The last time I entered the underworld was a few months ago, but as soon as Ye Yangcheng entered the underworld, he felt familiar.

"The best ghosts captured are middle and high-level evil spirits. Although the level of strength of the ghosts - Piao Tianwenxue - does not affect the strength after conquering, the more they catch, the fewer the number of them will break into the earth in the future."

Standing in a dark grass in the underworld, Ye Yangcheng was playing with a willow branch about 1.5 meters long in his hand. Thinking of what he had hidden in the sky, his face couldn't help but show a playful smile.

"Chicken blood, dog blood, onion and garlic."

"Peach wood willow branches, fragrant ash glutinous rice... If these things really work, if the army of ghosts really breaks into the earth in more than a month, they will definitely make their regretful seven orifices ascend to the sky!" He raised his hand and cast an invisibility technique, and Ye Yangcheng sneaked secretly.

In the underworld, except for the monsters hiding in the Styx River, there is no flesh-and-blood life, except for ghosts or ghosts.

Although the sudden appearance of the Shenzuo restriction blocked the possibility of the ghosts in the underworld leaving the underworld, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor relaxed his vigilance and dispersed the gathered ghosts to every corner of the underworld, and there was no possibility of being hugged again.

Ye Yangcheng sneaked for less than two minutes and found a group of six ghosts in this Yin Ling grass, six evil spirits who were cutting down Yin Ling grass.

"Zhao Meng, what are you talking about? Didn't you say you want to take us to the earth to eat living people? It's been more than a month, so why is there no movement at all?" A mid-level ghost slowly harvested the Yin Ling grass while holding the sickle transformed from energy, but said to another mid-level ghost beside him with confusion: "You can't give up?"

"It shouldn't be." The middle-level ghost called Zhao Meng was stunned and said with a smile: "Those guys are more anxious than us. Maybe it's the Emperor who is still preparing some secret weapons."

“This is not accurate.

"Another middle-level ghost interrupted and said in a low voice: "I heard that the Emperor was imprisoned in the original world." He finally escaped now, how could he be as reckless as before? I felt that he was scared...,..."

"Don't you want to live anymore?" Before this mid-level evil ghost finished speaking, Zhao Meng glared and shouted in a low voice: "Is there anything we can do about the matter of Emperor's elders?"

"Anyway, he can't hear it." The middle-level ghost who was scolded was a little worried. He curled his lips and said, "How could he gather so many ghost kings and ghosts together and suddenly ordered them to disperse? Without any explanation, why didn't this be scared and what was it?"

"Okay, OK, these things are not what we should discuss." A mid-level ghost who was silent on the side said, "It's better to harvest the Yin Ling grass honestly. I always feel restless, as if something is about to happen."

"What can happen? I think not only the Emperor was scared, but you..."

"Bang!" The six intermediate-level evil ghosts were making fun of her, and suddenly a crisp sound rang in her ears, scaring the six intermediate-level evil ghosts half to death.

They all stopped their movements and looked up in the direction where the sound came, "...

But Ye Yangcheng, who had already revealed his figure, was pulling a willow branch about 1.5 meters long, looking at the middle-level ghost named Zhao Meng with a suspicious look, looking down at the willow branch at his hand, and then asked him, "Do you... don't feel anything at all?"

"You...you are..." Liu Zhi twitched on his body without any pain, but Ye Yangcheng's appearance really scared the six intermediate-level ghosts and trembled all over. That demon "...that demon is here again!

Although there were only a few times in Yeyang City, "but except for the first time, did it not make such a big noise? The rumors of a living person breaking into the underworld and beating to death and burning have already spread in the underworld. At the beginning, it was almost as dangerous as the ghosts.

Later, Ye Yangcheng never went to the underworld again, and the ghosts' vigilance gradually relaxed, but he didn't expect Ye Yangcheng to come again, "and still beat him with a willow branch?"

Zhao Meng shivered and was about to call the other five companions to escape early, but he heard a gentle whisper in his ear: "Confinement Technique."

"...", Zhao Meng and six middle-level evil spirits were easily imprisoned by Ye Yangcheng.

Looking at the frozen expression on the faces of the six of them, Ye Yangcheng, who was holding the willow branches, frowned and said distressedly: "Fuck, yes, have you been deceived by that old guy?"

The other party felt no feeling when a willow branch was pulled down. In the end, he had to use the confinement technique to uniform the six intermediate-level evil ghosts in front of him. The opening cannon was silenced, and Ye Yangcheng's interest also decreased a lot.

He carried the willow branches and turned around the six intermediate-level evil ghosts, looking like he was frowning and thinking hard.

It seems that Master Zhang also said that he should braid the willow branches into braids before they can be used? Ye Yangcheng felt it was troublesome and didn’t do it. Is the problem here?

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but feel excited and hurriedly took out three willow branches of the same length from the Jiuxiao space. "He started to weave it clumsyly in front of the six intermediate-level ghosts in front of him.

The whole process lasted about two minutes. A braid about one meter three long willow branches slowly took shape under Ye Yangcheng's operation. Carrying this whip that was much heavier, Ye Yangcheng then turned his eyes back to the six excellent experimental subjects in front of him, and a pair of malicious eyes looked back and forth on Zhao Meng's body.

"Bang!"

“…”

The whip made of willow branches twitched firmly on Zhao Meng's body. Ye Yangcheng could even clearly see that an indetectable blue smoke rose from Zhao Meng's body, but due to the effect of the imprisonment technique, he could not scream even if he was hurt.

Seeing that the whip made of willow branches really had an effect, Ye Jiancheng's mind was immediately activated. In the horrified eyes of the six intermediate-level ghosts including Zhao Meng, he took out a handful of cinnabar mixed with garlic buds from the Jiuxiao space, and sprinkled it on another intermediate-level ghost standing beside Zhao Meng.

"Swish...", the effect this time was even more amazing. As soon as the cinnabar mixed with garlic bud powder fell on the body of the middle-level ghost, it suddenly seemed like a red iron star fell on the ice. Only a sneering sound was heard, the body of the middle-level ghost suddenly became much more transparent.

"Hey, it's really useful!" Seeing this scene, Ye Yangcheng felt relieved. After putting away the cinnabar, he then took out half a scoop of rooster blood, looked at the third evil spirit selected as the experimental subject, and looked at the blood that the rooster had collected in the scoop.

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his hand and took out another spoon, and a small spoonful of rooster blood came out of the floating head. Then he walked to the middle-level ghost with an even step and smiled warmly at him: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. When I finish the experiment, I will take you out of this place where birds do not shit..." The rooster blood in the spoon was poured on the forehead of the unlucky ghost by Ye Yangcheng. In less than three seconds, the middle-level ghost seemed to have been vaporized in liquid. It turned into a wisp of blue smoke in front of Ye Yangcheng, and disappeared without a trace.

I told me a few seconds ago that I wouldn't kill you, but the next second I was so scared...

Ye Yangcheng's actions frightened the remaining three intermediate-level evil spirits. The two intermediate-level evil spirits in front felt a burst of gratitude. Fortunately, the demon did not experiment with the rooster blood on them!

Roosters crow in the early morning are one of the most intimate animals with the sun. When ghosts hear the rooster crowing, they will retreat, let alone the blood taken from both sides of the thighs with the most yang energy at noon? This kind of rooster blood does not harm any of the living people, but for these ghosts, it is undoubtedly a fatal poison!

Not to mention Ye Yangcheng scooped up a spoon, even if there was only half a spoon, it would be enough to kill a mid-level evil spirit.

Seeing the effect of the rooster blood so violently, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but grin and put away the rooster blood and took out the black dog blood.

This time he was more careful, dipped it in a spoon for one episode, and then dripped it on the forehead of the fourth intermediate-level ghost.

"Swish..." A burst of blue smoke rose from the forehead of the middle-level evil ghost, and it suddenly became listless, as if a living person was taking drugs excessively. Ye Yangcheng laughed endlessly.

Four intermediate-level evil spirits tried four things and proved that these four things were indeed useful!

In this way, as long as it becomes popular, even ordinary people can help deal with evil spirits? When Ye Yangcheng thought of this, he was stunned at first, and then laughed...

Faced with these vicious evil ghosts, it would be good for ordinary people to stand firm, but they still hope that they can help eliminate ghosts together?

Shaking his head and dispelled his seemingly crazy idea. He put away the black dog's blood and took out the onion water soaked in the onion.

Among so many things, this onion water is probably the highest yield.

Therefore, Ye Yangcheng did not have so many concerns when using it, and directly scooped up a large amount of money on the fifth intermediate-level ghost.

"Puchi..." A smoke rose from the body of the middle-level ghost who was splashed with onion water, as if the skin of a living person was scalded by boiling water. Although he looked miserable, there was no fatal danger.

The process of making onion water is the simplest, the yield is the highest, and the cost is very low. A basket of onions can produce several buckets of onion water.
Chapter completed!