I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Ju Mang's eyes when he looked at Qin Shu suddenly became even more strange. Did a human have an acquaintance in the ghost world?

He wouldn't believe it if anyone said it, but it was Xie Shiyuan who said it, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

He thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.

He's like this, so what if he can't go or not? Can it get worse than it is now?

"Forget it, I'll be waiting for you in Fengdu in three days." Gou Mang said.

Qin Shu was not idle, and immediately wrote a letter to the King of Hell and Judge Cui, repeatedly assuring that although Gou Mang was an evil spirit, he had never done evil, and he also protected the land of Nanzhou, which was considered a great meritorious deed.

Judge Cui wrote a line of words on the scroll and issued the decree, and the matter was considered completed.

Qin Shu quickly sent a message to her ancestor and asked them to come and respond.

Taoist Pian Xuantian was rebellious. Qin Shu asked him to go, but he refused to go.

"Who is worthy of being picked up personally by me?"

Qin Shu listened to her ancestor's voice. Although she was helpless, she was not surprised.

"Master, he is the same kind of person as you, and he also wants to use the power of wish to ascend. Maybe you can communicate." Qin Shu politely advised.

Taoist Xuantian sneered after hearing her words, and said: "Communicate? What else is there to communicate with? If the ascension channel is not opened for a day, everyone will not be able to ascend, so what's the use of talking."

Qin Shu: "..."

What he said seemed to make sense, and for a moment I didn't know how to persuade him.

Qin Shu thought about it for a long time, and finally said, "He has a good drinking capacity."

Taoist Xuantian: "?"

"That's fine. I'll pick him up personally in three days."

Qin Shu pursed her lips and tried hard to restrain the raised corners of her lips.

The voice of Taoist Xuantian came from the jade slip again, "It's not because of drinking. The main reason is that people always need to have relationships in this world, and I also care about your face."

Qin Shu: "..."

Although what you said makes some sense, there is actually no need to explain it too much, everyone understands it.

Of course, she really didn't know whether Jumang knew how to drink.

Qin Shu pursed her lips and thought silently in her heart. She had lived a long time, and even if she didn't know how to drink, she should be able to metabolize it quickly with such a high level of cultivation.

She knew that her ancestor could only drink a few sips of wine, but the King of Hell and Judge Cui were busier than the other.

It's not that the Patriarch was afraid of delaying other people's official duties. The main reason was that every time he went there, he would always be caught. He had to work for those two white men day by day.

Qin Shu put away the jade slip and gave Xie Shiyuan an OK gesture.

I am afraid that only Xie Shiyuan in the entire world of cultivators could understand this gesture. A smile appeared in his eyes, and he heard him ask: "How is it? Master, did you agree?"

Qin Shu smiled and nodded, "Of course I agreed."

After Qin Shu said this, she thought of something, raised her eyes to look at Xie Shiyuan and asked, "Master just likes to drink a little wine, can Ju Mang...can handle it?"

Xie Shiyuan laughed, "No need to worry about him."

Qin Shu felt relieved and followed Xie Shiyuan to help the elves and dwarves settle down and set up formations.

After busy playing, it’s time for the three-day appointment.

When they came to the ghost world again, not only did Xie Shiyuan get used to it, but even the ghost messengers ferrying by the Wangchuan River were used to seeing them.

"Prince Qin, are you bringing your Taoist companions to visit your relatives again?" Everyone knew that Qin Shu had a good temper, and these ghosts would always talk to her when they met her.

When Qin Shu heard their names, she went from being "horrified" at the beginning to becoming accustomed to them now.

She sat cross-legged in the cabin, listening to the sound of the oars in her ears, and responded softly, "Well, I have something to do, and I'm here to visit my relatives."

After hearing this, the ghost messenger smiled and said with some envy: "It's better for you to feel comfortable. You can come and go in the world of immortals and ghosts at will. If it were an ordinary person who came so frequently, the ghost aura would definitely damage the foundation. "

When Qin Shu first came here, senior brother Wen Chi had reminded her, but then she came a few times and found that it had no effect, so she gradually let herself go.

Seeing that Qin Shu didn't answer, Gui Cha thought for a while and then continued: "King Qin, can you please...please do something...hehe..."

After hearing this, Qin Shu glanced at him and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

When Gui Cha heard Qin Shu ask, he paused in rowing, raised his hand and dug into the storage bag.

After a while, he took out a hairpin and handed it to Qin Shu. Qin Shu raised her eyebrows and said, "What? Do you still have an unfinished love in the mortal world? Do you want me to deliver a message for you?"

The ghost laughed and said, "No way, I've been dead for many years, and I don't even remember how long I've been rowing here."

Qin Shu's eyes fell on the hairpin in his hand again, then she looked up at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

The ghost replied: "You may not believe it, but I picked up this hairpin from the shore. I looked at it and it looked like a magic weapon, and it was of a high level. But you also know that we ghost cultivators use Without these things, they won’t fetch much in the ghost world. If you can help me, we can share the resources in exchange, do you think it’s feasible? I just want some will power... Sigh.”

After hearing this, Qin Shu raised her hand and took the hairpin from his hand. As soon as she got it, her expression suddenly changed.

It seems that he is right, this hairpin is indeed not low level, at least it is above Taoist tools.

She played with the hairpin in her hand, feeling a strong sense of familiarity in her heart for some reason.

She suppressed the familiarity and said to the ghost in front of her: "You said you picked it up. What if the owner comes looking for it? Will my reputation be ruined?"

The ghost shook his head repeatedly, "To be honest, I didn't pick it up, but I dug it out. When I saw it, it was stuck diagonally in a stone. I used a stone to smash the stone that wrapped it, and then I got the hairpin."

He thought for a while, then lowered his voice and told Qin Shu: "You may not believe it, but I heard that there is a small world at the end of Wangchuan, which is extremely dangerous, so few of us ghost cultivators usually go there to die. I thought about it for a long time. , and finally guessed that this hairpin must have come from that small world. "

Qin Shu closed her eyes, hid all her thoughts, and asked in a low voice: "You gave me this thing, aren't you afraid that I will take it and deny it?"

The ghost laughed, "How can it be possible? I have been here for countless years, and I have seen countless people. I also have my own way of judging people. You are not the kind of person who will refuse to pay. I will give you this hairpin, and I will feel relieved."

Qin Shu heard what he said, chuckled, and glanced at him, "Since you said so, I can't cheat you. So, I think this hairpin is quite suitable for my eyes. If you sell it to me, I will give you 80,000 wish stones. What do you think?"