Paper-folding artist: Start by making a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

Originally, Su Changsheng planned to go out and find one or two ghosts to practice with.

I didn't expect to exceed the task as soon as I went out.

In addition, Su Changsheng had just received a lot of system rewards in the battle, and he had not had time to sort them out.

Therefore, he did not continue to go out to look for ghosts, but returned to the paper-making shop with ten ghost soldiers.

When Su Changsheng turned around, he unexpectedly found Jiang Hai and Huang Congwei hiding in a dangerous house.

Even though the two of them had used the life-concealing talisman to conceal their life force, they still had nowhere to hide from the eyes of the Yin-Yang Ghost!

"stranger?"

Su Changsheng murmured in confusion, but he didn't pay too much attention to it and then returned to the paper-making shop.

Now that he has the system, he just wants to develop slowly and doesn't want to get anxious with these people.

squeak~

As the dilapidated door gradually closed, Jiang Hai and Huang Congwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did they realize that their backs were already wet with cold sweat.

"Huh~Brother Jiang, he...he seems to have seen us!"

Huang Congwei felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He let out a long sigh and said with lingering fear.

Just now, he just made eye contact with Su Changsheng, and he felt as if his soul was almost sucked into those black and white eyes.

Just a look is so terrifying, one can imagine how powerful he is!

"Hurry up, this matter must be reported to the General Administration as soon as possible!"

Jiang Hai's face was stern. After he finished speaking, he stood up and left, not even bothering to clean the dirt off his body.

Not all people with super powers will join the Supernatural Bureau, and many of them are loners.

In order to prevent these people with special powers from doing evil, the Supernatural Bureau has kept records of all of them.

However, there is no record of Su Changsheng and others in these filing records.

With one psychic with strength above level B and ten psychics above level D, the combat power is already comparable to that of a psychic team.

If these people have bad intentions, it will be a disaster for Yangcheng!

"Brother Jiang, are we not going to keep watch here anymore?"

Huang Congwei followed closely.

It is a serious crime for a person with special abilities to leave his post without permission.

Once the ghosts take advantage of the opportunity, it will cause ordinary casualties.

"With that terrifying existence, what use are we here?"

Jiang Hai shook his head and said,

……

Su Changsheng returned to the paper-making shop and began to sort out the spoils of the battle.

This time he killed thirty-five ghosts, gained 350 points of Yinde, and got a lot of items.

Among them were ten portions of cinnabar, five portions of yellow paper, a dagger and a lottery ticket.

The only drawback is that none of the ghost soldiers were upgraded.

immediately.

Su Changsheng took out all the items from his backpack and placed them on the ground in order.

The cinnabar and yellow paper look extremely delicate.

The dark red cinnabar looks like particles formed by dried blood.

The yellow paper is golden in color and feels like a soft and smooth piece of silk.

These cinnabar and yellow papers are filled with rich yang energy.

If used to carve a lightning-attracting talisman, the damage to ghosts can be at least doubled!

After putting the cinnabar and yellow paper into the system backpack, Su Changsheng turned his attention to the last two items.

The dagger was about twenty centimeters long and completely black, with only the blade emitting a faint cold glow.

Su Changsheng held it in his hand as if it were a piece of ice, freezing cold.

[Ghost Dagger: A low-level magical weapon that can harm the three souls and seven spirits! ]

After seeing the introduction given by the system, Su Changsheng's eyes instantly lit up.

Since hot weapons cannot cause damage to ghosts, the weapons of psychics are all cold weapons such as swords.

Some cold weapons have awakened their spirituality and turned into spiritual weapons after killing a large number of ghosts.

The psychics divide these spiritual weapons into three levels: magic weapons, treasure weapons, and spiritual weapons according to their power.

As for spiritual weapons that are more powerful than spiritual weapons, Su Changsheng had never heard of them.

After all, the probability of awakening a spiritual weapon is too low, and no higher-level spiritual weapons have ever appeared in the world.

Looking at the entire Yangcheng, there are only five known magic weapons and two treasure weapons.

There are only two spiritual weapons in the entire Xia Kingdom, and they are stored in the imperial capital as national treasures.

Even the lowest-level magical weapon is priceless.

Now that Su Changsheng is unarmed, he can use the weapon to defend himself.

"You can use the lottery ticket to participate in the system lottery. It is detected that the host has the lottery ticket. Do you want to participate in the lottery?"

When Su Changsheng picked up the lottery ticket, the system voice suddenly rang.

"lottery!"

Su Changsheng's eyes lit up and he directly chose to draw the lottery.

In his eyes, the value of this lottery ticket is much higher than the ghost dagger.

after all.

Opening a blind box is always the most fun!

"Use lottery ticket*1!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Bai Wuchang!"

As the system voice sounded, the space in front of Su Changsheng distorted like ripples on the water.

A middle-aged man wearing white clothes and a tall white hat with four big characters "First sight brings fortune" written on the hat walked out of the distorted space with a smile on his face.

If it weren't for the long tongue hanging down to his chest and the mourning stick in his hand, he would definitely be mistaken for the uncle next door.

Although Bai Wuchang's aura was not as terrifying as that of the Yin soldiers, just by standing there, the ten Yin soldiers behind him took a step back at the same time to show their respect.

Bai Wuchang is a genuine ghost god from the underworld. As one of the ten ghost generals in the underworld, his status is far above the ten ghost soldiers!