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

Not all ghosts will be reincarnated immediately.

This was the news Xu An learned when he entered the underworld.

The time for the reincarnation of those new ghosts who came to the underworld at the same time as him was already ninety years later.

As for those old ghosts in front, they still have eighty, seventy, or sixty years left before they can be reincarnated...

But you have to stay in the underworld and find ways to survive.

Add to that the already existing inhabitants of the Yin Court, those born in the chaotic Houtu, the ox-headed, horse-faced, bird-winged creatures, and their descendants...

There are also people like Xu An, who are summoned to be underworld messengers and work for the underworld court.

As well as the ghost heroes who have reached the innate realm and are expected to make further progress, they will all stay here.

Yin Court...

It is indeed full of ghosts.

At this moment, it is morning in the Yin Court.

Most of the lazy people who slept in have also gotten up.

Xu An and his group of ghost messengers swaggered into the city.

Most of the ghosts along the way were extremely restrained and kept their distance from them.

In the human world, they clearly understand that the people should not fight against the officials.

What's more, many of these ghosts were captured by these people during their journey to the Yin Court, so they understand how powerful they are.

Although Xu An had been in and out of the main city of Yangzhou before, he was always in a hurry and had no time to take a closer look.

While they were taking a break, a group of ghost messengers strolled around the garden, and Xu An finally had time to experience the prosperity of the Yin Court main city.

"In fact, it's similar to the human world. These shops that have opened, and the vendors displaying their wares, are almost like those in the human world. It's not an exaggeration to say they're copied from the human world."

"The only difference is that their hosts and guests are all ghosts, all with pale faces, and there are also quite a few strange-looking indigenous ghosts..."

"Well, the methods, medicines, and weapons needed for cultivation are also traded here. These are not available in the human world."

Xu An walked and watched, paying attention to their behavior.

After a while, he saw many hungry ghosts wearing tattered clothes, their bodies becoming ethereal from hunger. They stood in front of the bun shop, swallowing their saliva, and then they remembered something and asked:

"Everyone, why do these hungry ghosts have no money to buy food? Is it because their families have never burned money for them?"

Hearing Xu An's question, the group of ghost messengers who had always wanted to establish a good relationship with him immediately all smiled and nodded, and then explained:

"Mr. Xu, you don't know that the money and silk used in the underworld are not like those in the human world, where gold, silver, copper, iron, or grain, brocade, etc. are exchanged for other things."

"Even if their families burn paper money for these people after they die, they actually can't receive it!"

Xu An blinked. This was completely contrary to his usual understanding. He couldn't help but continue asking:

"Why?"

One of the ghosts laughed and said:

"Mr. Xu, think about it, if people in the Yang world can burn some paper money and use it in my Yin Court, then if I burn thousands of pieces at once, wouldn't I be able to buy out half of the Yin Court?"

"Yes, Mr. Xu."

Another ghost echoed:

"A few scraps of paper, cut out a picture of the current situation, printed some ink on it, and you think you can come to my underworld and get free food and drinks? This is not the way to trick ghosts, right?"

Xu An looked at them and saw that they spoke so frankly. Although their words were unpleasant to the ears, they seemed to make a lot of sense.

He had thought about it before when he was bored. Whenever people in the world encountered a dead person, they would burn piles of paper money, which would not only cause a lot of smoke but also make the sky smoky.

If it keeps burning like this, won't there be inflation in the Yin Court?

Now it seems that he was worrying too much, and the ghosts in the underworld could not be captured at all.

But here comes the problem:

"Why do those people in the human world still burn paper money?"

Wang Ben was walking next to Xu An, and he continued to explain:

"In fact, what's important is not the paper money, but the aroma of incense and the power of human wishes."

Is it another human wish?

Xu An narrowed his eyes slightly.

When he became a ghost messenger, it was written on the Yinting Jade Slip that the aroma of incense and the power of human wishes had magical effects.

Once the Yinchai possesses him, he can walk in the world in broad daylight, without fear of the pure and strong power of the sun. He can reduce the suppressing force to the lowest level while greatly improving his strength.

After a monk dies, if he is made into a clay statue and receives incense and offerings, he can be deified on earth. While keeping the divine fetus immortal, he can continue to practice and even become an immortal.

At this moment, even the currency of the Yin Court is related to the power of incense. How useful is this thing?

"Yes, after a person dies, their relatives and friends burn incense for them, which gives them a faint scent. With this scent, they can exchange it for money when they reach the underworld."

"Those who burn paper money are actually just following the example of the monks and noble families who offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, their ancestors, and many other gods. Unfortunately, their own vows are weak and cannot be transmitted."

Xu An nodded thoughtfully and said:

"So, burning paper money is allowed, but it must be done by a monk, or a large clan with strong willpower, such as imperial power, in order to be effective during sacrifices, right?"

Beside them, the other Yincha nodded:

"Yes, as long as this kind of human willpower is strong enough, it can work. For example, wherever the destiny of a nation goes, even gods have to make way for it."

This explanation was thorough enough, and it was impossible for Xu An not to understand it.

He thought of Mu Linjiang, who had used the aura of incense to protect himself and the ghosts behind him, and couldn't help but continue asking:

"Besides that, what use is the aura of incense to cultivators?"

None of these people who can work in the underworld are ordinary ghosts.

From Wang Ben to Yinting Tongpan, they can all be called ghost cultivators to some extent.

The aroma of incense is also useful to them.

But Xu An still doesn’t know what its specific function is.

Next to them, a group of guys who were traveling with Xu An and were answering questions with a smile just now, all had slightly changed expressions and became more restrained after hearing this question.

Seeing their hesitation, Xu An asked doubtfully, "Why, you can't tell me?"

"Not really."

A ghost shook his head, looked at Xu An, and said seriously:

"Mr. Xu, the aura of incense has infinite uses. For cultivators, the most significant effect is to increase their strength and combat power, as well as their cultivation speed."

"Any more?"

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Xu An looked at him, always feeling that he had not finished speaking.

"Besides that, it's about fighting against the heavenly calamity!"

The ghost messenger who explained to Xu An continued with a slightly lowered voice:

"In the Three Realms, whether you are human, ghost, god, demon, monk, or devil, you all first cultivate your acquired self, and then transform yourself into your natural self. This is the origin of the acquired realm and the innate realm."

"I know that."

There was an introduction to these two realms on the Yinting Jade Slip, and Mu Linjiang also talked to him about it for a few minutes.

"Well, after that, opening the Purple Palace, nurturing the divine fetus, and even seizing destiny were all, to a certain extent, actions that defied heaven."

"But if you go against the will of heaven, there will come a day when heaven will not tolerate you. The ultimate fate of a cultivator is to face heaven's punishment."

"If you can make it through, your strength level will be greatly improved. If you can't make it through, if your physical body is reduced to ashes, but the divine fetus remains, you will become a casual cultivator..."

Having said this, the Yinchai who was answering the question paused, then looked around at all his colleagues. After seeing Xu An, he said in a somewhat dry voice:

"But we no longer have a physical body..."