The king of the palace arrived, and thousands of ghosts retreated.

In the corner, countless living dead people were prostrated and respectfully knelt down and worshiped in place - the spoils that Qin Ye just mentioned refer to these living dead people!

"They even ate the soul of the Yin Spirit... Sir, do you think this is a spoil?" Nobuta Oda was confused.

Qin Ye nodded, and looked at the Yin Ling with a hint of heat: "I ask you, what is missing from the underworld of China now?"

"Nothing is missing!" answered quickly.

Qin Ye gave him a blank look: "It's a lack of brain! Your brain! Pea Sagittarius retreated!"

Before the silly son answered, he said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that we are not a sweeping Dongshan yet. We just built a stronghold. The work of leading the surface with points is underway. Just before we left, several construction corps had just begun to drive out to sweep away the ghosts in various parts of Dongshan and form a new city."

It is impossible for Dongshan Province to have a super-scale armed group like Pengqiu. Even if it had been, it was already conquered by Kong Mo. Even the king beast was driven out. The deployment of the construction corps will not be too hindered.

Everyone knows this. Oda Nobuta's eyes lit up: "You mean... lack of manpower?"

"Of course." Qin Ye sighed: "Originally, Dongshan Province had 20 million Yin Ling, but did you need people to build a city? They built a stronghold, and then they were definitely mocking birds flying back, asking for people, money, and supplies! How to give? If you give too much, it will be difficult for Pengqiu to operate. This is the foundation of our existence. If you give less, it is not enough to unfold the construction blueprint in various places!"

"Also, this is just the superficial manpower. How far is the city from Pengqiu? The distance between this city requires the army to open up, and the transportation of materials requires a dedicated escort! Before the new energy and transportation beasts appeared, these are all humans! It's expense!"

Wang Chenghao took a few steps back silently.

I feel like I am going to return to the big quagmire of Pengqiu again... I feel like I feel that when I talk about Pengqiu Brother Qin, I become irritable...

"And... I have to study the script of Death when I go back. This is a powerful weapon to directly enhance the power of the underworld... Forget it, let's not talk about it, I feel tired." The boy waved his hand in pain. When he thought of returning to Pengqiu, the piles of things would be overwhelming. He thought that his temples were jumping.

Nobuta Oda nodded thoughtfully: "So...you plan..."

"I want the eternal snake's magic to form a yin talisman!" Qin Ye shot the corner of the bullet vest: "Or the way of manipulating the living dead. Don't you think they are perfect labor? Never die, never tired, and even compared with those pig-like ghosts, you won't feel bored! And you won't ask for wages! You won't rebel! This is the biggest gain in South Korea!"

"How many living dead people are there in Kunchiyan? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? More than three million people in Busan City, are there three-fifths left? As long as you master their remote control, these laborers are even more useful to me than any black castle!"

Of course... people have... all that is left is money...

Talking about this thing hurts feelings, so he decided not to hurt feelings if he couldn't even get a lot of money from Jiuwen.

"Let's have a good rest first." His yin energy rolled up, and the group was in place at an hour: "Wait for a while to experience the treatment of the emperor... Liu Yu is probably going crazy."

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Kunchi rock, ground, main entrance.

At some point, a ten-meter-sized formation had been drawn here. I don’t know what to draw it, and it was blood-red. The main door was covered with talismans, and a wind chime hung on the top.

No...not at the top. The entire Kunchiyan is now surrounded by a silver chain, and all the protruding corners are hung with wind chimes. Just thirty meters away, there is already an additional team.

There were hundreds of people, including eighty soldiers. The black muzzle was facing Kunchiyan. At the front was a small group of twenty people.

Most people had lsd badges on their chests. They looked at the door with all their concentration, and in the center were five men and women wearing ancient Korean costumes and holding various strange props.

They are not young anymore, and the youngest are all gray-haired. The utensils in their hands include roosters, willow branches, and white jade bottles... and they look forward nervously. Even in winter, many people's vests are wet.

The scene was silent and no one spoke. Everyone knew why they were here. What they had to face was the most terrifying evil spirit in Korean history!

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, suddenly, an old woman raised her head and looked around solemnly.

It's twelve o'clock now.

No wind.

But... the trees around Kunchi Rock all started to move and swayed towards a place!

All the soldiers looked at the ground dumbfoundedly, and there, small stones jumped desperately, and then... quickly slid towards Kunchiyan!

It was so good... rustling... the sunlight at noon began to dim, and at the same time, a slight tremor was heard on the ground, and the wind chimes hanging in the entire mental hospital rang wildly.

Dingdang - Dingdang - should have been melodious and pleasant, but in the current scene, it makes people shudder.

"Here...here!!" A white-haired old man stared at the ground and suddenly looked up and shouted, "Mr. Zhao" in the tent a few days ago."

Crack! The gun was loaded at the same time, and everyone swallowed hard. In the Kunchi rock, the window door opened with a bang! A piece of extremely cold Fengshui silver poured into the ground. Mr. Zhao turned around and grabbed the Koreans in ancient costumes: "The national destiny of the Republic of Korea... depends on you!"

"You are all the most famous psychics in Korea. Do what I said! No one is right to make a mistake! Otherwise...the whole South Korea will not forgive you!!"

"Yes..." Several psychics took a deep breath. They were not ordinary charlatans. Like the Chinese Ghost Crafts Association, they were real psychics who cooperated with LSD.

However...the current picture, even with their decades of experience in the world, is definitely the best!

The evil ghost is coming, the world is changing, this... is completely beyond their ability, and I don’t know how many levels!

But now, there is nothing to do except to bite the bullet. Otherwise... the gun behind him will be aiming at himself.

"Ha..." The old man in the lead took a deep breath, feeling his scalp numb, what a terrifying yin energy... The other party should have deliberately suppressed it, but... the temperature at the scene was only a few seconds, and is there still ten degrees?

While fear had not completely defeated his heart, he waved his robe and a monkey jumped out of his sleeve. The monkey was only the size of a fist, but was holding a foot-long sledgehammer.

The hammer is snow-white, and... it is a spine with a skull tied to it! It is connected together with red lines!

The old man slapped the monkey's butt, took out a gong with his left hand, and the monkey knocked it hard.

"The golden boy holds you eight or nine sons, and the jade girl makes a cup of beauty~~I give the soul to the table to sit on the dead soul, and it is difficult for a hundred-year-old man to stay in the world~~" The rhythmic song started from the old man's mouth, and another old man opened the white jade bottle, took the willow branches, dipped it in a little, and smeared it on the monkey's eyes.

"Squeak!" The monkey covered his eyes and screamed. When he opened it again, his eyes were pitch black! It seemed as if he had seen another world!

An old man picked up a pen, and another beheaded the rooster with a knife. The old man holding the pen quickly wrote something on the monkey. The whole set seemed to have been performed countless times, and it was written in an instant within ten seconds.

"Go!!" The old man holding the gong shouted, took out a nail, and nailed it directly from the cover of the monkey heavenly spirit.

The next second, the sound of the wind chime actually... slowed down!

It is still shaking, but it is gone without the horror of chasing souls and chasing death before. Instead, it is soothing and casual.

"Ha..." The five old men breathed a sigh of relief, in just ten seconds, but they were sweating all over. They even felt like they were walking back after the gate of hell was closed.

"How is it?!" Before they could rest, Mr. Zhao had already stood in front of them and stared at their eyes and asked.

"Successful..." An old woman wiped her cold sweat, her hands and feet still trembling: "But whether the other party answers or not... it's not something we can decide. Once we don't answer..."

Mr. Zhao gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and turned around.

Of course he knew what the other party was going to say.

Once you don’t answer, everyone on the scene will die!

Then, there is Guangzhou City, which is so close to you. Hundreds of thousands of people in the city will become the first blood food after the other party advances!

And then... it's Gyeonggi-do, Seoul! All South Korea!

A mansion can control at least several provinces in China. The size of a Korean projectile will probably be swallowed up by the other party in one month!

But... is it so easy to talk to the evil spirit?

The desire for flesh and blood is their instinct. Now... I can only pray that this evil ghost can listen to a little bit of human words. After all... After all, there is still a father in China next to you...

Before we knew it, all the LSD's hands were closed on the scene and prayed silently.

Please... give tens of millions of people in South Korea a way out...

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Kunchiyan, Qin Ye was walking in the yin and yang cracks, but suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yiwei is always so informative and tactful.

"Someone tampered with trouble." After the Fujun, Qin Yewu was shockingly sensitive: "There were all dead gates here, leaving only the life gate."

The cracks of Yin and Yang have always been ghosts, so it is like a pitch-black passage, with black mist floating. You can vaguely see the twisted and illusory external scenes around you. And at this moment, suddenly, a figure jumped in.

It was a monkey.

No...monkey skin!

A monkey's skin had no support and walked up respectfully.

"Is this?" Qin Ye was curious. What method was this?

"Borrowing Yin to offer ghosts." Oda Nobuchao unexpectedly recognized it: "This is a Japanese Shintoism method. It was passed on when he conquered South Korea. This is a...how to say, the method improved from ninjutsu can be roughly understood as a method of connecting Yin and Yang."

"The high-level evil spirits are extremely wise. There have been many unexpected emergence of high-level evil spirits in small countries in history. The big countries are unwilling to take action, so they can only use this method to strive for 'peace talks'. This is what I saw on the 'Shidharma'. It has been circulating for three hundred years, right? It is almost lost in Japan, but I didn't expect it to be seen in South Korea."

Before he could finish his words, Yiwei immediately retorted: "What are you talking about nonsense? This is from Korea! What other Shinto is from Korea! In short, what are the things that exist on this land? They are invented by South Korea!"

Nobuta Oda:...

“You are talking about…”

Qin Ye waved his hand, and the monkey pear flew over and landed on his hand. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with blood-red words.

"The lsd supernatural investigation department of the Republic of Korea has submitted it. Wan Wang will open it in person?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at it with interest.

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Chapter completed!