Chapter 1850: Banquet

Buzzing! Three days later, in the purgatory at the 180th level of the Soul Devouring Ladder, Yang Feng was cross-legged, and strange energy fluctuations spread from him.
After a while, it slowly converges.
Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes, a suspicious flash in his eyes.
"Strange, today is the day when the Hungry Ghost King invited me to a banquet, but his mood has been very stable these days, it's not like he is about to prepare for a banquet.
Could this be just an ordinary family dinner?
The Hungry Ghost King has no other evil intentions? "
"Follow him, let's talk about it when we go.
Anyway, with your current spirit power, that old guy has been affected by our Seven Emotions and Six Desires monument for some time, and I am afraid that he will be a ball, hahaha! "
The old man laughed loudly, completely disregarding the head of the hungry ghost road.
Yang Feng groaned a little, and nodded in agreement, and then walked out together suddenly.
With his movements, hundreds of death gods all around looked at him and smiled flatteringly.
"Brother Feng, are you off work?"
"Brother Feng, do you have any arrangements for a while?
I invite you to dinner! "
"Brother Feng, you have dealt with all the prisoners I had to deal with additionally, what else can you tell me, speak!"
...... So-called this time, then another time.
Previously, Yang Feng had taken care of the tenth-level purgatory from 171 to 180 alone, and there were enchantments outside.
It can be said that those evil spirits are locked in a small prison, and he is locked in a large prison. It is not much different from those evil spirits, except that the area where you can walk is more spacious.
But now, since he became an intern for the collective of the nine ghost kings, not only has the outer barrier removed, he can leave at will.
Moreover, his ghost king mentors were afraid of something wrong with him, and they all sent their own capable officers to help him in his internship.
Everyone sent dozens of them, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people entered his command.
And these people also know how important the identity of this intern is in the hearts of the nine ghost kings, so they hurriedly hugged their thighs, tied up, called brothers and sisters, obviously they didn't know each other much, but calling that intimacy, it was almost kowtow and worship.
In an instant, even though Yang Feng was still working in a high-risk place from 171 to 180, he did not need to do all the internship tasks himself.
The hundreds of Reaper powerhouses above level 180 are all his wage earners.
If there is anything, it is absolutely appropriate to leave it to these people.
He is here, that is, a supervisor... No, he doesn't even need to do the work of a supervisor. He just shows up to sign and prove that he is in an internship, but he is extremely free.
This is a far cry from those interns who do extreme and dangerous work under the supervision of their intern tutors every day.
The interns can be as leisurely as the chairman, and it is estimated that only Yang Feng can do this.
And his special treatment has become another legend in the history of Hungry Ghost Road, even unprecedented, and no one has come! Ha... yawned boredly, Yang Feng glanced at the attentive eyes of the people around him, waved his hand, and smiled: "Forget it, I'll get together again when I have time. There is a treat today, I have to go to the banquet. "
"Who treats you, is it your intern classmates?"
Hearing what he said, the high-ranking gods of death immediately said with a smiley face: "It's okay, let's go together.
Everyone knows each other, makes a friend, maybe in the future when working in Liudao, they will still meet, hehehe. "
This... Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng thought for a while, but didn't reply.
The death gods immediately teased and said, "Why, inconvenient?
Hi, what's the inconvenience?
Are there so many people! Besides, those interns are now inviting guests. If they could invite a few of us, it would be their honor. What else can they dislike?
This time, if it wasn't for your face, Brother Feng, the few of us are middle-level cadres who can be considered hungry ghosts no matter how they say they are not necessarily willing to go, cut. "
"Is it!"
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng tilted his neck and motioned: "Well, let's go, let's go to the fun!"
okay! Everyone cheered and immediately followed: "Brother Feng, where is the dinner set?"
"Oh, Hungry Ghost Palace!"
Uh! With a twitch of cheeks, all the Grim Reapers who were still hippie smiles immediately froze, their eyes trembled and they almost stared out: "What did you say?
Hungry Ghost Palace? "
"Yes, let's go!"
Yang Feng looked back calmly as usual and motioned for a moment. The death gods hurriedly took three steps back in fright, and said with a bright smile: "Brother Feng, is it possible...The banquet you are going to go to today is..." Yeah, Lord Hungry Ghost King invited me to eat, everyone chant, there are so many people, hehehe!"
"Uh, no, no...Forget it, since the Lord Hungry Ghost King entertained you, let's forget it, lest the Lord Hungry Ghost King be bored."
His head shook like a rattle, and all the death gods stepped back ten meters away, shaking their whole body like chaff.
Yang Feng couldn't help but sneered, "Really not going?"
"You can't go, you can eat and drink well!"
"Then... well, I'll leave first, let's get together another day, I'll treat!"
With a grin, Yang Feng turned around and left comfortably.
Seeing his fading back, a group of middle-level cadres who were hungry ghosts glanced at each other, and couldn't help but exhale a long sigh of envy.
"Oh, this brother Feng is really Fukuzawa Wushuang.
Since the birth of the Hungry Ghost Road, when have we heard of interns who can enjoy such treatment?
Not to mention the diligent care of the nine ghost kings, the leader of the hungry ghost road, the hungry ghost king, actually invited into the house and invited him into the house with a family banquet. "
"Grandma, a bear, I have been working on the road of hungry ghosts for 39.82 million years, and I have made countless contributions, several births and deaths.
There was a time when I almost lost my life, and no one of the ghost king invited me to dinner, even pretending to be a perfunctory.
This person is more angry than others, oh oh oh..." "Okay, don't be sour, this is fate, alas! "
... Yang Feng ignored the arguments behind him, but as agreed upon, calmly came to the door of the Hungry Ghost King's Mansion, and bought a box of pastries condensed with soul power on the way.
In fact, besides the Purgatory and Liudao Prison, this Hungry Ghost Road is also a prosperous city. There are many vendors on the street, with a dazzling array of things.
These are some lonely and wild ghosts who have made no major mistakes and will not enter purgatory and hell.
But it was too late to reincarnate, and I didn't get the number in the queue, so I just wanted to make a living here for the time being.
Only wait for the reincarnation quota to come down before going to reincarnation.
Yang Feng looked up at the plaque of the Hungry Ghost Palace, frowned slightly, still thinking in his heart, will he kill me today?
If you want to kill, how will you kill it...