After completing the task of exorcising the evil spirits in Zhang's mansion, the system will definitely give a lot of rewards. Compared with rewards, Fang Yu can look down on these money.

Moreover, merit points can be exchanged for currency, and the ratio is amazing.

One merit point can be exchanged for 10,000 French francs, which is about 8,000 yuan in exchange for oceans.

After all, there is war now, and the French francs are depreciating rapidly.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Fang Yu will not use merit points to exchange for currency, after all, merit points are very important.

"According to the description of the hairpin, there is a high possibility that a spirit will come to the funeral shop in Balipo tonight. Are you sure you can stop it? If you can't deal with it, you can go to other familiar people in the town to hide for a night."

Fang Yu put down the teacup and looked at He Yingqiu.

He Yingqiu's face flushed red, and he said angrily: "You little bastard, I am the descendant of Taoist Master Mao, okay? There are treasures handed down in the funeral shop, and my father didn't take them away.

As long as I don't hang the lantern to call back the soul, they can't even think of entering the funeral shop."

"That's good, I will sneak into Zhang's house at night, you be careful."

Fang Yu patted He Yingqiu on the shoulder and went back to his room to rest.

Dinner was simple, with preserved vegetable pancakes again.

After nightfall, there were very few people walking around in the town. Fang Yu wore a black suit and went outside Zhang's house.

The wall was more than two meters high, but for him, it was nothing at all.

He took out the Wuxiang mask and put it on his face.

The mask was thin and light, and it fit the face very well. It was more like fitting, fitting the skin of the face than wearing it.

Fang Yu's eyebrows were faintly hot, and his blood was boiling, and his strength increased greatly.

With a leap, he easily climbed over the two-meter-high wall.

At night, Zhang's huge house was seldom seen with people walking around. Except for the faint light in the mourning hall, the rest of the houses were basically pitch black.

Fang Yu, who had originally planned to be cautious, breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

He took out an oil-paper umbrella from the Xumi ring and threw it.

The paper umbrella opened by itself, and the ghostly aura spread. Jin Chai, who was wearing a cheongsam, held the umbrella handle and looked around. Her brows slightly frowned, and she turned to Fang Yu and said, "Is this the Zhang Mansion you mentioned? There is indeed a strange aura, but I can't find it for a while, and it will take some time."

"Okay, then you go and investigate. I'm in the mourning hall. If you have anything, you can come to the mourning hall to find me."

Fang Yu gave orders.

Jin Chai nodded, raised her foot, and her figure turned into white mist and disappeared.

Fang Yu went straight to the mourning hall. The cold wind was blowing in the hall. The coffin stopped in the middle. There was an offering table in front of it. There was a brazier in front of the offering table. Xiao Cui was shivering at this moment, throwing paper money into the brazier, and muttered to herself:

"Seventh concubine, every wrong has its perpetrator. I burned paper money for you. You can use it down there. Don't come to me."

When the wind blew, the cloth banners in the mourning hall fluttered, and the ever-burning lamp was almost blown out by the wind.

Frightened, Xiao Cui stretched out her hands to protect the lamp.

Xiao Cui's forehead was already covered with sweat. At this time, a hand was placed on her shoulder. Xiao Cui's body softened, and she dared not look back. She stammered: "Please... spare my life, Seventh... Seventh concubine, we haven't met a few times in total, spare my life."

"It's me, Fang Yu, we met during the day."

Fang Yu retracted his hand.

Xiao Cui was relieved at this time. She glanced at Fang Yu and saw the white mask on his face. She almost fainted again.

"Brother Fang Yu, you are wearing a mask in the middle of the night, are you going to scare me to death?"

Xiao Cui patted her chest, stood up, and glared at Fang Yu with some anger.

"It's convenient this way, others can't recognize it. Is there anything weird here? Can I see the body of your seventh concubine?"

Fang Yu walked towards the coffin.

Xiao Cui hurriedly grabbed the corner of Fang Yu's clothes and said softly: "No, nothing weird has happened yet. The body of the seventh concubine has been handled and cannot be moved."

Fang Yu stopped and looked at Xiao Cui: "What handling?"

"Holding a peach branch in her hand, her body is wrapped in yellow cloth covered with talismans. It is said that it is to prevent her from resurrecting. After all, her death is weird."

Xiao Cui sighed.

"That's even more important. People who die normally won't come back to life."

Fang Yu walked to the coffin and pushed it open easily. Inside lay a woman in her twenties, with black hair tied up, makeup on her face, and lips painted bright red, looking a little creepy.

His eyes fell on the woman's chest. There seemed to be something strange on her chest. He pushed it aside and saw that his face was extremely gloomy.

"Nine Chrysanthemums Spiritual Curse!"

Fang Yu exclaimed.

How could this seventh concubine have such a spiritual curse?

"What is the Nine Chrysanthemums Spiritual Curse?"

Xiao Cui was a little further away and didn't dare to get close.

Fang Yu retracted his hand and asked, "Has anyone from the Dadao Pharmacy come to Zhang's house?"Xiao Cui thought for a while and said, "Zhang Mansion and Dashima Pharmacy have cooperation, so their people must have come to Zhang Mansion.

Brother Fang Yu, do you mean that the death of the seventh concubine is related to Dashima Pharmacy?

That's impossible. Their cooperation relationship is not torn apart. The antiques that Mr. Zhang brought back were all sold to Dashima Pharmacy."

"The people behind Dashima Pharmacy are from Sakura Country. Zhang Mansion does business with them and sells our antiques to them?"

Fang Yu snorted.

Xiao Cui nodded, and she didn't know what she remembered. Her face changed drastically and she said, "Is it because the seventh concubine is related to these?"

As soon as the voice fell, the cold wind rolled in the house.

Jinchai rushed in panic with an oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

"No, hurry up, there is a strong man in this mansion!"

The oil-paper umbrella has become tattered, and Jinchai's spirit is almost transparent.

As soon as she entered the mourning hall, she immediately retracted into the oil-paper umbrella and fell into Fang Yu's hand.

Fang Yu put it into the Xumi Ring and turned into a zombie. Because he was wearing a faceless mask, his aura did not change, and even the color of his eyes did not change.

Outside the house, a cold light flew in and shot straight at Fang Yu's eyebrows.

Fang Yu snorted coldly and raised his hand to grab the cold light.

In his hand was a strange hidden weapon, similar to a gun head, with a place to hold the hand. This was the kunai of Sakura Country, a hidden weapon.

But there was a spell card hanging on the kunai. Fang Yu was about to observe it carefully, and suddenly his hair stood up.

He immediately threw the kunai in his hand. As soon as the kunai flew out a foot, the spell card lit up and exploded instantly.

Fang Yu had to pounce on Xiao Cui to protect her. His back was swept by the huge impact force and his body rolled several times.

The coffin was also affected. The body of the seventh concubine fell to the ground, the cloth on her body exploded, and a lot of her skin and flesh were burned.

"Hide well!"

Fang Yu patted Xiao Cui, who was still in shock, and stood up, staring at a smaller woman outside the mourning hall.

Although the woman was wearing black clothes and had a black cloth covering her face, she had a very good figure.

Seeing Fang Yu stand up, he was a little surprised.

The explosion caused by his kunai attack would shatter even the spirits, and ordinary people would be killed.

But he saw a weird scene, this guy actually caught the kunai with his bare hands and threw it out when it was about to explode.

"You are not He Yingqiu!"

The woman's accent was a little strange, not like a local, and even less like a person from Daxia.

"So it was He Yingqiu you wanted to kill, are you from the Dadao Pharmacy?"

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ding, trigger the task, kill the beautiful oiler of the Jiujiu faction, and get the reward."

The cold voice of the system sounded.

"No matter who you are, you will die today!"

Meiyouzi took out a chrysanthemum, muttered something, and waved his hand.

Fang Yu felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and without thinking, he dodged sideways.

The corpse of the seventh concubine had stood up at some point, with a fierce look on her face, and slapped her with a palm.

Fang Yu raised his hand and pinched the immortal soldier puppet to sacrifice it. The puppet fell to the ground and turned into a silver-armored immortal soldier to fight with the seventh concubine. He left the mourning hall and went straight to the people in the Oshima medicine shop.

Originally, he planned to leave this place directly, but now he didn't want to contact these guys from the Sakura Country.

I didn't expect the system to directly issue tasks, but I didn't know what the rewards would be.

However, the rewards for sudden tasks would not be too bad.

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