Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

"If you can't leave, what does it matter?" Surprisingly, Chen Feng replied to Qiao Feng very simply.

"I have to admit, Captain Joe, what you said does make sense.

My grandfather is gone, and now I am not an exaggeration to describe me as having nothing.

As a matter of common sense, there is nothing left in this world that is worth my nostalgia for.

However, if I join you, in addition to avenging my grandfather, I can also save more families from unnecessary separation, and if my grandfather has a spirit in heaven and knows what I am thinking now, I should be able to feel at ease!.

Listening to Chen Feng's answer, Chu Weiguo and the three of them sitting on the sofa couldn't help but look at the former twice.

They really didn't expect that a few hours ago, the young man who had just lost his loved one and fell on his knees and wailed in the rainy night would regain his former maturity and calmness!

"Do you really think so?"

"Really!" Chen Feng nodded solemnly.

"In that case, I'll submit your application to my superiors right away, but before you participated in the Ghost Descending Training, you weren't a regular team member, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but... When does this training start and what do you learn?"

" Every year in mid-October, that is, in a month's time. Qiao Feng replied.

"Although we are said to be a semi-military organization, we are actually active military personnel.

Every year, new members of the team who join the ghost slayer have to go through a year-long intensive training.

During this period, a series of skills such as combat, shooting, strategic battles, combat command, use of abilities, and use of spiritual weapons are all subjects that you need to learn.

By the way, the newcomers recruited by the ghost slayer every year are students who have reached the age of eighteen after being tested in major high schools and awakened abilities and natal spirit weapons.

Speaking of this, Qiao Feng seemed to remember something, and hurriedly added: "What's more, before you participated in the training camp, you could only be regarded as a reserve member of our team."

As for the reserve members, they do not include board and lodging, and do not pay salaries. "

Chen Feng: (¬_¬)

Even if you don't include room and board, you haven't paid yet

?!!!?!!!

you ghost people have this kind of welfare treatment?

"Don't get me wrong, the treatment of our ghost people is very good, the monthly basic salary has reached six figures, and there are various subsidies every year."

There are also bonuses for killing ghosts and receiving awards for meritorious service. As if he had seen Chen Feng's thoughts, Qiao Feng hurriedly added.

"In our team, take Lao Chu as an example, after he deducts all the taxes in a year, he should be able to have a money in hand... Three or four million or so.

"The reason why you don't have a salary is because all the ghost slaying people before passing the training camp are not established, and without the establishment, you can't be paid.

"That's fine, I can go back to the old town anyway, and the rest of my scholarship is enough for my pre-training expenses." Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders with a resigned expression.

At this moment, the five people who were originally pushing the body of Grandpa Chen Feng walked out of the dressing room.

"Captain, the dressing room has been cleaned up and you can put on makeup for the deceased. Wu Bin knocked on the door of the dressing room and said to Qiao Feng.

"Okay, I'll go over now..."Qiao Feng turned his head sideways and glanced at Chen Feng who was standing in place, and then said to Han Ping'an:

"Old Han, take Chen Feng to change his clothes, and arrange for him to rest in our store today."

Tomorrow afternoon, let's see off Chen Feng's grandfather. "

Okay!" Han Ping'an responded, got up and pulled Chen Feng towards the changing room.

......

The next afternoon, Shangdu Cemetery.

At this moment, Chen Feng had already taken a shower and changed into a clean suit.

A white corsage was pinned to Chen Feng's left chest.

Directly in front of it is the grave of my grandfather, who has been buried but has not yet been erected.

"Chen boy, mourning. Chu Weiguo, who was dressed in a suit, gently patted Chen Feng's shoulder and comforted him in a low voice.

Chen Feng nodded in understanding.

Behind Chu Weiguo, there were members of the entire Shangdu team, all of them without exception, all dressed in suits and with white flowers on their chests.

After a while, Qiao Feng, who was in the middle of the queue, took out a blank stone tablet from behind him and handed it to Chen Feng.

"What do you mean?" Looking at the wordless tablet in the other party's hand, Chen Feng's face was full of puzzlement.

"This wordless stele, called [Requiem Stele], is one of our magic weapons for subduing ghosts, which can soothe the souls of the deceased.

You shouldn't know yet, since the black fog has descended, not only will ghosts come to the territory of Great Xia for no reason, but the souls of the dead will also have a certain chance of being reincarnated as ghosts.

The [Requiem Monument] can appease the soul of the tomb owner, dissipate his grievances, and prevent him from being reincarnated as a ghost.

I don't think you want to see your grandfather reincarnate as a ghost after he dies, right?"

After hearing this, Chen Feng nodded heavily and took the [Requiem Tablet].

"Thank you. Chen Feng said softly.

"If you thank you, you won't have to, and after you finish carving the tombstone, you can hurry back to the base, and there are still a bunch of things to explain to you...

Oh yes, you only need to engrave your grandfather's name, gender, place of origin, and date of birth and death on the [Requiem Tablet] to use it.

I'll go first, see you at the base in the evening!" With

that, Qiao Feng turned around and walked in the direction of 'Protect the Funeral Shop'.

Seeing the captain leave, the rest of the people did not stay longer, and left one after another.

In just three minutes, in the entire cemetery, only Chen Feng was left.

Seeing that everyone had already left, Chen Feng slowly sat down and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He held the wordless tablet, and in his right hand he held his natal spiritual weapon, the short dagger, and carved his grandfather's message on the wordless tablet little by little.

Tears slid down Chen Feng's cheeks and dripped on the wordless tablet in his arms, and then he hurriedly wiped them dry and continued to engrave.

Time changes.

Under the hazy moonlight, in the dead cemetery, for a while, only the short dagger in Chen Feng's hand emitted a slight mournful sound on the tombstone...

Outside the cemetery, in the woods.

"Old Qiao, are you still staring?"

"?!!!"

Qiao Feng, who was lying on the ground and observing Chen Feng's condition in the cemetery with his Inner Dan skills, was shocked and turned his head suddenly.

After seeing the comer, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I said Han Ping'an, you don't sleep at night, why did you come here to scare me?

Do you know that I was almost scared to death by you just now!"

At this moment, Qiao Feng only felt his heart pounding wildly, and he palpitated.

Han Ping'an smiled, sat down quietly beside Qiao Feng, and also looked at Chen Feng, who was concentrating on carving the tombstone not far away, and said in a low voice:

"Old Qiao, who are you blind?

You are all people who have been dealing with ghosts for so many years, can you still be scared?

If you want me to say, you are still a knife mouth and tofu heart, obviously you care about Chen Feng very much, why do you have to face him with a needle when you first met?"

Qiao Feng gave him a cold look," Why do I care about him?

Ping'an, I can warn you, don't spread rumors about me here!"

In this regard, Han Ping'an smiled silently,

"You still don't care about him?"

What is the [Requiem Monument] for, he doesn't know, how many of us don't know?

Now that the underworld is shattered and reincarnation has been destroyed, the dead in this world can only be reincarnated and reborn by relying on the [Requiem Monument].

Otherwise, there is a 70% chance that the soul will be scattered, and a 30% probability of being reincarnated as a ghost.

Even if we descend ghosts, it is because everyone has special abilities, in order to prevent us from being reincarnated as powerful ghosts, we have achieved a [Requiem Monument] per person.

Now that you've given him all your [Requiem Monument], are you embarrassed to say that you don't care about him?".