I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

　　 Lin Hong silently looked at the scene before him, bowing his head slightly.

He whispered softly: "So...that's how they look at the underworld?"

"Master Yan, don't be influenced by his words, that's a spoiler!"

The general behind him said quickly.

Lin Hong nodded, then turned to leave, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

After half an hour.

Lin Hong put on ordinary people's clothes, walked around the city, listening to the people's opinions.

He came to a teahouse and sat down: "Little Er, come to a pot of tea."

"Guest, you go, we are not doing business today."

Xiao Er from the shop came over with embarrassment on his face, besides, there was no one in the room now.

"Is there any reason not to do business?" Lin Hong raised his hand and took out a bag of undead coins and patted it on the table.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and serve tea to the guests!"

The shop owner happened to walk out and said quickly after seeing those undead coins.

Xiao Er nodded, and after receiving the Undead Coins, he went to the kitchen to prepare.

Lin Hong looked at the shop owner: "Why don't you come and chat with me?"

"Guest, just speak up, what do you want to know."

The store owner's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he arched his hands.

Lin Hong chuckled: "Are you so sure that I came to you for an interview?"

"I can't be completely sure, but I see that the popularity is extraordinary, so I shouldn't come to my small teahouse for tea."

The shop owner smiled awkwardly.

Lin Hong nodded, and then began to ask, most of the people here think of the underworld.

"Hey……"

"Actually, in the end, the people who suffer the most are us people."

"I don't know the essential difference between the undead world and the underworld. Anyway, they are all enslaved and taxed."

"It's just that the underworld is more cruel."

"Have you heard of eighteen layers of hell? Unconscious undead are used as food?"

...

The shop owner began to talk.

Lin Hong listened quietly, and finally, after drinking the tea, he finished speaking.

The shop owner's face was filled with helplessness: "If it weren't for the arrogance of your guests today, this teahouse might be closed."

"I go first."

Lin Hong didn't say anything, turned and left.

He had a solemn face. From the words that Fangcaidian said to himself, he did not want the undead world to become the underworld, mainly because they would suffer more and be enslaved more severely in the underworld.

Lin Hong let out a sigh of relief, "It's time to go back."

After he finished speaking, he walked in the direction of the Palace of the Dead, and put on a mask by the way to prevent it from being recognized by someone with a heart.

"Where is this place?"

A group of people walked towards him, and Fu Jiaojiao walked in the forefront.

"Hello, is this the west direction?" Porridge Dragon beckoned when he saw him.

"This is South..."

Lin Hong answered after a moment of silence.

For a while, Fu Jiaojiao and others were a little embarrassed. After coming out of Dongtianfudi, they got lost while walking. They were going to the west.

That's fine, the key is not to find the inner demon!

Lin Hong pondered for a while and asked, "Who are you?"

"We're just passing by, just passing by."

Porridge Dragon raised his hand, embarrassment filled his face.

"Is that so..." Lin Hong whispered softly, scanning them slowly, always feeling a strange sense of intimacy.

"Aren't we as good as our peers?"

Lin Hong pondered for a little while and asked, he was not particularly anxious to go back anyway.

Fu Jiaojiao shook her head: "Forget it, when we meet next time, I will invite you to dinner."

After she finished speaking, she would take people away, not wanting to be involved too much, but also to find the hermit master to save her husband!

"What a pity……"

Lin Hong looked at their backs, wondering why there was some emptiness in his heart.

He let out a long breath, stopped thinking about it, and continued to rush to the Palace of the Dead, encountering many battlefields on the road.

But this time, Lin Hong did not intervene.

Two days later.

Lin Hong came to the outside of a village, he thought for a long time these days, and finally decided not to return to the Palace of the Dead for the time being.

"Surely those guys are already very anxious, right?"

Lin Hong smiled lightly, holding her hands behind her back.

Walking into the village, his expression changed slightly, and he found that there were only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

A little kid came over: "Big brother, are you recruiting soldiers in our village?"

"It's not..."

Lin Hong shook his head, secretly saying that there is no one here, is it because of the conscription?

This is understandable, how can there be no sacrifices in war.

"That's great!" The child was obviously relieved.

"Do you hate conscription?"

Lin Hong walked into the village, pretending to ask curiously.

The child nodded: "Well, Dad... Brother, and everyone has been arrested. Grandma said she will definitely never come back again..."

"It's not necessarily. If the war is over, they will come back."

Lin Hong couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"Yeah!" The child nodded vigorously.

Although this village is desolate, it has very good hospitality and welcomes Lin Hong's arrival.

...

The next day, early morning.

After a day's time, Lin Hong learned a lot of their views on the underworld, all of them resentment.

Even an old man talked about the former underworld.

In simple oppression, the undead are not treated as human beings, but slaves and beasts, and are reborn in livestock at every turn.

Lin Hong was about to leave, but saw a group of familiar people approaching and quickly put on masks.

He whispered softly: "It's them?

"It's you?"

Fu Jiaojiao was also surprised to see him.

"What a coincidence, we met again." Lin Hong nodded.

"Are you the village head here? We want to stay here for a day and we will pay."

Porridge Dragon went to negotiate with the village chief.

The village chief laughed: "You don't need to be paid, it's a vacant room, just live in as you like."

"Thank you village chief!"

Hearing this, Rice Porridge Dragon smiled on his face.

Soon, they moved in, and Fu Jiaojiao and Lin Hong passed by.

"Strange, why does that person feel weird to me?" Fu Jiaojiao whispered after entering the room.

"Is there a strange sense of familiarity?"

After being silent for a while, the dead girl asked aloud.

Fu Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes, but we shouldn't know him."

On the other side, Lin Hong sat at the entrance of the village, chatting with the village chief without a word~www.wuxiaspot.com~Why don’t you charge? "

Lin Hong asked curiously.

Seeing Fu Jiaojiao and others came, he didn't plan to leave, and planned to stay to see the situation.

The village head smiled wryly: "No matter how much money, what use is it for us, it's better to help if you can."

"So that's it..."

Lin Hong nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

He stretched his waist and turned around and walked into the village: "Village Chief, I will stay a few more days."

"it is good."

The village chief nodded.

But suddenly, the ground shook.

Lin Hong's expression changed slightly: "What's the matter?"

"This... a monster!"

The village chief stood up and looked into the distance, his face instantly covered with fear.

I saw that it was an out-of-sight monster, galloping in, roaring loudly.

Lin Hong frowned: "Weird, so good, how come there are so many monsters?"

In fact, since the Lord of the Undead killed Bo Anzhi, monsters have appeared, only because the place where Bo Anzhi died is so far away, these monsters have only attacked.

"It's not good, old and young men, come out quickly!!"

The village chief shouted.

Soon, people from the village came out to gather, and the total number was less than thirty.

"What happened?" Fu Jiaojiao and others also rushed over.

When they saw the monsters coming across the mountains and plains, their faces changed.

"how so?"

The woman of death took out the dagger, frowned slightly,

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