Dingling.

Midnight 11:45.

A harsh alarm sounded from the head of the bed.

Fang Ping'an lay on the bed, opened his eyes, picked up the phone beside the pillow and turned off the alarm clock, then sat up from the bed, reached out and pulled the route that was sleeping like a pig.

He and Miao Luyou agreed to take a nap and wait until midnight arrives and the realm of death begins.

Meow Route naturally has no idea about this request from Fang Ping'an, and it is not clear what Fang Ping'an sells in the gourd.

But Meow Route still took the opportunity to bargain with Fang Ping'an, and finally completed the transaction at a price of 50 yuan for a Death Realm.

However, you have to pay off the money from the cat food and the cat bowl first before Fang Ping'an will pay the cash.

Meow Route is very satisfied with this.

Anyway, it doesn’t take much to expand the realm of death, and it can also prevent Fang Qiang from being pulled out of the street to beg for food, killing two birds with one stone.

Fang Ping'an asked Meow to convene the realm of death and naturally did not have anything to do. After reincarnating the spirit and sending the generals to strengthen it, he turned into two skills.

Detain the spirit and send the generals.

Ku Ling uses his own soul as a cage to open up a "little Fengdu" that suppresses ghosts and gods.

This means that Fang Ping'an can come and go freely in the death realm of Meow Route, and capture the injured and dying ghosts and gods at will.

The only thing that is troublesome is to find a secret technique to consolidate the soul to assist your soul body, be careful of those seriously injured and dying ghosts and gods, and fight back at the last moment.

I don’t know if the effect of the crimson crown still exists in the “distance” of the soul achieved through the realm of death.

If it still exists, then you don’t have to worry too much about the ghosts and gods’ near-death counterattack.

Meow Rouyou turned over, opened his hazy cat eyes, sighed deeply, and hummed, "Five minutes, let me squint for another five minutes..."

Fang Ping'an nodded, looking serious:

"It's a minute later, ten yuan, five minutes are just right."

Miao Luyou turned over again and directly turned from the bed to the ground. He looked resentful and gritted his teeth and learned from the message on Bilibili, saying hatefully: "Fang Qiuqian! I may not be a human, but you are a real dog!"

"You are not human."

“………”

Meow Lue's heart twitched, jumped directly to Fang Ping'an's face, and scratched, "Fang Tulu, I'll fight with you today!!!"

…………

Fang Ping'an was wearing a coral velvet pajamas and hand-written bags.

Miao Luyou had a big bag on his head, and he squatted in his pajamas and hat with tears in his eyes, thrusting his nose, obviously he had never hit Fang Ping'an.

At this time, Fang Ping'an was surrounded by a chaotic black fog, with several red and yellow dots scattered in the black fog, with different sizes.

It is obvious that the bigger the red dot, the stronger the other party is. However, it is unknown whether the other party is a human or a ghost or a god. Only the soul can only know if it is a soul traveling far away and you can take a look.

Twenty minutes later.

Fang Ping'an and Meow Route went back and forth to click all the red and yellow dots, and some of them had ghosts and gods, but Fang Ping'an did not choose to suppress any of them.

They are all too weak.

The quota for spirit detention is limited, and there is no one that can meet Fang Ping'an's expectations.

In the end, I had to give up and choose to rest first and wait until tomorrow night to take a look.

…………

the next day.

It's almost time for school to end in the afternoon.

There was a test form posted on the blackboard in the classroom. It was the release form of the mock exam yesterday. Fang Ping'an was lucky enough to get as many as 69 points by rolling dice, choosing D indecisively and other metaphysical methods.

Pass.

When students who looked at the grades around saw this, they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at Fang Ping'an for a few more eyes when they saw this.

This is OK?

How about trying to roll dice next time?

Class monitor Dai Qingqing was the most surprised because as a class monitor, he had the obligation to pay attention to the learning situation of classmates in the class, so he knew the casual attitude of Fang Ping'an when he went to school every day.

It can be said that he is the most casual person in the class, the one who doesn’t listen to the class carefully, and sleeps the most on the table in class is Fang Ping'an.

Fang Ping'an didn't know what Dai Qingqing was thinking, otherwise she would have rolled her to death with rolling eyes.

Every day when I go to school, I either get harassed by ghosts or go out to kill demons and kill ghosts and gods to earn experience value.

Behind him, Mr. Li Cunxiao, was like a time bomb hanging on his forehead.

Now there is another crimson crown.

If the Crimson King did not make any plans, Fang Ping'an immediately jumped from the third floor.

Who can study these messy things seriously?

Ignoring the whispers and fingers of the classmates, Fang Ping'an picked up his schoolbag, walked out of the school gate quickly, and returned home.

Click.

When Meow Route heard the sound of Fang Ping'an opening the door, he jumped off the bedroom bed and ran to the door. He was eager to try and said, "Boss, when will you spend the fifty yuan today?"

Fang Ping'an changed into slippers at the door, put down his schoolbag, and thought for a while, "Wait, have supper first."

…………

On the cliff of the East Sea.

A place called Lelanghai is diverted from one side of the East China Sea.

The vast and boundless blue sea is surging, with reefs and rocks rugged. As night falls, thick sea fog floats with the sea surface, and thick fog covers the sky, and you can't see the starry sky at first glance.

A deserted island surrounded by sea water, with lush coconut forests. In the deepest part of the deserted island stands a dilapidated stone temple. The square temple is covered with green vines, and a decaying plaque is hung on the temple lintel.

It can be barely seen that the words Baichuan Temple are written on the plaque.

As the mist was filled with fog, a thin figure was holding a slender wooden smoke gun in his right hand and dragging a huge sea monster with hairpin-like appearance in his left hand. He staggered back to the stone temple and threw the sea monster aside.

As the thin figure stumbled the huge sea monster, the fog was blown away, revealing his true appearance.

This is a pretty boy with a thin body, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with white hair and black gauze crown, a string of beads condensed from green water essence in his left hand, and a cigarette gun in his right hand.

The smoke gun is all wooden and brown-red, with a golden dragon all over the body, and the dragon head is facing the head of the smoke gun.

The boy was wearing a brown robe and tightly wrapped around his waist with a circle of white cloth. Scarlet blood seeped out through the white cloth.

He just waved the huge hairtail sea monster and pulled the wound. He couldn't help coughing twice, muttering in his heart: "Damn it, if my husband's golden body was broken, how could he hurt me? It's so hateful, so hateful!"

The boy looked young but he spoke old-fashionedly. He didn't look like a young man, but rather like an old monster who had lived for many years.

The boy slowly walked to the gate of the Shi Temple and sat cross-legged. He subconsciously took a puff of the cigarette gun and sucked the clouds and mist. He was thinking about things in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Finally, he couldn't help coughing again, and a trace of dissipation appeared in the soul body that was originally staring at.

The handsome boy noticed a strange soul, and just took a puff of a cigarette, turned his head and looked at the ruined temple behind him, shook his head and said with a smile:

"Hundred rivers send me tens of thousands of miles, this last journey..."

"It's still a good time on earth."

This person may be scattered tonight. He Bo, who once in charge of the world, whispered in a low voice.
Chapter completed!