After I went back, before going to bed, I came to the land of death and prepared to cultivate my yin energy in it, and thanked Chen Yan Lao Gui.

I came to the land of death, but I didn't see the old ghost Chen Yan, but only saw Bu Zhengjing sitting cross-legged on the ground and practicing concentrating on his practice.

"Old pervert, where is Senior Chen Yan?" I walked over and asked.

Bu Zhengjing slowly opened his eyes when he heard my voice.

"A madman in cultivation, if you look for him, he will definitely not have time. He is either practicing or on the road to cultivation."

"Then I won't bother him anymore." I said as I sat cross-legged on the ground, preparing to cultivate my own yin energy.

At this time, Bu Zhengjing walked behind me:

"Boy Wang Cheng, it's not a way to continue practicing like this. If you want to become stronger quickly, you need more than hard work."

"What else should I do?" I asked.

Bu Zhengjing walked around me before speaking:

"Trial hard work, luck, treasures of heaven and earth, and treasures that can make you feel like a tiger, such as the place of death in the eyes of heaven and earth, and the nameless dagger you have been carrying."

"Old pervert, we have known each other for so long, don't I understand you yet? Just say whatever you want to say." I looked at Bu Zhengjing and said.

Bu Zhengjing then expressed his original intention:

"I want you to make money, make more money, and find rarer treasures and medicinal materials instead of doing futile practice here."

"I want to become stronger, I can only continue to practice." I looked at Bu Zhengjing and said.

But Bu Zhengjing shook his head continuously:

"No, boy Wang Cheng, you are completely wrong. You are already strong enough now. Behind you is an old ghost who has been around for more than two thousand years, and most importantly, he is willing to share his strength and yin energy with you."

"Others' power is ultimately someone else's. My strength is only temporary. All of this is my luck." I have long understood a path that it is better to rely on myself than to rely on anyone.

But Bu Zhengjing looked at me and said:

"Luck is also part of your strength, and no matter how hard you practice, you cannot reach the height of Senior Chen Yan, so you might as well give up. As long as Senior Chen Yan is still in the land of death, you will always help you."

"No, I still want to become stronger. Without the help of anyone's power, only when I become stronger can I feel at ease in my heart." I said.

"Okay, I can't persuade you, but I asked you to do this for your own good. If you have money, you can have better resources. Money is a very important thing in any era. The treasures and herbs you prepare can make you achieve twice the result with half the effort, so you still have to get these." Bu Zhengjing said to me.

"I know that I will work hard after practicing." I said, closing my eyes and starting to concentrate on practicing.

I stayed in the land of death for half a night to practice.

After the practice, I returned to the store, took a shower, locked the door and lie on the bed and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

I quickly got up, put on my clothes and walked out to open the door. As soon as the store door opened, I knew the person I came to open. It was Shama, the leader of the Burial Ai Tian Group.

"Shama, why are you here?" I asked looking at him.

Shama didn't say anything and knelt down at me:

"Brother Wang Cheng, Mr. Bai and Miss Chen Ziru are unwilling to accept me as their disciples. You must accept me. You can let me follow me and be a cow and horse. I just need to learn from you and avenge my brothers!"

Shama's sudden action caught me off guard and hurriedly pulled him up from the ground:

"Shama, what skills do you want to learn from me?"

"Learn to raise ghosts, I want to be a ghost master like you!" Shama's eyes were full of firm expressions.

"I am a half-human and half-ghost. Are you sure you want to raise a ghost? I never looked back from the beginning of our business." I looked at Shama and said.

Shama did not hesitate at all:

"I'm sure!"

Although Shama said this, I decided not to accept him as his apprentice for the time being, so I spoke:

"Shama, it's not that I can't accept you as my disciple, but I have to give you a time to decide for yourself, a month, and a month to consider. If you still want to practice the art of raising ghosts in a month, I will accept you as my disciple."

"Okay, one word is certain!" Shama said as he stretched out his little finger at me.

I shook my head helplessly and hooked my little finger with his.

"Hooking and hanging on it will not change for a hundred years!"

"Okay, it will not change for a hundred years." I nodded and said.

After Shama tied the hook with me, she walked directly to the store and took the initiative to help me clean. She asked me while cleaning:

"Brother Wang Cheng, have you eaten breakfast? If you haven't eaten breakfast, I'll go out to buy it for you now."

"You don't have to go to work?" I asked Shama.

"Yes, I have resigned from Mr. Bai and Miss Chen Ziru, and I will follow you in the future!" Shama said as she put down the broom in her hand and was about to go out to buy breakfast for me.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stopped him:

"Shama, wait for me for a while. After washing up, I will go out for breakfast with you."

We had breakfast together, and as soon as Shama returned to the store, she started to work hard.

He couldn't persuade him, so he had to let him go.

Just as I was feeding the tiger, someone came in outside the store.

I looked back and saw a man with a black veil walking in. When I saw his slim figure, I knew that the person coming must be Zuo Qiu Yingxue.

"Miss Zuoqiu, are you here?" I said and wiped my hands and placed the cat food by the wall.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue walked into the store, sat down, and said to me:

"Wang Cheng, I need money."

This is her personality, she says whatever she thinks and never beats around the bush.

Before I could speak, Zuo Qiu Yingxue continued:

"And there are a lot of money. I don't have much money myself, and the eighth master and the others can't make up so much."

"How much?" I asked.

"One thousand six million! Treat the face." The words are simple and meaningful, which is very consistent with Zuo Qiu Yingxue's character.

But she said an astronomical number.

"Miss Zuoqiu, you... weren't you kidding me? Where did I lend you so much money?" I can still give you 1,600 yuan. I can't make up 1,600 yuan, even if I sell it, I can't make up so much money!

"I know you can't afford so much money, I can make you make so much money." Zuo Qiu Yingxue said to me.

"What does it mean?" I wondered.

"There is a rich man who is plagued by a strange monster. This monster is extremely difficult to deal with. Our Black Mountain Wolf will join forces and is not its opponent, so I want to ask you for help." Zuo Qiu Yingxue said.

"What kind of monster?" I asked.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue gently spit out two words from her mouth:

"Dong Demon."

"If we could help the rich man get rid of the mourning demon, how much would he pay you?" I asked.

"No more, no less, one thousand six million." Zuo Qiu Yingxue said.

"Okay, I'll help you with this." Although I don't know the ability of this demon, the power of Chen Yan's old ghost is still there, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"Okay, I'll come to find you again in the evening." Zuo Qiu Yingxue said, getting up and leaving.

Seeing that she was about to leave, I called her:
Chapter completed!