Chapter five hundred and seventy first: the future emperor Liao
"Asshole! This Ding Xiaoyi is simply lawless!"
The veins on Jia Baosan's forehead were tense. After hearing the whole incident, his white hair danced wildly and he slapped the solid wood desk in front of him to pieces.
Zhen Beifeng and others looked at the shattered desk in front of them and felt a pity in their hearts. This was made of solid wood, and a desk was expensive.
But more than this, they were more concerned about whether the old man in front of them could help them get rid of their bad luck.
"Mr. Jia, this Ding Xiaoyi is really hateful, but the most important thing right now is to find those children first."
Zhen Beifeng held back his swollen cheeks and spoke, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his left cheek. As soon as his palms tightened, sweat beads on his forehead never stopped.
Not only him, but everyone present here, without exception, was cursed by Ding Xiaoyi using various strange powers.
This curse is not strong at all.
It's very weak to say weak.
It's heavy but it doesn't hurt, but it's not heavy but it's torture. Life is worse than death.
They were so tortured that Tiantian refused to respond, and the earth and the earth were not working properly. They could only send people hurriedly to ask Mr. Jia to come over.
On the one hand, he wanted to use Mr. Jia's demigod power and the power of the huge Tianyuan Holy Land behind him to get the place back.
On the other hand, I also hope that they can find a way to help them get rid of the curse.
After all, he had been suffering from toothache for the past two days and his head was almost exploding.
Even if you try to pull the tooth out, it won't help.
But he was fine, it was just a toothache. Compared to the others, it was even worse.
The fat man sitting behind him turned green and green for a while. He was vomiting and was unconscious, and was about to collapse.
The 250-pound fat doll looked as if the cotton had been sucked out of his stomach. He had lost 80 pounds in just three or two days.
The person sitting opposite him was scratching his body with both hands, and his skin was almost scratched, but no matter how hard he scratched, he couldn't scratch his body.
The worst thing is undoubtedly Director Gao, who is now unable to move at home.
It is said that just by standing there quietly, he would leak within two minutes.
Famous paintings and maids at home were thrown away and driven away, for fear of seeing anything exciting, but even so, the flow kept flowing and was completely unstoppable.
The first two times this kind of happiness started, it was just a thrill, but as time went by, it became a torture that was worse than death.
Now as long as his body shakes a few times, he will immediately feel the feeling that life is worse than death.
If he hadn't been rich in wealth and used various methods to help make up for it, it is estimated that an ordinary person would have leaked his wealth to death.
The terrible thing is that this curse completely ignores any conventional treatment methods, even the most extreme excision method is not enough.
Just as Ding Xiaoyi said at the time, this sin can only be suffered by oneself, and no one else can replace it at all.
They also invited other foreign teachers in the college to help, but they tried countless methods but could not get rid of the curse.
"Sir, look at the curse on us..." Zhen Beifeng looked at the old man hopefully.
Now everyone can only look at the old man called Mr. Jia with hopeful eyes, hoping that he can help them get rid of their demons first.
"It doesn't matter. You are entangled by the power of strange rules. It's not serious. I can help you untie it now."
Jia Baosan said, reaching out and grabbing Zhen Beifeng's face.
Immediately Zhen Beifeng could hear the jingling sound of iron ropes in his ears, followed by black chains with visible flesh being slowly pulled out from Zhen Beifeng's forehead.
With a flick of Jia Baosan's wrist, Zhen Beifeng suddenly felt like a spring breeze all over his body, and his head was buzzing and he suddenly felt refreshed.
It's as comfortable as pouring a basin of ice-cold water on a red-hot iron.
Then Jia Baosan lifted the curses on several other directors, and then said with a strange voice: "What a strange power of rules, I have never heard of it in my life, and there is also a power of rules that makes people grow hair on the soles of their feet."
Jia Baosan is well-informed, but he has never heard of the strange rules of these directors.
Little did he know that the power of these messy rules was created haphazardly by Ding Xiaoyi after he was unable to break through to the mid-level dragon level and spent half a month in seclusion.
"This Ding Xiaoyi is very evil, with strong strength and many tricks. Now he is surrounded by many masters. The most troublesome one is his wife, the robber bitch Tu Yu..."
Before Zhen Beifeng finished speaking, Jia Baosan covered his mouth: "Be careful, don't call the gods directly. It is disrespectful. If you are noticed, I can kill you thousands of miles away."
As a demigod, Jia Baosan is very aware of this feeling. Occasionally, when someone talks in private and mentions his name, he can clearly feel that the other person is insulting him, and he can even vaguely judge it.
Location.
Even a demigod is like this, let alone a true god.
Calling his name directly is like sending a signal flare to the local artillery regiment, revealing your position. They may give you a warning at any time.
After Zhen Beifeng heard the reason, he couldn't help but sweat in his heart. He couldn't beat him, and he didn't dare to scold him. Not to mention how aggrieved he felt.
"Master Jia, what should we do next?"
Everyone looked at Jia Baosan eagerly, with a hundred expectations in their hearts. They hoped that Jia Baosan could help them come forward, at least this matter could not be left alone.
Don't go back to those foreign students, their children will be in danger.
Not all people from foreign lands are as easy to deal with as Mr. Jia. Sometimes they are as strong as brothers, but if they don't agree with each other, they will turn against each other in a moment.
Therefore, even if it is not for the reputation of the Imperial Academy, even if it is for the sake of his own children, he must rescue people.
What's more, before leaving, the bastard Ding Xiaoyi extorted a total of 200 million alliance coins from them as a compensation fund for the injured/victimized families.
And an additional 60 million will be added every year, which must be delivered on time without any delay.
How excessive this is, but whether or not this tone can come out depends entirely on Mr. Jia.
Little did they know that just when Jia Baosan destroyed Ding Xiaoyi's oracle technique, he suddenly felt something in his heart and could not help but raise his brows.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that he looked wrong, Liao Qiu, who was sitting nearby and drinking tea, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes reflected a cold light, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he saw his brows twitching and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm afraid I have to go back to school later."
"oh."
Liao Qiu nodded slightly and did not ask any more questions. He was not interested in the affairs of this world.
Today I came to take advantage of the free time at the ferry to chat with Ding Xiaoyi.
The two of them first talked about the old events of Mr. Lu and others. Liao Qiu felt even more sad when he learned that the deer demon was still alive.
She was happily describing to him what happened back then.
"That old deer was played badly by Mr. Zhao. You don't know that when he turned around, he found that all his treasures had been stolen. His expression looked as if he could swallow a big watermelon."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
When they talked about getting excited, the two burst out laughing, and even Shuang'er, who was doing needlework on the side, couldn't help but cover his mouth and join in the fun.
As he spoke, Liao Qiu took a sip of the jasmine tea in the cup, smacking it in his mouth, and his expression gradually became straight: "Xiao Yi, you haven't been here for the past two days, but you know that King Taishan and King Qin Guang in the Ten Palaces of Hell are here.
Yesterday, we left from the ferry, and now there are only eight Yamas left in the Ten Halls."
"Even the Tenth Palace Yama..." He was also surprised by Liao Qiu's words.
Although I had expected it for a long time, I didn't expect it to happen so soon.
"Humph, it's all agreed upon." Liao Qiu pouted:
"Think about it, if two of you leave now and gain a firm foothold, the rest will not leave together. If you still can't stand firm, there will be eight other brothers to help you when you come back."
"People who went out still want to come back? I think they want to eat shit!"
As soon as Liao Qiu finished speaking, he heard a sneer coming from outside the door.
The two of them looked back and saw Old Man Chao and Pangpang Bai standing in front of the door with smiles on their faces.
"Hey, rare visitor!"
It had been a long time since the two of them came to the door together. Ding Xiaoyi quickly stood up and walked to the door, taking the door stickers from them.
Welcoming the two of them into the house, Shuang'er obediently handed them the freshly brewed hot tea.
The tea was clear, and a few white jasmine flowers were dancing with the rise and fall of the tea soup. A rare fragrance filled the air, making Pangpang's eyes brighten.
"What a great tea! Xiao Yi, you are so unkind. Why do you drink such good tea by yourself?"
Pangpang picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Okay, the aroma is elegant but not overwhelming, the taste is refreshing and refreshing, and the aftertaste is long. It's a bit like the Gusu Jiangnan flower tea in the past."
"But the taste is much better than the one in Suzhou." The old man took a bite and gave a good evaluation.
"If you like it, I will give you two kilograms later."
Ding Xiaoyi sat down and asked: "Just now you said that if you go out, you can't come back. What do you mean?"
Pangpang held the tea cup and looked at each other with the old man. A sneer appeared on their faces: "Those who should leave are leaving, and those who haven't left are leaving soon. I might as well tell you now."
"We have already calculated that a heat wave will arrive after March. By then, Huangquan will be frozen for thousands of miles. No one will be able to enter or exit through the Huangquan sluice for at least ten years."
The old man on the side explained that the characteristics of Huangquan are very strange. The colder it is, the smoother and quieter it will be and will not freeze.
However, if it encounters a hot current, the cold nature of the underworld will be stimulated.
The hotter it gets, the colder it gets. Once frozen, it won't thaw for at least ten years.
"In this way, can I..."
Liao Qiu missed his hometown so much that he wished he could go home quickly and soak in the luxurious milk hot spring.
Unfortunately, the old man's next words ruthlessly destroyed his illusions.
"You're thinking of eating peaches!"
The bad old man tasted the fragrant tea in his hand and said: "I spent so much money to buy you this place, you still want to go home??"
"Why should I not go home? The ferry will be frozen by then. Do you want me to drink the northwest wind here??"
Liao Qiu looked depressed. If he had known this, it would have been more cost-effective for him to just be a salted fish without ideals.
"Hey, the underworld is frozen, and there will definitely be people who want to risk leaving on the ice. At that time, we will use the reason of lack of manpower to allocate all Du Ziren's remaining army to you, a total of 400,000 Yin soldiers, among the many ghost emperors
, it’s the best quality.”
"Four hundred thousand Yin soldiers!"
Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu were shocked.
When Liao Qiu was appointed as the tax collector, each of the five ghost emperors gave him 10,000 troops, most of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled.
Some don't even have the equipment.
It was Liao Qiu who paid for them.
Now that he has obtained 400,000 Yin soldiers, his military strength may not even be comparable to that of other Ghost Emperors.
"Hmph, the position of tax officer is special and we must take it down. For this reason, whoever the other ghost emperors leave will give you their secret soldiers. Although you are not a ghost emperor, your authority can already be compared with that of the ghost emperor.
The Ghost Emperor has become an equal."
Pangpang smiled and congratulated: "When I see you in the future, I'm afraid I will call you Emperor Liao."
After being complimented by Fatty, the leader of the Netherworld, Liao Qiu felt dizzy. All he could think about was the image of himself wearing a shawl and armor, with millions of Yin soldiers under his command, and destroying everyone with a snap of his fingers.
The drink in his mouth was tea, but it was better than strong alcohol, and his face was already flushed.
"Okay, it's settled."
The bad old man ended the topic decisively, fearing that if he continued talking, Liao Qiu would have to lie on the ground.
He looked at Ding Xiaoyi and said: "Let me tell you, probably in the middle of next month, the air flow will change, which will inevitably cause the underworld to ebb. You have been in this nest for so long, it is time to move."
"Great low tide!"
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up. He wanted to catch the sea during this period, but it seemed that after the back door of Huangquan was opened, Huangquan began to become stable, and the tide never ebbed.
Since I had nothing to do, I could only ask Mr. Chen to throw some leftovers and leftovers into the underworld. He thought that if the tide did not go out, he would just take out his treasured fishing rod and fish.
"Okay! I'll send a letter right now and tell this idiot Datou to go home as soon as possible!"
Since the tide is ebbing, the harvest will be huge. How can I do it alone? Of course, I have to call everyone back.
Just like in the busy summer season, no matter how beautiful you are outside, you still have to go home and harvest wheat with your parents.
Besides, I haven’t seen this idiot Datou for a long time. Just looking at his WeChat Moments every day makes me feel weird and panicked, so I just call this guy back to calm him down.
After a few people agreed on the time to gather before heading to the sea next time, the old man and Pangpang hurriedly got up and said goodbye.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the two guys hurriedly coming and going, and always felt that something was wrong.
Looking back at Liao Qiu, who was still smiling, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she seemed to realize something was wrong.
So he walked forward and handed a cup of tea to Liao Qiu: "Brother Qiu."
"ah?"
"Let me ask, where do you get the salary for the 50,000 troops and horses you have now?"
Liao Qiu didn't react for a moment: "Of course it will be deducted from the tax collected. What's wrong?"
After saying that, Ding Xiaoyi stopped talking. Liao Qiu was not stupid either. After he finished speaking, his pupils tightened and his head suddenly buzzed: "Fuck, I was fooled!"