Today, the quiet sky is cloudless, and the sun is not too hot. The gentle spring breeze floats gently. Under the many towering mountains, a wide river flows down, and the surroundings are covered with green shade. The dark green willows whirlwind with soft branches under the breeze, reflecting on the river surface, making the river water dye green, as if a river of jade rushes eastward.

On the bank of the river, Su Yan grabbed two frogs and drifted in the water. With the croaking sound, Su Yan swung suddenly. Another frog hit the water in an extremely elegant posture with six light dots. Finally, he rolled his eyes and sank down with four legs.

And beside him, in the sun, a pure black mule was lying under the shade of the tree, greedily chewing on the bone rod. Now Su Yan has reason to suspect that this is a dog in mule skin.

"Hello, it's a new day, what are you doing?" Su Yan threw two frogs and felt refreshed. He started the live broadcast while it was still early.

[The anchor finally appears, good morning!]

[Anchor, you are popular. Photos of the Dead Soul of the Underworld are now circulating on major websites, but unfortunately no one believes it.]

[I heard that a director is preparing to contact the address of the anchor and the host. The master quickly finds your colleague to take the director down.]

[It is because of the small number of people. Only those who can get close to the anchors will talk about thousands of people.]

[Yes, yes, anchors, please upgrade quickly. Look at other anchors, and tens of thousands of people can watch it with a double-click of 666.]

[Master anchor, is the survival of the wilderness going to begin again?]

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As soon as Su Yan opened the live broadcast, everyone started to leave messages. Until now, a large number of people still have skeptical attitudes. He believed that there must be a secret operation and making a handsome anchor famous.

Su Yan is really handsome, especially now in his ancient costume, holding a folding fan in his hand, which adds a bit of charm. In addition, the recent song "Leaving a Man?" and the very famous Li Ziqi's unique life anchor have made many people like this kind of live broadcast of returning to ancient times.

Su Yan doesn't believe it or not, just live a good life. If it weren't for me, I heard that someone often traveled to the underworld and was still broadcasting live, I would definitely be treated as a lunatic. Even if I read the photos, I think it was either a p- or the company was operating, and it was made of special effects.

However, after closing the live broadcast last night, Su Yan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. First, it was Brother Hu and Sister Yu He's wonderful plane life, which severely hit Su Yan. Second, it was the mysterious fairy sister, which always made people feel very distressed.

Another point, he suddenly remembered afterwards that the female officials in the offering pavilion were all pure white, while the fairy sister was indeed light blue.

This means that Sister Fairy is not a tutor, nor a ghost or a dead soul, but she lives in the Ghost World Fort and has never left the underworld. Who is she?

The ghost messenger is in yellow clothes and the ghost officials is in black clothes. Only the noble ghost messengers can have different clothes from them. Could it be that the fairy sister is the ghost messenger?

That's even more impossible. A ghost official's nostrils are already facing the sky, not to mention that he can still survive until now after teasing a ghost envoy who is like a god.

The devil man knows better than him what the outside world is like.

Su Yan was so troubled that he really couldn't figure it out, so he turned his attention to how he should find a part-time job next.

Su Yan opened his shopping store. With this promotion to the ninth-grade ghost messenger, there were a lot more things in the store. Although he bought clothes and fans one after another, after this month of hard work, there were still more than 800 available.

In order to make a living in the future, Su Yan was preparing to make a living by himself, but at this moment he realized that he was not diligent in all limbs and did not divide his grains, and he could not do anything.

Life is a failure!

Finally, Su Yan finally found a cheap manual for "This is All Life" with only 99 soul stars in a corner of the store. To put it bluntly, it is just a fortune-telling and palmistry, commonly known as Banxian'er.

Su Yan was excited. He was also a good identity by relying on his bald slander. He gritted his teeth and spent 99 soul stars to exchange them directly.

It was a very special message, as if a warm current penetrated into Su Yan's soul. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while. Su Yan roughly understood the tricks.

It's very simple, superficial facial skills, and you can fool others' eloquence.

[God, anchor, just by opening your mouth, it is definitely the rhythm of taking off!]

[The name "This is Fate!" is so domineering.]

[I also want to tell fortunes. Can the anchor help me first? When will my destined person arrive?]

[Master, can I see my palmaria? I want to know how long is my lifeline?]

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After Su Yan told him about his plans and the items he exchanged, everyone was excited and expressed their opinions one after another. Su Yan was relieved, after all, he had to make a living by relying on it.

After quickly snatching 5 missions, Su Yan summoned Xiao Hei and began to walk towards Pingyang City.

“I have a little donkey,

I never ride it,

One day I had a whim.

Riding it to the market,

I have a small whip in my hand..."

Su Yan rode Xiao Hei in the waves and sang in a wave of grace. Xiao Hei shook his two long ears according to the rhythm, not to mention how harmonious it was for one person and one donkey.

Su Yan was singing to the climax with emotion, and a singing voice from far to near suddenly interrupted Su Yan, which made Su Yan look unhappy, and Xiao Hei also rang his nose in dissatisfaction and looked at the mountain road ahead.

"The little Taoist priest went down the mountain to Huazhai, and the old Taoist priest explained: "The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger. If you meet her, you must avoid it! You will walk through villages and villages..."

Yun Hezi was carrying a medicine basket and holding a small hoe, and suddenly, he saw the nightmare image that was still in his mind a month ago.

Early in the morning, in the dense forest, a young man riding a donkey looked happy, and a white-haired old Taoist with herbs looked gray.

"Is it my turn so soon?"

Yun Hezi's knees suddenly became weak and his back became even colder.

"Master, you have calculated a divination code for your disciple, saying that your disciple will die at least a hundred years old. You are lying to others, and the ghost messenger is coming to block the road."

"Xiaoqi and Xiaoba, you two have killed your master this time. You don't have wind and cold early or cold late. But you don't have wind and cold these two days. I haven't read the calendar today, so it's not advisable to go out. I can't go back directly after this time!"

Yun Hezi looked around and finally seemed to have accepted his fate. Although this place was not very good, it was considered to be beautiful and beautiful. It was also good to bury it here. Unfortunately, his disciples could not even find the master's burial place. Even if they touched it, they would probably have been gnawed by wild beasts.
Chapter completed!