I put an eye in heaven and hell

Chapter 46
"Old man, can you tell me about the situation in the underworld?" Lin Hao asked.

"newcomer?"

The old man said, "Oh, what a pity to die at such a young age."

The corner of Lin Hao's mouth twitched, brother was alive and well.

However, this also proved that when Lin Hao stayed in the underworld, they were looking at whether he was alive or dead.

"Okay, young man, this old man will give you some knowledge about the underworld."

The old man said, and looked around again, "This place is not a place to talk freely, if you don't mind the young man, please come to the old man's house to have a long talk."

Lin Hao nodded.

The old man looks very kind, and he should not be a treacherous person, but he must not have the heart of harming others, and must not have the heart of guarding against others.Lin Hao still kept an eye on it.

Following the old man, he walked through a spacious continent and passed a few corners. After a while, a magnificent mansion appeared in front of him.

"Chen Mansion!"

On the high-hanging plaque are written two big gilt characters.

The old man took a look at Lin Hao, and then spoke slowly.

"My father was a warlord and a very powerful warrior. After the Japanese devils invaded China, my father stepped forward, but soon died under the missiles of the Japanese devils. In order to fulfill my father's wish and restore China, this old man resolutely participated After joining the People's Liberation Army, after the war of resistance, I finally lived up to my father's expectations and revived my Chinese clan."

"When the old man came here a year ago, this mansion existed here. After inquiring, I found out that although my father is dozens of years old, he is a very talented ghost cultivator. A large foundation has been built."

"However, this old man is 70 to [-] years old and has a good talent in martial arts, but in this hell where practitioners are rampant, he is still only at the bottom."

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that there are not only people who gnaw on the old in modern times, but also people who gnaw on the old in the underworld.

And he seemed to have mentioned "martial arts" a few times just now.

"Old man, in the real world, do the legendary martial arts masters really exist?" Lin Hao asked.

"It exists naturally, but it's just that people at that level hide it so deeply that it's hard for ordinary people to get in touch."

The old man said, "By the way, young man, I don't know your name yet."

"Boy Lin Hao."

Since martial arts masters really exist, what I saw with my internal vision, Chen Bing, that old fellow Yang Feng, should be the martial artists that the old man said, a small group of masters hidden in the city.

"Lin Hao, um, not bad." The old man nodded with a smile, "My surname is Chen, and my name is Jiahui. If you don't mind, just call me Mr. Chen."

Chen Jiahui.

Lin Hao silently remembered the name in his heart, and nodded at the same time, "Old Chen."

"Haha, okay, boy Lin, come with me."

Boss Chen laughed twice and entered the mansion first.

Standing on both sides were two doormen in slave linen clothes, lowered their heads, and called out respectfully: "Master."

Entering it, Lin Hao was slightly surprised by the vastness of the mansion.

If this TM is placed in modern times, the land alone will be worth hundreds of millions, it's too J8 big!

Well, however, the whole mansion is lifeless, the yard is planted with the kind of withered trees, just a trunk, not even leaves, and with the dark sky, there is still a lot of life. It's kind of shabby.

Fortunately, the ghosts walking around in the mansion decorated this "dead place" a little bit.

About [-] meters ahead, there is a huge building with two huge stone pillars supporting the surroundings. The two-meter-high mahogany door is open. Looking inside the door from here, it is a confused darkness.

"That's a formation, just a very ordinary phantom formation." Chen Jiahui explained.

Sure enough, it is the world of cultivators!
The gate was like a dark curtain, Chen Jiahui stepped into it, and his figure disappeared immediately.

Lin Hao took a deep breath, raised his foot, and walked in.

The scene changed, and the eyes opened up.

"So big?"

Looking around, the space inside seems to be much larger than this house, and the different rooms are neatly arranged, and the decorations in them have an ancient taste. I don’t know, I really think I have returned to ancient times.

"Do you think it's amazing?"

Chen Lao asked, "This is a space folding formation, which can fold a limited space to expand the range of activities. This kind of formation is the most common in Feng. On the surface, Feng is only this big. If the space folding range Counting it all in, Fengdu doesn't need half a Chinese kid in the world at all."

Lin Hao nodded.

It's amazing, even space folding, if it was before, this kind of formation could only be seen in novels.

Straight ahead, is a huge living room.

Mr. Chen pulled out two bamboo chairs, stood in front of the sandalwood table, and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Hao was not polite, and sat down directly, and took out the half pack of Baisha cigarettes from his arms, and put them on the table.

Old Chen's eyes lit up.

Lin Hao smiled, took out two of them, and threw one to Mr. Chen.

"Mr. Chen, if you have a lot of cigarettes in your hand, is there a way to sell them in the underworld?" Lin Hao lit it for Mr. Chen and asked.

"Of course there is!"

Mr. Chen said in a heavy voice, "In the 21st century, how many people smoke? How many ghosts are addicted to cigarettes? If there are cigarettes for sale in the underworld, they will definitely be snapped up. Not to mention ghosts like us, even the poor ghosts must Will break the bank to buy"

"You don't have any more, do you?" Old Chen suddenly remembered.

"Hehe." Lin Hao neither denied nor admitted it.

"You really still have?"

Old Chen's tone trembled slightly, "How much? I'll buy it! Make your bid."

"Buy? What is the currency of the underworld? That white transparent stone?" Lin Hao didn't answer Mr. Chen first, but asked about the currency of the underworld.

"That's Lingshi." Old Chen replied, "Lingshi is the hard currency of the underworld. You can buy things in the underworld. The main purpose is to help ghosts cultivate."

"I'm new here, and I don't know these things here. I do have some, but not many. Look, how much does it cost? Oh no, Lingshi is the right one." Lin Hao said.

"How about this kind of smoke, five packs of one spirit stone?" Elder Chen asked tentatively, stretching out five fingers.

One piece of Reiki, five packs. Well, it seems not bad, anyway, the cigarettes in my hand only cost a few yuan, so I will try it out with him first.

　There is only one update today, 555, sorry, I have been in the hospital for a long time, the update will resume tomorrow, and an update will be added in a few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)