Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 240

"It's nothing, just a minor issue. I'll go take care of it first! I'm off!"

Ling Yan Yan smiled slightly, then soared into the sky and flew rapidly towards Jiuquan Town!

So fast, it disappeared from Old Zhao's sight in the blink of an eye. "The outside world, ah, I can finally see it for myself!"

Old Zhao, meanwhile, was filled with excitement as he looked at the plains not far away.

The next moment, he moved and transformed into a streak of cold light, disappearing into the distance.

Let's go back three hours!

In a manor in Jiuquan Town, Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng were busily printing ghost money in an attic!

"Wow, Master, weren't these ghost money notes supposed to cost 1,000 taels each before? How come they're 5,000 taels each now?"

Qiu Sheng looked at the ghost money in his hand with a puzzled expression!

"With such high inflation in the mortal realm, the underworld has naturally been affected as well. The current five thousand taels is only about the same as the previous two thousand taels!"

"If we don't print some more expensive ghost money for them, wouldn't it be very inconvenient for them to have to buy a lot of it every time they go shopping?"

Uncle Jiu smiled and explained after hearing Qiu Sheng's words.

"So that's how it is! I didn't expect you, Master, to be so devoid of human compassion, yet so full of ghostly sentimentality! No wonder the Underworld chose you to be the underworld official in charge of the Underworld Money Department!"

Qiu Sheng suddenly realized.

"You brat, if you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you up! Now hurry up and count out 100 pieces of ghost money for me!"

Uncle Nine immediately rolled his eyes at the kid.

"I understand, master!"

Although Qiu Sheng was curious about what Uncle Jiu wanted the ghost money for, he still hurriedly ran next door to count it!

As for Uncle Nine, he furtively took out a piece of yellow paper and began to write!

"This is to announce that a disciple of Maoshan, acting as an underworld official, has printed 3000 million taels of ghost money. This money is to be used as a deterrent against counterfeiting. Any counterfeiters will be cast into the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reincarnated! Printer: Lin..."

"Master, I've finished counting!!"

However, just as Uncle Nine was about to sign his name, Qiu Sheng suddenly jumped out, startling Uncle Nine so much that he covered up the words.

"Hey kid, how come you're so fast?"

Uncle Nine rolled his eyes at the kid!

Then he picked up the ghost money that the other party had counted out.

"These are too wrinkled, count them again!"

Uncle Nine made up a random excuse to get rid of the kid.

"Huh? Multiple?"

Qiu Sheng was speechless, but he also became interested.

Uncle Nine's furtive behavior was definitely suspicious.

Helpless, he could only pretend to turn around and continue counting.

Uncle Nine quickly opened the yellow paper and continued writing!

"Printer: Lin Fengjiao!!"

Uncle Nine wrote out the last three words.

"brush!!!"

However, at that moment, a sinister hand reached out and took the yellow paper away!

"Qiu Sheng, what are you doing, you brat?"

Uncle Nine's expression changed drastically!

"Ha! Master, so your name is Lin Fengjiao? Isn't that a girl's name?"

Unfortunately, Qiu Sheng was already grinning slyly with the yellow paper in his hand.

No wonder Uncle Nine was acting suspiciously; it turns out it was because of this!

"Give it back to me now if you've finished reading it!!"

Uncle Nine snorted coldly!

"No way, I won't give it to you, hahaha, Gillian, what a lovely name!"

Unfortunately, Qiu Sheng, having finally caught Uncle Nine red-handed, immediately held up the yellow paper and shouted triumphantly!

"You bastard, stop here!"

Uncle Nine cursed angrily and chased after him!

Upon seeing this, Qiu Sheng immediately turned and ran.

Unfortunately, just as he turned around, he stepped on a pen holder and flew straight off the attic.

"Bang!!!"

In an instant, he crashed into the center of the living room, smashing the coffee table and everything else.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!"

Qiu Sheng covered his buttocks and got up from the ground.

"Hmph, brat, you better forget my real name. And if I find out that a third person knows it, you'd better be buying a coffin!"

Uncle Nine glared down from the second floor with a menacing look.

The murderous intent in his tone sent a shiver down Qiu Sheng's spine.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore!"