Unexpectedly, Fang Xin was only promoted to a level-free inspector, and he actually felt like he was transformed. He even brought a faint pressure to Tang Changsheng!

The power of the Shinto is increased by fast speed. In just a short period of time, Tang Changsheng believed that he had gained several benefits and made no progress slowly, but compared with this letter, he felt that he was far different.

"This is not Brother Tang. Long time no see. I really miss me!" Fang Xin laughed loudly and laughed: "Why did you come to see me for so long? I thought you forgot my brother!"

Tang Changsheng also smiled and said, "This is my younger brother's fault. I have been in seclusion for a while recently, so..."

Fang Xin did not doubt it, but instead felt relieved: "No wonder he felt that his brother had improved a lot of magic power. Come on, let's follow me."

Tang Changsheng responded with a smile and followed Fang Xin. However, he saw a cluster of yin energy surging, showing a group of ghost messengers, three or four. Each one was no different from Fang Xin at the time...

There are dozens of ghosts below, at least at the level of evil ghosts, and there are five or six evil ghosts.

At this moment, dozens of ghosts gathered together, and they really felt like they were storms.

"These are my subordinates," Fang Xin carefully introduced the ghost messengers. He pointed to the ghosts and said, "These are my subordinates!"

Subordinates? Subordinates?

Tang Changsheng was thinking about the difference when he heard Fang Xin introduce: "This Master Tang Changsheng is my brother. In the future, you will be able to highlight your skills. When you see him, you will be like seeing me..."

In this way, the dozens of ghosts that Fang Xin called him fell to the ground and called him: "Greetings to the mage!"

On the contrary, the ghost messengers just bowed: "It turns out to be Master Tang, polite and polite!"

At this moment, Tang Changsheng understood a little. These ghost messengers were indeed different from these ghosts.

If you use metaphor, these ghost messengers are formally organized policemen. Although Fang Xin is their immediate boss, he has not yet been servile.

But those ghosts are not organized, they are just recruited hiccups...or are called auxiliary police?

This is the power of power. These fifty or sixty ghosts are all at the level of evil ghosts, not to mention that five of them are still evil ghosts.

Such power has killed Tang Changsheng more than seven or eight times. But now, I have been bowing to the ground and saluting Tang Changsheng!

Tang Changsheng sighed in his heart, but he didn't show his face at all. He just smiled and said, "Don't give me any gifts. I'm here this time, and I haven't brought any gifts. Let's do this..."

As he said that, he took out a stack of paper money from his arms, and while thinking, his heart shone. All the paper money burned and turned into strings of copper coins and fell down.

"Why don't you thank Master Tang for your reward!" Fang Xin shouted loudly.

After seeing the silver and money, the ghosts that were a little turbulent immediately bowed again: "Thank you, Master Tang, for your reward..."

Then he scattered and robbed money everywhere!

It’s really money that can make the devil push!

I remember that even Fang Xin, a ghost man, was so miserable that he was jealous of money, not to mention these idle ghosts who followed his subordinates.

Even those three ghost messengers fell down with a lot of copper coins and were all jealous. They regretted that they would not be reserved for their identity if they had known. They just fell down with these ghosts to pick up money together.

But at this time, I felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed to go grab money with those ghosts without identity.

Tang Changsheng had a flexible eyebrow and naturally did not favor one or the other. With a move in his hand, several big ingots fell and distributed them to these three ghost officials. The three ghost officials were immediately happy and smiled and thanked Tang Changsheng repeatedly.

On the contrary, when Fang Xin saw his subordinates scattered money, he not only wasn't angry, but laughed: "My brother really made a big move!"

Tang Changsheng was not polite and said, "Brother, I heard that you have had some celebrations with the Qing King from Miaoqian Village recently?"

"Hey, brother, how do you know about this?"

Tang Changsheng felt very calm when he heard this. As expected, this would be the best thing. He smiled and said, "Actually, I fell in love with King Qing's temple this time, but I was not capable, so I heard that the eldest brother and King Qing were not in harmony..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Xin laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, I told you all the time last time. How can a person like you, who has no place to settle down without a peaceful life?

I told you last time that my brother was not concerned about it at that time. How does it look now? The feng shui of that temple is good!"

Tang Changsheng hurriedly apologized and begged for mercy. Fang Xin stopped laughing and sighed slightly: "Since my brother has spoken, I naturally have to help. Not to mention, eliminating such a Mao God is the responsibility of my underworld ghosts and gods.

But this Qing King has recently recruited soldiers and expanded very well, but it is very difficult to deal with!"

"Will the eldest brother not be able to recruit soldiers and buy horses?" Tang Changsheng smiled and said, "The ghost officer has a stipulation. Is there anyone in these gangs who care about how many of them, can you raise?"

Fang Xin laughed out loud, but shook his head again: "My brother doesn't know that my Baishui River is barren after all. I can't afford to raise so many idle people. If I want to recruit soldiers, I can't do it!"

He is now considered a prince under the mountain god of Fuyang Mountain. He has his own territory, even if it is just a small river that is only a dozen miles long.

However, his territory is too small and his income is small, so he really can't afford to support too many people.

But before Tang Changsheng was disappointed, Fang Xin smiled and said, "In fact, with our strength, although it is difficult to deal with the Qing King, there is no way out.

My brother is a master of the world, and we are ghosts and gods in the underworld. It is not difficult to break the Qing King like this!”

When Tang Changsheng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Then please brother!"

As long as you set a place to settle down in this world, and then you won’t settle down in the wilderness and chaotic places, that’s fine.

One person and one ghost said it was decided, and soon we discussed how to deal with the Qing King.

As for those idle ghosts, most of them are stupid ghosts who are not smart and have low status, so naturally they have no room for words.

However, those three ghost messengers were serious ghost messengers under the command of the mountain god, but they only belonged to Fang Xin's subordinates, but they were not Fang Xin's personal power.

They were originally qualified to speak, but they just received the gift from Tang Changsheng. They were all soft-mouthed and short-handed, but how could they stop them?

Of course, Tang Changsheng and Fang Xin discussed this matter, and immediately decided to destroy the Qing King in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!