Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 349
In the evening, Huqi Mountain.

Ghost King Zong.

Chamber.

On weekdays, whenever Ghost King Zong had important matters to discuss, he would come to the council hall to discuss what to do. .

Of course, most of the time, it was the ghost king who acted arbitrarily.

Calling people to the meeting hall is only to assign tasks.

Today, there are already a dozen or so figures sitting in the meeting hall.

Each of them is a well-known demonic monk in the world, and blood on their hands means nothing.

Among them, not only the hall masters, but also the elder masters such as Qinglong and Youji.

Of course, the ghost king is also high above.

However, today's meeting hall is slightly different.

There was a strong smell of medicine, and from time to time, suppressed groans could be heard.

Looking around, there are some with crutches, some with hanging arms, and some with muslin wrapped half of their heads...

Good guy, where is this meeting hall? It's clearly a concentration camp for wounded patients.

The same is true of the ghost king, with two eyes beaten into panda eyes, one hand hanging around his neck, and one leg holding a wooden block, looking embarrassed with a touch of humor.

If the outside world finds out about this scene, their jaws will drop in shock.

At this time, the atmosphere in the meeting hall was also very heavy. Everyone looked towards the door from time to time, with anxious expressions on their faces, as if they were waiting for some news.

Some people put their hands in strange poses, with devout faces, praying in low voices to the "Mother of the Umbrella" and the "Pluto".

About a quarter of an hour later, a middle-aged man with a broken leg came running in with a walking stick, and said excitedly, "That person is gone! That person is gone!"

The atmosphere in the entire meeting hall suddenly became relaxed. After a moment of silence, there were waves of excitement.

"Yeah, he's finally gone."

"Hahaha, I finally don't have to look at people's faces to live. I hate cutting vegetables and cooking."

"Hey, he was forced to dance. That dance is so shameful."

"It's a pity that our magic weapon... ah... can't be retrieved in the end."

Three days ago, Xia Wuji was alone, facing the masters of Ghost King Zong, seemingly seeking his own death, but the result was unimaginable.

With his bare hands, Xia Wuji defeated the top experts of the Ghost King Sect with overwhelming force, and beat them one by one on the ground.

The strength and methods he displayed are simply appalling.It is unbelievable that a pure physical body can compete with a magic weapon.

But Xia Wuji hangs and beats a kind of master by himself, which is tantamount to rubbing the faces of the demons on the ground, and everyone is jealous and resentful towards him.

And Ghost King Zongben is a branch of Demon Sect.

It would be a big mistake to regard them as good men and women.

They discussed behind the ghost king's back and came up with several vicious methods to deal with Xia Wuji secretly.

For example, an elder ambushed the formation mechanism in Xia Wuji's bedroom, but for some reason, the formation mechanism seemed to have grown legs, ran into the elder's room, let him suffer the consequences, and made himself paralyzed , are still spread out on the bed.

Some people also suggested serving tea and water, and poisoning the tea.

Who would have thought that Di Shitian would be so excited, he happened to find the rudder master who came up with this idea to chat and drink tea, he poured the tea to the rudder master, and watched him drink it with a smile on his face.

Then he had a short chat with the rudder master's parents, sorted out the relationship between the eighteen generations of ancestors, and insisted on not letting the rudder master leave.

After the poison in the main body of the rudder could hardly be suppressed and his face turned black, he let him go out with a smile.

Although the helmsman took the antidote as soon as he went out, it was too late, even though he saved his life, he also ended up with a crooked nose and a crooked mouth.

Some people even made a quick turn of their minds, and since they couldn't deal with Di Shitian, they vented their anger on his granddaughter.

Of course, they didn't dare to go too far, they just took the burlap bag stained with "Fantastic Fragrance", put it on the head, and beat him up.

The plan went smoothly, but on the second day, he found that his daughter had a bruised nose and a swollen face, while the one who was going to beat her up was still alive and kicking, nothing happened.

All in all, no matter how the people conspired, Di Shitian could always "return the way to the other", and everyone hated and feared, but they had no choice but to hope that this guy would leave by himself.

It was also because of this that after they got Xia Wuji to leave, they were all extremely excited, as happy as children who were hundreds of years old.

And the reason why they were worried before, for fear that Xia Wuji would not leave, was another reason.

It turned out that a few days ago, "Di Shitian" said that he would leave tomorrow.

But who would have thought that the next day, that guy fell asleep and finally woke up, but he stretched himself and said, "Sleeping is so comfortable, I suggest that the first thing you do when you wake up every day is sleep." So he lay down again.

When Di Shitian woke up again, it was already noon. He touched his stomach and said that he was hungry and had to eat before leaving.

This meal is also very particular, the wine is not drunk by the "drunken fairy" in Woyunlou, the meat is not eaten by "exotic beasts", and the bowls and chopsticks are not used unless they are "white jade pattern chopsticks"...

However, it was not the disciples and servants of the Ghost King Sect who prepared these things, but the elders and helmsmen.According to "Di Shitian", if he doesn't do it himself, or if he doesn't respect the guests, he will get mad.

A group of wounded people tried their best to wait for Di Shitian comfortably, but the guy looked out the window and said that it was getting late and he would leave tomorrow.Then he got into the room again and fell asleep soundly.

Everyone was half-dead with anger, but they had no choice but to hope that he would leave on time tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, he stayed in bed again, and stayed up until noon for lunch...

After several days of tossing like this, "Di Shitian" tormented the high-level ghost king sect to the point of collapse, and he finally left.

"Okay, that guy is leaving, and our Ghost King Sect should be ready to get down to business."

The Ghost King patted the table and said: "Leave the Thirteen Panic and Mo Tianbang matters to Section Master Zhou, and spread these two things all over the world so that everyone knows about them. Is there any problem?"

A lame man patted his chest and said, "No problem, this matter won't cause us any loss, and it can also make a profit."

The ghost king looked around the meeting hall, and said: "Remember to ask your subordinates to try not to cause trouble during this time. After all... After all, we don't have any magic weapons with us, and we are afraid that we will be at a disadvantage in a fight."

"Yes."

The ghost king ordered some more matters, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he asked everyone to retreat.

"This old friend is really a headache." Ghost King couldn't help rubbing his brows as he recalled the memories of the past two days.At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the door, and he called a disciple to ask what happened.

The disciple replied: "It was Section Master Zhang who led his disciples to beat gongs and drums and set off fireworks at the door."

The ghost king couldn't help laughing, needless to say he could guess other reasons.

He shook his head and said, "Forget it, let them celebrate today."

Ten miles away from Huqi Mountain, a handsome middle-aged man suddenly turned his head.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" asked a little girl next to her who was eating candied haws.

The handsome middle-aged man said: "Unexpectedly, once I leave, the people of Ghost King Sect would be so reluctant to let me go. I don't want to make them sad, so let's go visit for a few more days."

The little girl hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man: "Let's go, if you stay in the Ghost King Sect again, you will drive them crazy."

"No, I'm exercising their ability to withstand stress."

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(End of this chapter)