Chapter Seventy: Money Takes Shape, Sun Yuan Becomes a Bandit
"Money, money!" Sun Yuan couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat, taking out a copper coin from his hand. It was also strange to say that some time ago, he was bored and wanted to see if the fallen treasure money had come with him. As a result, he actually summoned the fallen treasure money, only to find that it wasn't the real deal, but rather a fake version.
As for how Sun Yuan saw it, it's simple! This copper coin doesn't have wings, and the patterns are all new, without the ancient meaning of a fallen treasure coin, at first glance, it's mass-produced goods.
In the following days, Sun Yuan played with this copper coin from time to time and spent a lot of boring time. At this moment, facing the ghost's inquiry, Sun Yuan suddenly forgot about this copper coin.
Fortunately, he quickly reacted and indeed had some money on him, but it's unclear whether these two men were satisfied or not!
"Huh, a copper coin!" The ghost servant took a step forward, grabbed the copper coin and examined it carefully, muttering to himself "Strange, strange, this is clearly a copper coin, but why does it have an aura of gold? Could it be that it's made of gold inside and coated with a layer of copper?"
"Bring it here and let me see." The little demon who was holding the print also became calm, hastily came over, grabbed the copper coin from another little demon's hand, carefully examined it, and suddenly showed a look of extreme surprise.
"What's this, Brother Liu? Does this copper coin have some special origin?" The little demon holding the steel fork hurriedly leaned in and said. From the expression of the little demon holding the seal, it seemed that they had found something extraordinary today.
"Hmph, now we're in the clear, no more doing this thankless job." The Liu surname little ghost's eyes shone brightly as he stared at the copper coin, tossing aside the large seal in his hand to examine it carefully several times. "It's exactly this kind of copper coin that Judge Bigshot collects. If I hadn't seen the diagram from Little Squad Leader before, I would have really missed it today!"
"What's the origin of this bronze coin of Judge Bao?" Another little demon hastily put down the steel fork in his hand and came up, extremely excited.
"This thing is not an ordinary coin, it's the copper coin made by the Demon Emperor back then. It's said that its true form is a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure." The little ghost with the surname Liu held the copper coin in both hands, making sounds of admiration.
" Innate Spiritual Treasure! Is it real or fake? Bring it here quickly and let me see!" Another little ghost hurriedly came forward, not caring about Sun Yuan standing aside. In his heart, this little demon was just a dish, whether to knead or rub was entirely up to him. But this copper coin was different, once they passed this village, there wouldn't be another shop like this. He had to keep a close eye on it, preventing the Liu surname little ghost from swallowing it alone.
"Haven't you seen it before? Don't fight, let's each take half!" The little ghost surnamed Liu turned his eyes around, pinched half of the copper coin and handed the other half to another little ghost, saying "Look at this pattern, this is a pre-heavenly array pattern. It's said that as long as you can understand it thoroughly, you can immediately step onto the immortal path!"
Sun Yuan silently watched the two little ghosts hiding aside and whispering to each other, feeling a bit bored, he looked around and suddenly had an idea, a plan forming in his mind.
From here, looking in, it's all dark and blurry. However, vaguely, the situation inside can be seen, only to see that the inside of the great hall is a deep abyss, according to the little ghost's words, it's estimated that this is the first layer of hell. Although Sun Yuan doesn't know how he got here, he estimates that he must get through this Tongue-Pulling Hell in order to return to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. No matter whether this is an illusion or not, at this moment, he has no way out.
Listening to the little demon's words, this Tongue-Pulling Hell is not simple at all! If we just go down empty-handed like this, I estimate that we won't even know how we'll die. The first layer of hell, Sun Yuan's past life, has a reputation for being terrifying, and its horror is absolutely unbearable for humans. But what's most crucial is that the time inside is extremely long. The first prison uses 3,750 years as one day, 30 days as one month, and 12 months as one year. Sinful ghosts must serve their sentence in this prison for 10,000 years (equivalent to 13.5 billion years in the human world).
After such a long time, even if Sun Yuan's spirit was still strong, he would have been refined into an idiot. If this were really an illusion, he would probably be destroyed immediately, which is something that Sun Yuan absolutely would not allow.
Previously he only had to go down first and then think of a solution, but now he has an opportunity, an opportunity to get out of the current embarrassing situation.
Seeing the two little ghosts whispering to each other, and looking at the giant steel spear lying on the ground, as well as a huge seal, Sun Yuan suddenly had an idea in his heart, "Grab it!"
Two little demons were discussing with great enthusiasm, completely forgetting the things around them. With this copper coin, they no longer had to do such chores. If Judge Bao was in a good mood, it's possible that the two of them would immediately be promoted to team leader, an official rank that they might not achieve even after working for billions of years!
Sun Yuan took a deep breath, and the weak and pitiful wisp of demonic energy within him suddenly began to churn violently, fully infusing his legs. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, Sun Yuan grabbed the iron fork and seal on the ground, stumbled forward, and charged into the Tongue-Ripping Hell, leaving behind a faint breeze and two small ghosts who had just come back to their senses!
Two ghosts exchanged a glance, then looked at the empty ground and the copper coins in their hands. Without saying a word, they simultaneously turned to look back at the Tongue-Ripping Hell behind them, remaining silent for a long time.
"Liu brother, that steel spear of mine has a cultivation technique for the underworld foundation, if he gets it..." A small ghost said with a bitter face.
"Ah! My brother's Soul Seal is indeed on the seal! I didn't expect this guy to be so bold, no wonder he could take out the ancient copper coins. It seems we underestimated him, but it's for the better, sparing us from having to personally send him to the afterlife." Liu's eyes flickered as he softly exhaled.
"What did you say?"
"Haha, congratulations, brother. This copper coin has a great origin! If other team leaders knew about it, do you think we would still have any benefits? Now this guy has jumped into the Tongue-Pulling Hell on his own initiative, thinking about it is just perfect. What kind of place is the Tongue-Pulling Hell, can anyone who goes in come out?" Liu surname little ghost said calmly.
"But he took our cultivation method... This!" The little demon holding a steel spear still had some doubts.
"This is even better, if he goes in and gets caught by those guys, who knows, the news about the money might get out, and we'll still be left with nothing. Now that he has a foothold, let him struggle inside, you and I just need to hand this over to Judge-sama, don't we want high-ranking martial arts? Do we still need to cultivate basic skills like this?" The Liu surname little devil rolled his eyes, revealing an expression that said "you're so foolish".
The two little ghosts thought for a moment, but they could only settle for that. The two little ghosts immediately closed the grand hall and trotted off to their residence, going to plot their own big deal. As for the remaining souls in line, it was not something that these two little ghosts could handle, and besides, the days these souls had been waiting were not just one or two, so even if they waited a few more days, it didn't matter.

