The boundless coastline of the East is a deep blue, yet it is tinged with a dark blue by the night.
At this moment, the coastline had clearly been breached, and the sea breeze, roaring, carried a whisper that sounded like a heartbroken woman cuddling in someone's ear:
"Do you know what kind of people live in this building? Today they wear the hairpin given by Young Master Wang, tomorrow they wear the plain brocade given by Young Master Zhao. Don't you find it disgusting to touch my people?"
The voice was so languid that it made you want to lie down, do nothing, think nothing, and let yourself sink into the earth and be completely buried by the soil.
But in a flash, Fang Zong felt that he shouldn't do that. Instead, he should draw his long sword, cut open his own chest, and use his own blood to wash away the other person's endless sorrow.
"Hiss..." Fang Zong bit his tongue, and blood seeped out from the middle of his lips.
What a terrifying ghost!
This is not an attack, but rather the inherent quality of the female ghost; she was born with such a terrifying voice.
His ordinary speech was even more terrifying than Meiyin's abilities!
[Run! Run! Run!] That was the only thought that came to Fang Zong's mind.
He could sense that the other person was a ghost, a female ghost.
But the other party's ghostly aura showed no sign of eeriness; on the contrary, it had concealed its true nature, making it exceptionally gentle.
This female ghost is definitely not a level 1 magic user like the Cold Iron Zombie.
If she were a magic-level expert below the third stage, he would have taken her today!
"Huh?"
The other person suddenly laughed: "So it's an old acquaintance, the man from my hometown who broke the clown's doll. I liked you, and spared your life back then, but I never expected you to return home. How tragic! You can return home, but what about me? I don't know how long it will be before I can return to my homeland and bring back all the heartless men of the world..."
"Dissect his liver and lungs!"
"I'm very innocent!" Fang Zong blurted out subconsciously.
Then, he immediately met the strange gazes of Youmingfeng, Bai Su, and Xu Ba, who were rushing towards him.
Fang Zong wanted to slap himself.
It must be the terrifying voice of the female ghost that forced me to speak my true feelings!
Forget it, I'll just run away.
There's nothing shameful about telling the truth!
With Fang Zong leading the way, the four of them fled quickly. The female ghost had only managed to send out her voice; she hadn't even set foot on the land of the Eastern Kingdom yet, still floating in the sea.
But Fang Zong knew very well that at their speed, it was only a matter of time before they were caught up.
Sudden!
Wow~~~ Hahahaha~~~~
It sounded like the melody of Peking Opera, the kind of grand finale, the roar that shakes the boundless sea when the super boss makes his appearance, and suddenly a large Peking Opera face in black, white and red appeared in the sky above the sea.
Then, below the large Peking Opera face, appeared a large beard and a black robe with a gold dragon design.
A majestic and imposing phantom, swaying its waist and waving its dragon robe, gradually became clearer, making "waa ...
[Holy crap! Who is this?! This is such an outrageously imaginative entrance!]
Fang Zong and the other three couldn't help but think the same thing.
But it wasn't over yet. A majestic and powerful song drifted in from the south and the north, accompanied by four fiery red figures...
"In Kaifeng there was a Bao Zheng! He was impartial and incorruptible, able to distinguish between the loyal and the treacherous!"
"Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are here to help; Wang Chao and Ma Han are by our side~~~~~"
Four fiery red figures stood around the dragon robe. There were only five of them, yet they exuded a terrifying pressure that seemed to seal off the heavens and the earth, blocking the entire eastern sea surface.
Moreover, Fang Zong discovered:
Those four fiery red figures were actually all spirit ghosts!
"Zhang Long and Zhao Hu!"
"Wang Chao Mahan!"
"We are here, you brat, state your name!"
"Pfft!" Fang Zong felt that he should spit out a mouthful of blood three feet high to make the scene more dramatic.
But... is it safe now? It must be safe now, right?
With these questions in mind, Fang Zong and You Mingfeng exchanged bewildered glances.
The four spirits who called themselves Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Wang Chao, and Ma Han, judging from their auras, were each only slightly weaker than the female ghost.
The dragon robe might belong to someone even more extraordinary than Bao Zheng; one of them is enough to rival the female ghost in beauty.
"Ha, descendants of the Bao family!"
The female ghost said softly, "It's a pity that few of the Bao family's descendants are capable of standing up to the world. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had nowhere to seek justice and no way to avenge my grudges, ending up with the golden scissors in the embroidered chamber, my fragrant soul turning into a demon..."
A wad of red sleeves drifted slowly, covering half a mile in radius, floating on the water like duckweed, all alone and adrift.
The female ghost's voice echoed from all directions, laughing, "Let me, your servant, experience the abilities of the eighteenth-ranked Tiger List member."
"Oh! So it's Second Miss! Don't be like that! I, Bao Xiaomei, have no desire to fight with you!"
The entrance was grand, but then the art style suddenly changed.
The phantom image of Bao Zheng's costume quickly dissipated, revealing a little girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.
She had a youthful face and a constant smile. She said cheerfully, "The Second Miss was a good person to the country and the people. When she was alive, she donated gold to righteous people. She contributed to the downfall of the Qing Dynasty. Although she couldn't help but kill after she died, she broke with the Yin-Yang Road and went to America to harm the barbarians."
That's right, you must be harming the barbarians!
Second Miss, let's... cough cough, let's not start a fight in our hometown and scare the children, shall we?"
"You have a sweet tongue." The female ghost chuckled. "But a nail I left in my homeland has been pulled out. Surely you can't deny me even the slightest bit of compensation for my only remaining memory?"
"Whoever killed him, if he becomes a ghost, he'll follow you!" Bao Xiaomei stated her terms decisively.
The female ghost made two "hmm" sounds, as if she was considering it.
Suddenly, Fang Zong felt a light kiss on his cheek, and his whole body shuddered.
...Clamp your legs together, and hold back!
"Hey bro, did you hear that?"
A soft, soothing voice breathed into his ear, making Fang Zong feel warm, as if adorned with clouds: "Live well, or you will become my slave."
But what kind of men are the servants in this brothel? Today they wear the hairpin given by Young Master Wang, tomorrow they wear the plain brocade sent by Young Master Zhao…
"Aren't you disgusted to touch my body?"
Fang Zong: "..."
The red veil gradually disappeared, and as the female ghost's voice drifted away, the four spirits also vanished without a trace.
Fang Zong watched as the thirteen or fourteen-year-old 'baby-faced girl' flew in front of him, speechless.
"You sold me out?" Fang Zong asked resentfully, his eyes widening in disbelief.
What's so special about the eighteenth-ranked Tiger on the list? Give me two years, and I'll lure all the spirits in your household over!
Bao Xiaomei tilted her head to look at Fang Zong, then hugged her belly and laughed: "You only sell when you're dead? If you die and become a ghost, then it's fine. But if you become a monster, even if we don't give you away, we'll still kill you. Tell me, what loss would you have?"
Fang Zong blinked, feeling that it didn't seem so.
But it's still not right!
He was sold!
"Alright, I've come to save your life. The dragon eye I was suppressing has definitely gone berserk, I need to..."
"Hmm, no riots?"
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