Chapter 165



Chapter 165

A strange rumor spread in Luowu City.

It is said that an underground palace appeared somewhere, and there were many strange skeleton soldiers in the underground palace.

There are countless treasures hidden in the underground palace, waiting for the right person to open them.

The monks at the lower levels all regarded this as a joke. After all, there were at least eight hundred pieces of news like this every year.

There are always some people who have poor cultivation but daydream all day long, thinking that some powerful person has left them an opportunity, waiting for them to take over.

But what is the reality?

How could such a good thing happen! Do you really think you are the chosen one?

Most people did not take this seriously, but several forces in the city and the City Lord's Mansion responded to it.

The reason was simple: someone gave them a gift.

A living, attacking skeleton.

"City Lord, what do you think?" a middle-aged man with a serious face asked the person next to him.

"How can I watch?" The city lord yawned lazily, his posture casual, without any sign of the majesty of a city lord.

"City Lord." The middle-aged man said disapprovingly.

"Okay, third brother, your expressionless face has not changed in all these years. Don't you feel bored?" The city lord said with a smile.

"I don't think so." The serious middle-aged man said with a straight face. "How are you going to deal with this matter?"

The city lord was helpless: "What else can I do? They've already delivered the gift to my door. As the city lord, I can't just turn a blind eye. Besides... I do have some interest in the underground palace."

The city lord spread out his palm, and in his white palm was a skeleton figure as long as a finger. The figure used a weapon to chop the person under him with all his strength, but his weapon could not even cut through the delicate skin.

The city lord reached out and pushed the little skeleton down with interest. The skeleton collapsed instantly, and bones were scattered all over the ground.

"Oops, I accidentally used too much force." The city lord said insincerely.

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he looked at the city lord expressionlessly, "That's such a pity, you've been careless three times."

The bones on the ground were quickly connected by a force and slowly assembled with the skull as the center.

When the body was completely formed, two flames rekindled in the skeleton's eyes, and it picked up the weapon on the ground and continued to chop.

As the skeleton reassembled its body, the city lord closed her eyes and felt it carefully. When the flames rekindled within the skeleton, she suddenly opened her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Found it!"

Middle-aged man: "What did you find?"

"I found something interesting." The city lord lifted her shiny black... wig, and probably felt that it was not comfortable, so he took the wig off his head, revealing short hair about an inch long.

The middle-aged man turned away, looking distraught. "City Lord, are you going to change your hair again? What color do you want this time?"

"Yeah," the city lord replied nonchalantly, "black is a bit greasy, and long hair is so troublesome to take care of. How about I shave my head this time?"

Middle-aged man: ...

"As long as you are happy." He turned his face away silently.

It's just a change of hair, no big deal, much easier to accept than changing your head.

You have to know that during the time when the city lord was keen on changing his head, the guards in the city lord's mansion were worried every day, fearing that they would be the next unlucky ones.

Although changing a head isn't a big deal, a 5'80" tall man with a delicate face is just too much...

Every time I think about it, I feel like washing my eyes.

Alas... It's not good to have a city lord who is too lively. Although he is not cruel, he causes too many unexpected problems.

"Okay, since you also think that a bald head is better, then it's decided!" The city lord made the decision with a fist.

Middle-aged man: ...

I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense!

I didn't say anything good about being bald!!!

The middle-aged man was very sad and angry, but if the city lord could listen to him, he would not be the city lord that so many people found a headache.

She gently brushed her fingers across the top of her head, and her short hair, about an inch long, immediately fell to the ground, leaving behind a shiny bald head.

The city lord conjured a mirror in front of him and looked at his new look. He suddenly asked, "Should I wear a monk's robe with this hairstyle? I remember that monks all have bald heads."

The middle-aged man still had a stern face, but it was not difficult to see from his eyes that his soul had left his body: "As long as you are happy."

"Oh, third brother, you are just too serious. Cheer up." The city lord looked left and right in the mirror happily, and felt that his bald head did not match his silver armor. He simply circulated his spiritual power and forced out a large number of complex and mysterious golden patterns on his head.

Looking at the pattern on her head, she was finally satisfied, put away the mirror and sat back in the chair.

The middle-aged man glanced at the city lord silently and said quietly, "If you can do all the work you are supposed to do, I can be happier."

City Lord: ...

She suddenly laughed out loud and patted the middle-aged man's shoulder vigorously: "Hey, Third Brother, what are you talking about! What work is not work? You are the deputy city lord. Is there anything in this city that you can't handle? It doesn't matter if I give you those tasks~Hahahaha~~"

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving behind a message: "I'm going to Baiweilou to take a look. Tonight's auction... is sure to be something exciting to watch."

The middle-aged man stood desolately in the empty room. He took a deep breath and sighed again, thinking that he must have been crazy to have sworn brotherhood with this woman in the first place!

Discussions about the skeletons also took place in many places in the city. Many people were very interested in the underground palace that could produce such strange skeletons.

Along with the skeleton, there was also an invitation to the Baiweilou auction that night. Therefore, at night, it was quite lively outside the Baiweilou. Many forces that had been silent for a long time sent their representatives to attend the auction.

The pace of life in the underworld is just slower, but the pursuit of strength is the same as that of mortal cultivators. Such a unique place has appeared, and even some old ghosts have emerged.

"Wow, there are so many people." Cheng Hui stood in the box on the second floor, looking at the bustling crowd downstairs through the transparent crystal on the window.

There are more than a dozen private rooms on the second floor, all prepared for the forces in the city, including Cheng Hui, the seller.

He originally planned to hide his identity and sell it secretly, but was scolded by Uncle Gui.

No matter how secretly you act, can you still be better than those local tyrants?

Instead of taking risks secretly, it is better to auction it openly. At least with the reputation of the Lord of Luowu City, he will not attack you for such a small thing.

Cheng Hui asked him why it was the reputation of the Luowu City Lord. Uncle Gui told him that the City Lord was the backer behind Baiweilou. In order to maintain the reputation of Baiweilou, the City Lord would definitely not let others bully him.

Maybe it will even help him hide his identity.

As for the future... he is leaving soon, so why worry about the future?

Cheng Hui decided to trust Uncle Gui, so after packing up his things, he came to Baiweilou with his luggage and met with the manager there. He showed him the skeleton soldiers he had captured, and finally explained the sales method he had thought of.

Yes, it was Cheng Hui who came up with the idea of ​​sending skeleton soldiers to the door.

So far, the results seem pretty good.

"Mr. Cheng, the auction is about to begin." A slim maid came in and informed Cheng Hui.

"Okay, I understand. You can go out now. I don't need anyone to wait on me."

The smile on the maid's face froze slightly. She glanced at Lin Qingyang's position vaguely and walked away gracefully.

Looking at Lin Qingyang's expressionless face, Cheng Hui said he had a headache.

He never expected that when he came to attend an auction, he would actually encounter someone throwing himself into his arms.

Logically speaking, even if you only look at his appearance, he doesn't look like a rich man. How could he have imagined that the girl was flirting with him?

He laughed when others laughed, isn't that polite..._(:з」∠)_

Cheng Hui felt so wronged, but... no matter how straight he was, he knew that there was no logic in being jealous.

He coughed twice and leaned over: "Qingyang, are you angry?"

"No." Lin Qingyang said coldly.

Cheng Hui: ...Okay, he is angry.

Cheng Hui was very troubled. He was really not good at handling relationships in this area.

For the time being, he couldn't define the relationship between himself and Lin Qingyang. On the surface, they were the pursuer and the pursued, but privately... they had a past.

Whether it was the possible fiancé relationship or the years he and Lin Qingyang had spent together, he couldn't just sit there and watch.

But when it comes to coaxing people, he doesn't know how to do it.

God knows he has never even coaxed a girl, how could he know how to coax a man?

Counting on his fingers, apart from the time when he used lollipops to coax little kids when he was a child, he seemed, maybe, probably... had only coaxed his grandmother.

Cheng Hui: ...

Lin Qingyang is definitely different from his grandmother, but maybe using the same tricks to coax his grandmother would work?

Cheng Hui tentatively walked to Lin Qingyang's side and gently held him in his arms.

Cheng Hui: ...Very good, no resistance, that’s a good sign!

In fact, Lin Qingyang was already confused.

It was true that he was jealous and angry, but it was not as serious as Cheng Hui imagined.

He just hated others getting close to Cheng Hui, but he also knew that it was impossible to completely isolate himself from others, so this anger was more for Cheng Hui to see.

He hoped to get some benefits from this, and Cheng Hui fell for it.

Lin Qingyang is very skilled at pretending to be pitiful.

However!

He really didn't expect that pretending to be angry could have such benefits!!!

Cheng Hui's arms were so warm! He really wanted to stay there forever!

"Okay, don't be angry. Anger hurts your liver. I was wrong about this. I will be more careful next time." Cheng Hui thought about the scene of coaxing his grandmother, and these words came out of his mouth.

After saying this, he felt a little regretful. There was nothing wrong with saying this to his grandmother, but when he said it to Lin Qingyang, it always felt a little too intimate.

"Okay! We have an agreement. You have to be careful in the future and don't let others get close to you casually." Lin Qingyang reacted very quickly. He quickly put his arm around Cheng Hui's waist and confirmed his promise.

No matter why Cheng Hui said this, if you don’t take advantage of this, you’d be a fool!

Cheng Hui: ...

Forget it, forget it. Isn’t it just trying not to get close to others? Qingyang likes me so much. If I always get too close to others, he will be very sad, right?

Cheng Hui didn't want to make Lin Qingyang sad, so he naturally felt that there was nothing wrong with making such a promise.

Since he didn't hear Cheng Hui's objection, Lin Qingyang knew that this matter was tacitly agreed.

He controlled the corners of his mouth that were curling up wildly. No one knew Cheng Hui's character better than him. Since he had promised, he would definitely do it.

How nice! he thought.

Ah Hui has never been the kind of person who falls in love at first sight. Without enough contact time, he cannot understand someone, and if he doesn't understand a person, he will not fall in love with that person.

His promise completely blocked Cheng Hui's possibility of falling in love with someone else.

The only person who could possibly be loved by Cheng Hui is myself.

This is just... awesome!

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