Chapter 399: Many righteous disciples have a little brain disease

Granny Ma thinks that many righteous disciples have a little brain disease, and the disease is not light.

Lin Du looked sick in the internal organs, but in fact the disease is in the brain.

"I said," Granny Ma put down the things in her hand, "that girl followed me to get some medical skills, what is your reason?"

Lin Du answered calmly, "To see King Yan in return."

Granny Ma was annoyed, "You are so generous? Why don't you go to heaven."

Lin Du nodded, "How do you know I will go to heaven in the future?"

Granny Ma:...

Why did she seem so happy to see Lin Du at the beginning? How can this person be so noisy?

Can you say that she is the least talkative person in the Supreme Sect? Are you lying?

Lin Du was still staring at the person. When Granny Ma finished everything and went down the mountain, she spoke, "It's not impossible to help you, but you have to get me something."

"You really have a way." Lin Du said with a smile, "It has to be you!"

Granny Ma snorted coldly, "You are the only one in the world who would make such a strange request."

Lin Du just smiled and said nothing, and escorted the person down the mountain quickly.

Those who can go to the underworld are ghosts, and they must not have the slightest vitality, but there are other means.

For example, the ghost leaves the body, opens the ghost gate, and enters the underworld.

As for how to cover up the anger of the living soul, it depends on Granny Ma.

Granny Ma is the corpse king, so she can naturally cast a spell for Lin Du to deceive the past.

It was a dark and windy night. The wooden door of the small courtyard covered by green vines creaked, and a patch of green candlelight entered the dark courtyard, making this secluded place in the world of the living even more eerie.

"Why didn't you tell your fellow disciples? What if you are detained by King Yan this time and can't come back?" Granny Ma's voice was hoarser than usual. She held a candle in her hand, but no one was seen underground.

Lin Du followed her in a strong outfit, "We'll talk about it when the time comes. I don't think King Yan would want me to be detained."

Granny Ma: ...What a big tone.

"Remember, when you come back, don't look back no matter who calls you. Also, here's my Styx water."

Lin Du nodded in response, "Then I'll open the Ghost Gate?"

Granny Ma looked at her steadily, "In fact, the kid in your sect who studies Lu Ban's calligraphy can also draw Yin Fu, why don't you go to him?"

Lin Du thought for a while, "Forget it, let's make a deal, if something happens, he won't blame himself."

Granny Ma looked at her, "Do you think that if something happens to you, I won't blame myself?"

Lin Du lowered his head and arranged the formation, "It's different, it's different within our sect."

A younger generation who you may have some affection for but are just a casual acquaintance, and a fellow disciple who has been traveling together and is with you almost every day, are completely different.

Soon Lin Du had set up the formation, and Granny Ma had cut the shape of the paper man. She condensed the power of the extreme yin from herself, carved a spell, and poured it into the faceless little paper man.

But seeing the faint green light condensed into characters and sank into the paper man, the originally flat paper man inexplicably became heavier.

Lin Du finally looked back at the house where everyone lived, then knelt on one knee, raised his hand and poured spiritual power into the formation on the ground, and the formation pattern quickly connected and became complete. The courtyard, which was originally quiet and without a trace of wind, suddenly became windy, as if there were evil ghosts crying.

When the wind rises, the gate of hell opens.

Lin Du had already walked out of the formation and sat down on the spot to enter meditation. A cultivator in the Qianyuan realm could control the ghosts to leave the body at will.

A vague and ethereal ghost slowly floated out from the white-haired monk in meditation, and then jumped into the paper man. The

small Yin Fu paper man slid down the table with thin legs, and walked towards the Ghost Gate Array that was set up before the original body fell asleep.

In just a blink of an eye, the little man had fallen into the center of the Ghost Gate Array.

The gloomy wind rolled up the little paper man, swayed around, and quickly sank into the Ghost Gate Array.

Lin Du passed a long distance, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt that it was dark and dark. He stretched out his hand, and in a trance, he saw that he had become his original appearance, no longer the floating little paper man.

She had sent many people to hell in her life, but she didn't expect that there would be a chance to send herself to hell.

The invisible sky is like a world in chaos, but the ground is clearly visible. The underworld is very large, and the ghosts from above will appear in the small land at the edge of the underworld, waiting for the ghost messenger to register and lead the way.

Lin Du did not want to include himself in the ghost messenger's book for the time being, and planned to go straight through.

Although he is a ghost, he still has his spiritual cultivation. The spiritual reserve and strength of the fifth level of Tianchi Lianshen Jue are not a problem for a mere ghost messenger.

Who knew that the ghost messenger was so busy that he turned around and saw Lin Du wandering outside, "You can't remember it either, right? You were also sent down, right? Go forward, go in, there is a special newly opened office department in charge, next one."

Lin Du:?

She walked silently to the direction the ghost messenger pointed, and found that it was indeed very different.

There seemed to be a formation for gathering the soul, and beside it was a large pot of strangely colored soup, with a ghost messenger talking.

The ghost messengers were wearing uniform clothing, but the texture and pattern of the clothes here were obviously much better than before, and their cultivation was also higher.

"Almost done? If almost done, take them to the city to work. There aren't many people here who need to burn things. First, give them a bowl of tonic soup. They have to work to pay off their debts before they can be judged and distributed."

"Be careful, don't let them run to the place where the independent cultivators live, or they will be eaten by the gangs."

Most of the crowded ghosts were incomplete. If you look closely, they looked familiar. They were the souls of the man-made evil demons that they had sent into reincarnation a few days ago. Because they were the early works of Wen Fu's gang, the souls were not complete.

When those dazed ghosts saw Lin Du for the first time, some of them huddled together in fear, while others knelt down and kowtowed.

"The benefactor is here, the benefactor is here."

The ghost messengers were about to offer the soul-nourishing soup, but when they heard this, they looked at Lin Du in surprise.

The ghost cultivator who was sitting nearby and taking notes looked at Lin Du, "What's your name?"

Lin Du assessed the situation, "I am Lin Du."

"Lin Du? You can't be... that Lin Du!" The man jumped up, "Oh! Benefactor!!! Thanks to you! Several of us brothers have been promoted!!!"

"What wind blew you down? Why don't you stay up there for a while?" The ghost was very regretful, and even tears were about to come out, "You are so young, why did you come down?"

"This is really, good people don't live long!!" The man spoke with a tremor.

If Lin Du lived a few more years up there, this specially opened up lucrative department might be able to exist for a few more days. This is a department directly under King Yan. Promotion is secondary, the main thing is to show up in front of King Yan and make him familiar.

Lin Du took a step back, "Wait a minute, I understand they call me benefactor, but what are you doing?"

She didn't look angry at all. The ghost didn't suspect that Lin Du came here on purpose, he just thought she had gone to the wrong place, "Well, this is a long story. Oh, no, why are you here? It seems that you are not under the jurisdiction of our department, right?"

Lin Du nodded with a smile, and while speaking, he condensed a short blade of consciousness and forced it directly to the ghost's neck, but the smile on his face did not change, "Yes, I came here specially to find you, take me to the city to find King Yan, otherwise I will kill you."