"Don't be like some people, who dig a mine and grind away."

“he~tui!’

Then a group of miners looked at the ghost baby with contemptuous expressions.

The ghost baby lowered his head in embarrassment.

8=('o'*))) Alas.

I wish I, the Holy Son of the Ghost Cult, had fallen into such a situation.

Of course, he is not the worst.

The worst one is Venerable Guizhu.

At this time, he walked towards a group of miners in disgrace.

As soon as the miners saw him, their expressions changed drastically: "Gungungun, you go somewhere else to cause trouble.'

"It's just that I didn't realize you were a broomstick earlier."

"That's right, broom spirit!'

"Whoever digs with you will be in trouble!"

Venerable Guizhu had a bitter look on his face, lowered his head and walked tremblingly towards the other group of miners.

“Ahem, what do you mean?’

"What hatred, what resentment? Don't come to us!"

"Yes, yes, we still want to survive~"

Venerable Guizhu is depressed.

No matter where he goes, everyone is afraid to avoid him.

Ever since he went to Redemption Cliff and started mining.

Then I discovered that no matter how much I dug, I would never see a piece of ore.

I finally dug a piece, but it collapsed.

It only took ten days to dig.

I dug six mines myself.

I didn't find any ore at all.

Strangely enough, all the miners with him died.

As long as I am still alive, my life is tough.

Therefore, when other miners saw him, it was like seeing the King of Hell.

Working with him is really life-threatening!

Venerable Guizhu vaguely guessed that the reason why he was so unlucky may be related to the backlash of the 'Swallowing Star Formation' last time. All his luck was sucked away by the half of the Winged Fire Serpent Constellation.

In the end, it was all cheaper than Sesshoji.

Since then, I seem to have become more and more unlucky.

He found no one to take him in.

He lowered his head and walked to the corner very lonely.
Chapter completed!