Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Man in Black
"Everyone!"
Wang Zhengde, who was surrounded by the crowd, could distinguish between the priorities and the priorities.
Now is not the time to be polite.
Therefore, when even if he spoke, he suppressed the compliments of everyone.
Wait until everyone is silent, and then look around at everyone.
"This time, my Falling Moon Town was robbed, and the residents of the town were killed one after another, I am deeply saddened, and I have also sent people to investigate, but there is an exhaustion of manpower, and sometimes some things can not be solved by trying their best,
Take, for example, things in our town. When he said this, fear flashed in Wang Zhengde's eyes.
Not only him, but also the surrounding gentry.
Ever since the town began to die, and it was all the rich, they had not slept peacefully, for fear that they would not wake up that night.
Therefore, when he heard that Solid Stone City came to help, he rushed over without stopping.
Wang Zhengde suppressed the fear in his heart and continued,
"In order not to kill the inhabitants of the town, I also surrendered to Solid Stone City,
But everyone also knows that the current situation in Solid Stone City can't be pulled out at all.
Therefore, a bounty can only be issued for talented people to come and solve it.
Now several chivalrous men in the house are here to unveil the list.
However, people come regardless of the danger, but we can't let others come in vain, that's not our hospitality in Luoyue Mountain,
Therefore, if I want to raise some silver taels to thank you, I will first throw bricks and lead the jade, and give a hundred taels, how much everyone will pay, and I will do it myself. β
It's a matter of their own safety, and these owners are not stupid, so they naturally know when to slam the door and when to be generous.
When Wang Zhengde finished speaking, the people below immediately agreed.
"Lord Li Zheng is right, you can't let a few young heroes work in vain, if they want to see the enthusiasm of our Falling Moon Town, I will pay fifty taels!"
"I listened to Lord Lizheng, I gave sixty taels ......"
"Thirty taels ......"
After a while, the living room turned into a vegetable market again.
One by one, the gentry waved the silver taels and handed them to Wang Zhengde.
Hou Jiuming was not independent of others, and he gave out no more than thirty taels of silver.
After a busy time, I finally counted and found that more than 40 people had collected more than 2,000 taels of silver.
With so much silver, Hou Jiuming's eyes were hot for a while.
"Killing ghosts makes so much money,
With so much money, how many Wuling Pills can I refine? β
For a moment, he actually had the urge to go to Solid Rock City to unveil the list.
Fortunately, in the end, reason suppressed the desire and did not choose to act impulsively.
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Wang Zhengde got the money, comforted everyone again, and told them to go back immediately and let the family move to Lizheng Mansion or live nearby.
In this way, you can react quickly to what happens.
As soon as this method came out, everyone immediately dispersed overjoyed.
In their minds, there are a few masters living nearby, and the ghosts are trying to harm people, but they are not killing themselves?
So, everyone hurried back to make arrangements.
Hou Jiuming didn't leave, and he didn't have any family, so naturally he didn't need to settle anything.
Find the housekeeper of Lizheng Mansion, stuff him with a piece of silver, and a clean and comfortable room will become his temporary residence.
And, it's the closest room to a few masters.
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With the passage of time, the gentry of Luoyue Town also lived in Lizheng Mansion one after another.
More than 40 households, hundreds of people gathered together, the result can be imagined, the crying of children, the scolding of the head of the house, than the living room in the afternoon.
However, under Wang Zhengde's early preparations, everything was in order, and as soon as it was dark, everything was settled.
In the evening, Wang Zhengde feasted the guests and introduced the four young heroes to everyone.
Confucian Fan Wenxiu, Han Zeng Jinfei, middle-aged man Zong Qisheng, and the beautiful woman Wang Qiongyan.
Not to mention the three men, when those gentry saw Wang Qiongyan, they were shocked one by one.
Although they are rich people and have countless women, when have they ever seen such a beautiful woman?
Blowing and breakable skin, cold temperament, and facial features without a trace of defects, everyone doesn't know what to use to describe a woman, and can only use the heavenly girl to express the image of a woman in their hearts.
And Hou Jiuming, who was mixed in the crowd, when he saw the woman, he was surprised by her beauty, and his eyes narrowed.
"Found a special skill, do you want to copy it?"
Yes/No
"Yes~"
The light dissipated, and the spell of a small level spiritual eye technique was automatically mastered.
"The surname is Wang, or an immortal cultivator, and he appeared here by coincidence, could it be a monk sent by the Wang family to solve the problem?"
When Hou Jiuming was thinking wildly, Wang Qiongyan glanced at everyone with a bright eye.
It was out of habit, but when he saw Hou Jiuming, his eyes paused slightly,
However, it soon passed by again, and nothing happened.
"Immortal cultivator, what is the purpose, loose cultivation, or someone with ulterior motives?"
She was sent by her family to Luoyue Town to solve the matter here, but now she accidentally ran into an immortal cultivator, so she naturally became suspicious.
"No matter who you are, just practice qi at the fourth level, dare to have bad intentions, and kill directly!"
Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
And the cranky Hou Jiuming didn't know that the object of his guess had already killed him.
Everyone's minds were not on the banquet, so they just got to know each other hastily and ended the dinner in a hurry.
After that, they went back to their own dwellings, anxiously waiting for the matter to be resolved.
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Meanwhile, inside a deserted mansion in Falling Moon Town.
A man wrapped in a black cloak was looking in the direction of Lizheng Mansion with disdain.
"A group of local chickens and dogs, do you think that if you invite a few martial artists, you will be able to resist the immortal cultivators, you are really naΓ―ve!"
It seems that he didn't take a few warriors to heart at all, shook his head and began to meditate.
Time passed, and when the moon was on the head, the man opened his eyes.
I looked up at the moon in the sky.
Estimating that the time was almost up, he took out a pitch-black flag from his bosom.
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Incomprehensible incantations emanated from his mouth, while flags were waving in his hands.
At first, the flag looked like a dead thing, and there was no reaction.
But when the man instilled mana, the pitch-black pennant immediately bloomed with a black glow.
On it, the originally lifelike portraits of terrifying characters also began to struggle as if they had come to life.
No, not like, but really alive.
I saw the palm-sized pennant, first the flesh and blood rotting arms stretched out, and then the head and body.
One by one, the terrifying ghosts with their hair scattered, rotting all over their bodies, and emitting a strong stench, quietly crawled out of the flag.
It wasn't until the last ghost came out that the man stopped the spell.
But, immediately there was a low shout!
"Go!"
As soon as the words fell, those ghosts who had been standing quietly rushed out of the deserted house one by one and disappeared into the night.
Looking at the ghost in the distance, a cruel expression appeared on the man's face.
"Hmph, I originally wanted you to live for a while longer, but I didn't expect you to find death by yourself, so it's no wonder to me, but those few warriors are rare materials for serving gods......"