Chapter Seventy-Seven: President Bi Xiaoxuan
In fact, this is not a real "evil ghost", but the "Bixiao Warriors" mentioned by Duanmuchen, a group of people who are even more evil than evil ghosts.
The reason why they suddenly disappeared at the door of the "haunted house" was because there was a hidden formation around the house.
Hundreds, if not thousands, of people come in and out of this place every day, but they are rarely found, because each "Blue Sky Warrior" also has a miniature hidden body formation.
As for the occasional figure wearing a ghost head mask, it is only deliberate, in order to make people think that this is a real ghost house, so as not to get close to the living.
Of course, if anyone really breaks through without opening their eyes, it will definitely leave no room for survival. This is the real reason why some people say that there are several times when someone strays in here and never comes out again.
This wave of Bixiao warriors wearing ghost masks entered the prohibition of the "ghost house", and suddenly a huge courtyard with golden brilliance and incomparable grandeur appeared in sight, and the plaque directly above the red lacquer gate read "Bixiao Xuan" three big characters!
This is the human Shura Hell that Duanmuchen said, and it turns out that it is hidden in the deepest part of the willow alley of this flower street!
As soon as they entered the gate, the Bixiao warriors opened the huge wooden box one person high, and immediately the figures of six children, ranging from one or two years old to eight or nine years old, were revealed.
One of the Bixiao warriors tested the children's breath one by one, and those who were still alive were taken to the dungeon by the other Bixiao warriors, and the suffocated ones were thrown directly into the dry well in the backyard, where the dead bodies would be burned every day.
This time the "harvest" was not bad, only one of the six children died, probably because of the poor air, the youngest was more than a year old was suffocated.
"The President's Order has arrived!"
Just as he was about to throw the child, who looked like he was asleep, into the dry well in the backyard, someone shouted, and suddenly all the Bixiao warriors were agitated and hurriedly knelt down.
"President, get it!"
The shouts shook the sky.
Dressed in red and wearing a red ghost head mask, the presidential collar inspected the huge Bixiao Xuan like an emperor, passed by everyone who knelt on the ground, and finally came to his own courtyard - the most luxurious, magnificent, and vast place in the entire Bixiao Xuan.
After entering the house, the president took out the golden abacus he carried with him, and crackled into the ledger to calculate.
"Haha!"
Half an hour later, the president let out a very happy laugh -
In the past few months, under his careful management, the number of children obtained every day has increased by nearly 20%, and the monthly flow of the entire Bixiao Xuan has reached millions of taels of silver, a new high in several years. A few days ago, the old master also sent a special letter to express his appreciation.
The president is in a very good mood now, if this errand is done well, and gets the favor of the old master, he may be able to reward himself with a pill of ascending immortals, so that his meridians are smoother, although he can't practice immortal arts like an immortal cultivator, but at least he can lead the aura of heaven and earth into... body, nourish the body, prolong life, and live dozens or hundreds of years more.
He thinks that his current life is so wonderful, as long as there is a steady stream of children every day, there will be endless money and benefits. It is a wonderful feeling to be able to control people's life and death at will, and to have so many Bixiao warriors under his command to obey orders in fear, this feeling is so beautiful, and he wants to enjoy it for another few hundred years.
Of course, all this depends on the old master. Therefore, no matter what, we must manage Bixiao Xuan well, and we must rely on this to get the Immortal Ascension Pill no matter what!
The president made up his mind in his heart.
"Presidential leader, the lord asked you to lead all the big commanders and minor commanders in Bixiao Xuan, as well as the elite of the Bixiao warriors, to go to his mansion as soon as possible and wait for orders!"
At this time, suddenly an urgent voice from a subordinate came from outside the door.
"What? What is the matter?!Transfer all the elites? If anyone takes the opportunity to attack our Bi Xiaoxuan's idea, what should we do?" the president was shocked when he heard this, and blurted out.
Now Bi Xiao Xuan is his life, and it is the foundation of his upward drilling, and in any case, he subconsciously wants to protect Bi Xiao Xuan's safety.
But as soon as the words came out, he realized that he had asked too much—his subordinates could not answer him, and even if he knew what was going on, he would never dare not disobey his lord's orders. After all, the lord is the son of the old master, and if the lord is happy, it is to make the old master happy, and it is possible to get the Immortal Ascension Pill.
"Pass my order, all the big commanders, small commanders, and elite blue sky warriors will follow me to the lord's mansion!" After a moment of thought, the president gave an order.
At the same moment as the order was given, the president took off the red ghost head mask on his head, which symbolized his status and status, and suddenly revealed a face like a smiling tiger, and his yellow teeth were extremely conspicuous.
If Li Yanzhi is around, he will definitely recognize that this is the so-called big man from the capital, and the Octopus who has dealt with him many times!
Octopus is actually the presidential leader of this Bixiao Xuan!
Walking out of the courtyard, Octa glanced at the Ink Enchantress and the White-faced Scholar and the Ugly Eight Monsters who were the Great Commanders, and then counted the number of people, a total of three hundred and twenty-seven people were going with him. In this way, there were only twelve lowest-level Bixiao warriors left in this huge Bixiao Xuan to guard.
For some reason, Octopus was very uneasy. But the order of the lord Zhao Yuanqi, he would never dare to disobey.
"There is a formation ban outside Bixiao Xuan, and it is difficult for anyone to walk in. It has been established for a year, and only three or five people have walked in, and they are still some literati drunks who are powerless. It would not be a problem for any of the twelve to kill three or five of them. Besides, the lord also attaches great importance to Bi Xiaoxuan, so he shouldn't let me and my subordinates delay him for too long. ”
Octopus still has a smiling tiger on his face, but he keeps comforting himself in his heart.
He carefully instructed the twelve people who stayed behind to take care of them very carefully, and then gradually put his mind at ease.
For a time, in the streets and alleys of Fireworks Willow Lane, from time to time, people were on foot, or on horseback, or in carriages, rushing towards Zhao Yuanqi's mansion.
When dozens of waves of people arrived at Zhao's Mansion in batches, it was already half an hour later.
Everyone gathered in Zhao Yuanqi's huge secret room, about four or five hundred squares, in the center of the secret room sat Zhao Yuanqi and Xuancheng Daoren, and in front of them were placed the corpse chrysalis of the demon king almost covered with yellow rune paper.
Next, Xuancheng Daoist told about the purpose of Xingshi and letting everyone rush here, it turned out that the grafting date of the demon king's corpse chrysalis was approaching, in order to make the lord's grafting of the demon king's power more smooth, so it was necessary to cast the unphased two-ritual connection magic between Zhao Yuanqi and the demon king's corpse chrysalis, and Octopus and Mo Enchanting were responsible for arranging and protecting the formation with Xuancheng Daoist.
When I heard Xuancheng Daoist say that it would take about a night, the big stone in Octopus's heart finally fell to the ground—it was only one night, and nothing would happen to Bi Xiaoxuan.