Fang Zhai, Qingsui, with ten wandering spirits and two young wandering spirits, one male and one female, stood in front of Fang Chen with a respectful expression.

"Everyone, Mr. Fang will be your master from now on, and you will be the guardian of Fang House. You don't need to teach me what to do, right?"

Qingsui said in a deep voice.

"I'll wait to see you, sir!"

The ten wandering souls knelt on one knee. Both their movements and sounds were uniform. It was obvious that they were well-trained when they were alive.

"Are they all soldiers trained by you?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Exactly."

Qingsui nodded quickly and asked cautiously: "Are you satisfied, sir? They were all selected according to your requirements."

"Not bad. I have led troops before. I can see that you have put in a lot of effort."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

These words immediately shocked Qingsui and the ten wandering spirits.

"No wonder your Excellency was willing to take over this business for the price of one Yin Shou coin..."

A wry smile appeared on Qingsui's face.

He finally understood why when he saw Fang Chen, he could read a hint of intimacy in his eyes.

I thought it was just an illusion, but now I finally understand why.

If he hadn't been entangled by this feeling at that time, he wouldn't have dared to step forward and disturb her.

The ten wandering souls secretly looked at each other, a touch of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"What are your names?"

Fang Chen looked at the two little wandering souls.

The little wandering soul seemed a little cautious, and the older boy whispered:

"Sir, my name is Fang Yuan, and my sister's name is Fang Xi."

"Two brothers and sisters? We are still my family. You will live here from now on and be responsible for cleaning the house and doing some chores. No problem, right?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Fang Yuan nodded quickly: "No problem, please don't worry, adults. In the past, my sister and I would clean up by ourselves when my parents were not at home."

"Where are your parents?"

Fang Chen asked.

Fang Yuan's eyes dimmed, "Dead, in the hands of the Yin demon."

Qingsui whispered: "Sir, their parents were once in the Yin Demon Division. They were unfortunately killed when they went out to fight against the Yin Demon a few years ago. I think they are quite sensible, so I thought I would just buy them to serve you."

Fang Chen nodded lightly, and then changed the topic: "I heard that in Youbu City, there are many wandering souls and wandering ghosts who are worshiping the spiritual gods?"

Qingsui smiled and said, "Yes, the spiritual god is quite efficacious, and there are many believers of the spiritual god during his lifetime.

Not to mention 30%, but at least 20% of the wandering souls in Youbang City believe in spiritual gods. They think that worshiping spiritual gods will hopefully lead to reincarnation."

"Is this spiritual god still so effective in the underworld?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Qing Sui thought for a while and then said: "I don't know whether the spiritual gods are effective in the underworld. I only know that believers who worship the spiritual gods will help each other. In this way, a powerful force has been formed."

After a pause, he glanced at Fang Chen: "The previous person named Ma Zouyin is also a believer in the spiritual god."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

Qingsui hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Sir, I heard that there are many spiritual god believers in other cities, and some of them... have very high official positions. It is even rumored that some people in Shangjing... believe..."

"It seems that this spiritual god is really efficacious. I don't know where I can pay my respects."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Sir, you also want to worship the spiritual gods? There are hundreds of large and small spiritual temples in Youbang City, and there is one just next door.

If you want to go, sir, I can lead the way."

Qingsui said.

"Go and have a look."

Fang Chen nodded.

Not long after, a group of people walked through the streets and alleys and came to a temple. At this moment, many wandering souls were coming in and out.

Fang Chen and others followed the flow of people into the temple and saw a statue of a god placed in a large hall in the distance.

"Why do the spiritual statues have no faces?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

Qingsui said in surprise: "Sir, this spiritual god has always had no appearance."

"Sir, you also want to come and worship the spiritual god? Then you must worship sincerely. The spiritual god will eventually appear."

An old man passed by Fang Chen and smiled after hearing his conversation with Qing Sui.

Then he was seen walking into the main hall with a respectful look on his face, kneeling down in front of the statue of the spiritual god and worshiping sincerely.

During this period, a ray of Yin Qi from his body continued to submerge into the statue.

The same goes for other believers.

Before, Fang Chen would have thought that what he saw was the power of incense, but now he thought about it carefully.

Isn’t the so-called incense just cause and effect?

"Let's go."

Fang Chen turned and left.

Qingsui was secretly surprised. Why didn't he even enter the Spiritual God Temple when he came here? Did he come here specifically to see the Spiritual God Statue?

"You guys go back for now. I'm going to go somewhere else, so there's no need to follow me."

Passing by the mansion, Fang Chen gave an explanation and walked away alone.

Before anyone could react, his figure had disappeared inexplicably.

In front of the Wangchuan River.

Fang Chen silently recalled the land of Daxia in his heart, and suddenly saw an arch bridge crossing the empty Wangchuan River, appearing in front of Fang Chen.

"This ability should be given by the Yin Lord armor."

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

Ever since he received the imperial seal, there was inexplicably more information in his mind.

After stepping on the arch bridge and walking about a hundred feet, I saw a city looming.

There are also some wandering souls walking with him on the bridge. Some of these wandering souls are pale and seem to be unable to accept the fact that they are dead. Some are chatting excitedly with the people they miss, and they don't seem to be afraid of death.

Fang Chen turned his head and looked around. The road he came from was gone. He saw the Huangquan Road, but it was not the one leading to Youbang City.

All kinds of things in the underworld are quite mysterious.

Not long after, Fang Chen stopped at the gate of the city. There were three large gilded characters written on this rather shabby-looking city:

Baiyue City.

"You, are you God Fang Jun?"

Suddenly, a wandering soul stopped and looked at Fang Chen, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

This wandering spirit looked to be seventy or eighty years old, and there was a middle-aged wandering spirit standing next to him, who should be his son.

"Who is the old man?"

Fang Chen looked at the wandering old man.

"Really, it's really Fang Junshen... How come you are here? You shouldn't be..."

The wandering old man was lost and muttering to himself.

"Dad, we may have recognized the wrong person. I heard that Fang Junshen has already become an immortal. How could he appear in the underworld?"

The middle-aged wandering soul next to him whispered comfort, "Let's go to the city first. Mom has been waiting for you for many years, don't keep her waiting any longer."

"Yes, I must have recognized the wrong person. I'm sorry."

The old wandering soul came back to his senses, bowed with a wry smile, and then followed the middle-aged wandering soul into Baiyue City.

"He should have been a citizen of Daxia Kyoto during his lifetime, but he went to the right place."

Fang Chen was thoughtful, and then walked towards the city, but when he was at the gate of the city, he was stopped by a city guard.

The city guard stared at Fang Chen in surprise for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Your surname is Fang?"

"You are Xia Yu's personal attendant."
Chapter completed!