The collection officer is not a fool. He has been to Heilin Village countless times. The ghost people in this village have always been docile, no different from sheep.
No matter how hard they were squeezed some time ago, they did not dare to resist, and they even knelt down to beg for mercy and beg for forgiveness.
This also gave the collector more arrogance, and he was ready to use them as materials for the Manki Banner.
Unexpectedly, such a powerful guy would appear in this stall. He beat his subordinates to pieces with three strikes, five strikes and two strikes, and even he himself couldn't survive three moves and two moves.
It would be weird if he could be a guy from Black Forest Village!
If there really was such a master in Heilin Village, how could he not dare to resist after being squeezed for so long?
My heart was spinning and I understood what the collector was thinking. Then I laughed and said coldly: "Seeing as you are neither humble nor arrogant, you can be considered a good man. Today I will tell you that my name is indeed Zhang Daniu, and I am indeed a black man."
I’m from Lincun, but I came down from the front line.”
"To put it simply, you can call me a deserter."
As soon as he said these words, the collection officer suddenly took a breath of cold air. It turned out that he came from the front line. No wonder he was so powerful!
Even though the collection officer has never been to the front line, he has seen countless ghosts coming down from the front line.
Most of the ghosts were burned by the flames and were unable to fight. Their three souls and seven souls were damaged, and they are still like idiots until now.
The situation was so miserable that even he couldn't help but tremble when he saw it.
That's why he tried his best to find the soul stone, hoping that one day he could help the evil spirits on the front line.
The front line is so dangerous, how many of the evil spirits who can survive are easy to deal with? What's more, he can return to the village from thousands of troops and layers of siege. This skill is really not something ordinary people can do.
No wonder it’s so awesome!
I saw the collection officer's face turning green and red, and he said impatiently: "Sir, I just want to ask for a word! We in Heilin Village work hard, some are fighting on the front line, and some are mining in the rear! Do you want to give me this?
face!"
"If you give it, I'm good to you, I'm good to everyone! If you don't give it, I will kill you directly, and then kill all the men around you. At worst, we will have to move the whole village, what can you do to me?"
Hob Pork is talking about me now. If you speak nicely and give me face, everyone will move to the next level.
If you don't give me face, forget it. The village is doomed anyway, so I might as well deal with you before it's over.
The collection officer gritted his teeth and said: "I patrol the world on behalf of my ancestors, and it is extremely hard. Occasionally, it is justifiable to take a nap!"
"Although the ghosts in Black Forest Village are low in strength, they work really hard and are really role models for us! From now on, the soul stones that all the dead souls in Black Forest Village need to submit can be halved!"
"Old Village Chief Cheng, you can also take out the soul stone to strengthen your three souls and seven souls!"
The old village chief was stunned. He didn't know why the collection officer was so easy to talk to. He persuaded him in just a few words.
Unfortunately, I was still worried about whether the entire Heilin Village would be destroyed in one fell swoop.
I smiled and patted the collection officer on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you're sensible enough! As for today's matter, let's forget it like this. Leave half of these soul stones for the village to use, and you can take the remaining half with you.
Any opinions?"
The collection officer lowered his head and said: "No objection! The collection order issued by our ancestors was originally only one-fifth of what is collected today. The remaining four-fifths were all increased layer by layer, and it fell to the villagers to have so much.
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I cursed secretly. Sure enough, the Ten Thousand Demons Pit is the same as China-Earth. Anyone with power will seek some benefits for themselves.
The newly appointed Ghost King of the Southern Territory must have wanted to keep some soul stones for himself, so he secretly doubled the collection order. Except for the part that had to be handed over to the Ten Thousand Demons Pit, the remaining half fell to
In your own pocket.
What is good at the top will be bad at the bottom.
The Ghost King has done this, and the little ghosts under him naturally followed suit, so the only ones who suffer are the ghosts at the lowest level.
I casually threw away the collector and said calmly: "Okay, it has nothing to do with you here. Remember, you'd better not report this matter, otherwise I will go directly to you if I get annoyed. Listen up.
Is it done yet?”
The collection officer nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Friend, the war on the front line is tragic. My friend is a deserter despite his abilities."
"You know, deserters are a shame to Ten Thousand Demons Pit, and you will be discovered sooner or later."
"If your identity as a deserter is discovered, masters will emerge one after another, and you will not be able to resist it no matter what! Not only that, even Black Forest Village will suffer, believe it or not!"
I laughed loudly: "Believe it! Of course I believe it! But what do you mean by saying this to me?"
The collection officer gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Now is the time for the Ten Thousand Demons Pit to employ people! Since my brother has a certain skill, why not serve our ancestors and help them solve their problems?"
I sneered: "Do you want me to continue going to the front line?"
The collection officer continued to say that he did not dare, and said: "Of course there are evil spirits on the front line to resist. What we have to do is to stabilize the rear."
"No matter what your status is, you have a certain skill after all. Why don't I find something for you to do? Not only can you get rid of your status as a deserter, but you may even get promoted and make a fortune."
Without even thinking about it, I opened my mouth and answered: "Don't bother..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly thought that since we have already reached the far north ice field, we might as well take this opportunity to get to know the Ten Thousand Demons Pit.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. If I could sneak into the top management, wouldn't I also know the strategic policy of the ancestor of the corpse?
Then I changed my words and said with a smile: "Is there such a good thing? Tell me about it!"
The collection officer breathed a sigh of relief. The aura on my body really put too much pressure on him. If I didn't agree, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything.
It's great now. How can such a powerful guy do it without using it?
He whispered: "The front line is too dangerous. There are scattered ghosts here and there. It's too dangerous for us to go up there."
"But if we stay in the Far North Icefield, it is not impossible for us to participate in the war. Now there are living dead everywhere in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit. Some of the living dead have already discovered their identities, while some have not yet discovered their identities."
"Now the Lord of the Territory has spoken. Taking advantage of the stalemate on the front lines, in order to prevent the living dead from sending messages to the exorcists of Middle-earth, a major cleanup will be carried out!"
"The scope of this cleanup is those living dead whose identities have been discovered long ago!"
My heart moved slightly. For a long time, many exorcists committed suicide and became souls, wandering into the Demon Pit to search for information.
Although this method is indeed stupid, the accuracy of the intelligence has brought countless benefits to Middle-earth.
If nothing else, let’s just say that the previous counterattack in Shanhaiguan was a beautiful turnaround because of the continuous supply of intelligence from the living dead.
So now Wanmokeng also realizes the importance of intelligence. If they want to win, they must clean up the living dead within themselves!
It's just that those exorcists who commit suicide and turn into dead souls are really powerful. They have been caught several times before, but each time they suffered heavy losses and even allowed the other party to escape.
The new Territory Lord of the Southern Territory had no choice but to ask for help from the elites of Wan Mo Pi who were fighting on the front lines. Unexpectedly, he was scolded by the Empress, calling him incompetent and a waste.
In anger, he almost had his position as Domain Lord taken away.
He was also ordered to clear out all the living dead within a short period of time. Otherwise, not only would the domain master fail, but he would also most likely be sent to the frontline suicide squads.
The Territory Lord of the Southern Territory was trembling with fear, so he became fierce in his heart and summoned all the masters of a certain level in the Southern Territory to gather together and prepare to clear out the living dead whose identities were exposed.
But to be honest, the real masters have all gone to the front line, leaving behind some guys who are neither good enough nor good enough. I really don’t know whether they can do it or not.
That's why the Southern Territory Lord ordered that if there are any masters that the people have missed, they must obediently invite them.
This collection officer saw that I had extraordinary abilities, so he wanted to recruit me and wanted me to participate in the operation of collecting the living dead.