I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

"This is?"

Xu An looked up instinctively.

His gaze passed over Mu Linjiang's delicate profile and lingered on the light curtain that looked like green smoke and mist.

"The aroma of incense is the power of human wishes."

As a monk of Shangqing Sect.

Mu Linjiang's knowledge is far beyond the imagination of most mortals and ordinary cultivators.

The moment Xu An showed signs of pain, she remembered what was written in ancient books:

"The soul body cannot face the sun directly."

"The sunlight at noon is enough to shatter the frail ghost body in just a cup of tea."

Although it is early morning, the morning dew has not yet dissipated and the yin energy has not yet dissipated.

But when the sun rose and she felt the warmth, she quickly reacted from Xu An's painful expression.

Therefore, at the first moment, Mu Linjiang used the energy of incense to create a barrier for him.

To prevent these thousands of wandering ghosts, including Xu An, from being directly sunburned to death.

"Have you become a god among men?"

The moment the light screen appeared, Xu An already had the answer in his mind.

After receiving a positive answer, he couldn't help but ask back.

"No, the human power in me is actually the incense of the Shangqing Sect."

Mu Linjiang shook his head.

If you want to be deified in the world, you must first gain the recognition of many people in the world.

She had not been down the mountain for long, and had been running around. Most of the time, she was working as a disciple of the Shangqing Sect.

Even if mortals wanted to offer sacrifices, there was no specific object to worship, so it was far from being a deification in the human world.

But fortunately, as the most outstanding disciple of the Shangqing Sect at that time, she had been exposed to the energy of incense very early on and was able to use it skillfully.

At this moment, it's just a matter of convenience.

"That's it..."

As a major sect in the world, Shangqing Sect is very popular, has a long history, and has many disciples. Even a group of immortals have emerged from it.

It is understandable that as a disciple of Shangqing, Mu Linjiang can use the incense and energy of his own sect.

After figuring out the whole story, Xu An didn't even think about saying anything more when he heard Mu Linjiang continue in his ear:

"The sun is about to rise. You can't stay in the world of the living with these ghosts for long. Take them back to the underworld."

Xu An woke up as if from a dream, and everything came to his senses.

He took two steps back, looked at Mu Linjiang's handsome face, and suddenly felt reluctant to leave.

But before he could dwell on it too much, a series of messages suddenly popped up in front of Xu An:

[Mission Completed: Available Lifespan +200 Days...]

[Main Quest: As a ghost messenger, many wandering ghosts are right before your eyes. It is your duty to capture them all and bring them back to the underworld and hand them over to the judge.]

[Completion Reward: Available Lifespan +570 days.]

The mission of taking Mu Linjiang to Yinting has been completed.

After settling the rewards, the system also released the main task.

Xu An looked at his life span of more than 500 days, and in an instant, he threw all his attachment and affection for Mu Linjiang out of the window.

Women will only affect his speed in catching ghosts!

Pulling out the soul-beating whip from his waist, Xu An took a deep breath, clasped his hands towards Mu Linjiang, and returned to the attitude he had when they first met, saying seriously:

"Well, farewell, fairy!"

"Well...see you again if fate permits. Once you enter the Yin Court, I will remove the incense and go investigate the Lishan Sword Sect."

Mu Linjiang opened his palm, revealing a toy-sized human-shaped divine fetus inside.

After being torn from the body and forcibly detained.

The cultivator from the Lishan Sword Sect had been tortured to the point of being extremely weak and curled up in her hands.

"Okay, take care!"

Xu An was slightly stunned.

He knew that the Lishan Sword Sect was a powerful sect with countless disciples, and like the Shangqing Sect, it had also produced immortal cultivators.

A divine fetus alone is not enough to prove anything. If you slander the other party without reason, it may even trigger a war between sects.

Mu Linjiang himself was not sure, so he planned to investigate first.

Moreover, he and Xu An both instinctively felt that there must be deeper problems behind this series of events.

However, due to strength reasons, Xu An cannot participate like Mu Linjiang, and the two can only separate here.

Turn your head and turn around.

The ghost messenger's robe fluttered in the wind.

Xu An held the shining divine whip in his hand, raised the Yinting Jade Slip high, and said to the ghosts:

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of God. You are lucky not to have been swallowed up by the Ten Thousand Souls Money!"

"Follow me back to the underworld to accept the reincarnation judgment, or don't blame me for being rude!"

I just experienced the living ghost being swallowed, and the terrifying scene of Mu Linjiang slashing three people at a rapid speed.

This group of wandering ghosts had already collapsed on the ground with fear and had no intention of resisting at all.

Hear what Xu An said.

Many wandering ghosts got up from the ground, helped other wandering ghosts around them, turned around and walked into the passage opened by the Yinting Jade Slip.

Xu An watched from the side with a soul-beating whip.

Throughout the entire process, the order of this group of wild ghosts was maintained very well, and no commotion due to rushing to reincarnate occurred.

Until the last ghost walked into the passage, the sun rose completely between heaven and earth.

The golden afterglow shone obliquely on Xu An's face, reflecting her dreamlike figure in a purple robe.

The world is indeed beautiful.

It’s a pity that I’m a ghost.

Shaking his head to himself, Xu An turned around and walked towards the underworld that belonged to him, and his figure gradually disappeared in the land.

With a whoosh, the smoke dissipated, and the human wish power was taken back by Mu Linjiang.

She turned her head to look at the rising sun, which was shining brightly on the mountains and rivers of the world, and then she clenched her palms slightly, activated her magic power, and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky.

……

It is daytime in the human world and night in the underworld.

The candles in the ghost-head lanterns were lit, hanging high above the city walls in the night sky and under the eaves.

Although it was night in Yinting at this moment, it was the main city after all, and there were too many ghosts gathered here.

On weekdays, the bustling scene continues day and night.

In addition, what happened during the day was too outrageous. The monks from the human world fought from ten miles outside the city to the front of the Tongpan Mansion.

No matter whether those blocking the road were the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons or the ghost soldiers and generals, none of them had the strength to fight back.

Everyone who saw a ghost was talking about it with great relish, and at the same time exaggerating how terrifying the ghost was.

Mu Linjiang had only been gone for a short while when the description of her changed into a three-headed, eight-armed creature, walking on fire and burning wind, sitting atop a black demon beast, holding two spine-slashing soul-slashing knives...

In front of a teahouse along the street, there was an old ghost in a long gown, spitting excitedly, waving a folding fan in his hand, and reciting a piece of dialogue on the spot.

As for the beaten cattle and horses, as well as the ghost soldiers, those who were in good condition held their noses and continued patrolling.

Anyway, as long as they pretended not to hear, no one would dare to laugh at them in person.

As for Gui Xiong, who was frightened by Mu Linjiang and stayed indoors, his attitude became more and more subtle.

I heard that these little devils took advantage of the situation and made the people who came to their door look like great people.

The Xiantian Xionggui who had seen Mu Linjiang before and dropped his knife and ran away, patted his chest and said in a nonchalant voice:

"Humph, if I hadn't seen her as a weak woman and hadn't had the heart to kill her, she would have died in my hands long ago!"