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When Cao Yanbing came back after sending Xia Ling, Wang Dali held the teacup, the old god was sitting in the yard drinking the cup of hot tea, while Cao Xuanliang was helping him clean the room.

Walking into the house, Cao Yanbing glanced at his brother strangely.

"Xiao Liang, what's going on?"

"Brother, you're back, wait a moment."

Cao Xuanliang spread the quilt that had just been taken away from the dust on the bed, walked to the room and took out a square strip wrapped in cloth.

"Look."

"What's the stuff? It's so tight."

Cao Yanbing took the cloth bag and opened it suspiciously. The next moment, the dazzling golden light blinded his eyes.

"Gold, gold bars?!"

Cao Yanbing widened his eyes. For him who needed to deliver food to support his family, a gold bar was an unprecedented huge sum of money. Cao Yanbing weighed the gold bar, opened his mouth and bit it, and bit out a clear tooth mark on the gold bar.

“Where did it come from?”

He asked Cao Xuanliang in surprise.

"The big brother over there gave it as the accommodation fee for a period of time."

Cao Xuanliang pointed to Wang Dali, who was sitting at the door, drinking tea and enjoying the moon.

"Yeah, put it away."

Cao Yanbing wrapped the gold bars again, returned it to Cao Xuanliang cautiously, took out two plates of crispy cakes from the kitchen, changed the cold color on his face just now, and walked towards Wang Dali with a smile on his face.

"This guy... I must be a little hungry when I'm so late. I have some crispy cakes here. They are specialties from Shuiyun Street!"

"elder brother!"

Looking at the flattering smile on his brother's face, Cao Xuanliang shook his head helplessly.

...

The next morning, Cao Yanbing went out to deliver takeout, and Cao Xuanliang was holding his homework book to do his homework.

"Xiaoliang, don't you go to school?"

Looking at the familiar square words on the homework book, Wang Dali asked Cao Xuanliang.

“I didn’t go to school.”

Cao Xuanliang raised his head and replied.

"The only one in Rakshasa Street and I are guarding me. My brother usually needs to go out to deliver takeout to earn money. If I go to school, there will be no one in Rakshasa Street."

"Oh, that's it."

Wang Dali nodded slightly, walked to the yard with the Yanyue Sword, and summoned the Four Spirits Gods.

“Give me a visit to God!”

At this time, all the four spirit gods had turned into human form. Among them, Qinglong was a man who looked over forty years old, wearing a green robe and looking majestic. He was wearing a piece of jade Ruyi around his waist and a blue dragon jade pendant on the other side.

The White Tiger is a thirty man who is fully armed, wearing pure white armor and only reveals a pair of eyes. He is wearing heavy armor with white gold edges, a long knife on his waist, and a heavy axe with a cold texture behind him.

Vermilion Bird was wearing a big red wide-sleeved skirt, with a Vermilion Bird flying with a spreading wings embroidered on the skirt. Her long, also fiery red hair was scattered with a flying phoenix hairpin. The position of the eyebrows was supposed to be replaced by two red dots, and a pair of red-painted phoenix eyes seemed to be captivating and touching.

Xuanwu is a thin old man wearing a melanin suit with water flow patterns and holding a dead wood crutch. His eyes are as small as if they are closed, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

Cao Xuanliang was doing exercises in the room, and Wang Dali was practicing using the power of the Four Spirits Gods. Although his strength was enough to sweep everything, his purpose was not to dominate the underworld, but to find out if there is any news about other Eastern-type worlds here.

Wang Dali went back to Marvel World last night and found that the time flow rate of this world is about 12 to 1 compared to Marvel World, giving him enough time to find clues.

He had a premonition that if he pretended to be an indigenous person in this world, he should have gained a lot.

Spending a day with the training of friendly and disgusting spirits on the edge of Rakshasa Street, Wang Dali was probably familiar with the operations of the Four Spirits Gods, including human spirit skills and special fusion.

Human spirit skills are spells used by spirit senders. They are powerful and can rush overwhelm. Without spirit senders who master human spirit skills, they are not even qualified to become a soul-suppressing general.

Special fusion is the special ability of the advanced spirit transmitter, which can merge with the guardian spirit to become a new physique. In this process, the spirit transmitter must be in high sync with the guardian spirit. The older the guardian spirit, the harder it is to succeed. Once it fails, both will be injured or even die.

However, for Wang Dali, this is just something you can learn from practicing twice, and what is insufficient is practical experience.

In the evening, Wang Dali learned about the underworld from the Four Spirits Gods and Cao Yanbing about the spiritual realm, the Soul-Suppressing Street, the Spirit-Sendering Man, and other knowledge about the underworld. He found that Cao Yanbing's experience was different from his age. He seemed to have walked through many places and knew a lot of secret knowledge.

"There are three martial god bodies in this world, and you are four."

Cao Yanbing was 'ripped' today and went to the street to buy beer, drinks and fried chicken for nearly 100 yuan. He chatted with Wang Dali at night.

"One of them is my soul general Cao Yanbing, a descendant of Cao Cao. The other two are Liu Yuchan of Shuiyun Street, Liu Bei's descendants, Sun Zhantian of Xuanlong Street, and Sun Ce's descendants."

"Sun Zhantian, what a domineering name."

Listening to Wang Dali's sigh, Cao Yanbing seemed to be clinking glasses with him with a snicker, and raised his head to drink the beer in the glass.

"Don't look at the domineering name, she herself is even more domineering, known as Tiger Master. She is majestic and obeys all the orders. You will know after meeting them."

"Liu Bei, Cao Cao and Sun Quan, are there people like Lu Bu and Yuan Shao and Wu Ling there?"

Wang Dali asked Cao Yanbing like a joke, picked up a piece of fried chicken with a crispy shell, sprinkled some seasoning powder on it and bit it.

"Lu Bu has it, but I don't know about Yuan Shao."

Cao Yanbing's face became serious.

"There is a force called the Hall of Heroes in the Spirit Realm. There is a woman named Diao Lingyun, and her man Wu Ling is Lu Bu."

He put down his mid-cup glass and filled it with it himself.

"But in legend, she is not the strongest one in the Hall of Heroes. The strongest one is called Xiang Kunlun, and the guardian spirit is Xiang Yu, known as the King of Western Chu. It is said that he has never lost since his debut."

Just talking about this, Cao Yanbing suddenly smiled and then he relaxed.

"But that can't be compared with you. No matter how strong Xiang Kunlun is, the four divine martial spirits are enough to beat him into a small cake."

The next morning, when Wang Dali got up to prepare for morning exercise, he found that Xia Ling had another man who almost hid his whole body standing in the yard.

When the other party saw Wang Dali, he asked Xia Ling beside him in surprise.

"Hey, who is this?"

"Wang Dali."

Wang Dali lifted the Yanyue Sword behind him on the left and extended his right towards the ghost talisman three-way.

"Ghost Talisman Three-Channel, lucky to meet, lucky to meet."
Chapter completed!