God-level funeral system

"Santuchuan?" Seeing the plaque, an old man in a Chinese tunic muttered to himself.

His eyes are bright, his temples are slightly bulging, his breathing is long, and his body looks a little thin from the outside, but the muscles under his clothes are extremely strong, and he holds his head high and chest up, like a pine tree that cannot be blown down.

But if there are knowledgeable people present, it can be seen at a glance that this old man is very powerful, and he is definitely a martial arts master.

The old man's name is Qin Feifan, he is the chairman of Tianyuan Group, and he is also an innate warrior. He has lived for more than five hundred years, but now he is just a remnant soul.

He only remembered that he was attacked by an assassin sent by his old opponent and killed with a single palm. Originally, he would not have been dealt with so easily, but he did not expect that he would be poisoned.

And the person who poisoned him was his uneducated son. Just because he was kicked out of the family and coveted the company's property, he actually joined forces with the family's business rivals. It was really short-sighted.

The old man sighed. The biggest failure in his life was giving birth to such a son. If it weren't for Yue'er's flesh and blood, he would have been slapped to death long ago.

The only thing I can't let go of is my grandson, who is smart and smart. Although he is only 12 years old, he has already helped me manage the company. He is also very talented in martial arts. He has reached the strength of a warrior at a young age.

It's just that poor child who lost his mother at such a young age.

Now, without their own suppression, those "demons and ghosts" who have been spying on the company's location may act as demons again.

But when a person dies like a lamp goes out, what's the use of thinking so much here?

He glanced at the surrounding misty environment, this should be the world after death.

Knocking on the door of the only building in the fog, there would be Po Meng serving soup for me, or a jailer would arrest me. Over the past few hundred years, I have not been a bad person, but I can still be considered a dirty person. It’s bloody, and you’ve killed a lot of people, will you be dragged away to be punished?

Qin Feifei thought with interest, during this time, the door was slowly opened.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw a man with a golden mask and a robe with nine black dragons drawn on his face looking at him, with his hands behind his back, the imposing manner was so extraordinary that it even made him fearful and wanted to kneel down.

"May I ask your Excellency?" Qin Feifei didn't feel any aura from the other party, but the more this happened, it proved the other party's strength.

He held his fists and lowered his head to ask Zhang Chuan. The eyes under the golden mask were like aloof gods, making him look away.

"Yan Luo, you can call me Lord Yan."

A cold voice came from under the mask, without any emotion, and when it entered Qin Feifan's ears, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it seem insubstantial.

Hearing this, Qin Feifan lowered his head even lower, Yan Jun?That is a character in the mythology. When he was a child, he had already heard all kinds of folk tales.

And that Lord of Hell is the ruler of the underworld, who has appeared since ancient times.

Qin Feifei didn't dare to make a sound, sweat flowed from his forehead, he just felt his eyes sweep over his body, his hairs suddenly rose, and great terror emerged from his heart.

The strength of an innate warrior has no effect, and he is like a newborn baby, with nowhere to hide in front of the opponent.

After a while, a misty voice floated slowly.

"Do you have a wish that has not been fulfilled, or do you have any regrets?"

Trembling all over, Qin Feifei just wanted to answer no, he is an ordinary person, how dare he make a request, but then he thought again, his grandson might be made things difficult by the family, which made him twitch.

"I hope Lord Yan will show mercy. I also have a grandson who has not yet grown up. I want to see him one last time."

While speaking, he was about to kneel down towards Zhang Chuan, and his knees were lifted up by gentle force before they touched the ground.

Somewhat puzzled, he raised his head to look at those eyes, only to see that the eyes under the mask seemed to be pitiful, looking at him with pity.

"Just want to take a look at your grandson? Haven't you considered whether he will be bullied?"

Then Zhang Chuan's benevolent eyes suddenly turned, sharp eyes, like a sharp sword stabbing at Qin Feifei who lowered his head.

"Have you ever thought that without you, many people would attack him, after all, he is still a 12-year-old child."

He had a hint and walked up to Qin Feifan.

Qin Feifei clenched his fists, his body tensed, his face trembled uncontrollably, a puff of air was stuck in his throat, and the dry air made it difficult for him to speak.

But what about being angry?I am just a soul, I can't do anything, the name of Chairman Tian Yuan and the strength of the innate warrior are also in the past, and I can't play any role in this darkness.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhang Chuan was going to add another fire.

"As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts. If you are willing to pay some incense money, I have a way to keep your grandson safe for the time being."

He suddenly raised his head and stared into Zhang Chuan's eyes. He didn't even care about the cold feeling and asked him quickly.

"Dare to ask Yan Jun what method, I don't know if 5 million is feasible?"

Qin Feifei tentatively said to Zhang Chuan.

5 million!? I heard it right, minus half, wouldn't that be 2.5 million!

Feeling dizzy in his head, Zhang Chuan quickly supported the wooden cabinet next to him and stabilized his body, as if he was dreaming.

You can't panic, you must be calm, calm.It's only 2.5 million. Are you the kind of person who has an eye for money?

A cup of tea slowly appeared in front of Qin Feifan, and a chair appeared behind him.

"sit!"

Taking the lead in pressing Qin Feifei on the chair, Zhang Chuan quickly took out a panel, which is not to be neglected by a big client.

"I'm going to talk to you about this, aren't you an innate warrior? If you have a stronger and more mysterious background, those who are hostile to you may not dare to act rashly."

Nodding his head, Qin Feifei took a sip of the tea, which had no taste, as if he was drinking plain water, but he enjoyed it very much. This is the tea bestowed by the gods, and it must have magical effects. He felt that his spirit was lifted .

However, how could Zhang Chuan's tea have any effect? ​​One dollar can buy several catties, and it was still out of date. He found a little in the store, and now he used it to entertain his distinguished guests.

"And those who are stronger than innate warriors are the great masters, and even martial saints, and the realm of martial gods."

The tea moistened his throat, and Qin Feifei nodded in agreement, but what does this have to do with him?

He can't get in touch with the Grand Master, let alone Martial Saints and Martial Gods. They are the characters who can guard the blue star, and the mythical characters who can turn the world upside down with a wave of their hands only exist in the biographies.

"What if I can let Grandmaster, even Martial Saint, Martial God mourn for you, in front of your tomb?"

"what!"

Qin Feifei's hand trembled, and the tea almost fell down, but he stabilized it in time and looked at Zhang Chuan.

His breathing was a little short, Grandmaster, Martial Saint, and even Martial God!This is simply impossible.

You know, asking a master-level expert to make a move requires not only money, but also the reputation of contacts, otherwise no matter how much money you pay, it will be useless.

Moreover, to make such an expert look down and mourn in front of his own grave, if he were himself, he would never do it anyway. Without him, at this level, sometimes dignity is more important than his own life .

That is a person who can guard a country alone, a master at the level of a country, let alone him, even if the person in power comes, I am afraid that he will not be able to move.

If any country produces a master, other countries will be afraid of three points.

After all, a master master who refines Qi to transform into a god, and whose lifespan has been raised to a thousand years, can be called a land god, and it is no problem to travel thousands of miles a day.The body is anti-missile, and there is no need to breathe in a vacuum, which is a piece of cake.

It wasn't until he felt the cold air under Zhang Chuan's Nine Nethernesses that he suddenly came back to his senses.He is the fairy god in the legend, so this kind of thing can be done naturally.

Hastily bowed to Zhang Chuan, "Please also ask Yan Jun to teach me."

If people like that really mourn themselves, they will definitely be able to deter their opponents, even if it is only for a while, they can also keep their grandchildren safe for a long time.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, but 5 million can only invite the grand master to appear on the stage. At most, I can present you with a bouquet of flowers. If you give more, you can let him cry in front of your grave, bow for you, or even kneel down and call you daddy." OK."

"Ah, this..." Hearing this, Qin Feifan was shocked. This kind of thing would have been unthinkable in the past.

"Dare to ask Yan Jun, how much incense is needed, as long as I can get it, I will definitely offer it all."

"Well, let me calculate, if you cry, it will cost 1000 million, no, 5 million. If you kneel down and call me daddy, uh, it will cost 100 billion."

A sip of tea suddenly spewed out, and Qin Feifan's face changed drastically when he heard Zhang Chuan, who was speaking loudly from the lion.

"Yan Jun, just give me the mourning set meal. I don't have much liquid funds, and I can't take out any more."

Looking at Qin Feifan with a mournful face, as if his parents were dead, Zhang Chuan touched his chin, thinking that this old boy is not fooling himself, but he saw from the panel that the chairman of Tianyuan Group would only this money?

But after that, no matter what Zhang Chuan said, Qin Feifei didn't open his mouth in a daze. In desperation, he could only stop.

I earned an extra 2.5 million yuan, wouldn't I earn 3 million yuan if I rounded it up?It's so beautiful!