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Chapter 9 Don't Believe in Ghosts(1/2)

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As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

The former king was still a king even if he lost his cultivation and fell into the streets.

A little bit of his remaining power has already made the other party no longer look down on him, and even showed fear.

Look at the middle-aged man sitting upright and orderly.

Xu Lai smiled and said, "Oh, that's right!"

"Honestly, what's the matter!"

"He hurts someone!"

"Why hurt people?"

"A female driver left my car and mocked me for driving slowly. She couldn't help but slapped her. Then she was hospitalized... My slap was useless. But the police still found out that I had special problems and were detained here..."

"You guys beat a woman, you're so embarrassed to say it! But that female driver also deserves to be beaten..."

Xu Lai looked at the other party with disgust, and the spirit body in front of him who gradually appeared.

The round neck and big sleeves are covered with horizontal slings, and there are folds on the waist.

The clothing material is exquisite, and the makeup is very special. He combs his forehead and decorates his hair with paper cuts, scents on his body, and embroiders his feet.

After taking a closer look, Xu Lai found some of the underlying knowledge in his heart.

"Song Dynasty people?"

Xu Lai looked at the black shadow behind the middle-aged man.

If you don't show your face, you will find your expression.

Xu Lai said: "Which year of the Song Dynasty?"

"In the seventh year of Zhenghe, he died on the battlefield."

"During the reign of Huizong... As far as I know, there seemed to be no big war in the seventh year of Zhenghe."

"I rebel and I followed the general to quell the rebellion. I was ambushed and the arrows pierced the heart."

"Xiaotangshan?"

Xu Lai's words were casual, but the other party's face was full of surprise.

He had to be surprised.

Because the battle he participated in was not recorded in history, no one except the participants themselves remembered this battle.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he told the location of the battle.

"Are you the one who is in this battle?"

He asked Xu Lai tentatively, but changed his sneer and disdain to the other party: "The soldiers and rebels have a total of more than 2,000 people. This is a big deal, how can I be embarrassed to let me participate?"

One word came out.

Shocked again.

"Ask a wise man, what do you call me?"

The name in words has become a "senior" in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the other party was also a little more polite, Xu Lai asked:

"Have you been to the underworld?"

"I was not lucky. After my death, I was attacked by a Taoist priest, which damaged the root cause. Then I slept for hundreds of years. When I woke up again, it was ten years since the new dynasty... I had never waited for the Jiuyou Gate."

"Then you don't have a household registration!"

Xu spoke directly, but although the other party was embarrassed, he had to laugh dryly.

In the ghost realm, the mouth without a registered household registration is a lonely ghost and has a very low status.

Although these do not matter how high your cultivation level is, even if you do not have a ghost clan household registration, you are not a person in the ghost world after all.

To put it bluntly.

It's a pariah.

Whiter.

Even if you are inferior to the untouchables, you have to be considered a slave!

This strict hierarchy division is very strict in the Jiuyou Realm.

No matter how you practice the untouchables, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will not be able to change your origins.

For thousands of years, this rule has never wavered.

Therefore, this is the matter of household registration. Even the Song Dynasty ghost with higher cultivation than Xu Lai is a little embarrassed to speak.

When the other party told his experiences.

Xu Lai didn't need to record all the encounters before and after.

But this name is a little written down and then it is convenient to call it.

What's the name?

Liu Peng.

"What's going on with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"I have been a beggar and once became a teacher with a nine-bag elder of the Beggars' Sect and learned three tricks."

"What three moves?"

"The dragon is regretful, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the dragon is in the field."

"There is also a defense against the ground, the air. It seems that your master valued you very much, why did you join the army again?"

"The fists and feet on your hands are okay, I have to be appreciated by General Zong Ze, and I became a centurion and became a soldier."

Zong Ze?

well!

Xu Lai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's also considered an old friend.

Although Xu Lai admires Zong Ze's patriotic soldiers, he looks down on him.

Especially he disliked Xu Lai's style of acting.

After chatting with Xu Lai for a long time, Liu Peng and Xu Lai gradually believed that the person in front of him was a fellow senior.

If he hadn't deliberately exposed his ghost energy before, he would probably not have seen that the other party was also the one who borrowed himself from others.

Obviously, his cultivation has reached an extremely high level, so he can't be noticed after he borrows himself. The most important thing is that he can still hide under the government. You must know that what the ghost energy is most afraid of is the official energy of the country.

Those who can withstand these are usually extraordinary ghosts.

Since the other party has shown his identity on his own initiative and chooses to chat first, it means he has no intention of committing evil.

Why not... take the initiative and try the other party's tone.

Thinking of this, Liu Peng asked directly:

"For the sake of fellow practitioners, can you save me?"

Xu Lai snorted and pointed to the monitor in the corner of the wall: "Be careful when speaking! That iron lump is looking at us!"

Liu Peng glanced at it: "It's okay, I've sealed the monitor microphone with cold air, and they can only see it now."

“Reliable!”

Xu Lai glanced at it, and sure enough, there was a circle of cold air around the monitor.

Looking at the other party's begging, Xu Lai, who was already ulterior motives, had a glimmer of ideas at this moment: "It's not impossible to ask me to save you..."

When Liu Peng heard that Xu Lai was willing to help him, he was overjoyed: "Please give me advice."

Xu Lai didn't pretend to be vain, and directly moved his fingers to show his attitude to the other party: "You have to be more aware! This is the rule!"

Liu Peng has also been a soldier, died, and has borrowed himself to live. He has been living for many years. Naturally, he knows the rules and hurriedly said: "I borrowed this kid and I have hundreds of thousands of dollars in savings. I will withdraw all of them for you. I will respect you?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence was exchanged for Xu Lai: "Do I look like someone who is short of money?"

Liu Peng really can't see that the money is about the same.

But if you think about the senior like Xu Lai, if you really lose money, you will be able to borrow money in the blink of an eye.

There is really no need to care about your hundreds of thousands.

So if money cannot touch the other person's heart, what method should be used?

beauty?
To be continued...
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