How successful is that bastard, so that he attracts so many people to work hard for him?
In the past three days, I have been wandering around the palace, and I must find out the reason.
When I was a ghost, I couldn't go to many places because of the gods and Buddhas, but now I'm not afraid, I can go anywhere I want.
I checked all the memorials, past memorials, and the treasury reserves of the past year. What surprised me was that the Yan State had suffered many wars, but there was still money left in the treasury. At first I suspected that this was to plunder the wealth of the people.
I got it, and I had a glimmer of hope in my heart at that time. If this bastard dared to prey on the common people to get money, I would definitely not let him go. Even if he was ostracized all the time, I would take advantage of him to the end.
But the fact made me both happy and disappointed.
Fortunately, he has a good source of money and good management, which has led to today's glory. If I were to do it, I would probably not be half as good as him.
What's disappointing is... I'm afraid I really have to leave.
The body that originally belonged to me was actually used so well by someone else. This bastard has some skills.
I retreated and found people looking for me everywhere in the palace.
It turned out that they were afraid that I would drag my body away and run away, which was really ridiculous.
When the little fool arrived with his front legs, An Changting arrived with his back legs.
When they handed over the information about Yan Hui, I said, "I'll leave tomorrow."
Yan Hui was very naughty when he was young. How could he be a calm person like me?
But they really believed me, and it was actually better to do this, as it would save me the trouble of finding reasons to leave.
I made an appointment with the little idiot for a drink. I knew that if I went there, I might never see him again. In the past, we were separated by ghosts, but after tonight, we will be separated forever.
After drinking the water of Wangchuan River and crossing the Naihe Bridge, no one knows anyone. We are brothers today, but we may not know what they will become tomorrow.
Therefore, the most important thing for people is to grasp the present moment, even if there are only a few hours left, it doesn’t matter.
After a few glasses of wine, the little fool became less wary of me, which made me very happy.
He said that the most unforgettable memory was building a snowman. My blood boiled immediately, and I still remembered it.
Because I had a few more sips of wine, I couldn't help but strike up a conversation and fell into memories with him. When I was immersed in the beauty of that day, the little fool suddenly said: "You are not the fifth brother."
After many years, he is no longer the little idiot who holds sweet potatoes in his arms and is reluctant to eat them. He should be called a little fox. After drinking so much wine, he can still identify my loopholes.
Yan Xitong, you have really grown up.
Seeing his anxious look, I felt that the decision I was about to make was worth it.
Although Yan Xiaoqing's soul was scattered, because of the protection of the bead, the soul can be condensed back, but it will take a long time. But if an intact ghost is sacrificed, the time can be advanced...
The only regret is that once Yan Xiaoqing is repaired, my soul will be gone.
I was really happy to see the little idiot anxiously wanting to know who I was, but I couldn't tell him... I am your fourth brother, the real Yan Xiaoqing.
Because I know the consequences of telling him will be serious.
It would be better to let the misunderstanding continue like this, leaving this suspense and letting everyone rack their brains to guess, and not ignore the misfortune of my being a ghost.
The only thing that makes me really depressed is, what kind of guy is this Thousand Sword Killer capable of turning the Three Souls and Seven Souls into tatters? Oh, what a sin.
Holding the cold jade in my mouth, looking at everyone's face, I want to say something sincerely.
Ao Ying, do you know that you owe me a fucking life in the next life?