Chapter 34: Maoshan Sect Leader: It’s obviously fake

"It's done."

Standing at a specific workstation, Huang Yang spent an hour watching the 5-meter-wide, 125-meter-high and -meter-long Yin brick condensed in the light black flames, and then controlled the machine to place the -cubic-meter Yin brick on the open space.

Zhuge Xin and the other two who rushed over, well, three ghosts stood behind and watched the entire operation of this handsome anchor.

After making a Yin brick, Huang Yang found that there was not much loss of Yin energy in his body. He said to the three ghosts: "If you are bored, you can come here to make bricks and earn Yin Yuan."

As he spoke, a materialized black and gold Yin Yuan appeared in Huang Yang's palm. It was round on the outside and square on the inside, with the words "the beginning of the universe" engraved on it.

After letting the three ghosts take a look, Huang Yang continued, "You can take the Yin Yuan and make a wish to exchange it for various delicacies and items. Of course, the premise is that the Yin Yuan is enough to buy the items you wish for."

Compared with real banknotes, the physical Yin Yuan produced by Dishu is more convenient to use. The ghost only needs to hold the Yin Yuan and make a wish. It is simple and direct.

"Handsome brother, how are our salaries calculated?"

Hearing that they could get the currency of the underworld, the three ghosts' eyes lit up, and Zhuge Xin even asked directly about the wages.

"Ten Yin bricks, one Yin Yuan."

After estimating the working hours of each ghost, Huang Yang felt that 10 Yin Yuan for 1 hours a day was about right.

If converted to the calculation method of the Yang world, that would be 10 Huayuan for 100 hours, which is not low.

"Ok."

The three ghosts were very satisfied that they could exchange their work for Yin Yuan that could be used to buy delicious food, and they didn't even try to bargain.

Anyway, idle is idle.

"Then do your best."

Seeing the three people working so hard, Huang Yang walked out of the Yin Brick Kiln Factory with great satisfaction.

A Yin brick kiln factory can allow 50 Yin souls to work at the same time, and the work can be doubled in 24 hours. Now there are only 3 Yin souls, so there is great potential to be tapped.

The next step was, of course, to go back to the tent to watch videos, no, to practice.

After demonstrating how to control the sword with Qi in front of tens of thousands of netizens yesterday, Huang Yang felt that he needed to increase the intensity of his training.

As for watching short videos of beautiful women posing in seductive ways while absorbing the Yin Jade Energy, it is purely a combination of work and rest.

There’s no way, King Yama’s life is just so boring!
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"Xiao Yue, the murderer of Xin Xin has been found, but Xin Xin has been secretly cremated by them."

"Uncle Si, don't be sad. You and Aunt Si should take care of yourselves. Otherwise, Xinxin will not be at peace on the other side."

After receiving the call from his fourth uncle, Zhuge Yue became even more convinced that the host from the underworld was not a good person.

However, his fourth uncle and fourth aunt were still far away abroad, so it was not convenient for him to tell them directly about his cousin's ghost in the underworld.

"Xiao Yue, how do you know who killed Xin Xin?"

Regarding this, Zhuge Zhengxing, despite being sad, was also a little confused.

Of course, he didn't think that his eldest nephew would secretly harm his daughter. That was simply impossible.

"Uncle, I will tell you in detail when you return home."

"Row."

While the Zhuge family was sad about the loss of a daughter, Wang Li, whose fetus was stable, continued her journey of doing good deeds.

After yesterday's experience, Wang Li is more confident about renewing her relationship with her son.

As a husband, Qin Feng, in order to prevent his wife from having any more accidents, specially handed over his small business to someone else to look after it and stayed by her side personally.

At the end of the day, Wang Li shuttled back and forth between the crowded downtown area and the park, completing several good things, but she didn't know how much merit she had.

In the evening, I have to ask the anchor.

"Ah Feng, let's go to Hangzhou tomorrow."

While eating dinner, Wang Li said to her husband.

Compared to Wuzhou, Hangzhou, as the provincial capital, has a much larger population than here and is more suitable for doing charity.

"Okay, then I'll buy a high-speed rail ticket in the morning. It's faster than taking the bus."

After hearing what his wife said, Qin Feng immediately agreed and prepared to buy two first-class high-speed rail tickets. Soon, it was evening.

At seven o'clock, Wang Li and her husband were sitting in the living room, waiting for the anchor in the underworld on time.

[User 'Yangyangma' gave the anchor 10 Douyin No. 1s! ]

Huang Yang, who had just started the live broadcast, saw a line of rewards floating by. He turned off the special effects and thanked sincerely: "Thank you Yangyang's mother for the 10 Douyin No. 1s. I helped you check the merits accumulated today, and it's only 1 point. At present, you have accumulated 7 points of merit. It is not difficult to complete 3 points of merit in the remaining 3 days."

After the live broadcast, Huang Yang still has to pay the salaries of the three ghosts. He is under great financial pressure now.

He was quite enthusiastic towards the big brother on the list and would answer questions without the other party asking them actively.

As for why the other party only had a little merit, Huang Yang had no idea.

Not all good people and good deeds will bring merit.

Yangyang’s mom: Thank you, host!

After receiving the reply, Wang Li thanked the other party.

Her reward today was just a simple thank you. It wouldn't be too late to thank the other party properly when her child was born safely.

Instead, the netizens who had just entered the live broadcast room started to get lively.

'Hey, there's a sequel to this.'

'It's really a TV series, but in order to save money, the anchor team just used the account instead of the face.'

'I just saw a large amount of reward coming in, what's going on? '

'This 'Yangyang's mother' left the country twice before. Could it be that the anchor team didn't pay her and used her account instead?'

'You don't have to think so of the anchor. The plot designed by the anchor team is at least wonderful, and the special effects are also good.'

'That's it, if you don't like it, just walk away.'

'Just based on the special effects of the anchor playing with the sword yesterday, I support him, it was so cool.'

'Support the anchor and defeat the freeloaders.'

'Looking forward to the host's routine today.'

Many of the thousands of netizens who had just poured into the live broadcast room were considered half fans of Huang Yang, and they all condemned those netizens who made negative comments.

In the eyes of most fans, even if the host is pretending to be in the underworld, the plot is reasonable and the special effects are well done, which is much better than those stupid skits and domestic film and television dramas.

"I'm very happy to see everyone so enthusiastic. I wonder which netizen wants to meet his or her family members who passed away in recent years?"

Looking at the comment section where the wind direction had changed slightly, Huang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Although there are not many people who believe that he is in the underworld, at least someone is speaking for him now.

As long as I can make money, who cares what those people think?

I am a sheep: Anchor, my uncle passed away at the end of last year. His name was Jiang Yuenian, from Wuyuan, Xinzhou, Xishan, and he was 78 years old when he passed away.

"Haha, this anchor is really bold. He even dares to make up a script like this. He is not afraid of damaging his good deeds."

At this time, He Qiudao, the leader of the Maoshan Sect who was watching the broadcast, sneered.

Nowadays, even a powerful man like him who stands at the pinnacle of the magic world has to rely on ancestral magic tools to perform even a small spell. If there really is an underworld, the ancestors of their Maoshan sect would have blessed him to become an immortal long ago.

Previously, the young leader of the Emei Sect said that the other party had broken the bad luck spell through the screen, which was obviously wrong.

Could it be an accident, or his magic power was insufficient and it automatically became ineffective?
Let's see if there's a chance to expose this mysterious guy.

"My dear fellow Sheep, I want to see if your uncle's ghost is still in the underworld?"

Seeing that a netizen was testing with his uncle's information, Huang Yang also started searching directly.

There are many people who were born on the same day and have the same name, but there are relatively few people with the same name who died on the same day. Huang Yang quickly found the soul of the other person's uncle.

However, when seeing the other party's life history and the position of the reincarnation team, Huang Yang couldn't help but smile.

　Thanks to Aosagonglaotie for the reward of 688!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)