I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen naturally did not forget: "Okay."

Hearing the words, Yan Wangyin on the side also said happily: "Chenchen, are we going out to play today? Where are we going to play?"

Feng Jingchen looked up at it.

Murong Qiao jumped up from the bed: "Ayu, do you want to have breakfast at school, or go out?"

Feng Jingchen also got up slowly: "Today is up to you."

Murong Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up!He hurriedly said: "Then let's go out to eat hot pot, shall we? Si Yao recommended a particularly delicious hotpot restaurant to me a few days ago~"

Feng Jingchen: "OK."

"Yeah~" Murong Qiao happily opened the closet.

He took out a long white shirt and a small casual suit jacket: "Ayu, it's cold in the morning and night in the capital now, can you wear this suit?"

Feng Jingchen: "Okay."

Murong Qiao smiled even sweeter.

He opened the wardrobe on the other side: "Then what does Ayu think I look good in?"

Feng Jingchen looked around.

A whole closet was stuffed to the brim with gorgeous fabrics.

After looking it over carefully, he went over and took out a set: "This one."

When Murong Qiao saw the style he had chosen, his peach eyes smiled brighter.

5 minute later.

Feng Jingchen had already changed his clothes and was waiting for Murong Qiao in the living room.

Yan Wangyin was walking around, obviously looking forward to the next outing to play.

however…

Feng Jingchen whispered, "Xiaoyin?"

"Huh?" Yan Wangyin happily flew to Feng Jingchen's shoulder.

Looking at its small appearance, Feng Jingchen covered his conscience and said, "We have developed the underworld for so long, and everyone has done a lot of work. But we have never done a serious work summary report. It is inevitable that there will be some details that are easy to be overlooked. .”

When Yan Wangyin heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Then what should we do?"

Feng Jingchen looked at it: "Since this is also a new starting point for our development plan, it happens to be a work report. Can I trouble you to go back today and inform everyone?"

Yan Wangyin is obligatory: "Okay, wrap it on me!"

Feng Jingchen: "Also, you are also in the underworld to look at everyone's work situation and carefully observe whether there are any deficiencies. Let's improve together."

Yan Wangyin immediately felt a heavy mission on his body: "Okay. Don't worry, Chenchen, I will take a serious look! Just wait!"

Feng Jingchen smiled: "Okay. I'll go back to the underworld tomorrow."

Yan Wangyin couldn't wait: "Then I'll go back first, goodbye Chenchen~!"

After the words fell, its entire seal had disappeared.

Only then did Feng Jingchen heave a sigh of relief.

Today's date, if you bring the old-fashioned seal of the king of hell, I'm afraid it will turn the world upside down.

However, what he said was not all deceit.Just not in a hurry to finish it today.

After Yan Wangyin returned to the underworld, Murong Qiao hadn't come out yet.

Feng Jingchen pulled up the backstage of "Save My Dog's Life".

After Zhou Peng left the day before yesterday, he posted an announcement on the APP.

All users who installed "Save My Dog's Life" are required to quit all communities related to the APP.

And it is strictly forbidden for users to talk about metaphysics in network scenes other than "save my dog's life".

Three days is the limit.

If not, Save My Dog's Life will be automatically uninstalled.

At the same time, Feng Jingchen asked Meng Rongxing to add a group chat function to "Save My Dog's Life" and form an official chat group.

Blocking is worse than sparse, and it is most appropriate to let the unlucky ones under the surveillance of the system.

Today is the third day since the announcement was made.

The 50 official chat groups are basically full.

And this group of unlucky guys also have a big heart, chatting very happily in the group.

[You said, if you don't quit the group today, will you really be uninstalled from the app?Has anyone found the source file of the APP installation package? 】

[I asked a hacker friend of mine to look for it, but he couldn't find it either!It seems that uninstalling is really gone.Don't take chances, everyone, and leave the group as soon as possible. 】

[Is this APP really so magical?Can you monitor whether we have withdrawn from the group?I do not believe. 】

【right!How can this broken APP be so powerful, if it is a man, it will be straight!Don't leave the group! 】

[Upstairs, I saw you quit the group the day before yesterday. 】

[Hush! !Let those idiots quickly uninstall the app, and the next batch of Yin Qi brooms will be on the shelves, and no one will grab them from us! 】

[Damn, I've been robbing for half a month, and I can't even grab a broom!Are any of you scalpers? 】

[Ah yes yes yes!This broken APP must be monitoring our privacy, so that it will know whether we have joined the group, whether we have talked about prohibited content, and can find our location at any time.Everyone quickly uninstall it!Otherwise don't make me kneel down and beg you. 】

……

Feng Jingchen went around the groups.

I found that the focus of everyone's chats in the past two days has been on whether to uninstall or not to uninstall the APP, and there is no dangerous content discussed for the time being.

Feng Jingchen checked the system's automatic detection of sensitive content program again to confirm that everything was running well.

He was about to open the online shopping software, and use the dividends from Yin Qi Broom to buy another batch of things needed by the underworld.

But right now.

The bedroom door "babbled" open.

Feng Jingchen subconsciously turned his head to look.

I saw Murong Qiao wearing a black robe with wide sleeves.

The fabric is layered on top of each other, soft and light, and embellished with golden embroidery thread, which looks gorgeous and extraordinary.

The belt around the waist is made of transparent sapphire.

Wearing two jade pendants of the same kind adds a touch of elegance.

A head of thick, smooth hair, braided and braided loosely behind the ears.

The whole person looks luxurious and lazy.

Murong Qiao sat halfway on the door frame, gently turning the jade flute in his hand.

A pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Feng Jingchen affectionately: "Young master, why don't you let me play a song for you?"

Looking at his appearance, Feng Jingchen paused slightly.

Then he came to his senses and said with great interest, "Okay."

Murong Qiao pressed Xiao to his lips.

A light and sweet tune came out slowly.

Feng Jingchen's eyes became brighter.

Dorm next door.

Zuo Zhao and Yan Siyao were making tea and discussing the Tao.

Hearing Xiao's voice, Zuo Zhao couldn't help but roll his eyes: "The screen is opening again."

Yan Siyao also teased: "Speaking of which, Murong has a lot of means to chase people. He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it's almost like cheating."

Zuo Zhao snorted again, but pursed his lips slightly.

Murong Qiao spent so much time learning so many heresy.

And he has been concentrating on cultivation, but he still can only draw with Murong Qiao.

This is really... frustrating!

Zuo Zhao said in a deep voice: "After I learn automatic cultivation, I will go to retreat. I won't come out until Yuanying!"

Yan Siyao frowned slightly: "Is it too forced?"

He quickly persuaded: "You are pushing yourself too hard. Maybe you can relax a little bit and get more insights. Even if you are practicing, you have to combine work and rest."

Zuo Zhao: "The plan to be promoted to Nascent Soul has already been decided, and my master also knows about it. Now that we start retreat, we can almost catch up with the final competition."

This time, he will never lose to Murong Qiao again!

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Yan Siyao shook his head lightly: "It's good that you know what's in your mind. But you still don't push yourself too hard. We are still so young, so we have more time in the future."

Zuo Zhao heard the words, but did not speak again.

Yan Siyao could only sigh helplessly.

This old friend of his has an open mouth but doesn't like to talk.It's really sad.

On the other side, the 608 dormitory.

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao quietly.

Murong Qiao's appearance was undoubtedly handsome.

But his usually lively personality will always soften this aggressive beauty.

Only when he is serious, can he get a glimpse of that breathtaking beauty.

Feng Jingchen likes Murong Qiao's character, but it's also a good experience to appreciate such a visual feast once in a while.

In particular, there is this nice BGM that comes with it.

Just 2 minutes.

After a melodious Xiao sound echoed, the tune slowly ended.

Murong Qiao walked up to Feng Jingchen, looking at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Does it sound good?"

Feng Jingchen stood up and praised sincerely: "The lingering sound lingers. What's the name of this piece?"

Murong Qiao burst into laughter immediately: "No name~ I just blew it casually~"

Feng Jingchen was surprised: "You still know this?"

Knowing how to play is not the same as being able to compose.

The song just now is not only beautiful, but also expresses emotions in place.It can be described as a rare masterpiece.

Murong Qiao's smile was rippling, like a peacock with its tail open: "That's it~ I'll make a lot of it~ I'll tell you later~"

Feng Jingchen was also looking forward to it: "Okay."

The two walked out while talking.

Murong Qiao borrowed Murong Xiaoxiao's flamboyant sports car and drove all the way to a small alley on the outskirts of the city.

This alley is remote.

But this early in the morning, there were already several luxury cars parked in the parking lot at the entrance of the alley.

They all came from the hot pot restaurant in the alley!

Fortunately, not many people want to eat hot pot in the morning.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao didn't have to queue up either, and they were seated directly after entering the store.

Murong Qiao's high-profile attire also attracted a lot of attention.

Even the boss ran out in person, saying that he would give them a plate of fat sheep.

Murong Qiao chatted with the boss for several minutes before sending him away.

He leaned in front of Feng Jingchen with a smile: "Ayu, just now the boss taught me the secret dipping sauce, let me make you a try?"

Feng Jingchen likes to eat light food, and the standard sesame sauce dipping sauce is too thick.

So Murong Qiao deliberately inquired about the new secret recipe with the boss~

Feng Jingchen had a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

soon.

Put a pot of water on the charcoal stove.

Murong Qiao ordered two plates of secret dipping sauce, and served it with freshly cut mutton slices.

tasty!

"Ayu, try this, it's delicious~" Murong Qiao graciously boiled mutton for Feng Jingchen.

"Thank you." Feng Jingchen also picked up a piece of meat for him.

Murong Qiao looked at the meat in the bowl, not to mention how sweet it was~

The two of you come and go.

As the lingering smoke from the boiler curled up, the distance between the two got closer.

Murong Qiao turned his head.

Suddenly, he found that Ayu's lips were only a finger away from him.

Unexpectedly, that kiss in the dark flashed in Murong Qiao's mind.The heart suddenly missed a beat.

There is the sound of boiling water from the copper stove, and the curling smoke blurs the vision.

For a moment, Murong Qiao seemed to be fascinated.

Feng Jingchen noticed something and looked up at him.

The four eyes met, as if something was flowing in the air.

Murong Qiao's lips parted slightly.

A turbulent emotion spread in my heart, almost gushing out.

But suddenly.

Both of them turned their heads together!

I saw a corner of the hot pot restaurant, and suddenly a gust of wind blew by.

Two figures suddenly appeared.

They dress very "retro".

One of them was a middle-aged man with a round waist and broad shoulders, wearing coarse linen clothes.

The other one is a girl with a thin figure in the school uniform of the Republic of China.

It's a ghost from the Republic of China period!

The two ghosts seemed to be unable to see the people and things around them.

The man suddenly raised his hand, and slapped the girl hard on the face!

"Ah!" The girl was knocked to the ground heavily.

She dropped the painting in her arms.

The man stepped on the paper and stained all the brightly colored paintings in a mess: "Drawing pictures! You know how to draw these rubbish!"

"I sent you to such an expensive school just to let you hook up with a wealthy son-in-law and help you!"

The man stepped on the girl's palm fiercely: "It's good for you. Not only did you ignore Young Master Feng, but you even dared to talk back to him? It's against you!"

"Hmm!" The girl seemed to be used to all this, she clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from crying out in pain.

But the man was even more angry when he saw her stubborn appearance.

Without leaving any strength in his fists and feet, he landed on the thin girl like a violent storm!

Seeing this scene, Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao frowned slightly.

Murong Qiao said in a low voice, "It's a grieving ghost."

Resentment persists during life, and will turn into a resentful ghost after death.

Either they will obey their instincts and kill the person they hate.

Or it will be like these two ghosts, repeating the most impressive scene in life day after day.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao looked at each other, got up together and walked towards that corner.

The two ghosts seemed completely invisible to them.

The man is still beating the girl frantically.

But the girl's movements and voice became smaller and smaller, a trace of blood spread from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes began to turn white.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao's expressions became more and more serious.

The two of them used the cover of their figures to throw the man into the underworld while the diners in the store were not paying attention!

Feng Jingchen tapped with his fingertips and put the girl on Huangquan Road.

This tragedy, which has lasted for an unknown number of years, has temporarily come to an end.

However, Feng Jingchen's and Murong Qiao's expressions were not as happy as before.

The ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted by this, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The two went back to continue cooking hot pot.

But the more Murong Qiao thought about it, the angrier he became.

Blame that nasty male ghost!

Otherwise, his relationship with Ah Yu might be able to go a step further!

When the waiter came to add water to their hot pot halfway.

Murong Qiao suddenly asked: "By the way, little brother, I heard that your place is a century-old shop. Who opened this shop back then?"

He wants to see who that male ghost is!

The waiter is a native of the capital city, and he spoke in an authentic Beijing accent: "Oh my lord, you are asking the right person. Our family lives next door, and we have been playing with our boss since we were young!"

The boss's best friend just sat down and openly fished at work: "If you want to talk about this store, it was opened by our boss's great-grandfather."

"It is said that back then, his great-grandfather gave birth to a beautiful daughter who was favored by a wealthy family at that time and gave him a large dowry! That's why this store was opened."

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao looked at each other, and immediately thought of what the male ghost said just now.

It seems that the male ghost is the founder of this store.

Murong Qiao wanted to ask more details.For example, how did those two ghosts die?

However, so much time has passed.

Not to mention the waiters, even the boss himself may not know what happened back then.

In the end, Murong Qiao talked nonsense with the waiter before sending him away.

"Ayu, try this." Murong Qiao boiled another piece of mutton for Feng Jingchen.

The two tacitly did not bring up this topic again.

Back then, the land of China was turbulent, and there were countless tragedies like that girl.

Now, after a hundred years, they can't travel through time and space to go back and do something for them.

By the time they finished their meal, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

Hot pot restaurants are also starting to fill up gradually.

The lively fireworks in the world quickly dissipated the little yin that was left in the store.

The last trace left by the two resentful ghosts in the world has also faded away with time.

Feng Jingchen and the two came out from the inside, looking at the bright sky of the capital, their emotions had almost recovered.

Murong Qiao was in high spirits: "Ayu, why don't we go to Lianyan Ghost Market?"

The strategy on the Internet said: If you love him, you have to spend money on him!

But ordinary items are meaningless to the Celestial Master, so why not go to the ghost market~

He has prepared enough talisman papers, Ayu can buy whatever he wants!

Feng Jingchen naturally had no objection: "Do you want to drive?"

"That's too slow!" Murong Qiao winked at Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen understood.

The two tacitly came to an unoccupied corner and pasted the invisibility talisman.

Yujian, take off!

Lianyanguan.

In ancient times, this was a desolate pass.

But now with the development of technology and economy, it has become a bustling prefecture-level city.

The once ancient and dilapidated ancient city wall is now surrounded in the center of the city and has become a famous tourist attraction.

And the entrance to Lianyan Ghost City is inside this scenic spot.

Tickets are 120 per person.

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Could it be possible for General Wei to cooperate with the city government?

Fortunately, they had an invisibility talisman, and Yu Jian went straight to the ghost market.

Over the vicissitudes of the ancient city wall.

In an instant, the two came to a sky full of yellow sand, quite desolate as described in history books.

and…

It looks similar to Nanqiao Ghost Market? !

Feng Jingchen was silent for half a second: "Isn't the Nanqiao Ghost City imitated and built here?"

Murong Qiao: "That's right ~ Uncle Master said not to give them such a good environment. Come on, let's go in."

Although the "natural environment" of Lianyan Ghost City is very harsh.

But the city is much better than Nanqiao Ghost City.

The city walls are majestic and the houses are in order.Everything is planned in an orderly manner, like a real city.

Even the ghosts guarding the city gates look like real soldiers.

All of them were straight and straight, with fierce expressions.

The little ghosts and little celestial masters who passed by couldn't help feeling sorry for each other.

It was the first time Feng Jingchen had seen such a ghost, so he looked more curiously.

Murong Qiao whispered in his ear: "Those are the soldiers who followed General Wei back then. There are still many residents from back then in the city. So this place is much more lively than Nanqiao Ghost Market."

Feng Jingchen nodded clearly.

No wonder the moment he came in just now, he noticed that the atmosphere of Lianyan Ghost Market was different from that of Nanqiao Ghost Market.

Along the street, there are many necessities of ghosts selling food, clothing, housing and transportation, which is a little less ghostly and more pyrotechnic.

It was because of this.

This made Feng Jingchen more interested in Lianyan Ghost City.

Isn't this equivalent to a very small underworld?I don't know how the ghosts live here.

Murong Qiao saw that Feng Jingchen was in high spirits, and immediately puffed up his chest: "Ayu, the headquarters of our religious department and the two major forces are all in the capital. Even Yangui City has much more good things than other ghost markets."

He boldly said: "Just watch it, if you like it, I'll pay for it today!"

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Then I won't be polite."

"Don't worry~ the money is enough." Murong Qiao took out a thick stack of talisman papers from his bosom.

Feng Jingchen glanced at him with a smile, then walked straight inside.

10 minute later.

Murong Qiao touched the talisman paper that was half missing, and suddenly began to panic.

He seems to... a bit underestimated Ayu's ability to spend money.

Along the way, Feng Jingchen was not polite to him at all.

As long as you come across something novel and interesting, buy it all!

Just 10 minutes.

This handsome guy wearing glasses suddenly became the victim in the eyes of the entire ghost market merchants.

This is not.

Another vixen jumped out and blocked their way, pointing to the small shop next to him: "My lord, do you want to take a look at our things? You are satisfied!"

Feng Jingchen glanced at the things in the store: "OK."

Murong Qiao: "..."

He gave the vixen a vicious look, and then followed Feng Jingchen into the shop with a tragic face.

The things sold in this small shop are very miscellaneous, most of which seem to be picked up randomly in the field.

But this vixen is very eloquent: "My lord, our shopkeeper's business is a treasure left from the sea. Look at these things, don't look inconspicuous on the outside, but as long as you use them in the right place, they are definitely treasures that are hard to find!" "

Murong Qiao dismantled the situation: "Then tell me, where should they be used to be considered correct?"

"..." The vixen laughed awkwardly, "It depends on the eyesight of the two masters."

Feng Jingchen glanced around with the eyes of truth, and quickly found something he was interested in.

With a hook of his fingertips, he held a dark stone in his hand.

The vixen immediately said enthusiastically: "Oh, this master has really good eyesight! This is the main store of our shop..."

Feng Jingchen: "A low-grade blasting talisman."

The vixen's expression froze: "This master is joking. Although this stone looks inconspicuous, let me show you his fluorescence. It is obviously a treasure of middle grade."

Murong Qiao snorted coldly: "What middle grade? This thing doesn't have a single rule, it's just a low-grade thing! I'll give you a low-grade talisman, or we'll lose money, and you still have the nerve to ask for the price?"

"Ah, this..." The vixen was so stunned that he couldn't move.

Since the new grading standard came out, the biggest impact is their small traders who fish in troubled waters.

In the past, they could take advantage of the little celestial master's poor eyesight and kill one by one.

As a result now...

The vixen cursed that person named "Feng Jingchen" thousands of times in his heart,

Then the transaction was completed with a smile on his face.

Feng Jingchen took the small stone and walked out of the shop. Seeing Murong Qiao's pained face, he couldn't help chuckling: "Can you still hold it? If not, forget it."

He bought these little things just because there were some tiny rules on them that he hadn't seen before, and he wanted to go back and study them.

But if you don't have money, you don't need to force yourself.

Murong Qiao sighed: "No, I just think we are too bad!"

Blame him for being too high-level and unable to draw unpopular talismans!

But Feng Jingchen didn't like other things in the store, so there was no need to buy them back to get in the way.

Ever since, they can only buy such broken things at "high prices".

After walking all the way, Feng Jingchen also felt deeply: "Now the ghost market is still in the stage of bartering, and it is indeed a bit primitive."

His eyes rolled slightly, and a new idea quietly formed in his heart.

Seeing Ayu's appearance, Murong Qiao immediately leaned over excitedly: "Ayu, are we going to do something again?"

Feng Jingchen gave him a funny look: "How can there be so many things to do? Let's go visit General Wei."

This ghost market is almost done.

He has some ideas and wants to talk to Wei Ji.

Hearing this, Murong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! I'll lead the way~"

The two walked a few streets forward and came to a quaint mansion.

This mansion is not luxurious, but it covers a large area.

At the gate, there is also a plaque with red lacquer on a black background.

The handwriting is strong and powerful, and the four big characters of "Great General's Mansion" are written.The sharpness that emerges between the strokes of the pen makes people's skin hurt.

At the same time, there were four soldiers wearing armored stomachs on duty at the door.

As soon as the two approached, the soldiers immediately crossed their spears, blocked their way, and shouted sharply: "Who is coming?"

Murong Qiao cupped his hands: "Tianshi Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen, come to pay a visit to the general."

As soon as the soldier heard Feng Jingchen's name, his eyes lit up in a flash!

They immediately moved their spears away, and the anger on their faces immediately turned into enthusiasm: "It turns out that Feng Wuchang is coming, please come in quickly! Let's go here to inform the general."

This quick change of face stunned Murong Qiao.

Ah Yu's face is really great!

Even if this group of soldiers met his uncle, they were not so enthusiastic!

Feng Jingchen reacted calmly, and thanked the soldiers: "Thanks for your hard work."

The two followed the leading soldiers and stepped into the legendary general's mansion.

The architectural style of the General's Mansion is the same as that of the whole ghost city, revealing the desolation and boldness of the frontier.

Although the appearance is not high, it tells the vicissitudes of history everywhere.It makes people feel a little more lonely.

Suddenly, two figures appeared out of thin air!

One is a young white-haired Taoist, and the other is a man in burly armor.

The two of them smelled heavily of alcohol at this time, and their posture was much more unrestrained than usual.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao Qi raised their eyes to look at the Northern Ghost King.

General Wei did not wear a mask today.

A pair of auspicious phoenix eyes, skin as thick as fat, and lips as red as blood.The facial contours are also exceptionally soft.Just like a peerless gentleman.

It is completely two extremes with the usual image of the mighty general.

Feng Jingchen & Murong Qiao: "..."

Who are you handsome?