From this point of view, it is not difficult for Yan Zheng to see that the underworld restricts people to enter and exit. In other words, if Yan Zheng opened the store in the wilderness, there were probably not so many underworld customers. The customer group he faced was only one of the separatist parties.

The ghost king, but how much money can these ghost kings have in their hands? Since ancient times, there have been bandits who occupy the mountains and become kings who can be rich. The real wealth of the people is the officials, that is, the public officials in the underworld.

If Yan Zheng wants to make a choice between the underworld and the Ghost King's power, Yan Zheng will definitely choose the underworld instead of the Ghost King.

Since it is determined that the customer audience is a public official in the underworld, Yan Zheng has to face a problem, and his store must be opened within the gates of hell!

The City of Wudi was rejected by Yan Zheng first. Opening a shop in Wudi City was equivalent to doing business in a robber's nest. Not to mention making money, it would be good if you don't get robbed. Then there are customers who dare to come to the door. After thinking about it, Yan Zheng found that there was only the bank of the Yellow Spring River.

That "slum"

It is the ideal location.

First of all, there is a must-pass way to enter and exit the underworld. Secondly, there are ordinary ghosts who die in vain and don’t worry about safety issues.

Third, that place is developed more maturely, has a better living atmosphere, and it is easier to accept when opening a store.

Thinking of this, Yan Zheng couldn't help but sigh. It would be so easy to open a shop in an underworld where every inch of land is valuable. If you don't ask the town for help...

Have it!

This mission reward requires two less treasure chests, and exchange for a license to open a store on the bank of the Huangquan River. With the company's determination to win Penglai secret treasures, the company will definitely not refuse its request, even if the company knows that this is a loss-making transaction.

Most of them will pinch their noses and recognize them!

Yan Zheng's frowning gradually unfolded, a treacherous smile appeared on his face, and then he sank again.

The problem of opening a store has been solved, but the problem of the company's employees has become a long-term problem.

When Xiaohong was not missing, Yan Zheng's company included seven ghosts, and three employees were still missing to meet the company's minimum requirements of ten employees.

Originally, Yan Zheng thought about incorporating the raincoat man so that Xiaohong only needed to find two more employees, but he never expected that there was a big vortex hidden behind the raincoat man, which could not be solved overnight.

Can you put the raincoat man aside? What’s tricked me is that the raincoat man is missing. When I meet it, I don’t know if it will be the year of the Monkey and Horse Month. What makes Yan Zheng even worse is that Xiaohong is also missing.

In this way, Yan Zheng is missing two reserve employees, and he still needs to find four employees to complete the minimum requirements for the company's tasks!

How many ghosts should I find to make up for the numbers?

This thought came out of Yan Zheng's mind and was quickly wiped out by Yan Zheng himself.

It has been a long time since the Si targeted him, and he also has a certain understanding of the company's routines.

Considering carefully, Yan Zheng guessed that this idea would not work. Once he gathered four ghosts, the company would definitely make many requirements, such as requiring employees to achieve certain strength, or new employees need Yan Zheng to conquer them in the task before counting them.

Additional conditions.

The more Yan Zheng thought about it, the more he realized that the company would probably write about new employees. Then he gave up his opportunistic plan and prepared to try his luck in Penglai. There were demons everywhere in Penglai. If he could pick up a few well-behaved, smart and sensible people.

Woolen cloth……

When Yan Zheng finished the construction task, he clearly sorted out his ideas. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Yan Zheng was in a good mood and stood in front of the window and watched the scenery for a while.

Yan Zheng stretched his waist and sighed: "It's so good in the prosperous world! I really miss the days without ghosts before~ It's a pity that I can't go back, I can't go back..."

While feeling sorry, I walked into the bedroom and turned on the computer to update the novel chapters that I had not moved for a long time.

When people concentrate on doing something, time always passes faster, and before they know it, time comes to around nine o'clock in the evening.

Yan Zheng, who was very focused on writing, forgot time and forgot to hunger. He was immersed in the ocean of words and could not extricate himself. Just as he carefully recalled that he was about to write a novel next to him, the change suddenly broke out.

Yan Zheng suddenly felt a sensation coming. This sleepiness was not normal drowsy, just like someone was sweating pills. The violent sleepiness suddenly broke out and his whole body began to be confused. No matter how hard he tried to get angry,

Unable to get rid of the trouble.

In horror, Yan Zheng put his hand into his arms, trying to call Liu Jinding and others to come to protect him, but his hands finally failed to touch the execution record. At this moment, Yan Zheng couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart. He had known that he was not in the company.

Going home~Who is plotting against me~

This was the only thought that Yan Zheng left in his mind before he lost consciousness. Then Yan Zheng felt that the mountains and rivers were broken and the earth was sinking.

The world in his eyes shattered like a mirror, and his body fell constantly as if it had fallen into an abyss.

After a while, Yan Zheng suddenly woke up and immediately grabbed the media lotus seeds on his chest. Anything wrong happened. Yan Zheng immediately transformed into a medium to protect himself.

At the same time, he silently opened the dictator's gaze skill in his heart. In his dark eyes, white dots like needles were densely filled with white pupils.

After doing all this, Yan Zheng calmed down and looked at the surrounding situation.

The boundless thick fog surrounded him tightly, and the world was in chaos. Except for the forefather Yan Zheng could not see any scenery. He squatted down and Yan Zheng found that there was darkness under his feet, as if he was in the void of the universe.

At this moment, a series of footsteps sounded strangely in the thick fog.

Pick, pick...

The sound of footsteps was like someone wearing leather shoes walking towards Yan Zheng from the end of the corridor, echoing in the thick fog in the open space.

His steps were very slow, but very rhythmic, like a hammer constantly hitting Yan Zheng's heart, and Yan Zheng's heart was beating involuntarily with the rhythm.

Bang~bang~bang~bang~

Every beat was so violent and powerful, as if it was about to jump out of Yan Zheng's chest!

Yan Zheng covered his chest in pain~ His eyes opened. Although he was in pain, he did not dare to blink at all. Compared to the pain in his chest, Yan Zheng was worried about the things hidden in the thick fog.

The pain is tolerated, but the danger is fatal!

Cold sweat flowed down Yan Zheng's forehead. Yan Zheng gritted his teeth and insisted, burying his head in front of his chest, but he still supported himself not to fall down.

Because he knew that as long as he stood there, he would have a chance to fight to the death. If he fell down, he would never get up again!

A pair of black leather shoes suddenly came into Yan Zheng's eyes. Yan Zheng's head that was unable to close together suddenly shook like a flash of light, as if he was surprised, and as if he was the last convulsion before his death.

Yan Zheng quickly raised his head and looked forward. When he saw the figure in front of him clearly, Yan Zheng covered himself and couldn't help but cursed: "Sanmu~ What are you doing!"
Chapter completed!