After I was reborn, I became the richest man in the underworld

Tonight, there was a big movement in the ghost flower building in the underworld.

Ghost Eleven Young Master didn't know what was going on, but suddenly came over and took over the whole place.

When the old bustard tremblingly accepted the bank note handed over by the servant of the Shiyi Mansion, he was both happy and surprised.The richest man has always been generous in his spending. If it was in the past, he would be the god of wealth.But recently, she heard that the Eleventh Young Master has smashed several shops in a row, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to serve them.

Chiffon gauze, red candles are ambiguous.

At this moment, Zhou Nan is leaning on the main seat of the Flower Banquet Hall - he is Ghost Eleven Young Master.

Traveling to the ghost town tonight, he said that there was something tricky in the ghost flower building, so the ghost servants who followed him thoroughly checked the small hall from top to bottom.During this period, the old bustard thought that he was kind enough to call all the young men into the flower banquet hall.

Although Ghost Eleven is well-known in the underworld, he rarely shows up in the ghost town. It is the first time for the young men to see this deity.I have long heard that the richest man in the underworld is young and promising, but I never thought that he would be so handsome.Dressed in a gold-rimmed black robe, but low-key, the face under the long hair is well-defined, but the eyes are slightly closed, and the expression is a bit heavy.

The ghost servant had finished the investigation at this time, knowing that the master was in a bad mood and was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he thought about it for a while before saying cautiously: "Master, the whole restaurant has been searched three times, even the servants have been inspected, there is nothing unusual."

Zhou Nan didn't answer, he rubbed his temple with his right hand, and frowned.

Generally speaking, if the benefactor does not move, the young lady has to take the initiative.

Although he was still not sure about Eleventh Ghost's preferences, there was a brave young man who couldn't wait to make his mark, and said in a flattering voice: "Eleventh Young Master, do you have a headache? Let me press it for you..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Nan raised his head slightly, glanced at the young lady who was speaking, and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Xiao Guan was overjoyed, walked up quickly, and skillfully leaned against the side of the chief seat.His technique and strength were just right, but Zhou Nan's headache got worse.

"Enough." He subconsciously suppressed his voice.

Hearing the gold master's words, Xiao Guan was startled for a while, not knowing what he did wrong, but he also stopped his hands tactfully.When he closed his hand, he deliberately pushed Zhou Nan behind his ear, and a burst of fragrance rushed to his face.

Zhou Nan grabbed the hand suddenly, opened his eyes and looked at this delicate and charming face.

Xiao Guan smiled, thinking that his scheming had succeeded, and wanted to lean in, but Zhou Nan's other hand pinched his chin, and he let out a painful cry.

The young servants and ghost servants present all lowered their heads, not daring to speak out.

Zhou Nan squinted his eyes, looked at this delicate face, and asked coldly, "Who taught you to use Mihun San?"

The young man who was exposed was terrified, and began to falter, with tears in his eyes.

A cold air enveloped the hall, and the strength of the hand pinching his chin was getting stronger. Looking at the pitiful expression in front of him, Zhou Nan felt nauseous for a while.

With a "bang", the Ru kiln vase on the mahogany table shattered to the ground.

"Get out."

Upon hearing the sound, the ghost soldiers came in and hurriedly escorted the young lady away, and the ghost servant also drove the other young servants out of the hall.

"Master, do you have a headache again? Or, go back home to rest..."

Before the ghost servant finished speaking, he received a signal from his master to go out, so he obeyed the order and left, and when he closed the door, he sighed.During the several months of his master's illness, the hell was flying around every day.

Facing the empty flower hall, Zhou Nan chuckled helplessly, mocking himself.He was probably getting worse again.

He is a reborn person. After he disrupted the cultivation world in his previous life, he became a prisoner.He thought he would become a ghost, but when he opened his eyes, he was reborn in his six-year-old body.Of course, he never mentioned these things.

On the first day after his rebirth, he feigned death and left the sect to stay away from grievances in the cultivation world, and made deals with ghosts, and became the richest man in the underworld within a few years.

However, from the beginning of this year, he was always feeling uneasy—he died in this year in his previous life.Ghost Banxian said that if you want to avoid the calamity of the previous life, you must not set foot in the human world this year.

But I don’t know if it’s because he has been in the underworld for a long time. About a month ago, he often had nightmares and headaches. The ghost half-immortal gave him the dream-clearing charm. s things.

Tonight, he thought that person really appeared.

He was outside the Ghost Flower Tower just now, and he really saw that person Xue Ni Yujian.But after chasing him in, even turning the whole restaurant over, he didn't see a single shadow.

He got up and picked up a fragment of a vase on the ground, and scratched his finger, leaving a not deep and not shallow bloodstain on his fingertips.Only by watching the blood seep slowly, can I be sure that I am not dreaming.

"Master, Seventh Master is here!"

There was a happy voice from the ghost servant outside the door, and then Bai Wuchang pushed the door open and walked in.

Bai Wuchang is Zhou Nan's most talkative friend in the underworld, and he has helped him from time to time since he first entered the underworld.

Zhou Nan looked up at him, knowing the reason for his visit, and while wiping the blood from his fingertips with a handkerchief, he sat back on the soft seat covered with cattail mats.

Bai Wuchang looked around the banquet hall, stared at him up and down, and sighed for a long while.

Zhou Nan said with a smile: "Seventh Master, you can speak up when you have something to say, what's the matter with sighing when you look at me?"

"Are you sick again?" Bai Wuchang looked down at the bloody pieces of porcelain on the ground, and began to scold him, "How many times have you been this month? If you don't stay well and recuperate, you always go to the streets to trouble people and businesses. Just check the household registration of all the staff, and don't let them do business, what are you doing?"

Zhou Nan rubbed his temples again, pondered for a moment and said, "I have already told you what I can say."

Bai Wuchang has long been used to his mysteries, so he didn't ask any further questions, but just reminded him earnestly: "Do you know that the King of Hades has issued a secret decree, whoever can find out your cause of disease will be rewarded."

Zhou Nan casually filled the two white porcelain teacups in front of him, and pushed one to Bai Wuchang.

"Of course I know, the old man just took the opportunity to investigate me."

Bai Wuchang took a sip of the teacup and continued: "It's good to know, I heard at the door that the young man wants to use Mihun powder? Do you want to find out who is behind the scenes?"

Zhou Nan didn't take it seriously: "There are so many people staring at me in this hell, how can I have the strength to manage them one by one?"

"Come on, I'll check it out for you..." Bai Wuchang shook his head. He knew Zhou Nan's character, and he didn't care about anything. It's getting bigger."

"I've been out of business for so long?" After Zhou Nan's illness, black and white turned upside down, and he didn't know how long he had passed. Only after being reminded by Bai Wuchang did he realize that it was already July.

"That's right, without you, the great God of Wealth, Mingku would cry poor every day."

Most of Zhou Nan's business in the past had to go back and forth between the two worlds. If he didn't go to the human world this year, he wouldn't be able to do big business.

When Hades gave Zhou Nan the title "Ghost Eleven Young Master", implying that he was on an equal footing with the top ten underworld generals, no one dared to object.Although he is a human being, his business in the underworld is flourishing, and he pays high taxes to the underworld every year.Now that he is out of business, all parties in the underworld are restless.

He felt very funny at the moment: "In the past, when I was busy in July, you would think that I was causing trouble, and one or two wanted to arrest me. Now that I am in peace, you are in a hurry..."

"Don't be a good boy, so many decent jobs are not enough for you to earn? Do you have to get involved with those who can't be seen?" Bai Wuchang paused, and found that he was led astray. He came today to persuade this person to heal his illness, "No Talk about this, talk about your illness. Don't procrastinate, you should take medicine and medicine, if it gets worse like this, you will get into big trouble sooner or later..."

He stopped and stared at the teacup for a moment, then raised his head and added: "But I think you're having a heart attack, you need to go out and walk around..."

Just as Zhou Nan wanted to refute, the ghost servant hurriedly opened the door and came in to interrupt them.

"Master, the ghost half-immortal is in jail!"

Zhou Nan's hand holding the teacup froze: "When did it happen?"

"Just today! The informant said that the sentence has already been used..."

Zhou Nan didn't hesitate any more when he heard the words, and immediately got up and dragged Bai Wuchang to Hell.There are not many ghosts he can trust in the underworld, except Bai Wuchang, who is also a half-immortal ghost.

But the difference is that Ghost Banxian knows his life experience.

In the dark and humid Hell, the stone walls are permeated by the wind, and the sounds of ghosts crying and howling wolves keep coming and going.

Zhou Nan helped the trembling Ghost Banxian, blaming himself endlessly.

"Half Immortal, I'm sorry..."

His eyes moved down to Gui Banxian's trembling hands, because of the torture he had just received, his knuckles were deformed and blackened.

Zhou Nan suppressed the complicated emotions in his eyes, and raised his bony hands carefully: "What torture did they use on you?"

The white-haired ghost half-immortal forced a smile, and said weakly, "It's all right... child, they can't ask anything from me... don't worry..."

Zhou Nan didn't see a doctor even after he had a nightmare. The only person who knew about his condition was a ghost and a half-immortal.He knew that people in the underworld had always regarded him as a thorn in their side, but he didn't expect that his hysteria would even implicate innocent people.

His heart trembled, and he immediately helped the ghost Banxian up: "Banxian, I will send you out."

Gui Banxian smiled and shook his head: "My old bones are not worth it... Besides, they have already marked me as a ghost prisoner... It's useless to go out."

Zhou Nan kept moving his hands, while unfastening the iron chains on Ghost Banxian's feet, he said, "I'll send you out of the sun."

"what?!"

"That's right, I'm leaving tonight, Master Qi has made arrangements outside."

Letting ghosts return to the sun is a big event, but it is commonplace for Zhou Nan.The reason why he became the richest man in the underworld is that most of his net worth comes from an underground business - selling souls.

Soul traffickers usually have access to both worlds, and can use various methods to ferry ghosts from the underworld back to the underworld.This is an invisible industry in the underworld, and no one will reveal it, but everyone knows it well.And Zhou Nan is No. 1 on the road of selling souls.

Hearing the words, the ghost half-immortal widened his eyes, and resolutely rebuffed: "No! If I don't go, you can't go either! You forgot what I told you, if you want to avoid the calamity of the previous life, you can't set foot in the human world this year!"

Zhou Nan looked indifferent, and had already made up his mind.

"I can't let you stay here any longer. It's not been a day or two since this Hell has abused torture."

Gui Banxian pushed his hand away forcefully, and turned his face away: "That's not okay! If you give up at this time, then your life will be in vain for so long! I'm fine, don't worry about it, don't you just sit in a cell .”

Zhou Nan stopped talking, sighed lightly, and then raised his hand again, taking advantage of the ghost and half immortal not paying attention, cast an obedience curse on him.