There is a dragon in the aquarium

What would you give in exchange for him?

The words of the old man caused Zhu Xun to fall into a short thought.It seems that what this trafficker earns is not Ming coins, but other things.

"What do you want?"

The old man stood up from the ground with a smile, bent his body, and slowly said two words: "Spiritual power."

"Spiritual power?" Zhu Xun was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

The spiritual power in this world is declining, and the concentration is not as good as one-fiftieth of the previous era of gods and Buddhas. The spiritual power in the atmosphere is even less, and it takes time and effort to refine it by yourself.Therefore, this spiritual power has become a precious and scarce commodity in the hands of cultivators.

If you can directly obtain spiritual power from others, it will not only save yourself a lot of time for refining, but also enrich your own power reserves. Why not do such a good thing?

"How much spiritual power can I exchange for a number that immediately leaves Naihe Bridge?" Zhu Xun asked.

"It depends on you. Spiritual power is not easy to quantify. If I am satisfied, I will give you a good number." The old man rolled his eyes.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Xun immediately responded, "Okay."

Absorb spiritual power for a lifetime, and use spiritual power for a while.Although these things are very scarce nowadays, for Zhu Xun, it is not something that needs special saving.

He turned his back in front of the old man, curled up slightly, and put his arms around his abdomen, as if he was taking something out of his arms.

Seeing his mysterious behavior, the old man deliberately turned his back to prevent him from seeing him, and his curiosity gradually filled his heart.He took small steps around Zhu Xun's side, trying to see what he was doing, but Zhu Xun had already discovered his behavior, and then turned around again.

"Hey--"

Before the old man could continue to speak, Zhu Xun said "噗!", squeezed the thing with his right hand and placed it in front of the old man.

"This, is it okay?"

There was a golden light in the old man's eyes.

"This is--!"

He took the object from Zhu Xun's hand.

This is a feather about twenty centimeters long, dark brown all over, with gold-plated edges.It looks like a metal texture, the edge of the feather is as sharp as a dagger, and it is not as soft as ordinary feathers, but has a heavy and heavy feeling.

The feathers are full of abundant and agile wind spirit power.

"My God," the old man's eyes lit up, and he fondly stroked the feather back and forth, "I've been here for hundreds of years, and I've never received anything like this—it's not ordinary! It must be The feather of a divine bird."

"If you are very satisfied, give me the number now, I want the first one in your hand."

"Okay, okay." The old man couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and immediately stuffed the feather into his broken bag in a panic, while searching for his number.

Finally, among the stack of numbers, he took out one and handed it to Zhu Xun.

Zhu Xun looked at the number [-], so if there are more than a dozen people, it will be his turn. According to the efficiency of the work here, it doesn't take too long to wait.He was quite satisfied with the result.

"That's right, old man."

Just as Zhu Xun turned around and wanted to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the old man, and smiled at him: "A day in the world is a year in the underworld. You have been in the underworld for hundreds of years, and only a hundred days have passed in the world , I advise you not to wait—hurry up to reincarnate, maybe we can meet again if we are destined."

The old man froze for a moment, and the smile gradually disappeared from his face.

He pursed his lips and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, just wait, wait..."

......

Zhu Xun had imagined Po Meng's appearance many times.

No matter if it was an old woman or a beautiful young woman, he had imagined it all, but he never imagined that Granny Meng looked like this.

A beautiful girl in a gorgeous red and gold dress is sitting lazily on a chair, her posture is like a cat basking in the sun comfortably, elegant and luxurious.She looked down at Zhu Xun who was coming from the gate from a higher angle, raised her eyebrows with interest, took the hot tea set aside with her slender arms, and took a soft sip.

"A strange person has come."

"Are you Po Meng?" Zhu Xun asked her.

After passing through the gate on the square, Zhu Xun came to this place.There is no difference between this place and the outside world. It is also a small isolated island in the dark lake, and the sky is blue and gray.But if you turn your head back along the way you came from, you can't see the overcrowded square at all. It is estimated that there is some kind of transfer formation on the door.

"I wasn't in the past, but now I am," the girl's voice was clear and sweet, with a hint of charm, "But besides Meng Po, you can also call me King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Yama... ..But I prefer to be called Ghost Emperor Yongyun because it sounds very dignified."

Zhu Xun frowned: "In my impression, these are not the same person."

"Now it is," the ghost emperor shrugged with a smile, "I am the only one in the underworld, and all the positions are held by me. I am whoever I say I am."

— "Not one, but really only one."

Only now did Zhu Xun understand what the old man meant just now.Co-authoring this huge underworld is actually operated by one person, no wonder the efficiency is so low.

However, based on the 700 years since the gods and Buddhas escaped from the world, the underworld has gone through nearly 25 years... Could it be said that during these 25 years, this girl spent all alone managing the underworld? what?

Not to mention the workload and time, just being able to endure such a long period of loneliness, this ghost emperor is extraordinary.

"Tell me, what is your purpose for coming to me?" Ghost Emperor Yong Yun put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Zhu Xun with dark eyes, and smiled with his lips curled up.

She knows I'm not ordinary.Zhu Xun made it clear.

Since this is the case, it is not easy for him to go around in circles, so he simply opened the skylight and said bluntly: "I came here to ask His Majesty Ghost Emperor to ask for someone's soul."

"Who?"

"My brother—the soul of Zhu Yi."

"Oh?" Yong Yun lowered his eyes, as if he was recalling something, his slender fingers tapped on his knees regularly, "Zhu Yi, this name sounds familiar to me..."

"His soul is only half left. I came here this time to ask you to get back the other half of his soul."

"Only half of the soul is left?"

This important clue seemed to be the key to certain memories in Ghost Emperor Yongyun's mind. Suddenly, complicated things from the long past flooded into her mind, making her froze.

"Snapped!"

She slammed the armrest of the chair, stood up, exuded a terrifying aura all over her body, and her eyes turned red instantly.

"presumptuous!!"

The sound made people's chests go numb, and the Wangchuan water was affected by the sound waves, and began to ripple regularly.

"How--?"

Before Zhu Xun could ask why the Ghost Emperor was so angry suddenly, she waved her sleeves and turned around.At the same time, two strange people came out from not far behind the chair she was sitting on, and rushed towards Zhu Xun, one on the left and the other on the right.

This person is dressed in white, the other is wearing black, and both are wearing high hats. It is obvious that they are the legendary ghosts who specialize in arresting people's souls.

It's just that this black and white impermanence looks familiar...Zhu Xun was stunned.

And the black and white Wuchang who had already come to Zhu Xun saw his face clearly, the menacing momentum immediately vented, and he also froze.

One person and two "ghosts" fell into a stalemate separated by a distance of a few meters.