily? No matter how hard the two undead souls struggled, they could only break some of the moonlight and could not escape.

I chanted the soul-gathering spell in my mouth to imprison the two undead souls. Zen Master Baimei and Senior Shu heard the movement in the room and hurried in. After seeing the tragic situation, they were shocked.

Senior Shu recited the incantation, and Zen Master Baimei also picked up the beads and suppressed the thunder knife together.

Thunder Knife went completely crazy, running around trying to break free from the shackles of the moonlight, but he couldn't break free at all.

Roar!

At the last moment, I clearly heard the roar of a wild beast coming from the thunder knife, and then the thunder knife fiercely pierced into Boss Qin's chest. I wanted to step forward to stop him, but it was too late. The thunder knife had already pierced the chest. Boss Qin’s heart.

"Seal the blood curse!" I took a deep breath, ran up immediately, dipped a little heart blood on my index and middle fingers, and immediately drew the spell on the thunder knife.

The thunder knife gradually became quiet and there was no movement, but the surface seemed to have been burned and turned into a dark color.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Is this the end?

I just feel sorry for Boss Qin, he is already dead and cannot die anymore.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Qin Sisi and Qin Tiantian ran in in a hurry.

Qin Tiantian asked: "How's it going?"

Qin Sisi asked with concern: "What happened to my second uncle and my father?"

From this sentence, we can judge the completely different personalities of the two people.

The Thunder Blade was suppressed again, and Qin Minghao returned to normal after a few days of simple cultivation. As for Boss Qin, there was still a chance to survive. But he was obsessed with it and eventually committed suicide by pulling out his oxygen tube...

Qin Tiantian, on the other hand, was sent to the lowest level of society by Qin Minghao for re-education.

We solved such a catastrophe for the Qin family, and the reward we received was certainly not small.

But I can't be happy at all. Such a rich family is really prosperous in front of others, but miserable behind others.

It is more like a cruel hell than a paradise of pleasure.

Once you step into this door, you lose love, friendship, family affection, and even yourself. You can only struggle hard in the world of luxury and wealth, and you can only fight alone in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Let me ask you again, is it worth it?