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Wei Youliang's ears were buzzing.
He felt crazy, really crazy!
At this moment, who still remembers Kong Mo? Who still remembers Qufu Shanhaiguan? He stared blankly at the people around him. The older he got, the heavier his breathing became, the more the ghost fire shone, and his hands were shaking.
The young Yin spirits are better, but their breathing is equally heavy, and there are even quite a few Yin spirits who have already covered their faces with their hands and cried bitterly.
It is true that Yin spirits have no tears, but the ghost fires they kept spewing from their fingers told all the Yin spirits that they were truly heartbroken and grief-stricken.
This bait has simply hooked into the deepest and softest place in the hearts of all Yin souls!
"My daughter..." Wei Youliang felt that his eyes were blurred, his feet were walking on the clouds: "I...Is there a chance to see her again?"
He suddenly grabbed the arm of a Yin spirit beside him: "I, did I hear it right?"
"No! No!!" It was a middle-aged man who screamed in a choked voice at this moment: "You heard right!! We all heard it!!"
Yin spirits spontaneously formed small piles of three or five groups, regardless of whether they knew each other or not, and shouted excitedly: "Yeah! I don't know how many work points! My grandmother has been paralyzed, I-I must go and see!" This, this is much more powerful than Master Kong! Returning Yang... Returning Yang!! Master Kong... No! Kong Mo never mentioned it!" "This is the orthodoxy of the underworld! This is the orthodoxy of the royal family! I, I suddenly thank you They played the song... Poncho!"
Wei Youliang is like stepping on the clouds, the scenes of the sun flashed before his eyes, gentle wife, well-behaved daughter... wait for me... must wait for me!
Dad... see you again soon!
boiling.
The whole city was completely boiling for this sentence. Qin Ye didn't stop him, and before he knew it, someone shouted in a hoarse voice, "Long live the underworld!!"
Then, the second, the fifth, the tenth... a hundred thousand ten thousand!
It was scattered at first, but after a minute, as if inspired, Qi Qi shouted at Qin Ye, "Long live the underworld!! Long live the underworld!!"
Qin Ye nodded with a smile, finally letting go of the big stone in his heart. Then he smiled and said: "Choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. From now on, Laoli Mirror Palace is located, as an all-weather open registration desk, pioneers, technicians, practitioners, and ordinary Yin spirits will be registered. One month After that, registration ends.”
"I will definitely go!!" Wei Youliang shouted with all his strength, as if he could be selected. Very naive, but just as naive as him, at the moment I don't know millions of Yin spirits.
Qin Ye's figure slowly disappeared, and a majestic voice fell from the air: "This is the end of the first Ghost People Representative/Conference. The meeting is dismissed."
As his voice fell, a row of ghost lanterns lit up in the city within the city.
Red.
As far as the eyes can see, there are dozens of rows in the huge square of 10,000 meters, and at least 3,000 criminals are already sitting there. Next to it are tens of thousands of heavily armed underworld soldiers.
Very shabby.
A row of wooden tables, with a row of Taishi chairs behind. Pitch black, but very imposing.
But no matter how simple or imposing, the next second... At least 60% of the Yin spirits in the whole city swarmed over!
"Don't rush! Do you think you can sign up by pushing me!" "Let me go ahead! My wife and son are still waiting for me to go back!" "Why let me go! My husband is still waiting for me!" "Don't push... don't squeeze! Who is touching me!"
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"Tsk tsk tsk... It's really dirty! It can't smell dirty!" Behind the square was the original six-story building. Qin Ye was on the fifth floor, watching this scene with emotion. But before he could watch it for a long time, a disgusting voice came from behind.
It's classmate Wang Yiwei.
"Don't you think it's spectacular?" Qin Ye murmured without turning his head, letting the wind ruffle his bangs.
As far as the eye can see.
Thousands of meters in front of them is the registration point. At this moment... at least tens of millions of ghost fires are gathered around, and the scene of the Yin Spirit Galaxy is reappearing!
Wang Yiwei walked up to him, lay on the railing like him, and sneered: "I only know that according to our algorithm, if they work very hard, after developing a city, they will get a life and death book, and a dream, A chance to return the sun... Master Qin, you really make the most of everything..."
"Nonsense, it's hard to return the sun!" Qin Ye rolled his eyes at him angrily: "If it weren't for the appearance of these new buildings, I wouldn't even dare to make this wish!"
No... I think you dare... really...
Wang Yiwei pouted and said nothing. After a few minutes, he said, "What should I do next?"
Qin Ye finally sighed, turned around, leaned his back on the railing, looked at the dark sky with a wry smile: "What should I do... I will do it to death!"
"I said, can you not ask this kind of question without wink? I have never visited Qufu, which is so big. Qufu... oh, no, I don't know exactly what industry Pengqiu has. This month's liquidation of tens of millions of dollars. I was so busy with the household registration. I didn’t even have time to see the treasure house of Pengqiu! After I got it back from the Mirror Palace, I never saw it again after a drop of blood!”
"Also! Pengqiu had currency in the era of the end of Confucius, and now the currency system must be proposed! There is also the establishment of the security system! The construction of the pioneering team... My God! I feel bad!"
Wang Yiwei stabbed the knife reluctantly: "There is also Kong Mo who may come back at any time. In addition, there is the Taoist... Oh, yes, you have to communicate with Yangjian and communicate with Yangjian... tsk tsk tsk... After all, you have to peel off your skin if you don't die?"
"...You seem to be smiling happily?"
"… so obvious?"
"...No, not obvious, so, just pat me..."
Wang Yiwei looked at Qin Ye who was looking forward to it like a ghost, and understood the other party's idea that he was under too much pressure and wanted to vent, but...
Saint Seiya will never hit the same move twice!
"The ministers are still waiting for you..." she resisted weakly, and tucked her tail and fled away.
Seeing the figure of the other side hugging his head, Qin Ye rubbed his brows with a headache.
For a whole month, everything was reported by the Great Secretary Su Dongxue. As the top leader, you have never met the newly promoted ministers, can you believe it
It shows how busy this month has been.
"When the busy days are over, it's time to go back to Yangjian to sell vacations... It's been more than a month, I'm afraid the Wuyang government is crazy... um... The last week." He sighed, in fact he didn't know, a week Can you figure it out.
Today, it is the meeting of various departments that he has set, plus a work report meeting.
There are still a lot of things to do in the future. The underworld is going to overtake a car in a corner. Now it is a corner, and there is a Lamborghini. But how to drive, still need his driver to control. The minister of each department is the machine of the car, and he must hold the steering wheel firmly so that the car will not fall.
It can be imagined that in the past two or three years, he has been busy in the world during the day and in the underworld at night. Fortunately, the judge has completely inedible and does not need sleep, otherwise he would not know how he died.
Oh... and Kong Mo, and the Taoist Lord, and the beginning of communication with Yangjian in a few months... I just want to find an umbilical cord to strangle myself!
"Come on step by step..." He only felt his temples swell, he smiled bitterly, and was about to go down. Suddenly, he was stunned and stood upstairs.
Brush... Yin Silu flew out of his chest at some point, exuding a faint light, and the lines above were rapidly writing.
As soon as he read the first sentence, he felt his eyes light up, and immediately read it carefully.
Name: Qin Ye (small name Goudan).
Birthplace: Liuertuozi Village, Gazigou, Tang'an County, Qingguang City.
Family members: grandfather (deceased) parents (deceased).
Date of birth: October 1, 1938.
Merit: 370,000/5,000,000.
"Captured the giant city, wiped out the rebels, and got 300,000 merit points. The details are as follows..."
Thirty-seven thousand!
He was so happy that he wanted to jump!
This has never been tens of thousands, and the merits of hundreds of thousands have increased!
This is the magic of war!
"No...why are you only coming out now? Pengqiu has been fighting for a month!" Without getting carried away, he immediately thought: "Yes... Today, the Yin Spirit was reluctantly taken care of. That is to say, Yin Silu judged Pengqiu earlier. Qiu doesn't belong to me completely, until this moment, can the decree really get through. And there is an accurate scale of villages, towns, counties and cities. So it only appears now? And, there is a list of merits? Never before!"
Make a plan and get 50,000 merit points.
Take the lead and get 20,000 merit points.
The first time to get through the underworld passage, get 100,000 merit points!
Captured Qufu and gained 30,000 merit points.
Gather people's hearts and get 100,000 merit points!
Compilation of New Jifu Chronicle (to be continued), in the initial stage, get 50,000 merit points.
The first governor (to be continued), in the initial stage, obtained 20,000 merit points.
There were six projects in total, and he finished it quickly. Then, he fell into deep thought.
"The one who has achieved the most is to open the passage to the underworld and win people's hearts." He drew his finger lightly on the railing: "Opening the passage to the underworld, needless to say, this is the first step in rebuilding the underworld. It symbolizes that the underworld is moving towards a new The world, 100,000 points is worthy of its symbol. And... there are two words for the first time. It should drop a lot next time."
"Mastering people's hearts, there won't be many next time. Pengqiu has 20 million Yin spirits this time, and this is converted to 100,000. Moreover, in the future development in Dongshan, Yin spirits have already been 'mastered' by me, and it is impossible. There is a follow-up." He rubbed his brows and thought, "So... what about Hui Province?"
"Can Hui Province get the achievement reward of 'Mastering the Heart' again? No, I have to let Oda Nobunaga try it... By the way! There are so many people in Pengqiu, it's time to immigrate to Hui Province. But... send a special team Army escort? Is the cost too high? If I ask Di Ting for scales, will it give me a slap?"
A World War seems to have opened the door to a new world. He suddenly discovered that there are so many ways to obtain merit!
How to do it specifically, whether he has to do it himself is counted on his head, he has not tried these yet. However... At least we can know that five million rulers are not a dream!
Fujun... Now let's take aside the highest combat power of Listening!
Once you become the ruler of the government... don't care if you are the most cowardly ruler in history, anyway... you can barely be a god of death in a small country!
The rulers of the government are all done, will Yama still be far away
"No... Calm down... Calm down!" Forcing himself to calm down, his eyes turned to the last two lines.
The first few lines are very clear, but the last two lines hide a lot of tricks!
"If I'm not mistaken... this may be the conversion method for the merits of the heavens... and the best way to obtain merits!"