The flames covered the entire registration form like flowing water. Suddenly, the flames rose sharply, as if they had detected something unusual, making it unable to remain calm.

With a "puff" sound, the flame went out, as if it could not sustain itself due to excessive consumption.

The dying Liuli lamp used the remaining smoke to write a line of words: "Southern Region, Hezhu Prefecture, Langcheng, Lijiazhuang."

But it only appeared for a moment, and then the smoke dissipated and could no longer be organized.

The glass lamp also completely stopped working.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Chun Ming Tao Hua's eyes. It seemed that this mission was not going to be easy.

But it has to be done even if it's not easy. There's no reason to give away the money you've earned.

He took the registration form and wrote in the last column: Mission level: B+, target location: Lijiazhuang, Langcheng, Hezhu Prefecture, Southern Region.

The Netherworld Pavilion divides the tasks into four levels according to their difficulty: A, B, C, and D. Each level is further divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower, so there are a total of twelve levels.

A on top, A in the middle, A on the bottom, B on top, B in the middle, B on the bottom... and so on.

Level B is considered to be of relatively high difficulty.

Chun Ming tapped the counter with his cold fingertips. "The mission fee is fifty thousand taels. Pay half as a deposit first, and the remaining half will be paid after the mission is completed."

Fifty thousand taels? Hua Yuan originally thought that thirty thousand taels would be enough, but now he had almost half more.

He happened to have more than 50,000 taels of silver notes on him now, a small part of which was the cash given by Pei Yuan, and the rest was pawned in the pawnshop using the treasures and antiques she gave him. Originally, he wanted to embezzle 20,000 taels of silver.

Although he is a cultivator, his cultivation is low and his strength is probably not as good as that of a first-rate warrior. He usually spends most of his time practicing. How can he have so much time to make money?

Moreover, cultivation is extremely expensive.

Money, friends, Dharma and land are the four indispensable things on the path of cultivation, and "money" is placed first. It is obvious that without money one will lag behind others in cultivation.

Almost all the money he earned on a daily basis was spent on purchasing materials for cultivation. No matter how much money he had, it was not enough, so he could only come up with some crooked ideas and get money from Pei Yuan.

But now it seems that I won’t be able to put this money into my pocket.

If he could capture Shen Yizi alive, he would have made a great contribution. Why would he worry about not having money then?

After weighing the pros and cons, Hua Yuan decided to pay the money!

But he still asked: "Can it be cheaper?"

Chun Ming smiled and said gently, "Okay."

However, before Hua Yuan could be happy, he heard him say, "Then our mission completion rate will also be reduced. We can't capture them alive. The best we can do is kill them."

Hua Yuan: “…”

How could killing Shen Yizi be as beneficial as holding her life in your hands?

But: "What if we add this?"

Hua Yuan took out the nail from the bee he had given it to.

"With this, you can accurately find Shen Yizhi's location."

Chun Ming took it and looked at it. "Well, I'll give you a 10% discount. The deposit is 20,000 taels."

10% off...that’s five thousand taels cheaper, okay?

Hua Yuan paid the deposit.

Chun Ming handed over a sign, which was the receipt for the deposit. If the task at Youming Pavilion was not completed, the customer could come to Youming Pavilion with the receipt to ask him to refund the money.

Hua Yuan put the sign away and turned to leave.

Not long after he left, a handsome young man in red clothes strode in with an angry face. It was the second underworld envoy of the Netherworld Pavilion, Xia Ming.

"Damn it! Prince Chen is too much! If I had known, I would have killed him even at the risk of my life!"

Xia Ming paced around the room angrily with his hands on his hips.

Chun Ming returned to his previous lazy look: "Why, the mission was disrupted by the King Chen's people again?"

"It was more than just destruction! Not only did I fail to complete the mission, but all the people I brought with me were killed by that crazy woman! If I hadn't run fast, I would have lost my life at her hands!"

In his anger, the wound on his body was moved, and Xia Ming hissed in pain.

Last time, their Netherworld Pavilion accepted a mission to assassinate Prince Gu Xueting, and it was Xia Ming who led the team. In the end, the mission was not completed, and all the people he brought were killed by Gu Xueting, and he almost didn't make it back.

Gu Xueting found out that it was the Netherworld Pavilion who did it, so he started to confront them. Not only did he raid several of their outposts and kill a large number of people, he also almost found his way here.

After that, he made several attempts to disrupt their missions, as if he was going to uproot the Netherworld Pavilion.

For this reason, everyone in the Netherworld Pavilion was very indignant, but they were weaker than the situation and had to bow their heads.

The Netherworld Pavilion was very frustrated and asked for peace, but Gu Xueting refused! Now, their Netherworld Pavilion has been killed to pieces. If this continues, they will really be forced to disband!

Xia Ming became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and punched the counter. The counter was fine, but his hand bones were nearly broken.

How could he forget that this counter was made of extremely hard Jianmu.

Chun Ming listened to his complaints without even raising his eyebrows, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Xia Ming was also used to his lazy and unconcerned personality.

After he finished speaking, Chun Ming leisurely took out a registration form and said, "What a coincidence. Someone just happened to come and issue a mission. The target of the mission has a close relationship with Gu Xueting, who you wish to kill as soon as possible."

Xia Ming took it and looked at it, and his gloomy face instantly brightened.

"Hahaha, Gu Xueting, you have come to this day! Wait until I catch Shen Yizhi and see how he can still be so arrogant!"

Xia Ming excitedly snatched the cat from Chun Ming's arms and forcefully kissed it on the forehead.

The cat scratched him with its claws: "Xia Ming, you are looking for death!"

"Xiao Dongming, don't be so stingy, hahaha..."

It turns out that this cat is the fourth underworld messenger of the Netherworld Pavilion, Dong Ming.

It is a transformed cat demon, and is just as lazy as Chun Ming. These two people who are so lazy that they have no friends actually get along best.

Xia Ming took advantage and ran away, fearing that Dong Ming would catch up and scratch his face.

Chun Ming watched him leave, not optimistic about this mission. But, so what? * Lijiazhuang.

Shen Yizi inspected the construction site of the villa.

When the workers saw her, they greeted her warmly and respectfully.

These workers are the slaves that Xiao San bought before.

Their own houses had already been built. They were simple wooden houses that were built in a few days without much effort.

Although it is a bit simple, it is suitable for living.

Now that the weather has entered autumn, it is neither hot nor cold, and there is no need to worry about being cold at night.

The most important thing is to give them a place to stay first. After they get their wages, they can apply for a piece of land in the village and build a house of their own at their own expense.