This should be the case... The strategic intention of King Qin Yan was almost uncovered, and this place is worth savoring.

He had never thought about rebuilding Outer Mongolia. At the beginning, Outer Mongolia was fragmented in the war of gods. Rebuilding the underworld in China now does not have this strength. It would be better to simply use it as a test site. Incorporate the outer ghosts of Outer Mongolia into the Central Plains and turn them into pieces. Completely erase the faith of immortality, and capture all the remaining believers by the way.

There can only be one belief in the underworld of China, that is, he - King of Hell of Qin.

Wang Chenghao has been secretary for so long, and he also clearly captured some of Qin Ye's mentality and whispered: "According to your instructions, all rebellions are recorded. Most of them have been wiped out by Chiwu, and a small part is still in the archives. I will give you my personal information together with Chiwu tonight?"

Qin Ye nodded. Deng Ruifeng asked at the right time: "So sir, there is one more thing. The progress is released every month. The summary press conference every quarter..."

"Turn it all." It was not Qin Ye who spoke, but Lu Ban. He smiled and said, "There is no need to push it with great fanfare, just say that the information has not been summarized yet, or the research has reached a critical moment."

He looked at Qin Ye and smiled: "I will take this infatuation with you."

Deng Ruifeng's lips moved, and in the end he didn't say anything, but bowed deeply to Lu Ban.

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Outer Mongolia underworld.

It is completely different from the Central Plains. The capital Ulaanbaatar was almost ruined in the last Russian invasion of the gods. After five or six years of development, it has now formed a substantial city wall. Inside it is a tent.

At the center is a luxurious golden tent. Although Ulaanbaatar experienced the invasion, he did not receive support from the underworld in China. However, at any time, the privileged class is qualified for luxury.

The golden tent is very large, covering an area of ​​about 100 square meters. The interior is decorated with rough-style animal bones, and the ground is paved with bluestone, neatly arranged. The decorations inlaid with gold, agate and jade are everywhere, with a very ancient Chinese style. It can be seen that the owner of the item is a ghost who yearns for the underworld of China.

On a couch covered with snow-white lambskin in the center, a thin tall man in Mongolian clothes was wearing authentic horse milk wine.

The level of impermanence is already considered to be the top level in Outer Mongolia. The face is sallow, with a few strands of long beards, and braided. But his hair is tied with a Chinese bun, which looks a bit inconsistent.

Next to him, there were a few chairs, and several other ghosts were sitting. After a few cups, the tall man finally sighed: "It's the fifth and a half years..."

"The Chinese underworld still has no reply... have they given up on us?"

"No way..." A ghost next to him held a wine glass and gritted his teeth: "Our output every year is completely collected from the national treasury..."

"Why never responded to Chengsheng?" The tall man paused his glass: "That's the underworld of China... How can you let go of the opportunity to join the underworld of China?"

Yes...Who doesn't want to join the Four Continental Underworld?

Especially Outer Mongolia, which is sandwiched between the underworld of China and the Russian underworld, they never want to try the pain of the demise of the country. It is certain that they will not join the underworld of Russia, but... why does the underworld of China, which is originally one, give no reply?

At this moment, his eyes flashed suddenly and he looked out of the tent in shock.

No...not just him, now everyone's hands holding the wine glass shook suddenly

.Look out together.

A silent fear suddenly appeared in my heart, like a mouse facing the existence at the top of the food chain!

Dede... the wine glasses were trembling in their hands. Within their eyes, the curtain at the door of the tent was constantly rolled up by the cold wind. For no reason, the entire golden tent was trembling in the strong wind.

Someone is here...

And the realm is much higher than theirs!

Who... who came here silently?

"Master Chiwu..." Everyone's eyes focused on the tall man. The other party gritted his teeth and stood up and walked out.

The closer he got to the gate, the more frightened he felt! This was a gloomy wind that he had never felt before, as if even his soul was about to blow out. There was someone outside the gate... there must be someone! Once he opened it, he could see the terrifying true face!

Washing la la... Just as he walked to the door of the tent, the curtain suddenly rolled up. The other ghosts were stunned to see that their leader... actually had his legs weak and he knelt at the door.

"Sir!" "Sir!" They dared not hesitate anymore, and they rushed over. Just as they approached the gate, each ghost almost screamed in fright, and also knelt behind Chiwu.

Just outside the tent, at some point, a row of twenty guards of honor of the ghosts stood there quietly at this moment.

The white paper money floating all over the sky fell on the heads of pale maids. In the center, six tall hungry ghosts were sitting there with noble figures. The silk was flying, and the yin energy was overflowing. I didn't dare to look up at her true face!

Just behind her, the three words "Inspector Su" on a wooden sign were extremely dazzling. All the ghosts on the scene were dazzling and did not dare to make a sound.

The imperial envoy... Finally, the imperial envoy arrived, and the Yin envoy they had been waiting for day and night finally arrived!

But... when things come, they can't even say a word.

More than ten seconds later, Chiwu finally spoke in a trembling voice: "Whom, pay homage to the angel!!"

Dong--His head pressed against the ground. The yin energy of the other party was like a mountain and a sea, which made his soul almost unstable.

"You're doing well. Chiwu." A soft voice came from the top of his head: "Get up."

"Don't dare to offend!" Chiwu said with his scalp tightly.

"Hehe..." The woman above her head seemed very happy and smiled indifferently: "Congratulations."

"You have passed the test of the King of Hell."

"From now on, all ghosts in Outer Mongolia Province will gather in Ulaanbaatar and take them to the underworld of China from Benyincha. They will integrate into the Central Plains and officially become Mongolians. They will scatter and live."

"From now on, you will also go to the Central Plains. You will be assigned to various provinces and cities, and become the official organization of the underworld."

Wow—! It was like thunder sounded, all the ghosts were ecstatic, Chi Wu's lips were trembling with excitement. His voice was hoarse: "Thank you, thank the King of Hell!!!"

Spring seedlings look at the rain!

After more than five years of expectation and unremitting contribution to national productivity, now it has finally paid off!

The underworld in China... can you finally enter this big family?

"This is your appointment order." A golden scroll fell before all the secrets: "I'll ask you all for the rest."

"Of course! I will definitely live up to my mission! My minister, Chiwu, thank you for your kindness!" Chiwu kowtowed suddenly and finally stood up tremblingly.

It’s not that I’m afraid, but that I’m so happy that my legs are weak!

He finally had his first time

He looked at this evil man. A sudden stunning flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head respectfully and smiled: "The angel came from afar, and we will prepare a banquet immediately. May I ask... the angel's surname is the great name?"

beautiful.

Beauty is incomparable.

But he knew better that such a person was not what he should think of.

"Su Da." Su Da smiled slightly: "There is no need for a banquet, this matter is very important. Within a few days, all the ghosts in Outer Mongolia must be cleared. This is also for this. Mayor Chiwu... You may not have time to chat."

Mayor... Chiwu tightened the scroll in his hand, for fear that it would fly like that.

Although he is now the "prince" and at least a governor, he doesn't think there is any problem with going to the underworld of China to be a mayor.

A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister’s sect!

"Yes!" Chi Wu bowed, turned around excitedly, looked at his colleague who was already ecstatic and dull, and said firmly: "Issue the royal court order! Let all! The supervisors of each city and county immediately come to the golden tent to see me! Immediately!!"

"yes!!!"

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Time flies very quickly.

Within one day, a burst of news spread throughout Outer Mongolia!

All Outer Mongolia Provinces and all the Yin spirits will be evacuated and integrated into the Inner Mongolia Province, the original underworld of China. The Underworld of China will set aside twelve grasslands and will build twelve new cities within five years to accommodate all the Yin spirits of Outer Mongolia!

A great domestic migration!

Within the next two or three days, the teleportation arrays continued to open. Su Da tried his best to do this job. She knew very well that compared with Qin Hui, who had historical charges, she was so lucky to get this job.

Who made Yue Fei still alive?

This is the opportunity to change from outside to inside!

She was not stingy with her slight yin energy. The hungry ghost army strictly guarded every teleportation array. The strength of the Fujun can manage a area, which is equivalent to the size of the province. It is not too much burden for her. She is monitoring the entire Outer Mongolia all the time, and once there is any resistance, suppress it immediately!

In places with a powerful system, some things are more convenient to do than the scientific and technological system of the world. For example, this great migration may not be completed in a few years.

Census, personnel transfer, property statistics, condition negotiation... one by one, at least several years of preparation time, but here it is just a matter of one sentence.

Especially the Outer Mongolian people who have personally experienced the war of aggression, their fear of high-level evil has long been deeply rooted in their bones.

In the teleportation arrays of all sizes, countless ghosts entered, returned to the land they should have been in more than a hundred years ago, and returned to the embrace of their motherland. Every city and county were gathered together. Therefore, no one saw that a thousand-meter defense line at the back of Yinshan was completely led by the Xuanjia Army.

There is no flag. There is no fixed camp - at least it cannot be seen outside. All camps are in the valley. The caves with weathered mountains are hidden by the best protection colors.

No one knows that whenever you step into a kilometer range here, no matter who you are, you will be shot and killed on the spot! Even in the Fenghua Mountains, there is an urgent formation to contact Zhao Ghost King.

The other party is distracted and is here all the time.

Seven days later.

In the valley basin, an extremely hidden teleportation array kept shining, and countless ghosts came out.
Chapter completed!