The black wood ghost disappeared into thin air.

"I told you, if you eat anything, spit it out." Tang Ping said with a smile.

To avoid being plotted by the black wood ghost by other means, you can only kill first and then talk about it. Anyway, you will die, and talking to the corpse is the same.

"So you..."

Cui Yue said in surprise.

It was Tang Ping who was so famous back then that he killed several of Hei Mugui's men and the two thousand stones in the grave were actually Tang Ping.

She didn't expect that Tang Ping still hid such power.

I could kill the long sword Liu and the paper maker many years ago.

I always felt that Tang Ping was short-sighted, but it turned out that he was the one who was short-sighted. Cui Yue smiled bitterly in her heart.

"Since you are so strong, why are you hiding? Why don't you give yourself a good future?"

"Because I won't create additional needs for myself."

Some people die because their needs are too strong.

When you get something, you want more, and you want to be the only one who can't tolerate others.

You must roll up, even if you have already gained enough, you still have to roll up, you must trample others under your feet, and never stand up.

But others did not sit still and wait for death, which led to endless fighting and killing.

Tang Ping came to this world alone.

The only support, the final support, is the underground master who canonized by the local government.

He understands that the underground master is his only way to rise, and is the key to struggling in this alien world.

Even if you are just Shizhangtinghou now.

This alone is enough.

Unless you need materials or techniques for a breakthrough, come out and look for them.

Even when it comes to finding resources, he still has experience.

Just look at what you eat in front of you.

Even if someone tells himself that there is an opportunity and he can get ten times or even a hundred times the profit after overcoming the risks, he will not risk his life and fight with others to the death.

Originally, my rising channel was already so obvious, it was just a matter of doing it earlier or later.

Besides, the so-called relics and the so-called magical skills were all practiced by others. Such powerful people are dead, so when you think about it, they don’t feel that important anymore.

So I won’t take off my pants and fart, creating some needs that I can’t grasp.

"Don't add entities unless necessary."

"That's how it is..." Cui Yue murmured to herself. This sentence was like a revelation. The winner may not always be the winner. Then she smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Tang, I wish you good luck..."

Wow.

Cui Yue's soul was shattered, and this old friend Tang Ping had known since he was young disappeared.

There are no bloody heroes to save beauties, nor are beauties to throw themselves into their arms.

As time goes by, more and more people will eventually die.

The leaders in the human world are no exception. Maybe they have a chance to become ghosts and come to the lower world, or they have a chance to dissipate directly.

It is actually very difficult for people with cultivation skills to become ghosts naturally. They need unique ghost cultivation techniques or other conditions.

Perhaps this is the balance of heaven.

Tang Ping summoned twelve paper figures.

The paper man searches along the clues.

Black Wood Ghost definitely took all his belongings with him when he was defeated and fled.

Maybe some of it has been consumed, but there must be such things as exercises.

"Refining evil spirits..."

Tang Ping recited this method.

After the evil soul is the wandering god.

As a wandering god, Black Wood Ghost must have a way to refine evil spirits.

The soul body in the Wandering God stage is actually similar to that of a normal person, and can walk freely in the world.

Although it still weakens my own strength, it is at least much better than the evil spirits who can only enter the world on July 15th.

Finally, the paper man found a strange bag in a corner.

It is about the size of a palm, its mouth is tied with red rope, and it has strange patterns on its surface.

Tang Ping opened the bag and let his spiritual thoughts shine inside.

Sure enough, there are five cubic meters of space inside.

There are a lot of copper coins piled inside, as well as miscellaneous items.

A paper man found a storage bag, it should be Cui Yue's.

Tang Ping ignored the inspection, dealt with the traces, and returned to the underwater palace with a sudden thought.

The cloth bag on Black Wood Ghost should be a special kind of fur, but it actually has five cubic meters of space.

Next, he poured out all the debris and counted them one by one.

"A total of sixty-five thousand copper coins, spiritual grass, spiritual blood, spiritual medicine, and a number of weapons. It seems that we have been poor after a battle."

At this time, something in the corner attracted his attention.

This is a coat with only the upper body. It has goose-feather-like white feathers and is as light as nothing in the hand.

Putting on the coat, I suddenly felt a thin breeze three inches away from my body, giving me a light and fluttering feeling.

Expand the Dharma Eyes between the eyebrows, this is a positive power.

Could it be Yuren’s feathers?

In the eyes of the underground master, ghosts are generally cyan and mortals are generally red.

Tang Ping found that his whole body had turned red.

"Could it be a secret treasure that goes into and out of the underworld?"

Tang Ping said in surprise.

This thing is just right for me to go in and out of the world.

After all, once a year is too restrictive.

However, he also discovered a problem. Once a spell is released, there will always be loopholes somewhere.

When the wind from the world comes in, the consequences will be disastrous.

It seems that I can only go to explore the information, but there is nothing I can do.

"The Secret Technique of Taiyin Eating Evil!"

Finally, I found a wooden slip in the corner.

The wooden slips are tied with hemp ropes, and the six words "Secret Technique of Taiyin Food Evil" are written on the cover.

Tang Ping opened it and took a rough look at it for a while.

This is a book about the operation and techniques of absorbing evil spirit after the evil soul has absorbed the Yin energy.

On the ground is evil, which belongs to turbid air. In the sky, it is Gang, which belongs to pure air.

There are many types of evil spirits, and they are divided into fire, water, etc.

There are also grades within several categories.

The evil spirit rises and the patterns on the jade are divided into categories: the lowest grade is the turbid shapeless pattern, the lower grade is the animal pattern, the middle grade is the bird pattern, and the top grade is the dragon, phoenix, and lin pattern.

In addition to the method of refining evil spirits, there are also several spells such as ghost fire, blindness, and the spell of turning ghost bones into bodies.

Tang Ping didn't like these spells.

Cui Yue also has skills, one is similar to water control, one is about turning snakes into clothes, and there is also a secret method for burying shrimps and crabs.

The method of burying shrimps and crabs is a method to control aquariums and improve their culture.

"So good."

The harvest this time was extremely rich.

You, plus frogs, and the cost of raising aquariums.

It’s enough to last me ten years, more than enough to get through this storm.

In the next few days, many ghosts came to the vicinity of the banyan forest. They couldn't find any clues for a long time, and those people were never seen again.
To be continued...