I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Yan Wangyin is crazy with joy!

Although only a corner of the ghost gate is exposed and cannot be opened, this is Feng Jingchen's second day as the King of Hades!

This speed of development is completely beyond Yan Wangyin's imagination.

As long as Feng Jingchen continues to work like this, the recovery of the underworld is just around the corner!

At this moment, a great ambition gradually rose in Yan Wangyin's heart.

But don't wait too long for it to be happy.

Suddenly Feng Jingchen's body swayed and he almost fell to the ground!

Yan Wangyin was startled, and hurried forward to support Feng Jingchen's body: "Chenchen! What's wrong with you?"

Feng Jingchen calmly closed the Eye of Reality, and took out a pack of biscuits from the warehouse of the plane: "It's okay."

It's just too much physical exertion.

Yan Wangyin looked at Feng Jingchen working hard to make a living, and all his original ambitions turned into a sigh: "Hey..."

With Chenchen's small body, he won't be eaten by ghosts directly when he goes out in the future... right?

What can I do...

Feng Jingchen didn't know Yan Wangyin's outrageous worry, after eating a whole box of biscuits, he finally satisfied his hunger.

He looked up at Wen Xinyan and Weng Xiaoshu.

These two ghosts have been startled by so many strong men who suddenly appeared, and they are a little confused.

Feng Jingchen didn't follow, but said: "Continue to work."

The two ghosts couldn't help looking at each other.

Although they were very curious about the background of those big guys.

But after seeing how powerful the Yellow Turban Warrior is, even Weng Xiaoshu didn't dare to challenge Feng Jingchen.

They didn't dare to ask, so they could only continue to work obediently.

This garbage mountain was tossed by 15 yellow turban wrestlers, and the surrounding environment changed drastically at this time.

It took Wen Xinyan and Weng Xiaoshu a while to restore their original work efficiency.

And Feng Jingchen also turned on the system light screen again.

Originally there were 34 yellow scarf wrestlers in stock, but now there are only 19 left.

Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes in thought.

Just now he summoned 15 yellow turban fighters in a row, which gave Feng Jingchen a general idea of ​​their abilities.

A yellow turban wrestler, no matter how big or small, their efficiency depends on the energy in their body.

And a piece of yellow turban wrestler talisman can move about one percent of the mountain.

In other words, if Feng Jingchen wants to reopen the ghost gate, he needs about 85 talismans.

Feng Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped the light screen lightly: "What's the matter with the inventory of this Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman? Is there a way to increase it?"

The response speed of the system seems to have improved, and after only five or six seconds, a line of words was displayed on the light screen: [The inventory of each plane is the quantity of goods sold to the system by traders of that plane.Inventories cannot increase unless traders sell again. 】

Feng Jingchen's face moved slightly.

He had also guessed this answer, but now that it has been confirmed, it is still unavoidable.

In other words, among the tens of thousands of planes for him to choose from, each plane has at least one trader!

Such a large scale is indeed a plane system.

I don't know, there will be a second trader on Earth?

With a thought, Feng Jingchen directly asked the system this question.

However, this time the system responded extremely quickly: [The system has no right to inform. 】

Feng Jingchen understood, and couldn't help chuckling: "This is an automatic reply."

Just like the system messages he receives when he sells and buys goods.

Feng Jingchen asked again: "Then can you contact that plane trader and ask him to sell more Yellow Turban Luxor Talismans?"

System: [You do not have permission to operate. 】

Feng Jingchen was a little surprised when he saw this automatic reply.

In other words, he will be able to have this authority in the future?

Feng Jingchen thought of the personal information interface, the friend function that had not been unlocked, and had a vague guess in his heart.

So he stopped embarrassing the system, and lowered his eyes to think about what to do next.

Yan Wangyin moved to Feng Jingchen's side: "Chenchen, what shall we do now?"

Feng Jingchen turned his gaze slightly: "Try first."

Yan Wangyin: "Huh?"

Feng Jingchen directly spent [-] points to buy ten primary talisman papers, ten grams of talisman ink, and a primary talisman pen.

then…

Randomly dug out a few relatively flat boards and stones from the garbage dump to form a desk that couldn't be more rudimentary.

Yan Wangyin saw Feng Jingchen's posture, and finally reacted: "Chenchen, you want to draw a talisman yourself?!"

"Yeah." Feng Jingchen spread out the talisman paper and stared at it with breathless breath.

Just now, with his eyes of truth, he not only saw clearly the law of the Yellow Turban Warrior's power movement, but also roughly understood the principle and power nodes of this talisman.

He fell for it.

In an instant, the Yin Qi in the nearby air was attracted and condensed on the tip of the pen!

however…

A few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Feng Jingchen's forehead.

no.The brush in his hand was caught by Yin Qi, and it was so heavy that he couldn't draw at all!

Feng Jingchen secretly exerted force for a while, but not only did the tip of the pen not move at all.The condensed Yin Qi has not been relieved for too long, and there is a vague tendency to explode!

There was nothing he could do, Feng Jingchen could only sigh softly and had to give up.

Sure enough, there will always be an unexpected gap between theory and practice.

Feng Jingchen took the initiative to dissipate all the yin energy, painting the talisman and seal like an ordinary painting.

This time he was not hindered by any obstacles, and almost perfectly reproduced every corner of the Yellow Turban Lux Talisman!

However, this talisman has no infusion of power, no matter how similar the painting is, it is just an ordinary painting.

Seeing this, Yan Wangyin was also a little discouraged: "Chenchen, does this method not work anymore?"

Feng Jingchen picked up this "talisman", but a perfect and handsome face flashed in his mind.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "Not necessarily, let's go back to Yangjian to have a look."

"Huh?" Yan Wangyin didn't know why, but he obediently obeyed.

One person and one seal will return to the ghost building.

As soon as Feng Jingchen's mobile phone was connected to the signal, there was a vibration immediately.

When he opened it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that Murong Qiao had already approved his friend request, and also sent several messages.

Murong Qiao: [little brother~ is that you~]

Murong Qiao: [Put your cheeks on your hands and star eyes.jpg]

Murong Qiao: [I've already reported what you said to the teacher, don't worry~ nothing will happen! 】

Murong Qiao: [Little brother, where have you been~ why are you ignoring me]

Murong Qiao: [Put your cheeks on your hands and star eyes.jpg]

Feng Jingchen looked at the time.

Murong Qiao's last message was sent exactly 1 minute ago.

So he replied: [Sorry, I didn't check my phone. 】

Unexpectedly, the moment he sent the message, Murong Qiao made a video call directly!

This move hit Feng Jingchen's heart.

As soon as the video call was connected, Murong Qiao's entire face occupied Feng Jingchen's entire phone screen.

The mobile phone camera can't perfectly restore Murong Qiao's beauty, but that's all, when those peach blossom eyes glance over, it's enough to make people's heart skip a beat.

When Murong Qiao saw Feng Jingchen, his eyes lit up, and his appearance became even more attractive: "Little brother, it really is you! Why do you have my WeChat account? Hey, are you still in the ghost building?"

"En." Feng Jingchen was not tempted by the beauty, and calmly responded, seeing Murong Qiao's background, "Are you still in the car?"

Murong Qiao leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly: "Yes, that old thief is too good at running, and now he seems to be hiding in the mountains, and we are still chasing him."

He looked at Feng Jingchen helplessly: "Little brother, if you reply later, I might not hear from you after I enter the mountain~"

"Thanks for your hard work." After Feng Jingchen finished his consolation, he suddenly threw a straight ball, "Have you heard of the Yellow Turban Luxor Talisman?"

"Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman?" Murong Qiao rolled his eyes slightly, and quickly recalled, "You mean, the Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman used to be used by the heavenly gods as daily servants?"

Feng Jingchen looked up at Yan Wangyin.

Yan Wangyin: "...cough cough."

It coughed twice in embarrassment: "I am Yin Wang! I don't care about the affairs of heaven."

So it doesn't know the existence of the Yellow Turban Lishi Talisman, which is reasonable!

Feng Jingchen didn't pierce Yan Wangyin's guilty conscience, and turned his gaze to Murong Qiao and said, "It should be, can any of you know how to draw?"

Murong Qiao was puzzled: "Little brother, what do you want this for? After so many years, many important talismans have been lost, and it is even more impossible to find this kind of talisman."

"That's it." Feng Jingchen was not disappointed either, "Then if there is a pattern, can any of you reproduce it?"

He didn't make a fool of himself, and directly put the "tale" he drew in front of the camera.

Murong Qiao took a closer look, and couldn't help but let out a small gasp, the smile on his face subsided, and his lazy back straightened instantly.

He stared at the screen carefully: "Little brother, don't move, wait for me to see."

As he said that, Murong Qiao took out a blank talisman paper from nowhere, and took a photo directly on the back of the front seat of the sports car!

In order to let him see more clearly, Feng Jingchen directly adjusted the rear camera.

Murong Qiao's face also got closer.

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, those peach blossom eyes were concentrating, and the light in the eyes became brighter and brighter.

This serious and serious appearance is more attractive than his usual foolish image, even Feng Jingchen couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

Suddenly, Murong Qiao took out a writing brush from nowhere, and made a smooth stroke on the talisman paper.

The stroke of the pen falls, and the symbol is completed!

Feng Jingchen had opened his eyes of truth a long time ago.

Even through the screen, you can clearly see the talisman drawn by Murong Qiao, and the trajectory of its power movement is [-]% similar to the one he bought!

Murong Qiao uncovered the talisman and said to Shi Qiulu who was driving: "Lulu, stop for a moment."

After finishing speaking, he jumped out of the car directly!

It happened that they were in the middle of a deserted country road at this time.

Murong Qiao immediately activated the talisman paper after he stood up and jumped to a stop.

Feng Jingchen saw the next scene through the phone screen, his eyes brightened slightly!

After the talisman was burned out, a yellow scarf warrior appeared.

The appearance and attire of this strong man are a little bit different from the one bought by the plane system, but it's not too bad.

What's more, the law of energy movement in this yellow turban wrestler's body is almost exactly the same as the "genuine version"!

That is... the total amount of energy is reduced by half.

The next experiment by Murong Qiao also confirmed this point.

The Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman drawn by Murong Qiao is only half as powerful as the "authentic" one.

However, this was already a pleasant surprise for Feng Jingchen!

When the energy of the Yellow Turban Warrior dissipated, Feng Jingchen was about to discuss with Murong Qiao about purchasing talisman seals.

But suddenly, looking at the scene on the phone screen, he couldn't help but pause.

Yan Wangyin was even more startled and jumped up: "woc! This kid has an epiphany?! How is this possible!!"

Could it be that it has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and the rare epiphany has become a Chinese cabbage? ! !