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

When Wang Ben heard this, an even stronger smile appeared on his pale face.

Turning back, he looked at the other ghost messengers and said with a smile:

"We've come here specifically to congratulate you on your promotion."

"Ok?"

Xu An frowned, having already thought of a possibility.

"Well, it seems he doesn't know yet."

"Xu An, the notice issued this morning, besides telling me to take three days off, also included a commendation for your outstanding work performance in capturing ten thousand ghosts in one go."

"According to the rules and regulations of the Yin Court, the judge has promoted you to a high-ranking Yin messenger."

"Xu An, you've only been here for a day or two, and you've already been promoted so quickly. I'm so envious of you."

"Yes, Mr. Xu, after seeing the news, we came to congratulate you and bring you a small gift."

"Since you've just arrived, your home might be lacking some essentials, so take these necessities for food, clothing, and daily necessities..."

A large group of ghost messengers were talking at once, but they spoke with great sincerity.

If Xu An hadn't heard the compliments in their words, he would have almost believed these guys' lies.

My goodness, when we met yesterday, these guys all ignored me, acting like they were busy with official duties and had no time to waste.

Now, seeing that I have been promoted to a high-ranking Yin messenger, they all crowded in to congratulate me...

Gifts piled up before my eyes.

Xu An was a little stunned by what he saw.

Are the ghosts in the underworld so realistic now?

"My dear brother, I have been working in the Yin Court for nearly twenty years, and I have never seen you so admirable. If I have neglected you in the past, please don't blame me."

Wang Ben was filled with regret when he thought about leaving Xu An to that woman yesterday.

Especially yesterday, when he witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Xu An bringing thousands of ghosts, he was certain in his heart that it was definitely done by that woman.

As he was alone on a mission, his strength was only at the initial stage of Qi training.

Even if you kill him, there is no way he can return with thousands of ghosts!

I wouldn’t have run away if I had known.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to start over and make another choice.

So, after thinking hard all night, Wang Ben decided to continue to maintain a good relationship with Xu An.

He reached out to touch the sleeve of the Yincha's robe and took out a small boat that could be held in his palm. In front of his colleagues, Wang Ben said without hesitation:

"My dear brother, this is an innate magic weapon, the Cloud Flying Boat, which I found by chance. With it, I can travel 800 miles a day while sitting on the ground, or even ride the wind at high speed. In my free time, I can use it to travel and sail..."

"Isn't this bad?"

Xu An was a little surprised. He really didn't expect that Wang Ben would even take out the innate magic weapon.

Did he get this thing by chance?

Only a ghost can believe it.

"What's the big deal? You and I are brothers, and we hit it off right away. A mere magic weapon is nothing."

Wang Ben saw Xu An hesitating and shaking his head while grabbing the boat and stuffing it into his hands.

You all saw that he was the one who insisted on giving it to her, so Xu An continued with a reluctant look.

He took the small boat in his hand, took a quick look at it, and found that the magic weapon was very exquisitely refined.

The simple description is:

The central porch is open and serves as the cabin.

It is covered with a black canopy and has a small window on the side.

There are four on each side, totaling eight panels.

When you open it and look inside, you will see carved railings facing each other.

Close it and look, you will see flowers, leaves and fish hiding.

I was certain in my heart that this magic weapon must be worth a lot of money.

Xu An clasped his hands and said to the colleagues who came to give him gifts:

"It's just a small matter, but I'm so humbled that you've spent so much money on it. I'm so grateful!"

The voice is sincere and the movements are decisive.

Although Xu An doesn't like their behavior, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand human nature.

In the future, he will be working in the underworld for many years, so it is also very important for him to maintain good relations with ghosts!

"Hahahaha, it's just some small gifts. I'm afraid Xu Jun won't accept them. How can it be considered a big expense?"

"That's right, Mr. Xu, you've just arrived at Yinting and you're not familiar with this place yet. Today is a rare day off, so why don't we go to the city and have a banquet for you to wish you a promotion?"

Good guy.

Xu An's scalp tingled when he heard this.

Aren’t these guys really well prepared?

He was just promoted to a high-ranking Yinchai, not taking off to become an Wuchang or a Zhubo. Was it necessary to make such a grand ceremony?

Could it be that the conversation I had with Yang Wei last night gave them the feeling that the Tongpan thought highly of me?

Well, plus they think that it was Mu Linjiang who captured the ghosts for me, and that I have inadvertently established a relationship with the Shangqing Sect...

After a brief thought, Xu An quickly analyzed their general ideas and suddenly felt even more helpless.

These are all illusions.

The peaceful days we are living in now are all built on the foundation of the collapse of the underworld.

It won't take long before a ghost notices something is wrong and leaks the news.

Yesterday, the chief clerk who turned Yin Qi into a horse from the bank of the Styx should be on his way back now.

When the Governor of the Underworld and the Ten Kings of Hell arrive, no one knows what will happen.

Thinking of this, Xu An's expression changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became somewhat compassionate when he looked at them.

Everyone is awake and I am alone.

Everyone is drunk, but I am sober...

A ghost nearby noticed that Xu An's expression was changing slightly, and there was even an indescribable look in his eyes. He couldn't help but ask:

"What? Xu Jun, are you unhappy?"

"Ah...no."

Xu An shook his head and explained casually:

"You guys are so overly enthusiastic that I'm a little overwhelmed. It's just a small promotion, there's no need for such a big show, right?"

"My dear brother, that's not right. It's not just for you. These guys are happy to take a three-day break. Just think of it as accompanying us on a trip."

"Yes, yes, move all your things in and leave quickly. What are you doing standing at the door?"

"Come, come, move inside. Xu An, come here."

Seeing that Xu An was still hesitating, the most eager ghost messengers had already taken action. Two of them pulled him out, and the rest put the things into his room.

The whole process was extremely skillful and done in one go, leaving him no chance to stop.

"Then I shall be respectful and obey your orders?"

Unable to refuse such a kind invitation, Xu An looked around at them and spoke softly.

Suddenly, a group of ghost messengers laughed and walked along the dry bank of the tributary of the Styx towards the main city of the underworld.

Beside the gray trees, many idle and lonely ghosts who had nowhere to live looked at this large group of ghost officials traveling and hid far away.

"Mr. Xu, to be honest, my Yin Court is vast and my Hou Tu is boundless. Although the scenery may not be as beautiful as the fairyland on earth, it is still unique."

"Have you ever seen a rift that reaches the abyss of heaven, where you can see the torrent of time and space? I have it in my Yin Court."

"Have you ever seen a corpse that has been dead for thousands of years, but still has an immortal body, lifelike and full of flesh and blood? I have that in the Yin Court too!"

Xu An's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but agree:

"So magical?"

"Of course. Although you are currently in Yangzhou, our territory is actually much larger than Yangzhou."

"When I have time later, I'll take you to Liangduan Mountain. There are lines carved there by who knows what time."

"Someone has even unearthed incredibly ancient artifacts there. They're extremely mysterious!"

It was the first time Xu An heard about the secrets of Yin Court, and he couldn't help but feel curious:

"Do we have to wait until we get back? Where are we going now?"

Several well-prepared Yin messengers looked at each other and said:

"Nothing to do today, let's go listen to music!"