Hearing the alarmism of Hyakmu Zhenjun.

The surprise, helplessness and panic on Wei Kun's face were difficult to maintain, his facial muscles trembled, and his facial features were huddled together as if they were urgently assembled, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

It's haunted by ghosts, isn't it?

Big brother, do you know where this is?

Wei Kun sensed the strength of the Hundred Eyes True Monarch. Because the Hundred Eyes True Monarch is not walking the "Popularity Ascending Divine Stream", the "Human Barrier" is weak, and it can only have the effect of a usable concealed aura. But Wei Kun's ghost seal has an unusually keen sense of smell for any weirdness.

Especially female ghosts, the pretty kind.

Hyakmu Zhenjun thought that he was hiding it well, and his secret method of concealing his aura had deceived countless opponents. But he met a freak like Wei Kun, who thought that he had exhausted his calculations, and deceived Wei Kun in a few words, but he didn't know that at least four or five strange eyes were secretly peeking at the Yum monk he incarnated in the ghost company at this time.

Leaning on the printer, Hyakmu Makoto shuddered for no reason when he said this.

The corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, and he thought that this coolness was a side effect of the destruction of his yin body, and his heart couldn't help but become more urgent. He hadn't lived long enough, and the task given to him by another veteran vice president of the Faith Society, Dunhuang Yuefu, had not yet been completed.

Hyakmu Zhenjun didn't even have the courage to die. Out of the secret rituals of the Faith Society, if he died like this, and turned into a lonely ghost with a weak mind, the end would be even more miserable. There are so many ways to believe in playing with and torturing spirits.

When he saw that Wei Kun believed a little, he immediately hit the railway while it was hot.

"I'm coming down the mountain this time just to prepare for this matter, so it's okay, don't be overly afraid."

The two looked at each other.

They all showed well-disguised trusting eyes, and almost the same words sounded in each other's hearts at the same time...... Finally succeeded in fooling around!

Wei Kun said with a sad face.

"Master, I've been bumped into evil before, and my body is weak, otherwise I will quit the competition, right? I still have a few online movie projects in hand, waiting for me to make a decision to start shooting! ”

"I'm here, what are you afraid of!" Baimu Zhenjun patted Wei Kun on the shoulder earnestly, and said, "Evil is invincible, as long as you sit upright and don't have any bad intentions, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!" ”

Wei Kun also wanted to force Baimu Zhenjun to say more information, and continued to sigh: "But I have something to lose!" ”

Baimu Zhenjun was angry, his lips trembled, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet hard, and said: "Don't be afraid of anything wrong, I have reported to you from the Buddha!" The Buddha said OK! Why are you so stubborn? Punish adultery and eliminate evil, the right way in the world, little comrade, your consciousness needs to be improved! I'm going to criticize you! ”

"The main thing is that I don't know the bottom of my heart, I'm afraid that I will encounter white hair and stiffness or something, give me food, I haven't lived enough."

"Didn't live enough? I think you're tired of being alive - forget it, since you have concerns, there are some things I won't hide from you. We also have outside support in the tournament, and my junior brother is lurking in the shadows, and if he encounters a tricky ghost, he will always take action. ”

Baimu Zhenjun doesn't seem to be lying, obviously in the intangible inheritance competition, there are still his backers.

He frowned and said: "The most important thing is that the sealing stake used in the final only prevents ghosts, not people." If you want to go, you can do so at any time. But then you're going to lose a big opportunity......"...

"We're doing online celebrity live broadcasts, so it seems that the chance is a bit out of the way?"

"Stupid! When the finals open, the door is locked, the barriers meet, and the finals venue becomes a world of its own. At the same time, the organizer, the Department of Humanities and Social Affairs, will launch a launching ceremony to use the way of opening live broadcasts in Chinese around the world, and push the mainstream hot spots that occupy the current time period on all channels, bringing hundreds of millions of people into the venue......"

Looking at Wei Kun's sluggish appearance, Baimu Zhenjun reacted that it was not a peer in the weird world who was talking to him, but an ordinary boss of an online entertainment company.

He sighed: "Whoever takes the first place and defeats other opponents within the human barrier will be able to exclusively enjoy the astronomical traffic that consumes at least hundreds of millions, or even more than a billion financial resources." To put it more simply, it is completely popular, just like those grassroots Internet celebrities, top idols and popular stars that appear every year, and officially enter the field of vision of the domestic people and even the world, understand? ”

"Winner takes all, it's as simple as that." Hyakme Makun tried to explain again in words he could understand.

Wei Kun nodded at this time, and suddenly realized: "Xiao Hong of my company has entered the top 32, is it possible to enter the top 8 finals if she advances twice more?" ”

"That's right."

Baimu Zhenjun was helpless to Wei Kun's timidity and caution, but there was no way, he had too many enemies, if it weren't for the fact that Yunhai City was one of the four competition cities, and the Humanities Bureau, which had semi-official forces, was responsible for security work to prevent strangers from sneaking in, otherwise he would have been discovered and killed by the enemies.

Even if his old friend Lin Shize discovers his current situation, Lin Shize will definitely unite the forces of the Folklore Bureau and the Thirteenth Bureau to eradicate the Hundred Eyes True Monarch, a small god-level master who has dominated for a while.

Between weirdness and weirdness, it has always been life and death, and there is little room for warmth. It's like raising Gu, through mutual suppression and devouring, and finally raising a strongest ghost king.

At the same time, the same power system, the higher the level of power, the more difficult it becomes to advance, not only because of the precious popularity resources, the scarcity of strange objects and the high risk of rituals, but also because the mysterious power of the "god pyramid" is limiting the number of high-level weird.

Only when the higher ones die and leave room for the lower ones can they be promoted to higher ranks if the law allows.

This is also the reason why the Southeast District Intangible Cultural Heritage Inheritance Competition organized by the Department of Humanities has attracted the attention of many organizations. The global economic downturn, the shortage of popular resources, and the scarcity of high-end positions have all contributed to the current situation.

Baimu Zhenjun was afraid that Wei Kun would return again, so he gave him another reassuring pill and said.

"I have a lot of old friends who will help you get to the quarterfinals. There is also a junior brother secretly helping, what else do you have to worry about? He tightened his gray robes, feeling the room get colder.

Wei Kun smiled.

Those weirdos who heard the words of the Hundred Eyes True Monarch and secretly watched laughed even more.

The camera is raised, and from behind the window, between the doors, on the ceiling, and in the shadows of the carpet, greedy eyes are cast from many angles, and I am deeply attracted by the words of Hyakme-kun. They're on the move. From the beginning of entering the ghost company, from hesitation to today's firmness, the weirdos believe more and more in the commitment and strength of the chairman. …

The old employee Honghong is the best spokesperson.

Wei Kun took great pains to cultivate Honghong's efforts to ascend to the ranks, and many weirdness were seen in his eyes. Xiao Yumian, who had the hardest mouth, gradually softened her attitude and threw herself into the happy family of the ghost company, even if she was not as loyal as Shasha, and she was not as greedy as Honghong who loved Wei Kun's body, but she firmly believed that among these ghost employees, she was definitely at the middle and upper reaches and a relatively good level.

In terms of seniority, her ontology is also the company's old-timer and second-generation popular anchor Jade Face. As long as you feed Honghong, row them down one by one, and soon it will be your turn!

"Ascend the god steps, what a wonderful word......"

Cold, greedy, and resentful voices echo in the dark corners like whispers in the wind.

Baimu Zhenjun didn't know all this at all, and he was still bewitching Wei Kun to make up his mind to participate.

The authority of the ghost company's "nothing" gives the ghost employees the strongest concealment ability. He didn't even notice that not far from his shoulder, between the mechanical cracks of the printer, a terrifying paper figure the size of a palm was looking at the back of his head with good intentions, covering his mouth and making a weird smile.

"At least the top eight are in hand, and if you enter the finals, your company's artists will appear in front of tens of millions of audiences, even if they just show their faces, there are countless benefits. Blame me, blame me, the monks should not be involved in such an earthly world, full of material desires, and guilty of abstinence and hatred, but in order to restore the world and clean up the harmful ghosts, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? ”

The Hundred Eyes True Monarch saluted with one hand and said Amitabha. He also felt that he had said too much, a bit like a monk who had just entered the WTO, and hurriedly remedied. He turned his eyes sideways, secretly opened a slit, observed Wei Kun's reaction, and seeing that he didn't doubt himself, he finally put his mind at ease and let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Kun seemed to have figured it out, clapped his hands hard, looked at Baimu Zhenjun, nodded decisively, and said, "Then listen to your arrangement, master, I'll let it go!" I reluctantly went to the final to see how it went...... It's also an eye-opener and a joy to help others! But Master, I have a little more problem......"

"Just talk."

Wei Kun smiled greedily and rubbed his hands, his posture was no different from the expressions of those businessmen and capitalists when they saw the benefits, and their eyes were about to glow.

"Since I have reached the quarterfinals, in case, I mean in case, it's not that I'm greedy, but there is always such a probability, is it possible for my artist to win the championship? Or rather, what are the conditions for final victory? Is it still the audience vote? If that's the case, I'd better arrange for the department to prepare in advance. ”

Hyakmu Zhenjun secretly sneered.

The last shred of suspicion about Wei Kun vanished.

If Wei Kun would rather risk encountering a ghost and do himself this favor in vain, then he really had to wonder if Wei Kun had some problems. I'm not afraid that he won't ask for anything, I'm afraid that he will have nothing else to ask for, as long as he is greedy, he can be obedient and obedient, and finally become the right-hand man of Baimu Zhenjun.

His thoughts turned a thousand times, but his emotions were well hidden, and he smiled.

"Vote? Of course not, there is no such child's play, even the incense of the temple can be faked, such an important matter, all parties compete, how can they not be tempted? ”…

Hyakmu True Monarch paused for a moment and said slowly.

"Inside the sealed pile...... Oh no, it's the final stage, and the contestant who climbs and guards until the moment of the live broadcast ceremony is the final champion. The rest of the people will be ranked according to the relationship between winners and losers. ”

Wei Kun had a slight understanding and muttered: "It's a ring system, so there are too many variables." ”

Hyakmu Zhenjun shook his head.

"Don't be cranky! If you want to survive, stay out of the ring! Even if you just sit offstage and occasionally show your face in the camera, it is tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of viewers, which is enough for you to buy drafts for artists and make them popular. Greedy people often don't live long! ”

He knew that this could not persuade a greedy company owner.

But Baimu Zhenjun didn't plan to persuade him anymore, because he just wanted to take advantage of Wei Kun's way and naturally enter the sealing pile of the finals. His method of calculation shows that the seal plate that he believes in will be sought for is still in this competition, and there is a particularly high probability that it will appear in the final.

At the same time, if you want to find a strange body to help you reshape your yin body, there is nothing more suitable than the final of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Competition.

What Hyakmu Zhenjun did was to fish in troubled waters.

He looked at Wei Kun's excited back as he left, slightly mocking, and said, "Mortals who don't know whether they are alive or dead, Zhenjun, I never persuade the dead ghosts." It's a pity that the beautiful female artist. I'm going to talk to her first, and when the finals come, I'll need her cooperation. ”

Baimu Zhenjun coiled up his clothes, planning to go to Xiao Hong and the person in charge of the Humanities Department of their group to meet. Everything must be prepared to have enough chance of winning.

He walked out of the room, just as he had just stepped away.

The originally quiet printing room suddenly became lively, and many terrifying ghosts appeared one after another.

Sasa's body pierced through the ceiling, the wings of her arms dangling, hanging her body high. Her red eyes were slightly cold, she looked at the little secretary who had just come out of the printer, and asked, "Stinky paper man, don't think I can't guess your thoughts......"

The ghost mirror's cheongsam is illusory, the facial features can't be seen clearly, and the body is full of cracks, which is the handwriting left by Honghong at the beginning, and it was shattered by brute force.

It acted as a peacemaker, and said in a voice: "Sasa, don't be angry, the secretary is also for the ghost company-"

"Don't think I can't see through your plans!"

Sasha's pretty and cold little face showed a hint of coldness, and said, "Including you, I just want to take the opportunity of the Minister of Ghost Affairs to ascend the god rank to get a piece of the pie." If I find out that any of you want to betray the company, don't blame me for being rude! ”

The little secretary looked at Shasha unexpectedly, and it found that since Shasha helped Wei Kun block that knife and evolved into an A-level weird, her temperament was no longer so weak and introverted, but a little more tough.

"Hmm......"

The little secretary scratched his head and whispered: "This competition, if it is according to the chairman's plan, just let the head of the ghost affairs department take action." He hated these stupid people who were making trouble in Yunhai City very much, especially the stupid melon named Liu Yuming, and the even more stupid butcher. ”

"However, such a good opportunity, you can't let the Minister of Ghost Affairs monopolize it, right? You are the Minister of Finance, and the Ghost Mirror is the Minister of Performing Arts, aren't you afraid that after it ascends to the gods' ranks, it will suppress us to the point that there is no possibility of turning over? How strong and domineering it is, everyone has deeply experienced it. ”

The words of the little secretary not only made Sasha and the ghost mirror fall silent, but even the jealous ghost and Xiao Yumian who played soy sauce also showed serious contemplation.

Honghong, it's really too strong.

It was so strong that all the weirdos in the ghost company felt a lot of pressure.

"I have an idea, why don't you listen to my ......" The little secretary hooked his hand at them and laughed: "Hundred ghosts walk at night, do you think it's fun?" ”