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

Although Zhou Nan put on a serious expression, Tang Ke was not timid at all, wrapped his arms around his waist, and plunged into his arms.

Zhou Nan was a little embarrassed by this response, and suddenly didn't know what to say, but he had the illusion of deja vu.

During his childhood when both his parents died, the person he trusted the most was his master, Nv Jun Jiuyou.Every time I was wronged, I hugged Master for comfort in the same way.

But Mistress Jiuyou is not good at comforting others.

"It's not like I can come to rescue you every time, you have to develop your own skills."

Jiuyou told him, and he told Tang Ke.

Tang Ke raised his head to look at him, and smiled foolishly. The redness and swelling on his forehead suddenly stopped hurting, and he put his little head back into Zhou Nan's arms to rub it.He didn't know where the intuition came from, but he just decided that Eleven Young Master could protect him.

"Okay, let go." Zhou Nan was still not used to being clingy.

"I don't, Eleven Young Master, don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

"Then tell me a ghost story."

"What ghost stories are you telling in broad daylight? By the way, where's your little uncle?"

Just when Su Yushi came to look for Tang Ke, he heard Zhou Nan calling his name at the corner, and was so guilty that he wanted to slip back, but he was stopped when he turned around.

"Don't hide, your senior brother has come out, you go and see him."

"It came out so soon this time?"

Zhou Nan turned his head and glared at him: How long do you want him to kneel?

Su Yushi realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he stammered nervously: "It's not... it's... just come out, I'll go see him right away."

Su Yushi had just taken two steps before stopping again: "Brother... why are you here? Are you alright?"

Zhou Nan heard the sound and looked over. Mu Xi was wearing a white robe, and his face was as usual.

Kneeling in the Shishui hall for a night is enough for other monks, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem for Mu Xi.

"What happened to your head?"

Mu Xi didn't answer Su Yushi, but first noticed Tang Ke's injury.

Tang Ke quickly let go of Zhou Nan's waist, stood upright with his small hands behind his back, and shook his head desperately.

Mu Xi walked up to him and looked at the wound, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he asked Su Yushi to take him to apply the medicine.

After pushing those two away, he turned to Zhou Nan.

When he looked over, Zhou Nan's gaze had already lingered on him for a long time.

Mu Xi cut to the chase: "I want to negotiate a deal with you, and you set the price."

Sure enough.

According to Gui Banxian, this is Mu Xi's first request, the first step to disconnect from the past life calamity.

"Master Mu, you're being polite. I've lived here for nothing, so I dare not ask you for money. If you have something to do, it's okay to speak up."

Seeing Mu Xi's eyes, Zhou Nan hesitated briefly, then said firmly, "I want you to find someone's soul, but you don't need to find it."

"Oh? Immortal Master Mu is worried that this person may have lost his soul?"

Among the dead souls, there is only one situation that even the soul traffickers can't find, that is, the soul has been wiped out and completely disappeared in this world.

"Not maybe, he must die."

"Such a big hatred?" Zhou Nan smiled guiltyly.

Mu Xi's expression changed after hearing this sentence, but he didn't answer.

"Don't worry, there are rules in our soul-trafficking world, we don't ask for grievances. But... since you don't want to find it, why does Master Mu still look for it?"

"I want to ask Eleven Young Master to play a play."

Isn't it looking for a soul?Why are you acting again?

"Eleventh Young Master, don't worry, this is not a difficult task for you. You just need to set up a soul-calling formation and announce to the world that this person's soul is gone."

Zhou Nan was uneasy: "Is this person really dead?"

"died."

"Didn't go to the underworld?"

"Checked, no."

"How long have you been dead?"

"More than ten years."

"Haven't summoned a soul?"

"do not know."

"I know you very well?"

"..."

Mu Xi was silent.

"Just kidding, just kidding..." Zhou Nan had just quickly gone through the memories of his previous life in his mind, with a vague premonition, "This job is not difficult, but you should at least tell me his name?"

Mu Xi's eyes turned cold again, he turned to look into the distance, and said after a while, "Zhou Feiyang, the son of the head of the Nianci sect."

If it is said that in the previous life, Mu Xi mentioned him and felt uneasy, but in this life, the Ghost Eleven Young Master has nothing to do with this name at all.

I didn't expect this person to still dislike Zhou Feiyang so much in this life, but it doesn't matter, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Now he has neither Zhou Feiyang's mission nor Zhou Feiyang's persistence.He has nothing to do, doing nothing to sell his soul and make a fortune, this is life.

Seeing Mu Xi's serious face, he smiled and said, "The young master of the Nian Ci Sect, the only descendant of Wuji Dao, died at the age of six."

"you know?"

"I also know that Master Wuyi wants to catch him and bring him back to Zhenyinglong, but you don't want to, Master Mu Xian, so let me testify. After all, no one in the world can find a wandering soul that I, Ghost Eleven, can't find. Got it. Am I right?"

"good."

"Your junior brother told me, don't mind. It's just... this matter, I have to think about it."

"Eleventh Young Master, what doubts do you have?"

"It's very dangerous. I have to be responsible for my reputation. If I say that his soul is gone and he is found by other soul traffickers, what will I do in the future?"

"If it's someone else, of course there is reason to be afraid. But everyone knows that Ghost Eleven is the most adventurous?"

Of course Zhou Nan didn't have to think about it, it was a good thing for him to kill two birds with one stone.It can not only make Zhou Nan's identity disappear in this world more completely, but also make the delusion of those who want to wake up Yinglong more clear, and it can be regarded as the first thing he does for Mu Xi.

But he didn't say yes right away.

"Then do you like taking risks? Master Mu Xian."

He didn't expect Mu Xi to answer his words, but Mu Xi actually said: "I didn't love before. But there is no peace in the world, someone must live in danger."

While saying these words, Mu Xi never looked at him.

Zhou Nan was a little surprised. Although Mu Xi's tone was cold, there was a faint honesty of trusting him.

"well said."

He looked at Mu Xi and glanced at the two generations.

"We soul traffickers are people who live in danger, and I will take this job."

The day of summoning the soul was set at the end of July, and there was still nearly half a month left.

After staying in Bu Er Temple for a few days, Zhou Nan suddenly had a different understanding of the profession of soul traffickers.

There is a saying in the market - there is no business in the world of soul sellers that other ghosts and young masters can't do.

To him it's just a job, but to ghost guests who need this service, it might be their only chance.

He made a decision - this Hungry Ghost Festival he wants to open.

Yan Qi was very curious, why the boss suddenly wanted to take orders again, he thought his boss was going to retire a few days ago.

Zhou Nan just replied lightly: "Businessmen can't be so capricious, how many ghosts have been waiting for this opportunity for a year."

He sent a letter to Hades, euphemistically telling him that his body had recovered, and the implication was self-evident—he would not suspend his business.

On July [-]th, night falls and ghosts come out at night.

Zhou Nan carried a lantern and whistled, strolling towards the busiest place of the night.

"Young Master Eleven, what a coincidence."

On such occasions, encountering colleagues by chance is inevitable.

Zhou Nan turned his head when he heard the sound, and a ruffian man came towards him with a sneer on his face, and there was an obvious scar on the left side of his face.

This person is called Zhong Botian, and he is also a soul trafficker.

This person is extremely dishonest in business, has used dirty methods all the year round, and has a very bad reputation on the road.

Zhou Nan once took an order, and the ghost guest escaped from Zhong Botian's hands.It turned out that Zhong Botian learned that the underworld was looking for the ghost guest on the way, so he sat on the ground and raised the price, threatening to return the ghost guest to the underworld.

"Boss Zhong, long time no see."

Zhou Nan raised his eyebrows, his smile couldn't reach his eyes.

"Hasn't it been a long time? Eleventh Young Master has recovered from his illness?"

"Oh? Boss Zhong really cares about me." Zhou Nan dealt with this kind of person very well, don't try to get anything out of him, "Thanks to Hades, I'm not dead."

Zhong Botian refused to let go: "Eleventh Young Master is blessed with a great destiny and good luck. However, there is one thing I don't understand. This time Eleventh Young Master returned with a high profile, but rejected many high-priced orders. Why?"

Soul peddlers generally take money from people and do things for them, and Zhou Nan is no exception.However, everyone on the road knows that he, Ghost Eleven, still has a hobby-seeking wealth and wealth.

The more dangerous the road, the more he prefers to take it.

Since he decided to continue his business this year, ghost visitors have come to him in an endless stream, and their demands are basically the same - they want to stay in the human world while the Mid-Autumn Festival is in the sun.

Among these ghosts, there are many who spend a lot of money. After all, a hundred taels of gold is not as valuable as freedom.

However, he pushed them one by one.

This time he only took sixteen orders, not big clients, but they were all the most difficult orders.

These sixteen ghost guests had all escaped from the underworld and were captured back again.For such a ghost with a criminal record, this day will be followed by the masters of the underworld.

Zhou Nan glanced at Zhong Botian unobtrusively, seeing the complacency in his eyes, he could probably guess that he made a lot of money this time.

"Boss Zhong should be happy, right? I'm so lazy, I go to you for business."

"Then I have to thank you? I kindly advise Eleven Young Master that every industry has its own rules. Soul trading is a business, not charity. If the price of the entire industry is pulled down because of you, then Others don't do it."

"Rules? Boss Zhong, speaking of this, do you still remember what is the most important rule in the soul trader world?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Boss Zhong's taste is not small, but he has to be able to eat it. I also kindly remind you, 'Children do not deceive, don't ask for grudges' is the rule in this way."

Of course Zhong Botian knew what Zhou Nan was talking about, and he knew he was guilty, so he had no choice but to rely on the old man to save face.

"Eleventh Young Master, I call you Eleventh Young Master because I think highly of you, but don't forget that you were not born when I entered this line of work, so I'm your senior anyway, so don't be too conceited. This year The underworld is cracking down on Zhongyuan and sending thousands of elite soldiers, I would like to see how you escape."

Zhou Nan wasn't in the mood to talk nonsense with him, and was about to pass him and walk forward when he remembered something and stopped beside him.

"By the way, Boss Zhong, I don't want to pick up ghosts this year, do you understand?"

Half-way ghosts are slang words in the Tao, they are ghosts abandoned by soul traffickers on the way to escape.

Zhong Botian squinted at Zhou Nan and let out a "hum".

This person has a lot of bad deeds and is a habitual offender of half-way ghosts. Zhou Nan was still not at ease, and added: "Is the luminous cup in the wooden pagoda on the mountainside yours? Don't worry, I will keep an eye on it."

This sentence has a great deterrent effect on Zhong Botian.

This is equivalent to telling him that his every move is under Zhou Nan's surveillance, and if Zhou Nan is not happy, he can report to Ming Jiang at any time.Although Zhou Nan didn't want to do this, he just wanted to restrain him and prevent him from leaving the ghost guest halfway.

The luminous cup in the wooden tower on the mountainside is the soul-inducing lamp prepared by Zhong Botian.Soul Lamp is an important prop to guide ghost guests. Zhou Nan is very sensitive to Soul Lamp and can detect the location of all nearby Soul Lamps.

As the search for soul lamps in the underworld became more and more stringent, the soul traffickers had to show their talents and search for all possible substitutes for soul lamps.

Seeing Zhong Botian's complexion suddenly changed, Zhou Nan smiled lightly, and continued to whistle and walk towards the busy city.