Chapter 389: The City God of the Western Capital, Zhang Daoyuan, in the right position
There is a market for everyone, and there is a market for ghosts!
Every night at dusk, the underworld where the largest ghost market in Chang'an City is located will gradually emerge, overlapping with the original East Market.
If you look outside the East Market at this time, you will find people moving around in the East Market. The shops on both sides are lit with dim lights. Countless people are walking around in the market, and the sounds of vendors hawking are coming and going.
It seemed more lively than during the day.
Today, just as these vendors were opening their doors and preparing to do business, they suddenly heard an impassioned female voice coming from outside the ghost market.
"go ahead……"
"One two one, one two one!"
"..."
Among these exciting sounds, there was also a burst of chaotic footsteps. The vendors in the ghost market turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a somewhat disorganized team walking along the ghost market.
The road outside came in.
Although the soldiers in this team are all wearing uniform uniforms, they do not give people a sense of uniformity at all. They look like a mob no matter how they look at them.
Next to the team were several women wearing military uniforms and holding a strange-looking horn in their hands, commanding majestically.
"Don't whisper to each other, look left and right!"
"You are not allowed to take the bones of fellow villagers casually. Yes, I am talking about you, black dog, put the bones down!"
"..."
Kong Qing looked at the situation of the newly recruited City God Yin soldiers below, and the corner of his mouth twitched silently.
"Mr. Zhang, these guys need to find someone who really knows the military to train them. Otherwise, what can they do like this?"
"Of course this old man and Brother Daoyuan also know..."
Fu Yi, who was standing next to Kong Qing, looked helpless as he looked at the newly formed City God's Army below.
"But the problem is that the ghosts of military strategists are very popular. They are basically reserved by the great gods before they are dead. None of the spirits with good demon certificates have the ability to lead an army. What can I do?
Woolen cloth?"
After hearing Fu Yi's words, Kong Qing nodded silently.
yes!
For self-made gods like Zhang Daoyuan, the shortage of manpower is indeed a big problem. Unlike the second-generation god like Huashan Sanlang, when he went to Taihu to take office, his own father directly assigned him all the staff.
etc!
Although Zhang Daoyuan and himself do not have any suitable talents, the Five Sacred Gods have accumulated so many years, how could they not have any suitable talents?
How about picking up the wool from Huashan Mountain again?
Anyway, sooner or later, I will fall out with these Five Mountain Gods who only know how to eat, drink and have fun. Now, weakening the other party is just to increase myself...
Well, that’s a good idea!
Unlike Fu Yi and Kong Qing, Xijing City God Zhang Daoyuan himself felt that the City God army in front of him was acceptable.
"I don't think you need to care so much. After all, thanks to the Taishi Bureau and Qingxia Zhenren, as well as Qingwei's purge of Chang'an City, there are no particularly powerful evil spirits in the underworld of Chang'an City, so these guys are bad
A little, I should be able to make do with it now."
As he spoke, Zhang Daoyuan cast his hopeful gaze below, the largest dark place in Chang'an City.
"As for the future, after I have established the Divine Realm in this underworld, I will search among the ghosts in the underworld. Maybe I will be able to find the soul of a soldier's son who slipped through the net."
After hearing Zhang Daoyuan's words, the corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.
Can!
After occupying a city, immediately start the internal affairs - promote the generals in the field - log in... At first glance, you are an old Three Kingdoms player.
But Zhang Daoyuan, don’t even think about it. If there are really children of military strategists who are in the opposition here, won’t our Taishi Bureau have no records?
While a few people were chatting, these newly formed City God's Army armed themselves with weapons and under the unprofessional command of a few uniformed foxes, they swarmed chaotically in front of a large house in the depths of the netherworld.
Whoosh!
Kong Qing's body fell gracefully from the air, the snow-white whisk fluttering lightly in his hand, and his posture was like that of a god.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Zhang, we are here..."
As he spoke, Kong Qing wiped a hand from his forehead, revealing an eye with gold and silver pupils. He looked at the mansion exuding black energy in front of him, and then turned to face the man who had just followed him.
Fu Yi and Zhang Daoyuan, who had fallen down, smiled and pointed forward calmly with their hands.
"According to what Pindao saw, the center of the inner courtyard of the mansion in front is the foundation of the underworld of Chang'an, a quiet spring from the land of nine underworlds. As long as Mr. Zhang places the core of his divine domain here, he can use it.
With the power of the quiet spring, it resonates with the remaining yin places in Chang'an City, and finally achieves the purpose of isolating yin and yang so that humans and ghosts no longer coexist..."
Just when Kong Qing was pointing out the country, he suddenly heard a creaking sound, and the black door in front of him was pushed open from the inside. A burly man dressed like a butcher butchering a pig and a few knights were leading him.
The guy came out of the door.
"Which blind ghost dares to disturb someone's door? He is seeking death..."
Before he finished speaking, the butcher saw the darkness in front of him, the City God's Army soldiers each holding weapons in their hands. The decibel level of their speech dropped instantly, a smile appeared on his face, and he clasped his fists with his hands.
"Dear heroes, this is a special place in Mount Tai. Please do it for your convenience and don't collide with me. Otherwise, the God of Mount Tai will blame you and everyone will not be able to bear the blame!"
"Oh? This place is actually the Beppu of the God of Mount Tai..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from the side.
"Is what you said true?"
"Absolutely true!"
The butcher agreed without hesitation and turned his head to look in the direction of the conversation.
At this time, the butcher discovered that there were two old men and a young and handsome Taoist priest in white standing on the side of the house, and it was the Taoist priest who said the words just now.
"Yeah?"
After seeing the butcher turn his head, the Taoist priest in white smiled at the butcher and shook the whisk in his hand.
"The God of Mount Tai established a separate palace in Chang'an but didn't notify me of the Taishi Bureau? It seems that King Jintian didn't take my Taishi Ling Qingxia in his eyes at all!"
Hearing the other party's understatement, his tone that seemed not to take God Taishan seriously at all, and the other party's eye-catching white robe, the butcher instantly remembered some rumors about Chang'an City.
"Could this real person be..."
The butcher cupped his hands and bowed to Kong Qing.
"Taishi Bureau Qingwei Zhenren?"
"Yes, Pindao is Qingwei!"
Kong Qing nodded, shook the dust in his hand, and threw an identification technique over, then glanced at the other party's profile, and then a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Since you said this is the annex of Taishan God, I believe you are telling the truth. However, Taishan God did not give me the Taishi Bureau's favor at all! Since he, the King of Jin, dares to carry my Taishi Bureau behind his back,
If you set up a private villa in Chang'an City, don't blame Pindao for not giving him face as the god who is the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains..."
With that said, Kong Qing pointed the whisk in his hand toward the mansion and shouted.
"Go! Drive out all the ghosts inside. As punishment for disrespecting our Taishi Bureau, this annex will be confiscated by our Taishi Bureau."
After hearing Kong Qing's words, the City God's Army present, which looked more like rangers than troops, immediately let out a shout, and under the leadership of the Civil Judge Special Agent, swarmed in with weapons in their hands and rushed directly into the place.
In a big house.
"This, this..."
Seeing the mighty posture of the City God's Army, this guy dressed as a butcher didn't dare to stop him. He avoided the gate and said anxiously to Kong Qing who was standing aside.
"Master, isn't it good for you to do this?"
"You're right……"
After hearing the butcher's words, Kong Qing nodded with a look of deep understanding.
"It's indeed a bit bad!"
Before a smile appeared on the butcher's face, he heard Kong Qing's next words.
"How can the Taishan God slap Master Qingxia in the face just by confiscating the annex? Sure enough, Pindao should go back and inform Master Qingxia so that he can go to Taishan to have a good chat with King Jin Tian.
yes……"
As he said that, the butcher saw Kong Qing turning to the two old men beside him and saying.
"Gong Fu, Mr. Zhang, you two wait here for a moment. Pindao will go back to the Taishi Bureau first."
After hearing Kong Qing's words, the butcher instantly felt like he was sweating.
If it was just the loss of the annex, although I was also guilty, the problem was not too big. If the evil star Qingxiazi went to Mount Tai because of the matter of the annex, I really should have done it.
He said the phrase 'there will be no peace even after death'.
"Ma'am, no need..."
The butcher quickly stepped forward and grabbed Kong Qing's sleeve.
"You just said that casually."
Just when his hand fell on Kong Qing's sleeve, a white light flashed and the butcher's hand fell off his body and fell to the ground with a splat.
"ah!"
The butcher let out a miserable cry and fell to his knees with a thud.
Whoosh!
Gu Chen's sword spun around in the air and hovered in front of the butcher. Sen Han's sword blade pointed at his face. The sword energy stabbed his face and made him ache. A slight black energy flowed from his broken arm.
It's like smoke escaping outward.
"snort!"
Kong Qing stopped and turned around with a sinking face.
"You are a little ghost, who gave you the courage to do anything to me like Pindao? Do you think Pindao is like the ghosts you bullied in the underworld before, and can let you get whatever you want?"
"No……"
After having one of his hands chopped off, the butcher seemed to wake up a little. He grabbed the ground with his head and kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic.
"I apologize, I'm just in a hurry. I didn't mean to offend you. Moreover, the things here have nothing to do with King Jin Tian. They are all villains taking advantage of others' power. I ask for your understanding!"
"snort!"
Kong Qing snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind came out of the ground, rolling up the butcher's body and throwing it towards the entrance of the ghost market.
"You are a arrogant villain. Originally, I should have killed you, but today, I will give King Jin Tian a face and spare your life. Get out of Chang'an City and go back to Mount Tai!"
"ah……"
After listening to the butcher's shout gradually disappear, Kong Qing turned his head and said to Zhang Daoyuan.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, your official residence has been vacated for you, please take your seat!"
"good!"
Zhang Daoyuan took a deep breath, and then stepped into the mansion in front of him.
A quarter of an hour later, a golden light lit up from the mansion exuding black mist. In an instant, the light spread throughout the underworld, and then Zhang Daoyuan's majestic voice rang out from inside the mansion.
"The City God of Xijing, Zhang Daoyuan, is in his rightful place!"