Jin Ling City, on a remote street corner.
It was already late at night, and the surrounding districts and shops had long been closed.
However, an orange light was still on in a paper shop.
A large number of exquisite paper men and paper horses were placed in the shop. There were also many paper money, wreaths, and burial clothes.
It was indescribably strange.
Su Hen sat on a rattan chair in the middle of the living room. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was slightly pale.
He held a stack of paper money in his hand.
It was the money used to burn the dead.
There was a large dark red stain on the paper money, as if it was dried blood.
A faint stench wafted in the air.
"Money to buy my life…"
Su Hen laughed bitterly and placed the joss paper on the table beside him.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.”
"I'm afraid I'm the most miserable transmigrator in history.”
Twenty years ago, Su Hen transmigrated to this unfamiliar world.
The country he was in was called Xia Country.
It was probably similar to his previous life.
The only difference was…Ghosts existed in this world!
Although there were ghosts, there were no gods.
Whether it was Daoist or Buddhist methods, they had no effect on ghosts.
The only ones who could deal with ghosts were a group of special people.
They were called Ghost Commanders.
They could control ghosts and use the power of ghosts to fight ghosts.
Unfortunately, Su Hen was not a ghost tamer.
In this world, he was still an ordinary mortal, just like in his previous life.
Perhaps it was luck.
In the past twenty years, Su Hen had not encountered any ghost incidents.
After that, he inherited his grandfather's paper shop.
In this world, he had never seen his parents since he was young.
She had been raised by her grandfather.
And that amiable old man had also passed away three years ago.
Su Hen had picked up these Underworld Coins on the road a few days ago.
It was real money when he picked it up.
In the end, at night, they all turned into Underworld Coins, and dried blood even appeared on them.
No matter where Su Hen threw them.
When he woke up the next morning, these Underworld Coins would appear beside his pillow.
Even burning it with fire was useless.
After experiencing all this, Su Hen finally recalled some of the things his grandfather had once told him.
These Underworld Coins should be money to buy lives!
Legend had it that malicious ghosts would throw Underworld Coins on the road.
If someone picked it up, it would be equivalent to selling their life to a ghost.
Seven days later, midnight.
Malicious ghosts would come to claim their lives!
His grandfather had told him many similar legends.
He had also warned him.
It was best not to inherit the skill of paper binding.
Because this was Yin Travel.
If he did it for too long, sooner or later, he would be targeted by some unclean things.
There were twenty-four industries in ancient times.
The so-called external eight lines, internal eight lines, yin eight lines.
The corpse craftsman, the corpse fisherman, the face craftsman, the tattoo craftsman, the corpse driver, the corpse sewing craftsman, the paper craftsman, and the Yin and Yang master.
These eight professions were Yin Baxing.
Eating the living and earning the dead.
However, his grandfather had clearly underestimated the difficulty of finding a job in this society.
Under the situation of running into walls everywhere and eating instant noodles.
Su Hen could only inherit this paper shop.
Who knew that it had just opened for less than half a year.
He had encountered such an unfortunate thing.
Tonight was the seventh day since he had picked up the Underworld Coins.
The clock on the wall had already pointed to 11:50.
Although it was a coincidence.
Su Hen knew about the existence of Ghost Commanders.
However, he did not know how to contact them at all.
As for ordinary people, they were facing malicious ghosts.
It's a dead end
"How embarrassing for the transmigrator seniors!”
Su Hen looked at the hands on the clock that kept moving and sighed."In my previous life, I lived for twenty-five years.”
"I didn't expect that after transmigrating, I actually didn't live as long as my previous life.”
Life is always full of surprises.
Just as Su Hen was considering if he should get into a comfortable position and wait for death…
A voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Detected that the host's life is in danger. The paper-binding system has been activated.”
"Binding…" Binding successful."
Su Hen was dumbstruck.
The voice in his mind was like a thunderbolt that struck his head.
Twenty years.
Twenty years passed in an extremely ordinary manner.
The system was finally activated!
"System."
Even if he tried his best to suppress his excitement.
Su Hen's voice was still trembling."What use do you have?"
The system's voice was dignified and indifferent."The system can assist the host in using the paper binding technique to create various underworld gods from myths and legends.”
"Capture evil spirits, accumulate merit, and create the netherworld, let the host become the supreme god who rules the world of Yin and Yang.”
"Since this is the first binding, I'll reward you with a newbie gift pack.”
"Do you want to activate it immediately?"
He listened to the system's explanation.
Su Hen's eyes became brighter and brighter.
After transmigrating to a world where ghosts truly existed, who would be willing to be ordinary?
The system exists
No matter what kind of ghost it was, or whether it was a ghost tamer.
They had to crawl at his feet.
He calmed the restless emotions in his heart.
Su Hen took a deep breath.”
"Activation successful."
The system's voice sounded.
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained the merit cultivation method.”
"Congratulations, host, for obtaining the Eye of the Netherworld.”
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained the grandmaster-level paper-tying technique.”
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Black and White Ghosts."
A series of notifications echoed in his mind.
Su Hen also seized the opportunity to check the reward function in the novice gift bag.
Merit cultivation method could be considered a passive skill.
As long as the paper man he created killed or captured the evil ghost, he could automatically obtain merit.
With enough merit to support it.
Sooner or later, he would be able to leave the human race and evolve into a god.
The Eye of the Nether World was a strengthened version of the Yin-Yang Eye.
It could see through all illusions and disguises, look straight at ghosts, and even exert pressure on ghosts.
The grandmaster-level paper-tying technique was an enhancement to his craftsmanship.
In the past, if Su Hen wanted to make a paper figurine, he would need at least two hours.
Now, two to three minutes would be enough.
In the end.
Su Hen's gaze landed on the fourth reward.
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