Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Fifty miles ahead of Kanling, there is a Yunxiao Station.

If Lin Fan took the Yunxiao Car to the Nine Nether Snake Foot, he would also get off here.

The construction of the stations is basically the same, except for the wide area side, which has some advertisements to promote various money-making projects, the rest of the Yunxiao stations are very simple.

The gate machine, and then the trial-taker who is responsible for writing down the address, etc.

Today, they welcomed a special customer.

A barnacle only one inch in size was wriggling into the station.

At the door, the trial participants are responsible for sweeping the floor, and greeting customers is done by the weird ones.

The one in charge of welcoming people here is a bald man with skeletal feet and arms covered with hideous muscles.

It first sensed the customer entering, then waited at the entrance for a long time, nodding and bowing, but did not notice the other party.

Feeling extremely puzzled, it could only vent its anger on the trial-taker.

"Sweep carefully! If there is even a speck of dust, I will make you pay for it!"

The trial-taker remained calm, secretly cursing the guy for being crazy.

He has been sweeping the floor here for a long time. The trial rules here are different. As long as you sweep up the garbage, you can increase the reward for passing the level.

But on the other hand, if there is garbage, there is only one word: death.

So he did not miss any corner.

After listening to its curse, the trial-taker put down the broom in his hand.

"I'm done scanning, let's check out."

"Damn you, kid."

The bald guy has long disliked this group of people.

They didn't know when it started, but they began to hear that there were human camps in Guangyu and Xiangyu, recruiting contractors.

As a result, these cowardly humans began to enter the scene for trials without fear, just to earn money to go to Xiangyu or Guangyu.

Like the one in front of you, he has been in and out many times and got a lot of ghost money from it.

The most unbearable thing is humans making money.

Or take the ghost money from it.

So every time it checks, it will be extremely careful.

But today...

No need to be careful.

It pointed at the inch-sized barnacle on the ground and sneered:

“You didn’t clean it.”

The trial participant's face turned pale, and his head was buzzing as he looked at the barnacle.

There is no way he could have left behind such a huge piece of trash.

Unless it was done on purpose!

"We said that we'll split the money we get 50-50. You can't do anything bad!"

The trial-taker was anxious, but the bald man enjoyed his panicked look.

"What a shame, it's true that I didn't put it there, it's just that you didn't sweep the garbage clean enough!"

"this…"

The trial-taker's heart seemed to be grasped by the god of death. He fell to his knees with a thud, and his mind began to wander, reviewing his imperfect life.

"Tell me, who is trash?"

"Who else could it be? It's that small and looks like a barnacle."

The bald man answered subconsciously, and then suddenly felt that the voice was wrong and it was not made by the trial-taker.

One man and one ghost looked in the direction of the voice.

The source of the sound was the barnacle.

The bald man's face froze, and it was his turn to feel confused.

This little gadget...

"Say it again, who is trash."

"You...are not—"

The bald man subconsciously said the word "you", but quickly reacted and tried to regain his respect for the customer.

But I found that I couldn't speak anymore.

In other words, I no longer exist.

The barnacle, which was originally only an inch in size, suddenly grew a pair of strong arms and slapped hard.

The bald head immediately shattered into blood foam all over the ground.

Some of the minced meat was also scattered on the trial-taker's body, painting his pale face red.

The hands retracted again and turned into a small barnacle.

At this moment, there was no strange person in the station, and no one dared to ignore this little barnacle.

Because of the power it had exploded before...

The owners of the station have been alarmed!

……

"I don't want to argue with him. He came to me to cause trouble. What's the point of you telling me?"

The man in black suit was furious and accused Master Xue of helping outsiders instead of his relatives.

The old driver is an outsider after all.

And I, the one in the black suit, am your ally!

Putting aside the fact that I am wearing the bracelet of the Rule of Eternal Night, can you just forget the feelings between us so easily?

The man in the black suit is very sad and has no one to turn to. This is probably what it means to be in such a situation.

Master Xue was drinking tea without interrupting his emo moment.

Although Lin Fan was very anxious, Master Xue understood that if he insisted on asking questions quickly, the man in black suit would become even more anxious, feeling disrespected and might even walk away.

As a broken way, it is the most arrogant in the wide area.

Even more arrogant than destroying a city.

Treat it like this and wait a while no matter how urgent it is.

The man in the black suit watched his little enemy being led away by the old driver, and wondered whether he should burn him with fire.

But after thinking about it, I forgot about it.

Human beings can only live for a few decades. Instead of taking action, it is better to wait until he dies. After all, it is never a loss to wait and see.

After the anger subsided, it was very cold and ruthless, just like a lonely person saying:

"What do you want from me?"

Mr. Xue handed over the text message.

Unlike Shadow, Tuxedo is literate.

In order to facilitate its quantum reading, Master Xue explained the following contents.

This saves time.

Basically, a strong man appeared and injured the general, and at the same time, the general had some mental problems.

He was originally nonchalant, and his expression gradually became solemn, trying to imitate the proud black dress of me.

It recalls...

Not long ago, a violent aura suddenly appeared in a wide area.

For some reason, I ignored the information that I had obtained in exchange for millions of ghost money.

I just knew that the old driver had nothing to do, so instead of arguing with him for a few words, he just left.

This...is not normal.

Why would I ignore the intelligence gained in exchange for a million ghost money as a bet?

A flying eagle also appeared in Xiangyu. At the same time, this eagle was looking for the ghost shadow and could hurt the generals and ministers.

The man in the black suit had empty eyes and was mumbling inaudible words.

After a long time, he suddenly stood up.

"I have to go find Boss Lin... No, I still have to stay in Guangyu. There is no one with strong insight here."

Although Boss Lin is important, there are small enemies in Guangyu, who are the foundation of the project and cannot afford to lose.

"Have you thought of that?"

Master Xue brought his thoughts back to reality.

Lin Fan's most crucial question was to inquire about the specific situation of his subordinates.

"The body of eternal punishment cannot be restored. Once it is injured, it is injured... That's not right."

The man in the black dress felt a headache.

Two contradictory perceptions appeared in my memory.

One is the "well-known" cognition: the eternal punishment corpse cannot be restored. Once it is injured, it is injured, and a scar left on it will last forever.

However, there are very few ghosts who can leave scars on the eternal punishment corpse. Even if there are, most of them hide themselves from the world and no longer walk around.

another……

It was a scene that had appeared deep in its memory.

In the place where the netherworld flames were burning, the general stood in the center.

His whole body was burned and ulcerated.

But this picture.

This was contrary to what I said when I first met Jiang Chen.

If the injury is irreversible, why didn't the injury remain?

But the whole world knows that the corpse of eternal punishment cannot be cured.

why is that……

There is one thing that has been forgotten by the world.

The man in the black suit thought about it and suddenly thought of the white jade in Lin Fan's hand.

Maybe it’s not forgotten...

But it was obscured by something.