Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

People don't leave guests, but heaven keeps guests. Zhong Cuo wanted to leave early, but it was raining lightly in the sky.The rain is very thin, falling from the sky little by little. This rain is not a hindrance to Zhong Cuo, but Jin Yang refuses to leave, and even Grandma Zhang persuades him to stay for a long time-"Anyway, wait a little longer." You can't run away if you don't," Grandma Zhang said.

So now, Zhong Cuo is sitting under a big tree in the village, watching the person in front of him slowly making a pot of tea.A little bit of boiling water flew up naturally with a finger, and poured into the teapot like a jade dragon, but it fell so soft that not even a drop of water splashed out.

The tea maker is only about thirty or so, and he is smart and capable just by his appearance, but his eyes are slightly lazy, which is quite weird.

"Sir, please."

"Thank you."

The tea is not a good one. Before Jin Yang entered the mountain, he bought it in Liguan Town for 30 yuan a pack. Fortunately, the tea maker is skilled in making it, and the rough tea can be brewed with a bit of aftertaste.

But compared to tea, the person in front of him is more worthy of Zhong Cuo's attention - there are a total of four first-grade ghost immortals in the ghost town, and he is one of them.And when everyone in the ghost town regarded Zhong Cuo as a troublesome person who came to clean up, this person behaved the most calmly, but the guy who was preparing in his hand also caught Zhong Cuo's attention the most.

The tea maker sat down leisurely, smiled at the clock, and at some point there was a small gadget in his hand, a bit bigger than his finger, a square seal, which seemed to be made of jade, but the color was transparent blood red.

Zhong Cuo glanced at the thing in his hand, and drank tea slowly: This thing is named Ghost King Xi, and it has nothing to do with the ghost king, but it is a ruthless magic weapon of ghosts and immortals.Leaving aside the power, the production conditions of "refining the souls of three fourth-grade ghost immortals" are enough to discourage many ghost immortals who are interested in it.Not to mention the one in the hands of the tea maker, there are at least two or three souls of second-rank ghosts and immortals in it, and there may even be ones of first-rank.

"If there was really no other way at that time, I would have planned to blow it up." The tea maker seemed to see through Zhong Cuo's mind and said with a smile.

If it really explodes, the clock will be wrong for 5 minutes to protect it, and it will not die, but it will definitely not be easy-it’s just that most of these magic weapons are compatible with the soul, and if it explodes, even if the person in front of him can survive, it will be very difficult. Remove ninety-nine percent.

"My lord, do you wonder why the ghost town is so peaceful?" the tea maker said, "This is the best place for ghosts and immortals to cultivate. Even if there are a few people in town, it is impossible to drive away all the bad guys who covet this place."

"It was like this at the beginning." Zhong Cuo said lightly, "It's just that I understand a little bit now."

After entering the ghost town, he always had a weird feeling of laziness. At first he thought it was a normal phenomenon after he finally arrived at the destination after tossing around, but gradually he realized something was wrong.

"Originally there was only a small yin cave here, right in the middle of the valley. Originally, it would fend for itself in a short time, but for some reason, someone fell in love with it." The tea maker sighed very sighingly, "He is really good at changing the direction of Feng Shui in the vicinity. Now the wind direction of these mountains is exactly right, forming a circle."

Emotionally speaking, he dipped his tea and drew a circle on the stone table: "Yin Qi is stored here, unable to get out, so he can only wander slowly in this valley, and the Yin Point has never been entered because of this." In the final stage of destruction, I just vomited slowly for hundreds of years, and finally vomited out a ghost town. Later, a ghost found this place, and was ecstatic. He thought he had found a treasure land, but he never thought...but it was a ecstasy and tenderness. Township."

The concentration of yin qi in the ghost town is indeed high, but the yin qi is "quiet". The unique terrain of the ghost town makes the flow of yin qi here extremely slow.After living here for a long time, the ghost will enter a strange state of lethargy. To put it bluntly, it is calm and indifferent to the world. To put it bluntly, it is lazy.

The ghost who first entered here was also an ambitious person. He planned to use this place as a foundation to create a large foundation. In the future, he would dominate the Yang world and even counterattack the underworld. As a result, after living here for more than ten years, he lost all conspiracy and ambitions, and only lived in peace. idea.

Later, many ghosts and ghosts noticed this place. The ghosts who came here first would always come, but no matter who came, he would first explain what was strange about this place.Some ghosts left, some ghosts came and went, but some ghosts lived here with peace of mind.After another few decades, some living people moved in. They were not so affected by Yin Qi, and they still lived energetically. They were even more decisive than those ghosts and immortals who had practiced Taoism for hundreds of years.So there is also a strange scene in the ghost town: when encountering major events, the living people make up their minds, and the ghosts and immortals help, just like what Zhong Cuo saw before.

"Can people still live here?" Zhong Cuo asked seriously, downing two cups of tea silently.

"how?"

"I want to throw a few more people here." If possible, just throw all the felony prisoners locked up under the [-]th floor of Hell in the underworld.

The tea maker chuckled: "It's not really that good. Manpower is limited after all, and things that have been hard-reformed are not as good as the natural ones. The Feng Shui trend here has to be reversed every hundred years, and that's the big trouble. With the explosion of Yin Qi, nine and a half out of ten ghosts will go crazy on the spot—fortunately, it happens once every hundred years, at worst, go to the outside of the mountain to take shelter in advance, or find a hole to sleep for half a year, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble. "

The recoil of Yin and Yang is probably the only troublesome thing in the peaceful ghost town. It happens every hundred years, and each time it takes seven or eight days. At that time, the whole ghost town, including the valley outside, is a restricted area for ghosts. You will be swayed by the chaotic yin and yang atmosphere here until you go crazy.Fortunately, the interval is long enough, and nothing happened after hundreds of years.

"That's when something went wrong 27 years ago..." The tea maker's murmur stunned Zhong Cuo: "27 years ago?"

"Well, even that year, the yin and yang recoiled, and for some reason, it actually blew up the stone at the entrance of the village." The tea maker sighed, "When the stone was broken, the yin energy had an outlet. Although it is very slow, it has been decreasing in the past few years, maybe in a few hundred years, the ghost town will not be a ghost town anymore."

Looking at the clock, Cuo frowned, and the tea maker smiled again: "Not necessarily, maybe I will find a way to block it in a few years."

"Can the yin-yang recoil affect the living?" Zhong Cuo asked suddenly.

The tea maker was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Do you want to ask Jin Fei? He really disappeared around that time—speaking of which, it has been so many years." Mentioning Jin Fei, the tea maker also It seemed a little sad, "However, it shouldn't be—yin-yang recoil is troublesome to ghosts, but it's not much stronger than gusts of wind to living people."

The two chatted for a while, and the pot of tea was gradually drained.The tea maker refilled the water, and his eyes suddenly lit up while looking at the side: "Hey, the girl from the third aunt's family is here, maybe she's here to look for you?"

Zhong Cuo was stunned for a moment, but saw a girl in a red dress rushing up not far away, with a tail on her back, it was Jin Yang.The girl in front had bright eyes and looked forward to it, but Jin Yang had a bitter face, wishing to hang down to the ground.

"You are... the ghost king? Zhang Fei's good brother? Is he your priest?" The girl's eyes were shining with curiosity, and she didn't know how much it was for the ghost king and how much it was for Zhang Fei.

"Yes." Zhong Cuo was expressionless.

"How is he now?" the girl asked, "I heard that he works as a teacher in the city?"

"Hmm." Zhong Cuo responded lightly.

"Awesome—" The girl's face showed a bit of longing, Jin Yang seemed to want to say something but dared not say it, so he could only wander around like a headless chicken.

Zhong Cuo suddenly felt that his mood had become very bad.

The girl in front of her is undoubtedly a beauty, her eyes are full of water, she is delicate and pretty from the mountains and rivers.Such a beautiful girl is actually his fiancee...

...Why does that bastard have such good luck?

But if you just look at the individual, Zhang Fei's conditions are really good - he has a job with a good and stable salary, two long-term jobs a year, and a face that can barely be justified. Although he is a bastard in private, but usually Putting on glasses and pretending to be gentle can also fool ignorant women. It is said that he is popular all the year round in school, from female students who are [-] years old to the academic director who is nearly [-] years old. Favor...

With a soft sound of Kacha, the tea maker looked down, and slowly reminded Zhong Cuo: "Don't squeeze so hard, this bowl is too thin, you crush it."

Zhong Cuo quickly put the tea bowl aside, with a calm expression as if nothing had happened: "...Actually, he's not that good either."

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback.

"Maybe you don't know..." Zhong was wronged, and quickly buried his conscience, "He has another name in Linshan, Zhen, Ban, and Cheng."

He gritted his teeth and wanted to punch a hole in the ground when he said those three words, the girl was stunned, and after a while, she asked cautiously: "You are... a gangster?"

"Yes." Zhong Cuo had a serious face, hesitating in his heart whether he should take the opportunity to popularize Zhang Fei's deeds back then, but saw the girl's staring eyes: "You are so handsome!"

"..." Zhong Cuo was speechless.

Regarding the matter of "my fiancé is a gangster", the girl showed great enthusiasm and kept asking Zhong Cuo for relevant details.Zhong Cuo was forced to be helpless, so he had no choice but to blame Zhang Fei's bad deeds in life: this person sleeps very badly, when he is exaggerating, he sleeps vertically and sleeps horizontally; he must stay up late on weekend nights, and after staying up late, he must stay in bed until noon. Sometimes I can’t get up on Mondays. The difficulty of pulling him up in the morning is like killing a pig; in front of outsiders, he has always been a sanctimonious young man who wears glasses and pretends to be an intellectual, and he can do any jerk when he takes off his glasses in front of his own people...

"You really know him well." The tea maker listened to him for a long time before suddenly opening his mouth.

"... At least I lived with him for such a long time." Zhong Cuo was stunned, and replied nonchalantly.

It's a pity that these bad deeds did not dispel the girl's yearning at all. After listening for a while, she suddenly asked a key question: "Then does he have a girlfriend now?"

With a squeak, Zhong Cuo heard a danger alarm set up in his heart.

Conscience stretched out a hand from the grave, fluttering in the air tremblingly.Zhong Cuo silently watched his dying conscience for a long time, and finally stepped forward and stepped on it back.

"Yes." He smiled.

He has many reasons for saying this - firstly, Jin Yang's complexion has turned from bitter gourd to the bottom of the pot, and the ghost king also has the beauty of an adult; secondly, they are now in a critical period of ghost king training, and Mr. Gui's group may do evil at any time. You can't involve innocent people; three times... three times...

What about three?

"Who is his girlfriend?" The girl was not very disappointed, but asked with great interest.

"Not as beautiful as you." You must never praise another woman in front of a woman. Under the girl's eyes full of curiosity, Zhong Cuo tried hard to fabricate it, but deceiving people is really not the ghost king's specialty, "...uh, my temper is not too bad. Well, sometimes it gets into trouble."

"Then he still likes it?" the girl sighed.

"How do I know what he thinks." Zhong Cuo muttered.

"Are they in a good relationship?"

"……Maybe."

"Is he nice to his girlfriend?"

"It's good, but it's also a bit of a jerk."

The girl said a few words with emotion, to the effect that if I had known this before, I would have gone to see Yunyun outside the mountain, but it didn't look regretful.She patted the clock on the wrong shoulder: "Say hello to him for me, after all, he almost became a husband and wife—but don't let his girlfriend know."

"……it is good."

Finally sent the girl away, Zhong Cuo was relieved.The tea maker over there smiled and said, "Does he really have a girlfriend?"

"Have."

"That's weird," the tea maker asked slowly, "how can he treat his girlfriend like he treats you?"

"..." Zhong Cuo remained expressionless and did not speak, but his ears were slightly hot.

"Forget it, this is his business, it has nothing to do with me," the tea maker stood up shaking his head, and threw something to Zhong Cuo, "This is not a fun gift for you, it should be regarded as a meeting gift ——Hey, it is also my good fortune to be able to present the gift of the ghost king."

Zhong Cuo was taken aback, almost unable to hold the small jade seal in his hand.

This is not a light gift...

The rain cleared, and Zhong Cuo was finally able to set foot on his way home.Jin Yang was also in a good mood after excluding his love rival, and he offered to go on the road without waiting for Zhong Cuo's reminder.

The ghost king is leaving, and everyone in the ghost village will naturally come out to send off the plague god.Grandma Zhang took the clock and sighed, and kept telling Zhang Fei to pay attention to his health, eat well, sleep well, and not stay up late to avoid catching a cold... It seemed that he wanted to say something that he hadn't said enough for more than 20 years.After she finished speaking, she slapped her head and hurriedly went into the room to get something out.

"What's this?" Grandma Zhang handed over a small white cloth bag, which contained something heavy. After shaking it, you could still hear the crackling sound, like a chain.

"The bastard gave it to Yuyang back then," Grandma Zhang snorted, "it's not a good thing, but Yuyang has been wearing it on his hand all the time. When I sent Xiaofei away, I wanted to give it to him, but I forgot , now you can help bring it to him, it can be regarded as a memory."

Zhong Cuo nodded and put away the white cloth bag.But the packet was not tightly sealed, and as soon as he took it, a black light leaked from the inside and fell to the ground.Zhong Cuo quickly reached out and held it in his hand.

Then, he was stunned.

It was a thin black chain, not long, barely able to wrap around a person's wrist. It looked like an ordinary bracelet, but the material was undoubtedly the soldier of the ghost king!

The sword fragment in Zhang Baoguo's hand, the bracelet he gave to Jin Yuyang... Isn't there more than one ghost king involved in this matter?