A hint of surprise appeared on Lin San's face: "Oh, you want to be my guide,"
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean," Zhang Si nodded repeatedly.
Lin San thought for a while, he really needed a guide at the moment: "What kind of reward do you want?"
Zhang Si immediately stretched out a finger: "I only need one low-level Yin crystal stone a day,"
"Yinjing Stone," Lin San frowned. Judging from the name, it should be similar to the spirit stone in the spiritual world. It is the currency of the underworld, but the key point is that Lin San does not have a Yinjing Stone at this time... Wait, Lin San Suddenly he remembered something, reached out and took it out from his arms, and then grabbed a handful of dark stones: "You want this,"
"Yes, yes, that's it. Oh, it's a mid-level Yin crystal. One piece can equal a hundred low-level Yin crystals. I've been in the city for so long, and this is the first time I've seen a middle-level Yin crystal. Crystal," Zhang Si exclaimed.
Lin San directly stuffed all the yin crystals into Zhang Si's hand: "I've given them all to you." These yin crystals were all from the unlucky ghost soldier. At that time, Lin San thought they were just ordinary stones and did not put them. In my mind, I was lucky that I didn't throw it away, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hire a guide now. The reason why Lin San was so generous was because he had so many Yin Crystals on his body that ten or eight yuan would not be taken seriously at all.
Zhang Si was almost excited to death: "Sir... you... you really gave me all these Yin Crystals,"
"Of course, but it's not for free. You have to serve me for a period of time," Lin San said lightly.
"Yes, yes, you can serve for three years," Zhang Si said hurriedly.
Lin San waved his hand: "It won't take so long... Now let me ask you, why are there so many ghosts living in this city? As far as I know, don't ghosts have to be reincarnated?"
Zhang Si looked at Lin San in surprise: "Sir, you really don't know,"
"If I knew, would I still ask you?" Lin San glared at Zhang Si: "To be honest with you, I lost part of my memory because of an accident..."
"Oh," a hint of realization appeared on Zhang Si's face: "No wonder... Sir, you are right, ghosts generally want to be reincarnated, but there are also some ghosts who are unwilling to reincarnate and are willing to stay in the underworld. King of Hell Seeing that the underworld was really deserted, he ordered that anyone who did not want to be reincarnated could stay in the underworld. As time went by, the number of ghosts living in the underworld became uncountable. There were ghosts living in many cities. In fact, To put it bluntly, the management uniforms in the underworld are similar to those in the human world. The only difference is that the ghosts in the underworld cannot wander around and can only live in a prescribed area. For example, the ghosts in the Great Yinsi City cannot leave the city and can only be obedient. Life in Da Yin Sicheng,"
"So that's it," Lin San nodded: "Well, I'm a little tired now. Is there a place to rest?"
"Yes, yes, there are inns in the city..." Zhang Si said with a smile.
Lin San shook his head: "I don't want to live in an inn, find me a quiet place."
"It's a clean place..." Zhang Si thought for a while: "Why don't you go to my house? I'm the only one in my house..."
"Okay," Lin San nodded and said, "Lead the way."
"No, my home is a bit simple... I'm afraid you won't get used to it..." Zhang Si said.
"It's okay. I'm never picky about where I live. Let's go quickly. I'm really tired," Lin San urged.
Seeing that Lin San insisted on going to his house, Zhang Si said nothing more and turned around and walked towards the back alley.
Lin San followed leisurely. Along the way, many ghosts were very respectful when they saw Lin San. It seemed that the status of ghost soldiers in the city was still very high.
After walking around several streets, Zhang Si stopped in front of a bungalow: "This is my home."
Lin San raised his head and took a look. Although Zhang Si's home was simple enough, there were two houses in total. The roof was covered with thick fur and there were several holes in the door. When he entered the house, he saw that it was empty inside, with almost no furniture. All the furniture, even the bed, is supported by a few broken pieces of wood.
"Your house... is really simple enough..." Lin San said with a smile.
"Sir, I've made you laugh... I'd better find you an inn," Zhang Si said sheepishly.
"No, I'll live here." Although Zhang Si's home is simple, it is better than clean. The last thing Lin San wants now is to be disturbed. Lin San walked to the bed and sat down, then pointed to the wood opposite. Stool: "Sit down too and I'll ask you a few questions."
"Hey," Zhang Si came over and slowly sat on the wooden bench.
"Zhang Si, do you know what the underworld war is?" Lin San asked.
Zhang Si was stunned: "You don't know... Oh, by the way, you have lost your memory. The Yin Division War is a war between two cities. Our city is called Da Yin Division City. There is another one hundreds of miles away. The city is called Xiaoyin City. The two Yin City have been at war all year round, and countless ghost soldiers have been killed and injured. Not long ago, another Yin City war broke out, and many ghost soldiers and ghost generals died."
"I see," Lin San finally understood what the underworld war was: "Zhang Si, I need something to help me restore my memory, but this kind of thing is difficult to find..."
"What is it? I have been in Dayin City for many years and I am very familiar with the situation in the city. As long as there is anything in the city, I can find it for you, sir," Zhang Si said, patting his chest.
Lin San's eyes lit up: "It's Minghuo, I'm looking for Minghuo,"
"Underworld Fire," Zhang Si was stunned for a moment, searched his mind carefully, and finally shook his head: "I have never heard of Underworld Fire..."
"Alas..." Lin San's face suddenly showed a hint of disappointment.
"But don't be discouraged, sir. I'll go out and help you inquire to see if there is any underworld fire in the city," Zhang Si said.
Lin San nodded: "I'll trouble you then."
"No trouble, no trouble, it should be," Zhang Si said with a smile.
After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Si went out to inquire about the news, while Lin San stayed in the room to rest.
…
Until it gets dark.
Zhang Sicai came back after a long journey.
"How is it?" Lin San asked impatiently: "Have you heard any news about Minghuo?"
Zhang Si shook his head: "No, I searched many shops, but there was no underworld fire..."
"I knew Hellfire wasn't that easy to find," Lin San frowned.
"Sir, don't be disappointed. I may not know, but there is an old gentleman who definitely knows the whereabouts of Ming Huo," Zhang Si said suddenly.
"Old sir, what old sir," Lin San asked hurriedly.
"There is an old man living in the east of Dayin City. It is said that he is quite old and knows many secrets of the underworld. Usually, anyone who wants to inquire about something will go to this old man," Zhang Si said.
"Oh, then take me there quickly," Lin San said happily,