Chapter 133
The leader of the Dark Bookstore said: [There's nothing we can do about it. We can only ask them to work on a few more worlds.]
Subordinate: [Report, Aotian discovered that the data has been tampered with! ]
Subordinate: [Report, Aotian has restored the data on his own.]
Subordinates: [Report, Aotian is coming to kill us! ]
Aotian: [Boss!]
Aotian: [You can bully me, that's fine, but how dare you bully my host!? What? You said there's no one to do the work, and that's unavoidable. I understand, but hurry up and give me a big gift package. I want my host to be the most powerful among the ghosts. Otherwise, what will happen if my host gets hurt when those ghosts are so powerful? After all, it's not illegal for ghosts to kill ghosts.]
And for every additional world you create, you'll have to compensate my host an extra 100 million! I've got you on the books. If the money ends up being too much for my host to spend, I'll give my host some other compensation, like immortality or something. If that doesn't work out, I'll even create a planet for my host to be king.]
Aotian: [I have taken note of all the above, you are not allowed to cheat.]
Aotian: [But at most two or three more worlds. Even though Chen Zui is very powerful, you can't treat him like a slave.]
Aotian: [Give me the newbie gift pack I want now.]
The leader said nothing: ...
Leader: [Aotian, you have changed. You have become like a bandit.]
Aotian: [Thank you for the compliment.]
lead:……
Leader: [Give it the gift package and let it go.]
——
Chen Zui stood by the window and looked at the rising sun. After becoming a ghost, he felt a little uncomfortable with the sunlight. He wondered if the little wolf had turned into a ghost and was wandering around.
Hopefully not.
His little wolf is stupid and mischievous, and he will be bullied without him.
[Chen Zui, I'm here to give you a big gift pack for beginners. ]
Chen most clearly felt that the system's attitude towards him was different from before. Although he could feel that the system was quite lively when it was first connected, it still had some airs.
Now it was like a big golden retriever came running over with its tail wagging, holding the treasure it had found in its mouth, and was excited to give it to me.
【Thank you, could you please help me unpack it? 】
Aotian looked at Chen Zui who was so polite to him, and it was a bit like going back to their first mission world. Chen Zui had such a good personality that any system that met him would get his respect, but he himself could not get respect from every host he met.
[Okay~]
[Congratulations on achieving the highest force value and becoming the Ghost King! ]
【Applause!】
Chen Zui was very interested in the words "highest force value". Aotian had already started loading the data package for him. Chen Zui clearly felt the change. There was obviously more sunlight, but the uncomfortable feeling he felt was weakened.
But even so, he still subconsciously avoided the sunlight and stood in the shade.
Aotian noticed and ran to his superior: "Give me an umbrella that can be used by ghosts to block the sun. It should be sturdy. My master needs it."
The alarm clock rang.
Leziyou turned over while riding on the quilt. After a while, he reached out to touch his cell phone without opening his eyes. When he touched it, the alarm clock stopped, so he continued to sleep with the phone in his hand.
It wasn't until the next time the alarm rang that he finally opened his eyes and turned it off.
The whole person looked dazed, with sleep marks on his face. He scratched his butt twice, then moved his hand to his head and scratched it twice, and then scratched his face twice.
After doing all this, I still didn't get up. I opened my phone and started looking at various apps one by one. During this time, I yawned, stretched my arms and legs, and even used my toes to stretch.
Le Ziyou rubbed his arms and felt cool.
Chen Zui, who was standing next to him, suspected that he had ADHD.
Le Ziyou kicked his legs, sat up like a carp, jumped off the bed, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
During this period, Chen Zui got a large black umbrella that humans cannot see, which can block the sunlight for him and matches his suit and black windbreaker very well.
The car horn honked three times at the bottom of the building.
Le Ziyou came out of the bathroom and put on his shorts first. The shorts had been worn for a long time and his penis was about to show through the holes.
He went to the wall, took out some talismans and words of peace and blessing, and threw them into his messenger bag. He then went to drink some water, put on his pants while going back, took out a few boxes of cinnabar and glutinous rice, and threw them into his messenger bag. Then he rummaged through the short-sleeved shirts, walked to the corner of the wall on the other side, and took out a few paper figurines.
Chen Zui felt that the place was busy and chaotic, which made him frown.
Can't we just finish it first?
Chen Zui's personality is really unbearable.
Le Ziyou put on his cross-body bag, walked to the door and then returned to the bathroom, opened the mirror, took out a few bottles of unknown liquid from the cabinet behind and stuffed them into the bag.
I closed the mirror and looked at myself in it.
Smoothed the hair in front of his forehead: "So handsome~"
Then he went out and went downstairs.
Chen Zui followed behind him. His plan today was to meet that ghost first, solve this problem first, and then deal with Le Ziyou.
Mi Jin's car was parked at an angle at the entrance of the building. As soon as Le Ziyou got in, the other party threw two buns at him and shuddered: "Why do you feel so cold?"
Le Ziyou was eating a bun: "I&...#mi..."
Mi Jin was too lazy to listen and stepped on the accelerator.
Chen Zui sat in the back seat, leaning against the car door, with his legs elegantly crossed. The two fake Taoist priests had no idea that there was a real ghost in their car.
Chen Zui looked outside. Ghosts hated sunlight, so few of them came out during the day. He only saw a dozen or so along the way.
So, are there ghosts in the world he originally lived in?
interesting.
Le Ziyou turned around and reached out to the back seat, his hand falling on Chen Zui's crotch. He lowered his eyes, and the hand was rummaging through the bag on his seat without any hindrance.
Although he was searching through a bag, due to the location, it looked more like he was...
Le Ziyou took out his Taoist robe and put it on. "This is a big deal today. We're going to scare them and make a couple hundred thousand dollars."
Mi Jin was already looking forward to it: "Don't worry, I brought our high-tech projector, and the ghost will definitely be floating around when we get there~"
The two of them were talking about how to fake something, and all kinds of bad ideas came up one after another, especially Le Ziyou. Chen Zui looked at his smiling face.
Aotian has already started to mourn for him. Chen Zui really likes to deal with little bad guys.
Arriving at the villa, the two men stopped smiling before getting out of the car. One looked like an immortal, while the other was serious.
They were greeted by their employer's son Wei Zhou. Wei Zhou didn't believe it at all, but his parents insisted that it was haunted and they wanted to find someone to see it. He just wanted to watch the fun today, so his attitude towards Le Ziyou and the others was not very nice.
He looked them up and down with disdain, thinking they looked like liars. As he led them into the villa, he suddenly asked, "I heard that Taoist priests all need to graduate from college these days. I wonder which college you two graduated from?"
Mi Jin glanced at Le Ziyou.
Le Ziyou looked straight ahead and said, "Those are just latecomers, we are from an aristocratic family."
Wei Zhou sneered, they are still from aristocratic families.
"Then I wonder what the master has discovered on the way here?"
"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."
No matter how the other party tested him, Le Ziyou always looked confident. After all, he was a professional liar and he did have some professional qualities.
Wei Zhou stopped testing only when they reached the living room.
His parents were much more respectful to Le Ziyou and the others. They first invited them to sit down and explained the recent situation to them.
Wei's mother: "First, a week ago, I saw a ghost face in the bathroom mirror."
She still felt scared when she mentioned this incident. She rubbed the warm teacup in her hands. Wei Zhou sat down next to her and put his arm on her shoulder.
Mother Wei continued, "Blood came out of the faucet in the sink..."
Father Wei: "Then I saw a figure flash outside the window, but that was on the second floor, and things kept falling down in the room for no apparent reason."
The two of them looked at Le Ziyou and placed all their hopes on him.
"Master, please remove the evil spirits and restore peace to my home."
"Don't worry, sir and madam. Now that I'm here, I'm determined to scatter the evil spirits and prevent them from doing evil again. Please allow me to check around."
So the three members of the Wei family accompanied them around the villa, looking around happily, and from time to time piling the glutinous rice in their pockets into triangles, circles, and squares in the corners.
Look serious.
Wei Zhou: "Master, what are you doing?"
Le Ziyou: "These are the places where evil spirits often stay. The strong ghost energy needs to be cleared away."
Wei Zhou: "Just use this glutinous rice?"
He obviously didn't believe it.
Le Ziyou piled the glutinous rice into a diamond shape. He didn't lose his composure because of Wei Zhou's provocation and still had a good temper. "This is a family secret that cannot be passed on to others. Please forgive me."
Wei's mother pulled Wei Zhou and then smiled apologetically at Le Ziyou.
As they walked in front, a hanged ghost appeared next to the pile of glutinous rice. He opened his mouth and tried to eat the rice, but his mouth was completely blocked by the fallen tongue, leaving no gap. A ghost holding his own head fell from the crystal chandelier and put his head in front of Le Ziyou's face.
Le Ziyou walked over, bumping his head, and said, "There's more than one evil spirit here. It might be a bit troublesome to deal with it, and we'll need more things."
Although it was a lie deliberately made up to scare people, it was really a lucky coincidence that he was right.
Mother Wei: "Feel free to use it. We bought it for you."
Le Ziyou: "Madam, if you are sincere, I will eliminate all the evil spirits here today."
Chen Zui, who hadn't gotten out of the car yet, looked at the villa. It was filled with ghostly atmosphere. There was a ghost in the shade of the tree on the roof in broad daylight. It was simply a den of ghosts.
A black umbrella stretched out from the closed car door and opened. The hand holding the umbrella was a shadow, and then feet wearing black thin-soled leather shoes landed on the ground.
The umbrella went up, and the tall figure appeared completely.
The moment Chen Zui stood under the umbrella, all the ghosts in the shade of the trees on the roof felt oppression and danger. After looking in the direction of the gate, they rushed to their base as fast as possible. The ghosts in the villa did the same.
Like a mouse seeing a cat.
The vase on the table was knocked over by an anxious ghost, attracting the attention of Le Ziyou and the others.
Mother Wei leaned closer to Wei Zhou and pointed: "Look..."
The overturned round-bellied vase was swaying on the table, looking a little spooky.
Mi Jin and Le Ziyou looked at each other.
Mi Jin: [What's going on? Is there really a ghost?]
Le Ziyou: [Impossible, don't scare yourself.]
The tacit understanding developed through years of cooperation allows the two to communicate with each other through eye contact.
Le Ziyou withdrew his gaze, rubbed his fingers together, twisted the yellow paper talisman and ran towards the vase, muttering some incantations that no one could hear clearly, and finally said "Hey" and pressed the talisman on the vase.
At the same time, hold the vase with your hand to stop it from shaking.
Then he slowly turned around and said, "One little ghost, it has been dealt with. Now I will perform a ritual. Whatever happens during this time, please remain quiet."
——
Follow Chen Zui into the villa.
All the ghosts in the villa gathered in the attic, huddled on the ground, and sitting on the chair in front of them was their master, Xu Shuhuai.
Xu Shuhuai, supporting his head with one hand, slowly opened his eyelids. The huge ghostly aura belonging to another ghost was rudely occupying every corner of the villa.
Obviously, they don't take him seriously.
This is a provocation.
It is also a challenge.
Xu Shuhuai put down his hand and gathered his long hair behind his neck. Didn’t this family want to find a Taoist priest to exorcise the ghost? How could they have attracted such an evil ghost?
We can't rely on the trash in front of us.
He released his ghost energy to fight against the foreign ghost, and at the same time left his seat. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the altar on the first floor. The things enshrined on the altar made him laugh, but his smile froze when he saw the face of the Heavenly Master behind him.
In an instant, scenes from the past flashed through his mind, and in the end, the person he loved deeply died in his arms.
Xu Shuhuai was stunned for a moment. If he was not a ghost, he would definitely be crying now.
His appearance caused the temperature to drop suddenly, and everyone felt a distinct chill. Le Ziyou, who was pretending to burn incense, looked at the incense in his hand that was about to go out.
Put it on the ground at home and it got damp?
He inserted the incense into the incense burner filled with rice.
As he approached the altar, Xu Shuhuai couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek. He never thought that they would meet again. Was it God's mercy on him?
But before his hand could touch Le Ziyou, Le Ziyou, who had inserted the incense, retreated, and behind him, a ghost flashed, and Chen Zui appeared with a black umbrella.
Le Ziyou seemed to move closer to his arms and stood under the black umbrella.
She is half a head shorter than Chen Zui, and the height difference is just right for him to kiss her just by raising his head.
Chen Zui's gaze fell on Xu Shuhuai. Their eyes met and they went straight into battle without a word.
Le Ziyou looked back and felt like he had hit a wall. Why did he feel even colder?
He got goosebumps.
The others also huddled together unconsciously due to the cold. Even Wei Zhou, who didn't believe it at all, looked around. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that something was wrong.
The moment Le Ziyou took the peach wood sword from Mi Jin, a strong wind suddenly blew.
This is indoors, and there are no windows.
Such a strong wind suddenly blew up, and everyone felt something was wrong. The three members of the Wei family huddled together.
Mi Jin winked at Le Ziyou.
Le Ziyou understood that this was a new prop for playing tricks that Mi Jin had obtained, and it was really good.
"Don't panic, everyone. I was the one who broke the seal and released the magic power."
Although the Wei family members were confused, they seemed very capable and nodded hurriedly, not as scared as before.
Le Ziyou turned around, faced the altar and began to recite the spell he had pieced together.
Above him.
Chen Zui punched Xu Huaishu, and the ghost energy condensed into a huge fist, almost filling the space, and the hem of his windbreaker was swung up.
Xu Shuhuai also raised his fist.
Their ghostly energies collided fiercely, and the eight-circle crystal chandelier on the ceiling began to shake violently.
Leziyou took a quick glance and thought, "Wow! How much did Dami Lili spend on this equipment? It's so impressive!"
He raised the hand holding the sword and slowly rotated it, as if the chandelier was being rotated in the air by him.
Wei Zhou widened his eyes. He seemed to have misunderstood him. This guy might really have some abilities.
The ghost energy that collided violently squeezed each other and dissipated, and the cold wind it stirred up made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.
Le Ziyou: "Don't panic! The evil spirit has reached its end!"
Xu Huaishu failed to withstand Chen Zui's punch, and his figure became even more blurred.
When he fell to the ground, his hand hit the altar and the incense burner was about to be knocked over by him.
Chen Zui glanced at Le Ziyou who was pretending to be serious, and then looked at the Wei family members behind him.
He held the incense burner and landed next to Xu Huaishu. He swung the closed black umbrella in his hand over and pressed it against the other's forehead.
"I only have one request of you."
Xu Huaishu didn't say anything, waiting for what to happen next.
Chen Zui: "Don't bother with this person."
Xu Shuhuai looked at Le Ziyou who started to circle around the altar and mutter something mysteriously.
Chen Zui: "He is not your lover."
Xu Shuhuai frowned and looked at him.
Chen Zui: "He is mine."
The cold wind blew again. Le Ziyou, who had originally planned to stop the show and collect the money, had no choice but to start waving his peach wood sword again.
I saw him going here and there, gesturing with his hands and muttering to himself.
At the same time, Chen Zui and Xu Shuhuai were fighting with each other beside him.
As Le Ziyou spun around, he secretly winked at Mi Jin: Hey! That's enough! I'm dying of exhaustion!
Mi Jin: Fun! It seems like there really is a ghost!
The two people's signals don't match.
Chen Zui kicked Xu Shuhuai away, then chased him, grabbed him and threw him to the ground. When he did this, there was no expression on his face, as if he was doing something very ordinary, even though his behavior was so violent.
If it were a human, those dark eyes might flash with excitement.
But as a ghost, his eyes were black without any light, empty and deep.
Everyone felt a "boom".
Le Ziyou: This should be a reminder of the end. After it’s over, he has to ask the rice particles to shorten the effect.
He circled back to the altar.
Put away the sword.
Chen Zui held Xu Huaishu, who was completely unable to resist the battle. Although the other party refused to cooperate, it didn't matter.
Just lock him up.
Le Ziyou turned around and looked at the frightened Wei family members: "I have killed the evil ghost."
He coughed a few times as he spoke, looking injured.
Mi Jin forced himself to run over and support him, his lips trembling as he spoke: "Master, this evil ghost is very powerful. You are seriously injured this time."
The two looked at the Wei family.
The Wei family rolled their eyes and looked around nervously and timidly. It really became quiet and it didn't seem so cold anymore.
Le Ziyou coughed twice more.
Father Wei returned to his spirit first, but he still didn't dare approach the altar. He stood where he was and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Heavenly Master. We have no way to repay your kindness. Please accept this."
He took out a bank card.
——
The Wei family respectfully escorted them both to the door, including Wei Zhou.
Le Ziyou: "I have set up a formation outside the villa. No ghost will dare to approach."
The Wei family was so grateful.
The car drove away.
Le Ziyou looked at the bank card in his hand happily: "Two hundred thousand! This family is really generous, this time it's a big payout."
He put the bank card away and said, "But the wind effect time is too long. Shorten it a bit. I'm a Taoist priest, not a shaman. We need to be elegant."
Mi Jin's face turned pale, and he clenched the steering wheel tightly: "That wasn't me."
Le Ziyou: "If it wasn't you, who did it? Do I really have magical powers? Hahaha, you're so funny."
Mi Jin swallowed and said, "...maybe there really is a ghost."
Le Ziyou sneered, "I'm starting to get crazy after making too much money."
He looked at Mi Jin: "How could there be a ghost? I..." His gaze passed through the rearview mirror and met a pair of black eyes, which were as dead black as a lifeless black, staring straight at him.
At that moment, Le Ziyou's neck seemed to be strangled by someone and he couldn't make any sound.
He stared at the rearview mirror.
Mi Jin: "But there's no ghost. What's with the wind and the flickering lights?"
Le Ziyou's heart was about to jump out of his open mouth. Those eyes were getting closer, and the cold air behind him almost froze him.
At the moment when those eyes were about to touch him.
"ah!"
Le Ziyou screamed and curled up into a ball, hiding towards the car door.
Mi Jin: "Fuck! What are you doing? What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Le Ziyou almost stuck his head to where his feet were and pointed backwards: "There's someone behind me! There's someone!"
Mi Jin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to look back: "Is this true? Don't do it!"
The two of them cried out.
Chen Zui, who was sitting in the back row, frowned slightly. Under his feet was Xu Shuhuai, who was entangled by his ghost energy. Xu Shuhuai was almost beaten into transparency by him. Now he was just a useless little ghost and could not break free at all.
It took a while for Le Ziyou to raise his head, and he kept telling himself that he must be dazzled. How could there be ghosts in this world? In this socialist era and technological age, it is better to believe that he is Qin Shi Huang than to believe that there are ghosts.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted his face, then rubbed himself when he felt he had used too much force.
He turned his head slowly like a thief, not daring to open his eyes completely. He squinted, pursed his nose, and pouty his lips as he looked back secretly.
After making sure that he didn't see anything, his wolf-like eyes opened and blinked twice.
There was no one and no ghost, and the bags were still on the seats.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Phew...scare yourself.
Mi Jin: "How is it? Is there anything?"
Le Ziyou turned back: "Yes."
Mi Jin's hair felt like it was about to explode.
Le Ziyou: "There's a handsome guy, 1.9 meters tall, with eight-pack abs, a thin waist, long legs, and a big dick. Do you want to look back?"
Mi Jin curled his lips and relaxed.
Aotian: [Eh? Did he see you? Not only did he see you, he could even see through you and tell how big you are.]
Chen Zui stared at the man, obviously talking nonsense again.
——
After the two of them finished their meal outside, they divided the money and went home. Le Ziyou walked happily with a bank card containing 100,000 yuan.
When he went to the bathroom to wash up, Chen Zui stuffed Xu Shuhuai, who was tied up by him, under the bed.
Xu Shuhuai stared at him, unable to even speak because his mouth was blocked by the ghost energy.
Chen Zui gave him a chance.
Now he has no chance, so he will just stay here until his mission is successful.
After taking a shower, Le Ziyou came out naked, with his little bird falling into the water. He collapsed on the bed, picked up the bank card, kissed it lovingly, and then put the card into the safe at the head of the bed.
He turned on his phone and started watching TV series. He kept watching until the middle of the night when his phone fell and hit his face. He let out an "ouch", turned off the phone and went to sleep.
The night is dark.
It was the middle of summer and there was a fan, but the sleeping man still felt cold for some reason.
The body subconsciously curls up together.
An incorporeal hand suddenly landed on his calf, causing goose bumps to appear on his calf immediately.
The big hand pinched the calf and then moved upwards.
Le Ziyou felt like someone was touching him, and it was a very erotic touch.
He wanted to open his eyes but his eyelids wouldn't budge, as if they were glued shut.
At this time, Chen Zui's hand was covering his eyes.
Le Ziyou wanted to get up but couldn't move even a finger. He struggled, he felt uncomfortable, and he was afraid.
He opened his mouth to call for help, but he couldn't even move his tongue.
Chen Zui grabbed the soft and warm tongue and pulled it out of his mouth.
Now Xu Shuhuai has been dealt with.
"baby."
"Our game begins."
Xu Shuhuai was struggling under the bed. Chen Zui slapped the bed with one hand, and Xu Shuhuai was knocked unconscious by the ghost energy.
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