The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 48 The Death of Yue Qi
There was a hint of joy on Zhang Heng's face.

For him, he is not afraid that Chu Meiren will have ideas, but that everything in Chu Meiren will be empty, with no desires and no desires, just like stones.

"The education I received from childhood told me that there is nothing in this world that cannot be negotiated."

"In my bones, I am also a person with the characteristics of a businessman."

"Do you know what a merchant is?"

Zhang Heng explained: "A person who can discuss everything, and I think we can discuss it now."

"You want to control me?"

"Control? No no no."

Facing Chu Meiren who had insight into his own thoughts, Zhang Heng did not panic at all.

The existence of ideas must have its weaknesses.

Anyone, any god, as long as you understand it well enough, it's not perfect.

Chu Meiren is no exception.

It is not the kind of existence whose mind is blinded by resentment, which means that the habits and preferences of its life are still affecting it. For example, the ghost realm it has transformed into is a theater, which means that it still has concerns in its heart.

Smart and caring.

Aside from the identity of a ghost, how much is it different from a human being?
"Support control means that one party is above the other and has complete control."

"I'm different. I want to cooperate with you more, because I don't believe in the so-called loyalty. I only believe in a win-win situation. A win-win situation is king, and a single win will not last long."

"You can also see that I'm just a little Taoist priest. I just raised my legs on the road of Taoist priests. It was a fluke to win against you."

"So I need your strength. Your strength will save me a lot of trouble in the early stage, and it will also allow me to overcome some difficulties."

"And you need me too."

"Without me, you can't get out of the altar of bones, let alone go to the provincial capital to see your master."

"Cooperation between you and me is a win-win situation. If you don't agree, it's not me, but you who lose the most. After all, I have a choice, but you don't, don't you?"

After speaking, Zhang Heng calmly looked at the bone altar: "I was born in Maoshan, and Master is Xu Zhenren, who is expected to take over the line of Maoshan to invite gods in the future. If nothing else happens, I will also become a senior in Maoshan in the future. Eh. You just You may not understand this after you become a ghost."

"Let me tell you another way, I am the richest man in Jiangyang, the patriarch of the Zhang clan in Dagou Town."

"I control the three county towns of Yangjiang, Goose City and Cannes City. When I sneezed, someone caught a cold below."

"With my status and status, spitting on the ground is a nail."

"Following me has many benefits. Now that the opportunity is in front of you, I'm not begging you, but to let you figure it out for yourself. If you don't agree, you'll have to be trapped in a jar forever. It's not a good feeling."

Silence first.

After a while, a resentful sigh came from the ossuary: "I was sold into a pear orchard since I was a child, and my parents have long forgotten it. It was my master who raised me."

"Master has high expectations for me, and thinks that I can become a famous person. It's a shame that I don't know people well, and I have a private life with others. After all, I have suffered from this painstaking effort."

"If there is a chance, I would like to meet Master and sing a big show again. This is my only wish."

Zhang Heng nodded silently.

"I can take you to the provincial capital to see your master one last time."

"In exchange, I want you to protect me for ten years."

"In the past ten years, you must obey my orders and be instructed by me. In return, I will not only help you to fulfill your wishes, but also repair bridges and roads in your name, provide relief to the victims, and atone for your crimes."

"After the ten-year period expires, there should be few sins left on your body. Find someone worthy of trust in the next life."

Ten years are not too long or too short.

Zhang Heng felt that at that time, he probably wouldn't need much of Chu Meiren.

After all, in terms of strength, Chu Meiren has not reached the point where people can talk about it.

They won hard because they were too weak.

As long as there is one of Xu Zhenren, Qian Zhenren, and Ninth Uncle here, there is no need to rely on Zhang Heng's off-the-table moves to win.

Even the four-eyed Taoist priest, one-on-one, Chu Meiren may not be his opponent.

"It's done!"

No sleep for one night.

On the second day, Zhang Heng, who had dark circles under his eyes, had a blue paper figure in his hand.

The paper figurine is only the size of a slap, with a scary makeup drawn on his face with a liner, which looks chilling.

"It's not easy. Fortunately, it was voluntary and did not resist me. Otherwise, this paper-cutting technique would never be successful."

Being willing to obey and resisting wholeheartedly requires an incomparable amount of energy and cost.

According to Zhang Heng's own thinking, if he collects lonely souls in the wild and forcibly integrates into paper-cutting, the chance of success will not exceed [-]%.

Lonely ghosts and wild ghosts are still like this, not to mention high-level fierce ghosts and serious ghosts.

The other party is not his mother, how can he be willing to be eaten by him.

If he resists, he must use mana and mind to suppress him. With his current mana and cultivation realm, he can't resist the backlash of the ghosts at all.

Fortunately, Chu Meiren is a special existence.

It's sensible, and the ghost doesn't last long, and he takes advantage of it.

If it were a hundred-year-old ghost here, his conditions might not be attractive to the other party at all. If he changed it to a stick of incense in the morning and evening, it would be almost the same as a living person every three to five.

"Although paper-cutting is good, it's a pity it's not the right way."

"I was able to accept Chu Meiren purely by accident. If I want to develop from this path, I will definitely fall into the evil way."

"There is a record in the paper-cutting technique that as long as there are hundreds of paper figures, you can besiege the ghosts."

"That is to say, as long as I am willing to abandon my conscience and go to the mass grave to hunt wandering spirits, I can make two paper figurines today, and I can take two paper figurines and catch three tomorrow."

"It doesn't take much, at most a month, the paper figurine army will be able to break through [-], thus hunting down murderous ghosts and refining more powerful paper figurines."

"It's like rolling a snowball, the faster it rolls, the bigger it rolls."

"In less than a year, hundreds of paper figurines can be upgraded from the level of wandering souls to the level of fierce ghosts, and then have the strength to surround and kill ghosts and foundation-building cultivators."

"But at this stage, it must be haunted by grievances, and people and ghosts are angry."

"I don't want to talk about the decency of the famous, and I will definitely go down the mountain to eliminate the devil."

"Even on the other side of the Yin Mansion, there must be an underworld policeman coming to arrest it. No matter how beautiful it is, it will be temporary, and it will eventually bear its consequences."

Zhang Heng is a very sober person.

He was not deceived by the appearance of kirigami, even if kirigami had merit.

After all, what he was asking for was not a momentary glory, nor was he suffering from great hatred and deep hatred waiting for him to avenge him, or his girlfriend was kidnapped, and it would be impossible to go one step later.

Therefore, this kind of opportunistic left-handed technique is not very attractive to him. It's okay to have a taste of broadening his horizons, and there is absolutely no possibility of him being addicted.

"I'm not addicted, but Qingyun Yueqi who created this spell."

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

No matter how you look at it, Yue Qi must have fallen into the devil's way and practiced paper-cutting to the pinnacle.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to write this book, she would barely write it, and she wouldn't be able to describe incisively and vividly what the paper-cutting technique would look like.

It can be seen that Yue Qi is definitely a master of paper-cutting.

Hundreds of paper figures accompany them in and out. Wherever they pass, ghosts and wolves howl, resentful.

She alone is an army of monks, with fierce ghosts as soldiers and serious ghosts as generals. With that momentum, Xu Zhenren and Qian Zhenren had to flee when they came.

In this era of virtual return and extinction, foundation building is the peak era.

She alone is enough to match a small and medium-sized sect.

Of course, sects like Maoshan, Quanzhendao, Longhu Mountain, Gezao Mountain, Wutai Mountain, and Daxue Mountain are definitely not comparable to her.

Zhang Heng came from a famous sect, and he knew how amazing the background of these sects was.

Take the Tianshi sword of Longhu Mountain as an example. Legend has it that this sword was left by Zhang Daoling. What kind of evil spirit is enough for this sword to slash.

Qingmen Yueqi, no matter how beautiful she is, is a human being, not a god.

Once the public anger is provoked, the major sects will come with the magic treasures of the town and the decrees of the ancestors, and they will be able to enter the boundless purgatory in an instant.

Otherwise, her things would not have fallen into the hands of the third grandmother and the paper figure Zhang.

She couldn't protect her personal belongings such as golden knives and scissors, and she could not guess what happened.

(End of this chapter)