flstandardbreds Chapter 182 Ghost Spy
Chapter 182 Ghost Spy
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Three consecutive whips, each whip penetrated the soul. The two-faced ghost clasped his hands together and squatted on the ground.
The White Python Whip is a Buddhist weapon. No matter whether it is an evil ghost or an evil person, they will be subdued after a few whips.
"What the hell are you?"
Wencai shouted.
In the eyes of the two-faced ghost, Wencai was like the Buddha, scolding him with boundless majesty.
"I'm Yamato Reiko, the Fuso Goblin Futakuchi-onna."
The two-faced ghost still spoke in a female voice, but with a weird tone.
It turns out to be a Japanese ghost.
This answer surprised Wencai, Jiushu and Shijian.
"What are you doing here?"
Uncle Jiu asked quickly.
The two-faced ghost ignored Uncle Jiu and only answered the holder of the white python whip.
Wencai repeated Uncle Jiu's words again.
"The leader ordered me to come to Long Country to destroy Lin Jiu's position as the boss of the underworld bank."
This time the two-faced ghost answered.
"Who is the leader?"
"The leader of the Jiuju sect is also the wise and great Amoghavajra."
"What is Amoghavajra? Where is it?"
"On the Japanese island of Fuso."
It was so mysterious and weird that he couldn't get any answers to any of them. Wencai then asked the two-faced ghost why he came here.
I found out after asking.
Jiu Shucai’s position as the manager of the underworld bank is a very important job.
But Bukong Buddha predicted that Uncle Jiu would be able to get a job as the boss of the underworld bank in the future.
This Yin function can facilitate transactions between the human world and the underworld.
So no matter what, the Kyuki sect of Japan's national religion would not allow this to happen.
Uncle Jiu never expected that the job of a bank manager in the underworld was so important.
Even Japan, which is thousands of miles away, sent ghosts to deal with him.
The agency rights of the Underworld Bank are only given once every few hundred years in the Dragon Kingdom.
After listening to what Yamato Reiko said, Wencai finally understood.
Although Wencai had not traveled through time and space more than ten years ago, he still retained the memories of his original body.
From memory, we know that although the young Uncle Jiu’s magical powers are far inferior to Shi Jian’s, he is a person who can communicate with the underworld and even talk to the ghosts.
Later on, although he seemed to have profound skills, he could actually only fight zombies and make a little money by catching zombies and reading Feng Shui for others.
The difference is like the Minister of Revenue becoming a security guard thug.
They can fight now, but their clerical powers are gone.
Later on, Uncle Jiu became more and more destitute, and in the end he was even forcibly abducted by his concubine's aunt.
Everything became clear now, and Shi Jian was so angry that he wanted to beat Yamato Reiko to death.
Wencai stopped Shi Jian and left Yamato Reiko to take back to 1936 where she would be more useful.
"Lin Daojiu, please help me take this ghost back to the altar."
Wencai doesn't have the ability to capture ghosts, so he can only help Uncle Jiu capture ghosts.
The Soul Sealing Altar sucked Yamato Reiko in again, and Wencai put the Soul Sealing Altar into the space.
After killing the evil spirit and sealing Yamato Reiko, the story is not over yet.
The ghost messengers Black and White Impermanence found Uncle Jiu and asked him to hand over the escaped evil ghost.
There were only a dozen evil spirits left, and the rest were killed cleanly by Shi Jian, a disciple of Wencai.
The Black and White Impermanence were immediately furious and raised their mourning sticks and soul-binding rope high in the air.
Wencai thought a fight was about to start, but he heard the Black and White Impermanence say, "Pay money. These are evil spirits that are about to be saved. You want more money? One million taels of Yin notes each. If you say anything less, I'll take you to talk to the King of Hell."
One million Yin notes equal one ghost, and three hundred ghosts equal three hundred million taels of Yin notes.
When Uncle Jiu heard this, sweat broke out on his face.
Wen Cai was surprised and said, "Master Lin, what are you afraid of? Can't we print as many Yin notes as we want?"
He remembered that when he went to visit the grave before he traveled through time, there were hundreds of billions and tens of thousands of taels of Yin banknotes burning everywhere.
The denominations of the Yin banknotes in the world are larger than those in Zimbabwe.
"How can it be that simple? There's no point in printing randomly. You have to use real gold and silver to exchange for gold paper to print. One tael of gold can print 10,000 taels of ghost notes. It takes 100 taels of gold to compensate one ghost. So 300 ghosts will cost 30,000 taels of gold!"
Money makes the world go round, and the exchange rate for money in the world of the living is also the same.
If they can print money indiscriminately, even a poor person can turn his life around.
Ordinary poor families cannot afford to burn Yin banknotes, so they just burn yellow paper or large-denomination fake Yin banknotes to get by and feel at ease.
Only truly wealthy people can directly use real gold and silver to burn gold paper and print money.
The poor become paupers and the rich become rich ghosts.
The rich remain rich in the underworld, and the poor remain poor in the underworld.
Poor people should not think that they can turn their lives around by dying.
Shi Jian was also stunned at this moment. Although he and Uncle Jiu were taught by the same master, what they learned were different.
He did not inherit the Netherworld, so he used the brutal Lightning and Thunder Fist to deal with ghosts and monsters.
"How about not paying?"
Wencai asked.
"If you want to be a deadbeat, Lin Jiu, Xu Wencai, and Liu Qiusheng will go to hell together and be fried in the oil pan. One ounce of gold will fry you for a year, and the three of you, the master and apprentice, will fry you for ten thousand years."
Bai Wuchang chuckled and said.
Hei Wuchang said: "The oil pan is fried three times a day. It will take ten thousand years to fry... Alas, I am not good at numbers, you can go down and fry while you do it."
"I'll pay. I'll pay."
When Wencai heard that he was going to be fried in the oil pan, he hurriedly asked for compensation.
Mushroom-headed Wencai is dead, and I guess if I travel through time, I will take his place and go to the underworld to be bombed.
When Shi Jian heard that Wencai wanted to pay 30,000 taels of gold, his fists flashed with lightning and he looked coldly at the Black and White Impermanence.
He was absolutely sure that he could kill the Black and White Impermanence, and then he could just ask Wencai for ten thousand taels.
Ten thousand gold and three hundred thousand oceans are enough to recruit soldiers and become a general.