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

It's not that Liu Jun's knees are weak.

It's just that he wants to make progress too much!

Let's put other things aside for now, but working in a factory and enjoying all the treatment of normal employees is too important to him.

As a prisoner in the eighteen levels of hell, he doesn't even have the slightest guarantee of basic human rights in the underworld.

Well, there has never been such a thing as human rights in the underworld.

However, the various experiences in the underworld in recent months have made Liu Jun deeply feel that he is being used as consumables. The underworld is indifferent to his life or death.

The hardest and most tiring work in the factory is always done by these prisoners.

Day and night, over and over again, never stopping!

Although ordinary employees also work in the factory, they can not only receive a lot of incense to nourish their souls and bodies and improve their strength every day, but their positions can also be quickly promoted.

The strong contrast makes Liu Jun want to make progress all the time!

At present, this is his only chance to turn things around, and he will never let it be missed.

"Very good, my underworld is in need of ghosts like you who know how to adapt to the times!"

""Here! This is the script. Read it first. If you don't understand something, you can ask me later."

Ma San took out a thin booklet, and Liu Jun quickly took it and read it carefully.

After a while, he closed the booklet, and Liu Jun's face was complicated.

The script... is written in great detail!

"What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand?"Zhang San asked

"No, no!"

Liu Jun quickly shook his head,"I just feel that this script is somewhat familiar.……"

It cannot be said that this script is very similar to his last experience before his death, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.

"Very good! If you are familiar with it, I can avoid talking too much and the success rate will be higher."

Finally, Ma San handed over a brand new mobile phone and asked Liu Jun to complete the authentication. He also reminded him:"Remember, you only have one chance."

""Understood!"

Liu Jun nodded carefully.

With Liu Jun's agreement, Xie Bian saw Zhang San raised his hands and clapped twice.

The ghost officials who were busy just now quickly gathered and cleaned the whole room.

All traces of Yin Qi were wiped out, and the walls were painted white, making the whole room look brighter.

Zhang San even took out a rope magic weapon from somewhere and tied Liu Jun to the chair tightly.

"Are the teams ready?"

While speaking, Zhang San wiped his face, and the ghost changed his appearance. He had a ditch nose, a big beard, a scar on his face, and a strong body. He looked like a hero who was active in the mountains.

"No problem, boss!"

"Don't worry, we are very experienced."

"When Fu Tu was alive, he was a great man. My entire department has been keeping him under surveillance for a whole month, which is considered giving him face."

"We were just testing the waters before. Once we catch this ghost king, our business will be upgraded."

Zhang San put his index finger to his mouth, and the whole audience fell silent.

Xie Bian looked at him with a sense of awe, but he also covered his mouth with his hand.

Zhang San came behind Liu Jun, put an axe horizontally under his neck, and signaled that it was time to start.

Liu Jun was stared at by the ghosts in the room, and his throat rolled unconsciously, and he took two deep breaths.

Then he dialed the phone.

……

Dongsheng Shenzhou, White Bone Stream.

The old Buddhist ancestor, whose body is full of evil spirits and blood, is sitting cross-legged in a cave to recuperate. The surging momentum makes the whole valley occasionally filled with gusts of cold wind.

A large number of ghost soldiers are patrolling back and forth in the mountains and forests, and no insects or birds can get close.

After the battle with the disciples of Taiqing Palace, the entire Liu family was almost wiped out.

But, so what?

Even after death, his Liu family can still continue to grow bigger and stronger!!

Through a lot of killing, sucking blood, and devouring dead souls, even if the old Buddhist ancestor turned to ghost cultivation, his cultivation level is also increasing rapidly.

The White Bone Stream was originally a treasure land for ghost cultivation with extremely heavy yin energy. Not long ago, the old Buddhist ancestor and the masters of the clan gathered the ghosts of the family members scattered all over the place and directly occupied this place.

"The time is almost up. The blood food and the number of dead souls have been consumed. It is time to go out and find a new place for cultivation!"

Although Fu Tu Patriarch was reluctant to give up the good cultivation environment at present, he had to do so.

Due to the list of good and evil made by the underworld, the practitioners in Dongsheng Shenzhou who have just entered the magic path or are about to enter the magic path have almost all their attribute points on escape. The original"sitting bandit" development model of the magic path has no room for development when encountering the good and evil list that is updated from time to time.

The cultivators of the magic path have also begun to gradually develop towards the"roving bandit" mode.

Therefore, although the White Bone Stream is a treasure land suitable for ghost cultivation, Fu Tu Patriarch has never thought of living here for a long time.

Just at this time, the mobile phone in the storage bag suddenly vibrated.

Fu Tu Patriarch frowned slightly. Who can call him at this time?

As a thorough magic cultivator, even if he turns into a ghost after death, he is still running wildly on this road of no return. How can he use a mobile phone frequently?

Everyone should use the immortal machine!

Safe, hidden, and reassuring to use.

As for the underworld mobile phone... Ha bah!

What the hell!

After hesitating, Fu Tu Patriarch still answered the phone!

"Grandpa, Grandpa, help me!"

"Woo woo woo……"

"Stop howling like that!"

Zhang San slapped Liu Jun hard in the face. He even grabbed Liu Jun's long hair and pressed his face against the screen:"Listen, old man on the other side, your grandson is in my hands. If you don't want him to be completely destroyed, transfer 100 million incense sticks to me within seven days."

Fu Tu Patriarch:"……"

Damn it!!

In this day and age, do demon cultivators really have so little face?

They are threatened every other day.

Is there any justice in the Three Realms?

Don’t the young people nowadays know how powerful the demons are?

He asked for 1 billion yuan right away.

How dare he!

The face of the old Fu Tu was gloomy, and he was so angry that he almost fumed.

No wonder he had searched the entire Yicheng several times before, but couldn’t find any trace of his grandson.

It turned out that he was kidnapped by someone.

Damn!

Wait, is this a trick?

The old Fu Tu narrowed his eyes, staring at every detail on the screen, and suddenly laughed:"Are you ghosts from the underworld pretending to be ghosts?"

"Speaking of my phone number, I never remember telling anyone except the underworld."

Although the life of my grandson is precious, it is obviously not worth it when compared with the lives of my own family.

How could he step on the same pit twice?

Moreover, it is such a bug that cannot be ignored.

"Grandpa, you are old and confused!"

"Mobile phone communications push notifications to people you may know every day!!"

"These people are simply habitual criminals. They have extorted and kidnapped many people, and they even didn't let a ghost like me go!"

"Grandpa, you must save me! Wuuwuwu!!"