Send Money to Grandpa, Invincible on Earth

It's so troublesome to burn paper money!

Han Shuo took out the [Yang Pei] hanging around his neck, and looked at the obscure runes that flowed like clouds and mist, and suddenly one head and two big.

These runes, called [Yin-Yang-Yin-Yin Rune], were sent by my grandfather yesterday.

Paper money burned to the underworld must have these runes on it.

otherwise.

No matter how much paper money you burn, it will only pollute the air. Grandpa won't receive a dime in the underworld.

Practice your hands first.

After mixing the cinnabar with water and grinding it into sand ink, Han Shuo held the brush in one hand and began to copy these Yin-changing runes with an odd number of strokes on a piece of white paper.

fortunately.

He has learned calligraphy with a brush and has certain basic skills.

Otherwise, Han Shuo would really go crazy.

After practicing for half an hour, Han Shuo gradually got used to it and was able to write the eleven runes accurately.

then.

He pulled out a brand-new underworld banknote and began to write runes on it.

Eleven runes.

I just wrote the sixth, but my hand trembled and the writing was crooked.

Can only be revoked.

Grandpa told me that the eleven psychic runes should be done in one go, and there should be no mistakes.

Han Shuo took out another dark banknote and re-written the rune.

This time, you're done.

After the eleven runes were written, a faint green light lit up on the surface of the note, which made Han Shuo look at it with amazement.

Only such paper money can be burned to the underworld for grandpa to receive.

shhhhh......

Practice makes perfect.

Han Shuo wrote faster and faster, and he made the dark banknotes with Yin Hua runes.

After an hour and a half.

Han Shuo felt that his wrist was about to be abolished, so he gave up.

On the table, there should be more than 100 coins in a thick stack with Yin Hua runes.

Han Shuo reckons that it should be enough.

He bought the best Ming banknotes, each with a denomination of 50 million. In theory, burning one is equivalent to burning N pieces of yellow paper.

Of course, this is just his guess.

Grandpa just let him burn paper money, but he didn't say what type of paper money to burn, he could only play freely.

Everything is ready.

Han Shuo lit two candles at the grandfather's grave, then knelt on the ground and started burning paper money for the grandfather.

Grandpa, collect the money.

Just spend it, don't save, your grandson has nothing else, paper money is enough.

You old man live a good life there, don't forget your grandson, bless me to win the lottery as soon as possible and reach the pinnacle of my life...

In Han Shuo's broken thoughts, sheets of paper burned in the flames, turning into bursts of smoke with a hint of green.

In this process.

Han Shuo could clearly feel that something was pulled out of his body, and his whole body became cold, as if he was sick...

This is the price of burning paper money.

According to Grandpa's words.

Burn ordinary paper money and nothing will happen.

But to burn this kind of paper money with yin-changing runes, it is necessary to use the yang energy in the human body as a medium to open up the channel of yin and yang, so that the paper money can be sent from the human world to the underworld.

No, no, no.

After only burning more than a dozen coins, Han Shuo felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, his body trembled, and his eyelids became heavier.

It feels like my body is about to be hollowed out.

If it is burned again, I am afraid that he will become the first unlucky ghost in history to die because of burning paper.

Han Shuo didn't dare to burn any more, he supported his cold and stiff body, walked into the room, and lay down on the bed.

Closing his eyes, he fell asleep.

........

Underworld.

Han Qiong sat on a throne of human bones wide open and closed, watching the ten ghost generals and 30,000 yin soldiers below, who were practicing hahahaha.

My lord, this group of lonely ghosts can be put out to fight after practicing for a while.

Sima Kuang, a dog-headed military division, stood with one hand behind and stroked his beard with the other, and said with a proud face, as if he had trained these sinister soldiers.

Sima Kuang, a self-proclaimed descendant of Sima Yi, had assisted a rebel leader in a rebellion before his death. Three days later, he was defeated and was caught by the government and beheaded.

According to him, people in the world only know the wolves of the dragon and phoenix, but they don't know that the wolves of the dragon and phoenix have all been defeated by Sima Yi, and as a descendant of Sima Yi, his wit and strategies are not inferior to the ancestors, but he has been hard to meet the Ming Master

And he, Han Qiong, is the master of the Ming Dynasty in the mouth of Sima Kuang.

No hurry, wait for my grandson's investment to arrive, buy all the equipment, and sweep the nearby hills in one fell swoop.

The lord is mighty, the lord is domineering, the lord has the ten major Yamas, and in the future, the lord will have a place in the underworld.

Han Qiong likes Sima Kuang, who speaks the truth, that's why sometimes Sima Kuang's strategy is not reliable, and he still keeps Sima Kuang by his side as a military advisor.

after all.

Compared with other ghosts, there are too few ghosts telling the truth like this.

Master does not know when the investment of the young master will arrive?

Um!

Han Qiong suddenly felt blessed and looked up at the sky.

Look, here comes the money.

Is the money coming?

Sima Kuang quickly looked up.

I see.

Sheets of paper money, flashing with green light, are slowly falling from the sky.

This is... the young master succeeded?

Sima Kuang looked surprised, and kept stroking his beard with his left hand.

Exactly.

Han Qiong laughed, waved his hand, and the wind rose, and the paper money floating in the sky was directly sucked into the mountain by him.

Not much, just a dozen or so.

Sima Kuang looked at the empty sky where paper money was no longer falling, with a look of disappointment on his face, and muttered softly.

Unfortunately, a little less.

I thought that the young master would burn a lot of paper money, and with the money, he would be able to recruit troops and buy horses to further strengthen the team.

Who would have thought that the young master would burn such a small amount of money.

Could it be that the young master is not filial enough...

Not a lot, after all, Shuo'er is just an ordinary person, you can't burn too much paper money at one time, otherwise you will lose a lot of yang energy and damage your body...

Han Qiong smiled indifferently.

No matter how little paper money, it was burned by his precious grandson himself, and every piece was precious.

Han Qiong looked down at the paper money in her hand.

next second.

He was suddenly shocked and exclaimed: Hey, this money...

Han Qiong stared at the paper money in her hand, her expression dignified, as if frozen.

see this scene.

Sima Kuang, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look nervous.

Lord Yama bless.

It's hard to get some pocket money from the young master, but don't make any mistakes.

He was still struggling to figure out how to spend the money.

The army of the underworld in the hands of the lord, although there are a lot of them, are all the poorest ghosts at the bottom.

If you want to cultivate or not, you need to equip or not.

In the entire army, apart from the gifted lord and the resourceful Sima Kuang, there was not a single one who could fight, that is, the eighteen ghost generals, who were also short-statured generals - just holding on to the front.

It's not because of poverty.

Whether it is buying weapons and equipment, arming the ghosts, or helping the ghosts improve their cultivation, they all have to spend money.

There is no fighting without money.

And the land occupied by the lord is too poor, not to mention raising soldiers, it is difficult to support their gang of ghosts.

You know, ghosts also want to eat well.

If you don't eat for a long time, the ghost will become weaker and weaker, until the spirit is scattered.

And their team is already so poor that they can't even afford to eat.

As a military advisor and chief logistics officer, Sima Kuang was very worried about this. If it wasn't for the prestige of the lord, the team would have disbanded long ago.

but.

The lord is indeed the man he likes.

The luck is strong and unparalleled, and you can pick up treasures connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang by hitting any hill.