Chapter 648

"Oh? Does brother Zhong have a face in the underworld? " Chu Han felt the change of black and white ghost's attitude, immediately rubbed his hands and laughed: "Hey, so I can help others, oh no, it's a touch of his old man's light?"

The black-and-white ghost became strange and explained, "don't you know that? Curator Zhong is the younger brother of master Zhong Kui. The card is so big

Master Zhong Kui? Chu Han almost recited it in one breath. As long as you dare to make a wish, can he help you realize your great power?

Seeing that the black and white ghost messengers all began to look at themselves with suspicious eyes, Chu Han was afraid that they might misunderstand him. He held his head up and said: "cough, of course I know about these things, but I just forgot to say it!"

"Oh The black-and-white ghost difference became respectful again, and called Chu Han one after another: "look, there's still a lot of time to help you return to the sun. Do you want to go to Yinshan first and experience the life here? After all, not everyone can say death is death, hey, hey!"

What's that called? Chu Han waved his hand and was about to refuse. Then he thought again that the mountain in front of him seemed very tall. He didn't know what was interesting in it: "hmm? What entertainment places do you have in Yinshan He asked with a slightly obscene smile.

The black-and-white ghost immediately gave him an understanding look: "Hey, there are so many entertainment places to go, such as wanhualou, zuixianju, Hongyun gambling house. I'm sure you'll want to go a second time even if you've been there once!"

"Stop, stop!" Chu Han busy than a pause gesture: "I don't want the whole world hell, wanhualou is where?" Although still in a state of ghost, he felt as if he had some kind of reaction.

"Oh, it's a garden full of exotic flowers and plants!" White ghost difference raised a hand, excitedly explained: "there are peony, rose, Clivia, and my favorite cactus!"

"Damn it Chu Han takes aim at the lower body of the white ghost, and seriously suspects that this guy has some kind of physical disability. How can a big man like those flowers and plants, and his favorite is cactus, which has been abnormal to a certain extent.

The nigger was still normal. Seeing Chu Han's dissatisfaction, he quickly said with a smile, "if you don't like flowers, you can also go to the drunken home. There are all kinds of good wine, such as daughter Hong, Du Kang and so on. As long as you have enough money, you can even drink the legendary Yan Luo dream."

About wine, Chu Han was still a little interested and asked curiously, "what is a dream of hell? That sounds like a bull's fork! "

"Tut tut!" The nigger took a breath of saliva, and his eyes became blurred: "the so-called Yan Luo Yi Meng is a kind of top-quality wine, which is made from dozens of genius treasures produced in the fairyland, the human world and the underworld respectively, after brewing for 7749 years, and then buried in the basement of Yan Luo hall for 8864 years. Of course, there are two more advanced varieties, two dreams and three dreams, on top of Yanluo one dream, but that's not what ordinary people can buy. "

Chu Han's mind went to it, not to mention that the name was unique. Even the raw materials were novel enough. Except for the peach blossom house in Lingzhong mountain, he had never eaten any genius treasure: "well, let's go to the drunken home for a walk, and then you can take me to Hongyun gambling house to play!"

"This!" The black-and-white ghost's face was bitter: "our brothers are a little short of money recently. The gambling house needs at least 5000 Ming coins to let them in. Look!"

Chu Han's face sank and looked at them suspiciously. Oh no, they were two ghosts: "can't you take out five thousand Ming coins? I remember that you can buy hundreds of millions of yuan from outside. Is it because your descendants are unfilial and refuse to burn paper money for you? "

The nigger shrugged his shoulders: "brother, the money burned by living people to the dead is just a kind of spiritual sustenance. It doesn't work in the underworld. We use the regular money issued by Yanluo bank. We need to get it from our boss through work. There's no way to take advantage of it!"

"I see!" Chu Han suddenly realized, but it was right to think about it. If the underworld had used the money burned by living people, he would not have known how many financial crises had broken out, and the price would have expanded to what extent.

"Then why are you so poor?" Even so, Chu Han still doubted that the black-and-white ghost's poor job was not too low-level. He was already a civil servant. His income should be good.

"It's too much to say!" Black and white ghost difference shed a few tears: "now people's beliefs are too chaotic, few of them are qualified to go to hell after death, our water can't come, of course, the income is less."

"No? Now there are so many bad people. How can they not even have the qualification to go to hell? " Chu Han stares big eyes, feeling very inconceivable.

"You can't!" The nigger looked at Chu Han with his eyes: "since the six samsara reform eight hundred years ago, even in the underworld, you can get married and have children. Now the" ghost mouth "of the underworld has expanded to an extremely terrifying level, and it is difficult to accommodate more ghosts. The tenth Hall of hell has begun to gradually raise the threshold of going to hell, unless it is a ghost with strong enough Yin power, Otherwise, a soul arrest warrant will not be issued. ""I'll go. Do you need a threshold to go to hell these days? It seems that the world has really changed! " After hearing the explanation of the nigger, Chu Han sighs. At the same time, he comes to the conclusion that powerful people are equally powerful after they die. It's a pity that the nigger catches the wrong person, eh? Why should I say pity?

"Since you are in financial difficulties, don't go to Hongyun casino!" Chu Han didn't intend to force the black and white ghosts too much, and didn't want to let them go: "however, after I return to the sun, you must help me with three things!"

The black-and-white ghost was relieved at first, and then became nervous: "aren't you curator Zhong's brother? How can we help you with him? "

"Cough!" Chu Han clear throat: "this you don't understand, anyone has his use, even a piece of toilet paper is also useful, in short, first promise down on the line."

"Well, well, as long as you don't violate the rules, you can't do it!" In order to appease Chu Han, the black-and-white ghost went all out and promised: "by the way, what do you want us to do?"

Chu Han put up a finger: "I haven't thought of it yet. Let's talk about it later."