There is the entrance of Maoshan Hall in Sifang City, and it looks like a large medical clinic.
Here, not only are the Zhang family members brought by Zhang Heng from the Republic of China to guard the place, but there is also a radio station that can communicate with the outside world.
future.
Zhang Heng is planning to move all the Zhang family members into Huangtu Realm.
What's more, using the policy of one state and one king, thirteen managers were selected from the Zhang family and enthroned as state kings to manage the people's livelihood in Huangtu Realm.
At that time, the Zhang family will be responsible for the political power and Maoshan will be responsible for the faith.
Zhang Heng is confident that he will develop the entire Huangtu world into a base camp for himself and Maoshan.
“Chief, the owner of the restaurant asked the kitchen to prepare midnight snacks and soup. Do you think I can bring them to you now?”
Zhang Heng was inside the house, watching the intelligence compiled by Maoshan Hall in various prefectures and counties, when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.
“Clan leader?”
Zhang Heng frowned slightly.
The word "patriarch" cannot be shouted randomly.
Because Maoshan has a small population, the actual managers of the Maoshan branch established by Maoshan Hall in the prefectures and counties of Huangtujie are not Maoshan Taoist priests, but people from the Zhang clan brought by Zhang Heng to be responsible for daily operations.
The person in charge of the Maoshan Tang Medical Clinic in Sifang City is the nephew of a senior member of the Zhang family.
Only he can call Zhang Heng the clan leader. Down below, the local doctors, hired workers, and clerks in the branch are not allowed to call him like this.
Because they are local aborigines from Huangtu Realm and are not from the same clan as Zhang Heng, so how can they call him clan leader.
So the name for people outside the door is wrong.
"Come in!"
Zhang Heng frowned and spoke.
Creak.
The door opened, and there were two men and one woman standing outside.
The woman is holding wine in her hand, while the two men are carrying food boxes.
Zhang Heng looked at the three people and said, "Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, Fool Liang, who was guarding the door like a stone statue, raised the shovel in his hand, as if he would beat the three of them to death as long as Zhang Heng gave the order.
“Where did we find a flaw? Didn’t the owner of the medical center who welcomed you today call you the clan leader?”
The leading woman asked.
“Yes, he called me the clan leader, but he is the only one in the Maoshan Medical Center in Sifang City who can call me that. The others..."
Zhang Heng shook his head: "Not qualified!"
Having said this, Zhang Heng pondered for a moment: "Others can't talk to me. You heard that I am a clan leader. No one even knows my last name. It's not easy to call me."
The three of them looked at each other.
After a while, the leading woman said: "I am Gu Qingqing, the vice president of the Sifang County Ghost Controllers Alliance. You should know why we are looking for you."
Zhang Heng tilted his head and thought for a while: "Maybe he came here for Xiao Fan, the unlucky guy who brought four people with him and was killed by the ghost king from all directions."
After hearing what Zhang Heng said, one person couldn't help but said: "Xiao Fan is the president of our Sifang County Ghost Controllers Alliance. Our Ghost Controllers Alliance is an organization that exists to protect you. To our president, you should
Give respect.”
"Maybe."
Zhang Heng did not comment on the statement that the Ghost Controllers Alliance was the protector, but asked: "I didn't kill your president. If you are looking for him, you are also looking for the Ghost King of the Four Directions. Why are you looking for me?"
Gu Qingqing replied: "Our people discovered that you have been to the City Lord's Mansion today, met the ghost kings from all directions, and stayed in the City Lord's Mansion for a long time."
"Similarly, you seem to be a big shot in Maoshan Hall. In the past few months, Maoshan Hall has been practicing medicine everywhere, and it is said that Maoshan Caravan is also being prepared. It seems that you have a big plan!"
Zhang Heng looked calm: "Then what?"
Gu Qingqing said in a deep voice: "I have never heard of the name Maoshan Hall before. How come there is such a big force like you in a few months?"
“Who the hell are you?”
“People from the Taoist sect, or you people, are just human lackeys supported by the ghost world?”
Zhang Heng’s eyes showed a clear look, and he nodded and said: “So that’s why you came here!”
After thinking for a while, Zhang Heng said: "We have nothing to do with the Taoism you know."
The Taoist sect that Gu Qingqing and the others know is the local Taoist sect in Huangtu Realm.
Maoshan, where Zhang Heng is located, has nothing to do with these local Taoist sects, so his answer is not wrong.
“Not a Taoist?”
Gu Qingqing's face turned cold: "You are a human force supported by the ghost world? Hum, no wonder the Sifang Ghost King will receive you during the day. It seems that you, a lackey, have a close relationship with the Sifang Ghost King!"
As he said that, the three ghost masters from the ghost master alliance showed murderous intent.
“Am I a lackey from the ghost world?”
Zhang Heng felt as if he had heard the funniest joke of this century.
But he smiled brightly and did not laugh. He just said with a bit of laughter and tears: "You have too much imagination. You can't say this nonsense. I have become a lackey. Is there still hope for the Huang Tujie?"
Just kidding, Zhang Heng works as a dog in the ghost world, and the other way around is pretty much the same.
For example, the Ghost King of Sifang, to put it bluntly, if Zhang Heng is willing, it would be enough to accept him as his godson, and I think he is willing.
“Not a member of the Taoist sect, nor a lackey from the ghost world?”
Gu Qingqing was a little confused: "Then who are you?"
“Physicians, merchants, we come with wealth and peace, and are a group of kind saviors.”
“I see that you are very confused and in great need of rescue.”
“Your name is Gu Qingqing, right? You can become the vice president of the Sifang County Ghost Controllers Alliance, so you should be pretty good at it.”
“How about it, are you interested in staying and helping me? I’m here to employ people and I won’t treat you badly.”
Zhang Heng looked Gu Qingqing up and down.
Gu Qingqing is tall and has a cold face, a bit like an iceberg beauty.
It just so happens that Zhang Heng still lacks a secretary. Gu Qingqing can be the vice president of the Ghost Controllers Alliance, so he will not be too bad at personnel management.
“Join your Maoshan Hall?”
This time it was Gu Qingqing who was confused.
She is also the vice-president of the Sifang County Ghost Controllers Alliance. Now that the president Xiao Fan is dead, there is no chance that the position of president will fall on her.
Why should she join Maoshan Hall instead of being a good president?
“Come in and talk.”
Zhang Heng waved and his attitude was affable.
Gu Qingqing hesitated for a moment, left his two men outside, and entered the house alone.
When I got inside, I was still thinking: "My strength is among the best among ghost generals in the Return to the Void Realm. If this person has any evil intentions, I can just kidnap him and retreat calmly."
Having made up his mind, Gu Qingqing became more and more calm. Not only was he not restrained, but he also looked at the furnishings in Zhang Heng's room: "The great poet Sun Pu's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", eh, it also has a private seal. Is this an authentic work?"
"probably."
Zhang Heng really couldn't like Sun Pu, a genuine copyist and a fake great poet.
However, the natives of Huangtu Realm recognized this guy very much. Even the Ghost King from Sifang spoke highly of Sun Pu's works and gave him this treasured manuscript of "Shui Diao Ge Tou" as a gift.
“It’s really authentic!”
Gu Qingqing is obviously a long-time fan of Sun Pu, and he can't leave his eyes when he falls on the manuscript: "Mr. Sun's era is called the last golden age. Only a few decades after his death, there was an invasion of the ghost world.
, there was a war between the two worlds. Under the flames of the war, countless of Mr.’s original works were damaged. I didn’t expect to see Mr.’s original works today!”
Zhang Heng seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
If Gu Qingqing were to know that Sun Pu was just a copycat, and these works were not created by him at all, and even his appearance and the invasion of the ghost world were all caused by the elder of the Nether Sect hidden behind the scenes, would Gu Qingqing collapse directly?
.
“Strange, I heard that the manuscript of Shuidiao Getou has been collected by Sun Nianpu, a descendant of the Sun family.”
“Later Sun Zhenren died in battle in Sifang City, and this manuscript came into the hands of the Ghost King of Sifang. It was regarded as a treasure by the Ghost King and was kept secret..."
Gu Qingqing was a little undecided: "The Heavenly Prime Ghost Emperor asked the ghost kings of all directions for the manuscript, but they all rejected it. How could it be given to you?"
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Maybe we are more compatible."
With that said, Zhang Heng no longer talked about the manuscript, but said: "How about joining me, Maoshan Hall? If you join, this manuscript can be given to you."
"give me?"
Gu Qingqing was happy at first, then firmly refused: "No, President Xiao Fan has just died. If I leave the Ghost Controllers Alliance, the Ghost Controllers Alliance in Sifang County must be disbanded. Although I am a woman, I also understand that family members
The principles of the country and the world, how can we abandon the elders in our hometown who support us and hope that we can defeat the ghost world for our own personal preferences? This is a matter of principle."
Principled!!
Hearing this, Zhang Heng admired Gu Qingqing even more.
Because she is a woman who can resist temptation, she smiled and said: "Do you think the Ghost Controllers Alliance can really defeat the Red Nether Ghost Realm?"
"Why not?"
Gu Qingqing asked back: "We are not cowards like the Taoist sect. We are not afraid of death, and our growth time is shorter. It takes fifty years or even a hundred years for a Taoist sect to produce a Hedao realm monk, but we only need a few."
Years, or more than ten years, if we didn’t defeat the ghost world, could it be you?”
Forehead...
Zhang Heng wanted to give Gu Qingqing a thumbs up, but he held back.
Because there are some words that are not suitable to be told to Gu Qingqing. Gu Qingqing is just a blind native of the Huangtu Realm. Does she know who is behind the Red You Realm? Does she know the heel of Maoshan?
She knows nothing but passion.
Even though Zhang Heng is not a native of Huangtu Realm, he is certain that Gu Qingqing, a native, will never know more about Chiyou Realm than he, an outsider, does.
She thinks that she and the Ghost Controller Alliance are the enemies of the ghost world.
But this great enemy is undoubtedly a joke in the eyes of Zhang Heng, the emperors and kings of the ghost world.
The future is hard to say, at least for now.
“You think the Ghost Controllers Alliance is an organization that can save the world, and you are the people who can save the world.”
"But as far as I know, Taoist monks in the Hedao Realm who cannot survive the tribulation can turn to Sanxian. This is a existence on the same level as the Sanxian Ghost Emperor in the Red Nether Ghost Realm, and you don't even have one in the Ghost Controller Alliance.
An introduction to the Sanxian Ghost Emperor."
Zhang Heng shrugged: "You don't even know what your enemies are."
Gu Qingqing said firmly: "That's because we ghost masters appeared too late. After the Taoist sect was disbanded, ghost masters began to be born, and it has only been a few decades."
“We are all the first generation of ghost masters and have insufficient background, but I believe that the future of ghost masters is bright. We will definitely have our own strong Sanxian-level ghost emperors, and the future will definitely belong to us.”
Zhang Heng shook his head: "You are overthinking. Maybe a Sanxian-level ghost master will never appear."
"How can this be?"
Gu Qingqing had a look of disbelief, because in the current Ghost Controllers Alliance, there are already Ghost Controllers at the level of Ghost King in the Hedao Realm.
The Ghost King of Hedao Realm is only one realm away from the Ghost Emperor of Sanxian Realm.
“Nothing is impossible.”
Zhang Heng revealed a secret with an expressionless face: "Sanxian also has the word "xian". Compared with the Hedao realm, this is a qualitative change. As far as I know, the existence of the ghost controller system has not been thought about by Sanxian himself.
What should we do to control the ghosts in the fairyland, and we are not ready to do so, so to a certain extent, the ghost controlmen do not have the Sanxian level at all, how do you give birth to the Sanxian level ghost masters?"
Gu Qingqing was stunned for a while, as if he was weighing the reliability of Zhang Heng's words.
After a moment, Ranran smiled and said, “I don’t believe it.”