Journey to the West: Reform of the Underworld and the Start of Developing the Internet

Wang Fei was stunned. Can the Soul Binding business be expanded in this way?

The idea is good, but everyone's strength really doesn't allow it.

There is a reason why the performance ranks last every time.

"Boss, isn't this a bit too risky?"Wang Fei's tone was quite weak.

Most of the fierce ghosts active in the earthly world have cultivation skills and are quite difficult to deal with.

The power of the underworld has been sluggish in recent years, and many ghost kings in the world don't take them seriously.

If they dare to go to the ghost king's territory in the wild to catch ghosts, they may lose their lives.

"You coward, have you wasted all that incense?" Bai Wuchang was furious.

"I have already discussed it with Big Brother Hei Wuchang next door. Let's act together now. What's there to be afraid of?"

"The performance settlement day is coming soon. If our team doesn't work hard to improve its performance, we will really have nothing to eat."

Hearing this, the ghost officials looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay to have a big thigh to hug.

The Black Impermanence next door is a ruthless man who can catch the ghost king. They are not comparable to the low-level ghost officials.

White Impermanence snorted coldly and ended the meeting.

Picking up the phone, Xie Bian quickly joined the group chat called"The Third Team of Black and White Impermanence Catching Ghosts".

She came a little late, and finally climbed onto the edge of the table, only to hear her big brother Black Impermanence seriously describing the deployment of the ghost catching operation.

"In order to solve the dilemma of the gradually insufficient manpower in the underworld, His Majesty the King of Hell has personally issued an order, ordering us soul-catching messengers to begin clearing out the ghost markets and ghost domains in the human world!"

"Taking into account the low strength of some colleagues, in order to avoid large-scale losses of ghosts, I will temporarily lead you to carry out the soul-binding work. Is there any problem?"As soon as the voice fell, Xie Bian at the end of the round table hurriedly raised his pink hands and shouted with the surrounding rookies:"Everything is up to the boss Hei Wuchang, and we must resolutely obey the organization's arrangements!!"

The underworld is short of ghosts, and all the Yamas are eager to increase production.

The same is true for the first-tier contractors of mobile phone production.

There is no shortage of incense, but no ghosts can be recruited at all, facing an increasingly hungry market.

Naturally, all the pressure is concentrated on the Soul Binding Division, and an operation to eliminate gangsters and evil is inevitable.

The ten major Yin Shuais jointly acted, leading each team with their own ghost-catching weapons, and passed through the gates of hell under the expectant eyes of many factory owners.

"My goodness, is our underworld going to go to war with the West? The commotion today is quite big." A ghost stopped and exclaimed. The ghost next to him sneered:"You don't understand this? Mobile phone factories are now short of ghosts, and the underworld is going to capture strong men. I heard that the ghosts in the 18 levels of hell are not given incense when they go to work!"

"Oh my god, is it so miserable?"

"Of course! Those bad guys taking incense is just a waste!"

The ghost was talking proudly, and his words showed the superiority of the ghost nobility.

"Since you know that the processing plant is short of ghosts, why are you still chatting here? Why don't you go to work quickly? What are you still dawdling for?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, and the two ghosts stopped talking instantly. They cursed Zhou Paopi in their hearts, but their steps were running fast, and they dared not stay in the same place.

The original laxity of the underworld has long gone under the stimulation of incense, and the various mobile phone foundries are working day and night.

It looks like a black factory!

……

In the eastern part of Nanzhanbuzhou, there is a small country called: Luosha!

Ugliness is considered beautiful here, the government is in chaos, and the world is upside down.

Birds don’t know it’s a chicken, and horse owners don’t know it’s a donkey.

Until a demon cultivator came here!

It is said that the ancestor of the bone demon broke through the earth immortal, and his heart of turning evil back to the right path has not stopped.

Since he realized the many benefits of killing demons to cultivate blessings and merits, he feels more and more that his choice is quite correct. It’s even a bit addictive and can’t stop.

The evil people in Dongsheng Shenzhou have been slaughtered over and over again by the major sects, and the industry’s internal circulation is not good.

He also set his sights on other places.

Just when he was going to continue to brush merits, an unexpected call came in...

Outside the Luosha country, Xie Bian brought his team of ghost messengers to the designated location for deployment!

Resentment was soaring, evil ghosts were wailing and roaring, and there was a tendency to turn into a ghost domain.

It can be basically determined that there are many living people in the entire Luosha country.

""Boss, is this a place we can come to?" Wang Fei felt his calves trembling.

Zhang Feng kept shrinking his body:"Or should we retreat quickly? There must be more than one ghost king with such heavy resentment."

"What are you afraid of?"

Xie Bian straightened his flat chest, trying to show his fearlessness.

However, he looked at his partner with a guilty look:"Lao Fan, what do you say?"

"I will follow the arrangements from above!" said Hei Wuchang Fan Wujiu expressionlessly.:

"The ghosts outside are not strong, they are just more in number. We should be careful and we should be able to save our lives."

Bai Wuchang adjusted his tall hat, comforted himself by taking out the killing stick, and said sternly:"Did you hear me? Did you hear me? Fan Ye said that everything in front of us is a paper tiger."

Wang Fei:"……"

Zhang Feng:"……"

Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu:"……"

As the team chattered, they saw their leader Hei Wuchang and an old man slowly approaching from a distance.

Behind them, the ghost kings tied with chains were being led by the ghost officers.

This, this, this...

The ghost officers squatting in the bushes had their eyes widened and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

All they could see were ghost kings. How many merits did they have?

How much incense could they earn?

Is this the strength of a top ghost catching team?

""Brother, how did you do this?" Xie Bian was shocked.

Xie Bian knew that his elder brother was strong, but was it a bit too exaggerated to fight one against a hundred?

"How to do it depends on your strength!"

The team leader Hei Wuchang smiled, looked at the old man beside him and added:"Of course, the help of fellow Daoist Bone Demon is also indispensable, so that these evil spirits can be captured successfully."

"When I report to the King of Hell, I will certainly have to report my achievements."

The Bone Demon Ancestor nodded with a smile on his face and said modestly:"I just happened to pass by and did it casually!"

"It's not worth the credit, it's not worth it!"

What a coincidence!

What a casual act!

Xie Bian opened her mouth wide, her eyes wandering suspiciously between her brother and the old man in front of her.

At this moment, she felt that she had completely understood the truth about her brother's rapid promotion.

Good guy, really good guy.

Just ask for external help and wait for the ghost king to come, right?

Even Fan Wujiu, who always had a blank expression on his face, had a very wonderful face at this moment.

A small heart, a big shock.

Soul arrest, can it be operated like this?