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Chapter 62

Words:1901Update:22/06/22 09:36:39

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A dagger lay quietly at Kangxi's feet, shining with a cold light. Wei Xiaobao, who was at the side, trembled. This Xiao Xuanzi was going to become a eunuch.

Would he be the one to take care of the three thousand beauties in the harem in the future?

"Your Majesty, please hurry up." Geng Jingzhong said with a fierce expression. Kangxi was the rightful Emperor after all. With him on the throne, the world would be more stable.

The strength of the three border defenses was not enough to intimidate the world. Now, they could only rely on Kangxi's name to slowly erode the imperial power and take control of the world. Otherwise, if the Eight Banners Army was annihilated, how could Kangxi continue to be the Emperor?

Kangxi's face turned pale. His hands gripped the dragon throne tightly as he glanced at the officials below. Why didn't any of these loyal officials speak up for him?

Under Kangxi's expectant gaze, the officials lowered their heads and looked at their feet in silence. No one dared to look at him. Whoever dared to look up would definitely die. In any case, it was only cutting off his little bird, and it was not his little bird.

The three border defenses quietly looked at Kangxi, who was sitting on the dragon throne. A mocking look appeared in their eyes. Did he really think that these officials would sacrifice their lives for justice?

"Shopkeeper, these are all the precious medicinal ingredients in the palace, please accept them."

Just at this moment, a man carrying a bundle walked into the hall. Wu Sangui's face lit up with joy. This was the person he had secretly ordered to collect the precious medicinal ingredients in the royal palace. After receiving the bundle from the man, Wu Sangui walked up to Zhou Yang with a flattering expression.

Zhou Yang accepted the bag and flew away. He had seen enough of the drama of forcing the Emperor to abdicate. As for whether Kangxi would castrate himself or someone else, just thinking about it made his crotch turn cold. It was better not to watch.

When Zhou Yang flew back to the commander's tent, Song Huizong, Zhao Ji, had an awkward expression on his face. The 800,000 strong army actually collapsed without a fight, and even the Southern and Western Gate armies were implicated. Fortunately, there were not too many casualties. However, such an incident was enough to make Zhao Ji famous.

"Alright, let's leave." Zhou Yang lightly said. He directly sent these people back to their respective worlds. After that, he also returned to Wanjie Lou.

"Shopkeeper."

Gaoyao said respectfully when he saw Wanjie Lou suddenly appear. He took out a ledger and handed it to Zhou Yang. "These are the transaction records and commissions for the past two days."

Zhou Yang nodded his head in satisfaction. He was very satisfied with Gaoyao's work attitude. Although he could use the system to check the transactions of the past two days, he admired this kind of employee who took the initiative to report.

Flipping through the list, Zhang Xuan saw that he had completed more than a dozen transactions in the past two days. At the same time, there was also a request.

"They're going to catch ghosts on Ju-on?" Zhou Yang's face stiffened as he looked at the commission. Fighting and killing? Ghost hunting was a professional job. How could he do it?

This was a woman who was haunted by the curse. She used 20 years of her life force to make a deal with Wanjie Lou. She got rid of the curse on him, which was the big boss villain, Kayako.

When Gaoyao noticed that Zhou Yang was looking at the commission, his expression changed. He asked in fear and trepidation, "Shopkeeper, is there something wrong?"

From Gaoyao's point of view, this was just an ordinary ghost. All the shopkeeper needed to do was to use his monstrous powers. No matter what kind of ghost it was, it would be turned into ashes.

"Nothing."

Zhou Yang explained to stop Gaoyao from thinking too much.

"I just hope that my luck is better." Zhou Yang said silently. There were some spells in Wanjie Lou. Previously, Mr. Marvel's Zuo Daoist from China had traded a few spells. Unfortunately, they were all Corpse Nurturing Spells. They were useless against ghosts. He could only use the system to hire temporary ghost hunters.

"System, announce that Wanjie Lou is hiring temporary ghost hunters. They have the ability to capture and destroy malicious ghosts. The reward is 100 value points," Zhou Yang said to the system. He only hoped that someone would come and apply as soon as possible.

Once infected by the curse, one would not be able to live for long. If the client died, Zhou Yang would not be able to complete the task, and 4,000 value points would be deducted. However, Zhou Yang only had about 1,000 value points at the moment.

In the world of Mr. Zombie.

Ninth Uncle, a Taoist priest of the Maoshan Sect, was in the morgue with his two disciples. They were tidying up the coffins to prevent the ghosts from coming out and causing trouble.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, stop messing around. Hurry up and finish your work. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep tonight." Ninth Uncle looked helpless. One was timid and lecherous, and the other liked to play tricks. However, it was not easy to accept disciples. After all, normal people would not become Taoist priests.

If not for the fear that Maoshan Taoist techniques would be lost, Ninth Uncle would not have accepted these two disciples.

"Huh? What kind of monster is this? " Ninth Uncle's expression suddenly changed. With a solemn expression, he performed a Taoist technique with both hands and opened his Heavenly Eye. Two glowing golden eyes scanned the surroundings.

After looking back and forth a few times, Ninth Uncle's expression became even more solemn. He did not find anything.

"Master, wasn't there someone from Wanjie Lou looking for a ghost hunter just now? Let's go outside and take a look. We don't want to keep them waiting, "Wencai said carelessly. He thought that the voice just now was from someone outside.

The next moment, under the horrified expressions of the three people, they disappeared from the morgue.

Mr. Marvel World, China.

Wang Xiaoer came to the Capital from his hometown of Wangba Tun to work. He had almost mastered the Seven Kill Order of Ghosts and Gods. Last night, he actually had sex with a police officer named Li Xue. Wang Xiaoer could only feel his heart pounding.

"Wanjie Lou is a ghost hunter?" Wang Xiaoer was a little puzzled. Could this be an invitation from an awesome Taoist priest? Unable to suppress his curiosity, Wang Xiaoer had the idea of going to take a look. In the end, he disappeared from the rented house.

Taoist Out of the Mountain World.

Yin Shisan and his assistant, Fatty Shi, were riding bicycles to a new resident who had just moved into the house. The new resident seemed to feel depressed after moving into the house. After accepting the deposit of one thousand yuan, they hurried to the house.

"Fatty, did you hear anything?" Yin Thirteen suddenly stopped his bicycle and asked with a serious expression.

"No." Fatty Shi kept swiping his phone. Even if there was thunder in the sky, he might not hear it.

"I really want to hear that Wanjie Lou is hiring temporary ghost hunters." Yin Thirteen laughed.

Was he being haunted by a ghost shopkeeper? He was an expert in chasing ghosts.

"I think I heard it, too." Fatty Shi, who put down his phone, suddenly shivered. He only felt that a message was sent to his mind. He was so shocked that he didn't even notice that his phone had fallen to the ground.

"It can't be a thousand-year-old ghost, can it?" Fatty Shi shivered a little. How powerful must it be to dare to come out and bewitch them in such a sunny day?

"Let me do some divination." Yin Thirteen's face was full of seriousness. He pinched his phone, but nothing came out.

"Thirteen, I seem to have agreed just now. Nothing will happen, right?" Fatty Shi's face was slightly pale. As soon as he heard the invitation to catch ghosts, he couldn't help but agree. It seemed that he had also agreed to the invitation just now.

Could it be that this ghost was cursed?

However, before Yin Thirteen could answer, the two disappeared directly on the road.

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