Chapter 5336 The Messenger of the Ghost Realm Returns to His Homeland in Dignity
Tang Zhen’s spiritual thoughts quietly followed Mu Qi.
Mu Qi did not know about this matter, otherwise he would have been frightened.
He killed four enemies in a short period of time, which was unbelievable in the past.
If he had to rely on his own means, even Mu Qi would not be able to do this even if he was exhausted.
No matter which one of the four enemies he killed before was stronger than Muki, his methods were more powerful, and his mood was more cruel.
No matter his identity or status, he is not comparable to Mucci.
But Mu Qi, who signed the contract, could kill him in a single thought, and the other party had no ability to resist.
Killing the enemy is like killing a chicken, completely effortless.
Mu Qi was able to do this only because he served Tang Zhen and was an envoy from the Dreamland Ghost Realm.
From the moment his identity changed, he began to regard human life as an ant, stealing the qualifications for longevity from reincarnation.
The longevity of every living being is actually given by rules, that is, it is destined by God.
But God’s gift does not mean that you can die of old age.
Various accidents will harvest creatures and cause them to die for various reasons.
The ghost realm messenger is to act as an accident, harvest the loss of Yangshou allowed by the rules, and then use the longevity money to feed the dream beasts.
It sounds complicated, but it's actually very simple.
Yangshou is actually the origin of the world and a gift to living beings.
It is a kind of rule power, which is most suitable for absorption by beings like divine beasts who master the rules.
Tang Zhen must pay attention to such an important matter, so he was given a set of customized equipment.
For the sake of safety, two sleepers were even sent to transform into imp slaves driven by the messenger.
The behavior of the Ghost Realm Messenger will be excluded by the rules, and the chance of accidents will be higher.
Like a blood-sucking mosquito, it is always hard to escape being swatted to death.
Tang Zhen knows this, so he is not stingy in terms of welfare, but it requires a step-by-step process of obtaining it.
If it is done in one step, various problems will inevitably arise.
The car moved forward quickly, heading straight to a city thousands of miles away, but it was not the place where the mastermind behind the scenes lived.
Before killing the other party, Mucci decided to go back home first.
He knew very well that there would be no possibility of his return, so he had to arrange some things properly.
From now on, I have no worries and can walk alone.
The car drove for a day and a night, and finally came to a village.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the car, the villagers showed surprised expressions, their eyes full of curiosity and awe.
Mechanical cars have just emerged in this world, and are a means of transportation that can only be owned by the upper class.
Just before today, there had never been a car in this small, backward village.
People are waiting and watching, where did this noble man come from, and why did he come to this small mountain village?
Soon they were surprised to find that the nobleman driving the car turned out to be a young man walking out of the village.
There are actually many young people in the village who travel to other places just to make a living.
The villagers were very surprised, jealous and awe at the same time. They wanted to know what happened to Mu Qi?
They flocked to Mu Qi's house one after another, wanting to inquire about the specific situation and see if they could follow suit.
Why can Mucci become prosperous but they can’t?
Mu Qi returned home and just after saying a few words, a group of villagers came to visit.
Then more villagers arrived one after another, inquiring inside and outside, trying to find ways to gain wealth.
When Mu Qi's family saw this, they were excited and panicked. Their family had never been so prosperous.
But they also know that these villagers are just flies chasing fishy smells, and they only come here to seek benefits.
Therefore, there is a touch of disgust in my heart, but it is difficult to show it.
Mu Qi was all smiles. When asked by the villagers how to make big money, he gave a mixed answer.
He told a group of villagers that a real land god appeared in a big city far away.
This god is very powerful, has magical means, and allows people to exchange their lifespan for money.
The price is also very reasonable. One year of life can be exchanged for one or two gold.
“I was lucky enough to meet the apprentice of the land immortal and became his agent.
Help the immortal collect Yangshou, no matter who he is, as long as he signs the contract If you sign a contract, you can get gold or banknotes immediately." When Muki said this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
His eyes swept across several villagers, all of whom were wealthy households in the village. They had bullied the Mu Qi family many times in the early years.
For so many years, I have always looked down on Mucci and his family.
Now that Mu Qirong has returned to his hometown, they shamelessly come forward just to get some benefits.
When Mu Qi was very young, he secretly vowed to make the bastards who bullied him pay the price.
Now that he finally has an opportunity, how could he miss it so easily? The villain must pay the price.
The strange experience of these two days made Mucci undergo a radical change, and he no longer had the mentality of a low-level person before.
Abandoned the useless kindness, no longer wronged myself, and vowed to make the wicked get retribution.
At this moment, the villagers were all stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces.
This is the first time they have heard that Yangshou can be exchanged for money. It feels too outrageous.
“Real or fake? It’s not a lie, right?”
"There are a lot of scammers out there, and it's normal to be cheated. My relatives were deceived miserably."
"Scammers can drive such a good car, why don't I believe it!"
"You said you would give money when you sign the contract, can you do that now?"
Some villagers were full of doubts, and some were eager to try. They had been attracted by what Mu Qi told him.
The wealthy people in the village even took the initiative to ask Mu Qi, their eyes full of greed and desire.
Things are related to wealth and they are naturally very positive.
“Of course I’ll give you the money, and I’ll cash it in immediately!”
After saying this, Mu Qi opened the box next to him and showed the contents to everyone.
The stacks of neat banknotes and the bright yellow metal made a group of villagers suddenly wide-eyed.
They became short of breath, drooled, and clenched their fists uncontrollably.
There were even a few men with greedy and fierce eyes, as if they were planning to rob.
But there were too many people at the moment, and they didn’t dare to take action. But if it was late at night, someone would inevitably take risks.
Muchi looked at it and just smiled softly.
"I am willing to sell Yang Shou for ten years, not... twenty years!"
A scoundrel in the village was the first to jump out and said to him with gleaming eyes. Muki shouted.
In his heart, he didn't believe what Mu Qi said at all, but these were not important, as long as he could get the money.
The villagers looked at Muki, and I wanted to see his reaction.
"Of course there is no problem."
Muchi took out a paper and pen and said to the rogue man: "How many years of life are for sale, just write it down with a pen."< br>
The scoundrel man immediately came forward and held the pen barrel tightly with his fist. It was obvious that he could not write.
"I want to sell it for a hundred years, please figure out how much it will cost!"
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
“How can you live for a hundred years at such an old age?”
“If you can live for a hundred years, I will live for ten thousand years!”
“Hahaha, if you can live for ten thousand years, that’s a big bastard!”
The villagers joked and laughed, and the scoundrel just laughed along with him, while looking at Muki expectantly.
"You can just write ten years on this piece of paper."
Muchi took out the red talisman and yellow paper, pointed to the blank space and said.
“Let’s write a hundred years, or fifty years is fine.”
The rogue man discussed it with a playful smile, but Mu Qi was unmoved and told him that he could only write ten years. Year.
Seeing that his begging had no effect, the scoundrel could only mumble and write the number "ten" on the paper.
“I’ve finished writing, please give me the money!”
The scoundrel man looked at Muki with expectation on his face.
(End of this chapter)