Gold Medal

The night in the world is also very different from that in the underworld. The night in the underworld is not dark, and people can be seen within ten meters; the night in the world is thick, and no one can be seen three meters away.

Ye Chi's small hands held onto Jiang Lang tightly, both hands were relatively cold, and the palms of his hands were already wet from the long time of pressing together, but Ye Chi had no intention of letting go at all.

Walking through a narrow alley, there is an Internet cafe in front of you. The two big red characters of the Internet cafe look more and more deep in the darkness, which makes people feel chills down the spine.

"You stay here and watch, I'll go ahead and find the way." Yincha cannot appear in a place with a lot of people, so he has to check how many people are there.

Ye Chi let go of Jiang Lang's hand and floated in, until he disappeared into the light.Ghosts are afraid of light, and this is used to coax cowards. Not only are ghosts not afraid of light, but they can also dance under colorful lights!

After a while, Jiang Lang felt a chill behind him, and the cold wind gushed into his collar. He moved stealthily and hid in a crack in the wall.

Not long after hiding, another ghost messenger with a rough beard floated in with an iron chain in one hand.The ghost had a long and square face, Jiang Lang squinted his eyes, he seemed to have seen this ghost before, the red light around the ghost weapon in his hand was even more intense, it was more itchy than Ye Chi's Red several times.

I'm afraid they came here to grab business!

After watching the rough-bearded ghost go in, Jiang Lang also floated in. If the two ghosts inside got into a fight, he could persuade them to fight.

Walking into the Internet cafe, what catches the eye are young men with yellow hair playing games in twos and threes, the legendary washing, cutting and blowing.

The ghost shot very hard, and with a big wave of his hand, all the lights and computers were turned off, leaving only the mobile phone of the owner of the Internet cafe on.

"Why is there a power outage? Boss, come out for me." A man with curly yellow hair in a vest stood up and yelled.

"Forget it, let's change to an Internet cafe." His little friend said.

Soon, there were only two people left in the Internet cafe. One was sleeping soundly leaning against the table, his appearance was unrecognizable, and the other was the owner of the Internet cafe taking out a power generating device with a flashlight.

After taking a keen glance at Jiang Lang, the ghost guard took the chain and floated to the side of the person lying on the chair.In the next second, the man was bleeding from seven holes, and the blood flowed down the eyes to the ground, and his death was extremely tragic.

"Let's go quickly." Taking advantage of the ghost messenger catching his soul, Ye Chi quickly rushed out from the door, and pulled Jiang Lang to the door to evacuate.

After running for about 5 minutes, Jiang Lang asked him, "What did that person do?"

"A desperado, he did a lot of immoral things for the old ghost who was hit by a car last time. He is here, and the leader sent me to stay here for a while. I didn't expect to be snatched away by others." Ye Chi frowned. Originally, he would get a lot of money by bringing this soul back, but now he has nothing.

So angry!

But this is a common occurrence, the underworld has always been the jungle of the jungle, and their own life is more important than money.

Looking at the river in the distance, Ye Chi looked up at Jiang Lang with burning eyes and asked him, "Why are you called Jiang Lang?"

"It rained heavily on the day I was born, and Jiang Lang was raging." Jiang Lang looked frank, and after a while Jiang Lang asked him: "What about you?"

"Ok?"

"Why is it called Ye Chi?" The clerk hesitated for a while and replied, "You have to ask my father."

"..."

Jiang Lang was deflated, and Ye Chi couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth turned up very nicely.

On the way back to the underworld, Ye Chi was cursing at the ghost messenger. "Stinky old ghost, you snatched my ghost every time, and you got chased by dogs when you came out of the underworld, asshole!" Dogs are the animals with the most sensitive sense of smell in the world. If a dog chases the air and runs impatiently, it probably saw a ghost. .

Dogs can enter the body of ghosts, so every household will raise dogs to drive away ghosts, and ghosts will also raise dogs, most of which are dead dogs.

One is used for self-defense, and the other is used to trace the traces of ghosts.

Back in the underworld, it was almost dawn in the world. Ye Chi changed into clothes and carried Jiang Lang to listen to Feng Hao's class.

Feng Hao's ghost-hunting class does not force people to attend the class. Anyone who registers and pays will get a jade worth five hundred Ming coins, which is actually a broken glass bead.

Only those who have glass beads can find the entrance to the classroom. The validity period of the glass beads depends on how much money you pay.

The classroom is still full, it seems that Feng Hao has quite a lot of online fans.

"Today we are going to conduct a questionnaire survey, and the questionnaire will be collected in 10 minutes." After Feng Hao said this, a piece of paper immediately appeared on the desktop.

"No whispering." Feng Hao glanced at Jiang Lang sharply.

Jiang Lang grabbed Xiaoyin's cuff, his expression was stiff, this Feng Hao must have been reincarnated with the wind ear.

Scanning a thin paper, Jiang Lang took a patient look.

At the beginning, the level of the ghost, the level of the magic weapon, and the number of ghosts.Jiang Lang patiently filled in the trainee errands, the blue magic weapon, and the capitalized zero for the number of ghosts caught.

The first question: the characteristics, physical strength, and sensitivity of the ghosts caught recently.

Question [-]: Did you let the ghost escape during the ghost hunt? What was your first move after the ghost escaped?

......

Jiang Lang frowned, as if there was no question he could write down.On the other hand, Xiao Yinchai wrote every space to the brim, and he couldn't be more serious if he was serious.

Jiang Lang secretly poked at the errand, who turned his head and glared at him, then moved his gaze down Jiang Lang's arm.Jiang Lang gave Xiao Yincha a quick copy look, and signaled: Don't hold back, give me a look.

"Give me the test paper." The errand exchanged the test paper with Jiang Lang, and then began to struggle again.

Xiao Yinchai's handwriting is very delicate, as if he has practiced calligraphy, and every stroke is full of strength, which is pleasing to the eye.

Question [-]: Have you ever encountered a bad guy with a higher level than you who robbed you of your mission?what will you do?

Answer: Beat the other party up, resolutely never give up your mission, a true warrior dares to face dripping blood.

"..." Warrior, you made it up really well!

The last question: Do you often come to Master Feng's lectures?Please explain in detail whether attending Master Feng's lectures will benefit you in hunting ghosts.

Answer: Since taking Master Feng's class, I have experienced the joy of learning, realized the joy of hunting ghosts, and sublimated my understanding of ghosts balabala...

"..."

Three minutes later, Ye Chi filled Jiang Lang's test paper again. Jiang Lang wanted to take a closer look, but Ye Chi stopped him.

After a while, Feng Hao cast a spell, and the papers flew from the desk to the ceiling, and then they were folded one by one and fell to the podium.

"Hey, let's talk about magical artifacts. I haven't seen the top ten divine artifacts, down to the five ghost artifacts of the underworld, but I have a lot of rare blue magical artifacts. You can take a look." After finishing speaking, Various weapons hang in the air.

Next, is it time to sell?Well, this is Master Feng.

What catches the eye are axes and daggers of various colors glowing blue, they are flying in the air by themselves, showing their sharpness.Feng Hao made a move with his big hand, and a long red knife with a sharp edge rushed into his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The origin of this knife is not simple. When I was passing through a bamboo forest, I smelled a ghost. The ghost fled from the north of the bamboo forest to a small village cleverly and cunningly. Old man in the blacksmith shop, then my official title will not be guaranteed, so I have no choice but to lock up this ghost first. If the ghost weapon is close to the body of a mortal, the mortal will surely die, so I took this long knife from the blacksmith shop. This The knife was stained with the blood of humans and ghosts, and then it was slowly forged into the ghost weapon it is today." Master Feng spoke in a cadence, and his voice was accentuated when the plots were repeated.

"Jiang Lang, Master Feng is so amazing!" Ye Chi had stars in his eyes, Master Feng is simply a god!

Jiang Lang glanced at Ye Chi beside him, it seemed that Feng Hao's advertisement was really good, at least this mentally handicapped errand was already addicted.

"Wake up, you have no money."

"..." Ye Chi rolled his eyes at Jiang Lang.

"The light on this long knife must have been seen by everyone. The blade is red and the handle is blue. It will be a great ghost weapon in the future. After class, anyone who wants to make an appointment can come to me to register. Next, we Look at the second ghost weapon." After speaking, a painting halberd glowing red fell steadily from the air to his hand.

Ye Chi's eyes were suddenly caught, and he shook Jiang Lang vigorously and said, "Hey, look! Isn't that super handsome!"

Jiang Lang was taken aback by Ye Chi. This painted halberd is really handsome, especially the sharp blade.The double crescent blades are symmetrical, with a single blade erected in the middle, which can be stabbed and thrown, and the red tassels fall gracefully on the crescent blades.

"Wake up, we have no money."

"..."

Feng Hao's sales promotion was definitely not a cover. He picked up the long halberd sideways, and a fierce snake came out and threw the painting halberd out, and the painting halberd was firmly stuck to the wall behind.

Everyone turned their heads and stared closely at the back. Feng Hao gritted his teeth and held his waist with his right hand.Just now, my waist was flashing, and it is not easy to advertise these days.

"Someone wants to order this painting halberd. After class, come to me to register. Okay, I will introduce two kinds today. After class." After Feng Hao finished speaking, everyone rushed up.

Ye Chi was also eager to try, but Jiang Lang grabbed him tightly.

"Why are you going? We have no money." Jiang Lang held Ye Chi's hand tightly, not letting him go.

"Can you stop telling me that you don't have any money? There will always be money. Let's join in the fun and see who buys the weapons?" Get into the crowd.

"This long knife is 200 million Ming coins, and the painting halberd is 500 million Ming coins." As soon as Feng Hao's words came out, everyone lost interest and left most of the ghosts.

"Master Feng, can I touch this painting halberd?" Ye Chi raised his eyes and asked Feng Hao with twinkling eyes.

Feng Hao thought for a while, and replied: "Touch for 1 minute, [-] coins."

"..."

This guy fell into Qian's eye, Jiang Lang dragged Ye Chi to the door, and said as he walked, "It's only his weapon that can be sold."

Ye Chi didn't allow others to say that there was something wrong with him as a male god, so he immediately replied furiously: "Why can't it be sold? Do you understand the celebrity effect?"

"..."

That's right, with such a big fool, he doesn't have to worry about not being sold.

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