Or perhaps, he has mastered Jin Shui Yin Escape, which allows him to display the strongest magic without losing his health with just one kick.

Okay, today’s reflection is complete.

Continue to practice hard.

The original plan was to dig out the old Zhenhuang's torso, then go on to dig out his left arm, and then let Feng Bujue have contact with the people of the Yin family to dig out the remaining two parts of the old Zhenhuang.

Now that a guard in uniform has been inserted out of thin air and one of them has been killed, this matter can no longer be done for the time being.

No matter how smart the people in Jin Yiwei are, and no matter how unsuspecting Feng Bujue is, they will still send people to keep an eye on the Feng family's actions.

If Feng Bujue goes out again, he might be followed by a ninth-level master from Jin Yiwei.

Just stay put for now.

Without Feng Bujue, the target can only be directed to the cave mentioned by No. 4.

But that tomb ghost is also a troublesome thing.

How to get around that stubborn mentality of accepting death is a big headache just thinking about it.

If you provoke a guy like a hedgehog, he will either beat you to death, or you will beat him to death and then die of the curse.

Every trace of death must be retrieved. Yu Ziqing didn't think that he would be chased to death if he moved something out of it.

Let's take a look at the situation then. Let's go and take a look first, just in case it's not a place of suppression.

After pondering over and over again, Yu Ziqing could no longer calm down and practice, and had to make preparations.

He came to the locust tree forest, sensed the hungry ghost inside, and asked.

"By the way, you have recovered some of your intelligence and memory now."

A hungry ghost emerged from the locust tree, his eyes dull.

"I have met my lord."

"There should be some among you who became hungry ghosts in the early stages of the wasteland disaster, right?

At that time, a hungry ghost gave me a small package of beef-flavored fake beef jerky. I wanted to know, does anyone know what that thing is made of?

It tastes like beef, tastes like beef, is dark and dry, but it's not actually beef."

"Sir, I don't know." The hungry ghost who stood up replied blankly.

"Forget it if you don't know. Just pass this question on. Even if one of you didn't make the fake beef jerky, you can ask who knows the clues. As long as I confirm it, everyone who gives the clues will be rewarded.

If anyone can make it exactly the same, then after I confirm that it can be used, I will give him a job transfer certificate."

Yu Ziqing asked the question, and the hungry ghost immediately got back into the locust tree and began to pass the message out to all the hungry ghosts.

Regarding the job transfer certificate, Yu Ziqing was not sure if it was just his previous calculation.

Or as long as they are the same thing, it can be calculated. Let’s try it first.

If he wants to develop his own team, he needs this.

Moreover, many hungry ghosts have begun to recover their intelligence and began to instinctively accumulate strength.

One day, these hungry ghosts will be like ordinary people, with complete intelligence and their own ideas. At that time, they will have to be managed, and this also requires manpower.

He didn't count on Wu Shuangge anymore. It was a bit difficult to count on Xianxian alone.

The hungry housekeeper who is currently looking after the house in the clubhouse is an alternative target.

The profiteer and hungry ghost in the crack of the abyss can also be regarded as an alternative target.

But these require proof of job transfer before they can be given the opportunity.

Whether it's contact with the outside world or other things, at least it should be less scary. Those evil ghosts who eat people usually know how to put on a good skin, and this will be very effective.

A few days later, Xianxin brought a timid and honest hungry ghost.

Seeing Yu Ziqing, the hungry ghost's nervous hands didn't know where to put them.

"Don't be nervous, you know how the fake beef jerky I got before is made?"

"I don't know that."

"Then what clues do you know?"

"In our hometown, in the north of the wasteland, there used to be a way to make beef jerky. It was just like the adults said, but it was not made of beef." The hungry ghost became more and more nervous and wrung his hands together.

"Don't be nervous, speak slowly." Xianxian comforted her from the side.

During his lifetime, he was an ordinary person, even an ordinary person who had never traveled hundreds of miles away from his hometown.

In the end, he starved to death and turned into a hungry ghost. Now he has recovered a little bit of his intelligence and memories of his life, which will naturally bring with him some other things from his life.

For example, when meeting big people, you will feel nervous and timid...

After appeasing him sympathetically, and considering that Yu Ziqing did not look like a bad-tempered person, the hungry ghost continued.

"There used to be a kind of duck with green hair all over its body. Every summer, it would appear in the lake outside our village.

The green-feathered duck meat is not tasty, it is not cooked properly and is poisonous.

Moreover, they only appear for one month every year and then fly away. We cannot raise them even if we want to, so we can only eat them for one month every year.

Later, the cows in the village died of old age, so some people stewed the cow's offal with butter and made a lot of it.

All the uneaten food was dried in the sun and kept to be eaten later. If you prepare it in one month, you can eat it for a year.

When the green duck flies back next year, there will be more.

Decades ago, people in our village were making it, and later we also learned to cook it, dry it in the sun, and keep it for later eating.

But I only know one that has beef flavor, and I don’t know the others.”

"Very good." Yu Ziqing nodded with a smile and glanced sympathetically.

Xianxian immediately took out a drop of sweet rain and gave it to the hungry ghost.

No matter whether it is useful or not, only if you have an attitude can the people below do things with their heart.

After sending the hungry ghost away, Yu Ziqing glanced at the snow outside and sighed.

Even if it is true, don't think about it now. The green duck must have died after the sudden change in the wasteland.

Now there is good news. That kind of mallard duck is probably a migratory bird. It comes when the weather is warm and leaves when the weather is cold.

And if you only stay for a month and leave, then it shouldn’t be the final migration destination for migratory birds.

There are definitely no green ducks in the wasteland now, but there might be some in the south of the wasteland.

Regardless of whether it is or not, at least we have some clues that we can look for later.

I asked Lao Yang and he didn’t know what kind Yu Ziqing was talking about. Ducks with green feathers can also migrate. There are many kinds of them, including Daqian, but they can’t cross.

Such a long distance to the northern part of the wilderness.

Even those migratory birds that fly for a year cannot cover such a long distance.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing took out the seventh floor ring again.

Ask those bastards like No. 4 who run around, he might have seen them before.

"No. 7, do you have Ganlin now?"

"It's out of stock." Yu Ziqing denied decisively. There was no quota of Ganlin that could be sold: "I have something else to ask you about."

"Oh..." No. 4 was a little disappointed, but he still sat down: "You can just ask."

"You have been to many places, so you should be well-informed.

In the southern part of the wasteland, or further south, there is a kind of green duck with a green body. Have you ever seen it?

Especially in the past two years.”

"..." No. 4 was stunned on the spot. He never expected that this kind of problem would arise.

He does go to many places, but who would pay attention to such a problem?

He sat there and meditated, recalling for a long time before he said with some uncertainty.

"When you say that, it seems that I have indeed seen something almost the same as what you said.

But it's not in the southern part of the wasteland, but in the Kuihou Kingdom.

When I passed a lake last year, I saw some green birds that looked like ducks."

"About how many months?"

"April."

"Oh, thank you very much. I'll save a few drops for you next time when there is some nectar to take out."

"Thank you very much." No. 4 quickly handed over his hands and thanked him.

Speaking of this, No. 4 hesitated and said.

"I saw another message from No. 6 before. I ignored him, but I know something else. I wonder if you would be interested in knowing."

"What do you think."
To be continued...