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Chapter 74 Night Talks of Old Ghosts (Part 1)(1/2)

Chapter 74 Old Ghost Night Talk (Part 1)

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

Chapter 74 Old Ghost Night Talk (Part 1)

As the top creator of the funeral world in Sishui City, Qian's Shoucai Shop is powerful, but not many.

Boss Qian finally failed to make up twenty-eight golden coffins. There were only ten golden coffins in the store, and the rest could only be made up with the nanmu black coffin.

The ingots, paper money, incense, candles, paper houses in the store...a large number of funeral supplies were even wrapped by Zhong Ming.

Boss Qian, who had been holding it in for a long time, couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Have you encountered something at the guest's house? Why do you need so many coffins and funeral objects?"

Boss Qian encountered such a big deal last time, but it was the matter between Song Yuanwai and Zhang Yuanwai's family.

That was how he had encountered such a strange way of death over the past 40 years.

"Tomorrow, your business should be more prosperous."

Zhong Ming was not very interested and did not answer Boss Qian's questions positively.

However, Boss Qian also guessed from Zhong Ming's expression, so he stopped asking.

"Customer, do you need the shop to arrange personnel to deliver goods to you?" Boss Qian asked diligently.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Zhong Ming replied expressionlessly.

"You are joking, how can you be so many things..."

Before Boss Qian finished speaking, Zhong Ming waved his hand and a small pile of gold bricks piled up in front of him. Then Zhong Ming's figure flashed blurrily, and he took away all the coffins and funeral objects.

"God, god!"

Boss Qian immediately fell to the ground and wanted to kowtow to Zhong Ming, but Zhong Ming disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

A small hill outside Sishui City, a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Zhong Ming, who was skilled and brave, dug twenty-eight deep pits overnight and buried all the people in Liqingyuan for peace.

Zhong Ming burned funeral objects like piles of hills while muttering:

"Teacher She, Sister Liu, Aunt Bai, Uncle Zhao...

You are relieved, and I will place your relatives, friends and old friends one by one.

I will never let that female ghost go. Sooner or later I will let her lose her soul and even ghosts can't do it!

I, Zhong Ming, to the sky... Forget it, it is usually not very useful to make such a vow."

I don't know how long it took to mutter, until the funeral objects were burned completely, Zhong Ming clapped his hands and stood up.

Zhong Ming fumbled for a while, took out the blood-red bag from his waist that was taken away from his female ghost, played with it, pulled it gently, and opened the bag.

I saw a bunch of yin wind gushing out from the pocket, and in a blink of an eye, a large number of wandering ghosts with different appearances appeared around Zhong Ming.

Among them were a few wild ghosts with long tongues, wet and bones, drooling at Zhang Xiaowu who was thrown by Zhong Ming in front of the grave, and quietly approached Zhang Xiaowu a few steps.

When Zhong Ming was in a state of anger and was so depressed that he saw the fierce appearance of these wild ghosts, he was immediately angry and his mental power gushed out, compressing, condensing, rotating, and releasing!

"Ah~ah!"

After a few screams, the wild ghosts were scattered and they could never see any trace again.

"Huh? Sister Liu?!"

Zhong Ming saw Sister Liu's pretty face in the panic-hiding ghost. He was very surprised and walked towards her.

An old voice stopped Zhong Ming's actions:

"Be kind, wait. If you do this, this girl will be scattered by your qi and blood."

Zhong Ming looked up and saw an old ghost wearing a Jinshi uniform talking to him.

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Name: Gou Anping

Race: Ghost (toxic-eating ghost)

Yin Life: 376/501

Affinity of spiritual energy: Yin energy (medium)

Status: Health

Extraordinary profession: Ghosts and gods (mid-stage resentment)

Flesh: rank zero

Energy: Late stage of zero

Spirit: mid-term zero

Mind: Zero

Talent: None

Life Skills:…

Combat skills:..., vomit poison (spray hundreds of poison liquid to hurt the enemy)

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Fighting against the Five Slags was no threat, Zhong Ming judged.

Zhong Ming looked at this person and asked:

"Oh? How do you say it? And why do you call me a benefactor?"

The old ghost bowed respectfully to Zhong Ming and replied:

"My benefactor is full of blood and blood, and there is a faint momentum of wolf smoke rushing into the sky. I believe that even if I am not in the Gangsha realm, it will be not far away.

Even if you are at the bottom, getting close to your benefactor is like cutting into pieces, and if you stay a little, you will get lost.

This girl is just a soul that has just died less than seven days ago. How can she withstand the erosion of her benefactor's blood?

As for why you are called benefactor, you rescued us from the maid of Concubine Li to prevent us from ending up with a meal on the plate. How dare you not remember the grace of recreation?”

"Gangsha Realm? Life Soul? Concubine Li?" Zhong Ming said in confusion.

The old ghost said in surprise: "My benefactor doesn't know?"

Zhong Ming scratched his shiny bald head awkwardly and said:

"Ahem, my teacher has passed away from the world and has not told me about this except teaching me the Taoist practice.

I am addicted to practice and have only recently gone down the mountain to enter the world. I have a lack of understanding of these things. Can I tell you one by one?"

After saying that, Zhong Ming also treated his previous actions as if he was watching the old ghost.

The old ghost quickly turned sideways and said:

"I dare not dare not, it's just a trivial matter, how dare I receive the courtesy of my benefactor? I will come one by one for my benefactor."

The old ghost paused and continued:

"There are monsters and monsters in the world. If the human race can suppress them, there must be their own way of practicing.

Just like the qi, blood and martial arts practiced by the benevolence,

Body refining realm to temper skin, flesh, fascia, bones, and organs;

Once the body is complete and the qi and blood are full, you can coagulate blood and become evil, enter the Gangsha realm, live for five hundred years, have extraordinary divine power, can fight against evil spirits and conquer demons.

There are even rumors that there are warriors in the celestial realm, and they can move mountains and fill the seas, which is no problem.

No matter how tall you are, it is not something that I can know.

Two like a meal of clouds and eating qi, a qi-refining man who comes and goes,

I don’t know much about him, so I can’t tell you about me. I also ask me to forgive me for my sins.

As for Concubine Li, he was originally the beloved concubine of the Li family in Jiangnan who rebelled against the king in the late years of the previous dynasty. His surname was Wang.

When Taizu of this dynasty led his army to break through the capital of the fake king, Sishui City, Concubine Li set himself on fire and burned himself to death with the anti-king king.

After the world was pacified, in order to appease the Li family's rebellion against the king's old subordinates, Taizu of this dynasty appointed Li family as the king's father, and Concubine Li as the god of the Sishui River.

The female ghost you beaten away is one of the personal maids of Concubine Li.

These maids were grateful for the kindness of Concubine Li, and voluntarily buried themselves in the sea of ​​fire with Concubine Li to serve Concubine Li underground."

Zhong Ming frowned the eyebrows frame without eyebrows and said in his heart: It seems that that guy is not small in the backstage...

"Are there many aliens in this world? Why did I see these ghosts and monsters for the first time? And what about the gods? "

The old ghost thought for a moment and spoke:

"My benefactor, there are many non-human existences in this world.
To be continued...
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