Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Uncle Simu heard the sound of rattling in the bag, opened it suspiciously, and his eyes lit up immediately.

There are at least 20 silver dollars in it, which is enough for Uncle Simu to pay the debts owed by others, and the rest of the money is also enough for his remuneration for the business trip.

And if you go to deliver it by yourself, it will take at least three months. Now the customer doesn't need to deliver it, and the money is in his hands.

At that moment, the gloomy face of the four-eyed master uncle instantly smiled like a flower.

While putting away the money bag, he pretended to be polite, "Nephew, this is your money, how can I be ashamed?"

Before Han Feng could speak, Wencai drooped his face, "If you're sorry, just give me the money. My junior brother said before that he would buy me a house to marry a wife. This money is just right for me to marry a wife!"

Wencai is also a miser, so seeing Han Feng giving money to Uncle Simu in such a lavish manner, he was naturally unhappy.

The four-eyed uncle stared blankly, instead of showing any intention of taking it out, he even tightened the purse around his waist.

Looking at the reaction of the two of them, Han Feng felt amused.

"Brother Wencai, let's give this money to Uncle Simu. Uncle will go with us to Ghost God Valley to rescue Master. Aren't we delaying Uncle's work?" Han Feng gave Uncle Simu a step down.

Priest Simu loves Han Feng more and more.

But seeing Han Feng taking out so much money at once, Uncle Simu was curious, "Afeng, you usually go out to do things, and you earn so much?"

Seeing Han Feng's extravagant spending, the four-eyed Taoist priest felt that the industry of killing corpses was no longer popular in an instant.

You must know that Uncle Simu always thinks he is richer than Uncle Jiu.

Before accepting Han Feng as his apprentice, Uncle Jiu was really a poor Taoist priest.

20 silver dollars converted into system currency is 20000. Han Feng didn't say anything, but he was the richest of these people, so he didn't care about the silver dollars.

Han Feng knows that sometimes he likes to be careful and careful, and resolutely refuses to spend money that he thinks should not be spent, but he is definitely not the kind of stingy, and he is not like a miser like Uncle Simu and Wencai.

Qiu Sheng smiled, "Master Uncle, it seems that you don't know that we bought a bungalow in the city."

"What? Bought a bungalow in the city?" Uncle Simu was really shocked. Then he thought about how it was possible. The bungalows in the city are so expensive. How could that poor Lin Jiuying have the money to buy a house in the city.

Let alone a bungalow in the city, Uncle Jiu couldn't even afford a house in the town.

"Don't be kidding, I still know about your master's family background and your uncle. It's not bad if your master can keep you guys from starving to death, and even bought a house, ha ha!"

The four-eyed master uncle smiled resolutely.

Qiusheng and Wencai immediately jumped up, "What I said is true! We really bought a house in the city, and it's a bungalow!"

"We've been living for a while!"

Seeing Wencai's look of wanting to move the bungalow here for you to take a look at, Simu approached Han Feng, "Xiaofeng, you never lie, you Tell the uncle honestly, is it true?"

Han Feng smiled and nodded, "Master, it's absolutely true. We did buy a bungalow in the city. When we have the opportunity, we will take you there to live there, so that you can feel the life of the people in the city."

The four-eyed uncle helped the glasses that had slipped out, and opened his mouth wide, "Xiaofeng, the uncle has decided, I will go out with you to practice things from now on, and I won't chase away corpses!"

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The four-eyed Taoist priest with a turbulent heart never imagined that he would not earn as much as the few of them by working so hard to drive corpses outside.

That old Lin Jiuying hides his secrets!

With such a solid family background, he was able to hold back.

Han Feng didn't continue to care about the thoughts of Uncle Si Mu, but turned on the system, and began to check the rewards he had just obtained for killing Li Gui in his mind.

After coming out of Xiangta Pagoda, I haven't had time to check the rewards of the system.

I don't know what rewards the system will issue this time.

But thinking of the more than 100 ghosts, Han Feng couldn't calm down. With so many ghosts, the reward this time must be blown up.

Under the thought, the system panel slowly opened.

A non-stop flashing gift bag was quietly lying in the unclaimed column.

Without hesitation, Han Feng manipulated it with his spiritual sense, and the gift bag was opened instantly.

In an instant, there was a crash!
Seeing countless things scattered from inside, Han Feng was dazzled.

I go!

What is this!

This gift bag is like a jingle cat's pocket, containing everything in the world, and it didn't know how long it was clattering before it stopped.

Han Feng looked at the items piled up on the ground, and there were still translucent fonts floating on those items, with related introductions of various treasures written.

Because there are too many magic weapons, those introductions all overlap.

Han Feng simply didn't bother to look at it from this place, and instead opened his personal warehouse. The rewards issued by these systems will be automatically classified into the host's personal warehouse.

The moment he opened the warehouse, Han Feng clearly felt that the space in the warehouse was much smaller than before.

"Great! We've harvested so many things this time, it's time to upgrade the warehouse!"

Feeling the smallness of the warehouse with his consciousness, Han Feng directly spent [-] system coins to double the size of the warehouse.

The space of the instant warehouse has increased a lot.

[Evil Repelling Bottle], [Ruthless Axe], [Yellow Dart]...

Looking around, there are countless treasures on the magic weapon bar.

With so many treasures, Han Feng didn't even have the patience to check them one by one. The main reason is that there are too many things to see.

Even if these things are not used in the future, they can be converted into system currency and then converted into silver dollars to spend.

All of a sudden, Han Feng became rich again!
And these good things are the contributions of those ghosts.

Han Feng has even begun to look forward to how many evil spirits are waiting for him in the Ghost Valley they are going to go to next. If possible, he hopes that there will be a thousand, or even ten thousand...

The larger the number, the more benefits he will reap.

Of course, in addition to harvesting these treasures this time, Han Feng also harvested a lot of evil spirits, which had already entered his body under the urging of the system.

Han Feng couldn't wait to know whether his cultivation could be improved by one level this time? !

Today, his cultivation has far surpassed that of his peers.

At least among the same generation of Maoshan faction, there are almost no people of the same level.

The realm of the Vientiane Realm is already the only ones of the generation of Maoshan School Qiusheng and their uncles and uncles.

That is to say, Han Feng's current cultivation level is comparable to that of the elders of the Maoshan School.

But how could Han Feng's goal be the elders of the Maoshan sect? His goal was to break through himself.

Only by comparing yourself can you continue to improve.

Now that the Vientiane Realm is at the first level, how to continue to rise is the key.

Han Feng is looking forward to the next breakthrough.

It may be that the system also sensed Han Feng's thoughts, and the evil spirit began to rise rapidly in his body. Han Feng felt like a fire was ignited in his abdomen, scalding his dantian.

Even the skin on his body began to tighten and twitch, as if to cheer up his body.

At the beginning, this violent reaction made Han Feng feel suffocated by the raging fire, but when the heat wave in his body was diluted by the true energy, his body felt a rare sense of pleasure.

The brain suddenly becomes extremely transparent like a window to the world.

About [Soul-suppressing mysterious needle secret technique], [Yin Wulei technique], [Jing Ling sent generals], [Yin-yang mysterious technique], [Tongtian seal script], etc., all the techniques that have been mastered before are re-imprinted in the brain Go through it again.

This is an invisible re-consolidation of these spells.

Yin-Yang Xuanshu was only at the elementary level before, but after this practice and consolidation, it directly broke through to the intermediate level.

Han Feng felt that he was more aware of the application of these spells.

This feeling made him very excited.

This kind of open-mindedness from the depths of the brain made Han Feng a lot more transparent.

The zhenqi continued to swim in the body, from bottom to top, and finally reached his forehead. Han Feng moved his palm up and down in coordination with him, and closed his eyes tightly. He felt that the last trace of evil spirit had been absorbed, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Exhaling a cloud of turbid air from the nasal cavity, I feel refreshed a lot.

The four-eyed uncle was stunned by Han Feng's reaction.