Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

The old woodcutter said that I was the chosen one, and then, without telling me anything else, he handed me over to his ghost king's lover.

……

To be reasonable, I think this old man is very bad. Did he just fool me by drawing big cakes?

I looked at the ghost king, and the ghost king smiled at me.

I focused my eyes on his bald head and moon-white monk robe, and then sighed: "Could it be that role-playing is a hobby inherited from your master?" In this way, the Mercy Sect seems to be quite strange.

Although Jiuyou Ghost King doesn't know what "role-playing" is, he can understand it literally. Monk Qingjun turned the longan bead and said with a faint smile, "I am the first disciple of the Mercy Sect, so how can I talk about role-playing?"

"If you want to say that, you are still a prince."

"Indeed, that's why sometimes I also wear the prince's court clothes," Jiuyou Ghost King said indifferently, "The external identity is just false, what you look like, what clothes you wear, what you say, etc., these are not important."

Sure enough, it is the ghost king who fell from the Buddha. The new boss is really philosophical. Talking to him is like playing a machine.

I didn't want to talk to him about Buddhism, so when the topic changed, I said calmly: "It's okay for us to go with you, but Zhenzhen is a body of extreme yin. If she is in the army of ghosts, isn't she going into the mouth of a tiger?"

The Nine Nether Ghost King waved to the little girl, but instead of coming up, the latter stepped back a few steps.

Hanyue was not angry, she looked at me and said, "It's simple, I will cover her with a ghost king's aura, and other ghosts will not be able to recognize her as a living person."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and called Zhen Zhen to come over, and the latter grabbed the corner of my clothes.Hanyue stretched out a long, plain white hand, and gently brushed the top of the little girl's head, and said in a gentle voice, "It's done."

It turned out to be so simple, I fixed my eyes on Zhenzhen, the alluring fragrance of flesh and blood disappeared, replaced by a dark and strong ghostly aura, Hanyue only gave a few wisps of resentment, and the little girl's aura was so gloomy Even ghosts don't want to get close.

I hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Zhuohua..."

"My master didn't tell you?" Hanyue lowered her eyes calmly.

I shook my head, and he chuckled and said, "But you guessed something, didn't you?"

Although you two, master and apprentice, speak like riddlers, you never avoid others. As long as you are not stupid, you can guess that Zhuo Hua is related to the ghost king.

"There's a reason for him not to say it, so naturally I won't say it," Jiuyou Ghost King sighed, "Left and right have nothing to do with you, do you know who this idiot is, will you leave him alone?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, the ghost king asked again, with a smile on his tone: "Peach is so beautiful, so bright, you actually named him that..."

"Compared to spooky, it's better to have spring flowers."

Hanyue glanced at me again when she heard the words, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "You are really interesting."

Before I could say anything, he took off the longan beads in his hand and handed them to me: "There are [-] beads, commonly known as eighteen sons, which refer to the eighteen realms, namely six senses, six objects, and six consciousnesses. "

"I asked you to go back. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I gave you this string of beads so that you can relax in the ghost army."

I took it in silence, and still couldn't help asking: "Since you don't care at all, why do you want me to go?"

"It's not up to you, you just do whatever you want."

... The new boss is very buddhist, but he also deserves to be beaten. He did whatever he wanted once, but ruined all my previous efforts.

But I also know that the Nine Nether Ghost King will not be able to bear it after all, we have always been outside his control.Not to mention that Zhuo Hua has a close relationship with him, but if the Great Compassionate Buddha comes to my place every day to eat and drink, he will definitely be curious.

What's more, what he said "do whatever you want" may not be the truth.

When Jiuyou Ghost King took us away, the old woodcutter had already left.

I said I was reluctant to part with the things on the mountain, and the ghost king gave us an hour to pack up what we wanted to take away.He was not in a hurry, he took out a book from somewhere, and sat in the flower field to read it.

Compared with the previous bosses, Ghost King is indeed much easier to get along with.

He does things according to fate, doesn't care about anything, and has no malice towards me. As long as he doesn't violate his bottom line, many small things are followed by the ghost king.

His ghost life goal is clear: to destroy the world, other than that, he is gentle and reasonable.

I thought I was going to follow the ghost king back to the base camp, and I was about to stuff Zhenzhen into the back basket, but I heard Hanyue ask suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

He waved his sleeves, and he created a black vortex in the flower field. There was a burst of Yin Qi coming from inside, and ghosts could be faintly heard howling, as if even the soul was condensed.

... No wonder he came here so fast.It turned out that the "any door" was opened.

That vortex goes straight to the core of ghosts and myths - Beisheng Palace.

The tens of thousands of palaces that were originally carved with railings and paintings are now soaked in the resentment that blocks the sky and the sun. The palace still retains its original appearance, and even the green trees and red flowers maintain a vigorous and blooming scene, but there is no half vitality, which only looks more weird .

Hanyue didn't care about our intentions, and handed us over to the general of the ghost army, and said with a smile: "Go find him in the future if you have anything to do."

In fact, logically speaking, the ghosts of condensing resentment are not qualified to meet the ghost generals of Huangquan. They summoned all the strong blood demons, but because of our special status, the general in black in front of us took over in the end.

He is ordinary in appearance, tall and thin, taciturn, with star-like eyes, like a lone wolf.

"What's your surname, General?" I touched the string of beads in my hand and asked with a smile.

His eyes also fell on the longan beads, he was silent for a moment, and replied: "Yong Nan."

It is said that Yongnan Ghost General is one of Jiuyou's most trusted confidantes. He was born as a slave in Beisheng Hundred Beasts Garden. When he was alive, he was loyal to the Ghost King.

The general in black asked the clerk to register our surnames, but he encountered difficulties in his position.

"Newly born ghosts should be taught by ghost masters, and then sent to different places of the ghost army according to what they are good at." This is for ordinary ghosts with lights out or forgetting dust. They should start from small soldiers.

Born to be a grudge-condensing ghost, there are precedents in the past. After graduating from a ghost master, he will be taken away by several lieutenants for training.

At any rate, the ghost king personally brought it back, and with the existence of Zhuohua, Yong Nan might think that if we were allowed to run around and harm the ghost army everywhere, it would be better to bring us by his side for peace of mind.

"General Rong Rong," I saluted Shi Shiran, and put the Buddhist beads on the most conspicuous position on my wrist again, showing it to Yong Kuang, "I'm not good at fighting and fighting, and my natural ability is cooking, so it's just right to go to the Huotou army."

Yong Nan: ...the fire-headed army of gods, we ghosts eat the living, where did the firemen come from?

I saw that Yong Nan had a straight face and didn't speak at all, so I deliberately went to turn the longan beads again.

Yong Nan: ... Are you enough?

"There is no Firehead Army." He said coldly, with a ghostly aura overflowing from him.

I raised my eyes and looked at him without fear, with a "sincere" smile on my face.

Although Li Gui didn't need to breathe, Yong Nan still took a deep breath and said coldly: "In that case, you should go to Baili Lane and wait for orders."

Baili Lane used to be the most dilapidated poor alley in Beisheng Imperial City. After this place became a ghost, it also followed the tradition of the year, throwing ghosts who were judged as slippery and stupid by ghost masters here. Pipe oil child.

When the ghost army attacked the city, the soldiers in Baili Lane would become the first-line death squad, which belonged to waste utilization.

It can be seen from this that General Yong Nan is probably really angry.

But I am so happy that no one cares about me. Since the Nine Nether Ghost King has brought me back all the way, I don't want to find anything for him, and let him harm his ghosts as much as I want, I really don't want to.

I bet he will never restrain me as long as it is not too much for the sake of the compassionate Buddha.

"I've thought about it, we also have to eat, why not open a hot pot restaurant in Baili Lane." I said to Zhuo Hua and Zhen Zhen, and the latter two naturally had no objection.

I have prepared the ingredients and pots. When I left Niujia Village, I packed up all the pots and pans in the village.

There are quite a few ghosts in Beisheng Huangdu, but there are probably as many living people as there were back then, so most of the houses are vacant, ghosts don’t need to sleep, they don’t have much demand for rooms, and besides practicing, they are very Lack of entertainment.

So much so that they are used to meeting and fighting when they are not fighting.

On the first day I came to Baili Lane, I had a fight with more than a dozen evil spirits.Facts have proved that those who can be thrown into Baili Lane are all members of the death squad, and they are rarely opponents in the level of resentment.

"Why did you come to Baili Lane?" The evil ghost who was knocked to the ground wailed, "Why don't you go under the command of some generals?"

"I'm a cook, what are you going to do with the general?" I was happy, and I used my resentment to condense and grow//spear, nailing a few gas ghosts rolling on the ground, "Why are you running in such a hurry, I have something to ask for your help."

"Since you lost to me, you should run errands for me, right?"

The ghosts covered their faces and smiled wryly. Are they qualified to say "no"?

If you want to open a hot pot restaurant, you can't expect me to be alone, the waiter, the yelling, the vegetable wash... I can't let the little girl and the autistic ghost handle all this, can I?Anyway, these slickers are fighting each other when they are idle.

The house, manpower, and utensils are all simple, but fresh vegetables and meat are not easy to come by, and there is no grass growing in the ghost monster. After thinking about it, I went to find General Yong Nan again.

The Ghost King Jiuyou divided the mansions among the ghost generals, but Li Gui didn't need these vulgar things, and Yong Nan lived in the big tent of the military camp for a long time.When I arrived at the tent, as expected, I was stopped by some ghosts who guarded the gate.

"In Xiasanin, I want to see General Yong Nan, I would like to trouble you two passers-by." While bowing, I stuffed the hot pot restaurant flyer that I had rushed to make overnight into the hands of the janitor.

Gatekeeper: ? ? ?Li Gui can eat hot pot now?

"I am a different ghost, and even ghosts can eat the dishes I cook," I explained. "After the Eastern Qi Dynasty is conquered, according to the traditional rules, no matter what, you have to cultivate in ghosts and monsters for decades, and the little ghosts under you can still go out to hunt wild food." , but my lords are devoted to their duties and cannot easily leave this place, although there is resentment replenished by your lord, it will not hinder your cultivation, and it will not harm your life, but you will be hungry in the end."

"I think I'm a mere cook, not good at martial arts, and if I want to share the worries of you adults, the only way is to open a hot pot restaurant." I said it honestly, as if I was really one of the top ten best servants of the year.

The two gatekeepers looked at each other, and they both saw surprise and expectation in each other's eyes.

After all, what I’m telling is the truth. If you have a choice, who would be willing to endure starvation for decades!And human beings eat, they haven't eaten for 100 years, right?Almost forgot what it tasted like.

They sent a ghost in to pass the pass. When they came back, they had a strange expression on their faces and said to me: "The general let you in."

I think Yong Nan definitely doesn't want to see me, but I can't stand the ghost king's orders, but it wasn't until I walked into the camp that I realized that there was not only a ghost general from Yong Nan, but also a sassy female general with a high ponytail. Lights up slightly: "This is the cook who wants to open a hot pot restaurant?"

Yong Nan kept a straight face and said nothing.

The girl with the high ponytail stood up and teleported to my side the next moment. She had sharp brows and starry eyes, white skin and red lips, and was full of heroic spirit. She looked at me closely and said crisply, "My name is Shaoyi."

Shaoyi ghost general was a Southern barbarian, so his pupils were amber.Her life experience was mysterious and rough, and she heard that her biological father was from the Beisheng royal family, so she and Prince Qingyu were distant cousins.

She is also a different ghost, but no one in the army knows what her abilities are.

Faced with my suggestion of "going to Southern Chu to eat food", Yong Nan refused without thinking.The general in black had a gloomy face, staring at me silently like a lone wolf, as if he couldn't believe that I could come up with such a fantasy.

"I heard that in order to attack more smoothly in the future, the ghost army would send spies to Nanchu."

Whether they are old or young, male or female, they will all transform into living people, some will mix with the refugees from the Eastern Qi Dynasty, and some will kill a certain Chu person and replace them, all in order to send a message to the ghosts and creatures.

"Ghost Detective is not here to buy vegetables for you." Yong Nan said coldly, "Don't bring out the Buddha beads again, and don't use Zun to overwhelm me."

"If you report it to your lord, he may not disagree."

...Yong Nan fell silent, it seems that he is also very clear about the Buddhist disposition of the ghost king.

Shao Yi had been sitting by the side listening, and suddenly laughed out loud: "What's so difficult about this? There are also vegetable vendors and peddlers in Ghost Detective. If you buy vegetables and fruits eaten by living people, it will not be easy to be suspected."

After all, everyone knows that ghosts cannot eat human food.

"Besides, I always see the little ones can't eat, and they are so hungry that they scratch their hearts and lungs, and I don't feel comfortable."

This female general speaks and acts in the style of "Journey to the West".

Shaoyi raised his hands and patted the side of his face, a clear silver bell sounded, and several black shadows stood in front of the camp. Although they were all ghosts, they were silent.

The female general with the high ponytail laughed: "Do you know who leads the ghost detectives?"

Me: Since you said that...it must be you.

"You don't have to trouble Yong Nan about this matter. I'll help you. There is only one thing. Since I supply the vegetables and meat, my people are not allowed to charge money when they come to eat hot pot."

She took out a wooden token from her waist, engraved with wisteria flowers and bells: "This is my logo."

Come on, this time I came to find Yong Nan to get a food permit, but I got a supplier and a stable customer for nothing.

I ignored Yong Nan's dullness, cupped my hands and said, "Then I will trouble General Shaoyi."