Qin Ye looked around calmly, only to find that there were waiters walking around outside, and there was no Yin spirit in sight anywhere else!
impossible!
This was his first reaction.
If you can't feel it yourself, you need to be a Yin spirit of the Yama level. This place in South Korea... It's not that he is bragging, Hua Guo is now listening and sleeping, and the second king of hell will not be so boring. The Russian tsar will not come, and it is even more impossible for the Indian King of Hell to come here thousands of miles away to tease the tiger's beard in China. No one can hide from his senses.
what happened
Just when he retracted his gaze, he suddenly paused.
There was already a line of words on the table: at twelve o'clock tonight, No. 99, Ligu Road, Zhonglu District.
Those words were nothing, but the person who left the message made Qin Ye stand up abruptly.
Zu Chongzhi!
It was him! Qin Ye slammed the table hard and almost laughed.
Luo Yan's manager rushed in immediately and bowed respectfully again: "Sir, what are your orders?"
Qin Ye shook his head, laughed and walked out.
As soon as he went out, he looked at the streets and alleys with eager eyes.
The city of Seoul has never been so cute... the air is so fresh.
He almost forgot that there are many scholars in Huaguo who have exchanged and studied abroad! Who was talking to him? These people are eagerly waiting to return home!
The country of China is sealed, and no Yin spirits can enter. But... he's a hermaphrodite... Bah! It's an immortal person!
Li Zhenshu can bring the Ravenous Dog and Heysha here, there is no reason why he can't do it!
"Right now, what is lacking the most is people! The return of this group of people will greatly help China's high-tech research and development! They are more familiar with the previous political system, technology, etc., among them, there may be experts in Yinfu! Even Zu Chongzhi himself may be! If it is true... "
The thought of anal prolapse made him feel a little hot all over.
If that's the case... Next, what Fengdu has to do is a historic project - the birth of Zhuxian!
Without the hard work of the old gentlemen such as Zhu Guangya, Peng Hengwu, Deng Jiaxian, Wang Ganchang, Guo Yonghuai, etc., how could there be a mushroom cloud in Lop Nur? How could China be sitting in the position of the five permanent members of the United Nations now
Wuchang never relies on land area. but strength!
Papa, patted his face and forced himself to calm down. He thought about it carefully, there are still many things to do in the new underworld, there is no hope for the six reincarnations, the eighteen hells, and the position of the four permanents is also very empty.
On the day the seal is opened, if there is no nuclear weapon to protect himself, he will definitely be killed by other underworld.
"I'm already looking forward to the evening..." Shaking his head, he returned to the hotel where he was staying, only to find that Wang Chenghao and others were already waiting for him at the door, and there was a stretched sedan, which attracted frequent glances from passersby.
"This is?" he asked suspiciously.
"Hello, Mr. Qin." At this moment, the respectful driver on the side smiled and said, "This is Miss Li's order. It is hard for you to come here. Please make sure that Miss Li is the landlord."
Of course Qin Ye would not refuse.
When he came to Korea, he hadn't had a good time shopping. Enjoy it when it's time to enjoy it is his consistent philosophy.
Man is like a machine, it is always full of clockwork and will collapse sooner or later.
Although it is expected that the place that Li Zhenshu arranged for them will not be bad. But when he actually saw it, even the local tyrant's stupid son, Ichiao, was too frightened to speak.
This is a resort that is not open to the public. It should be one of Li Zhenshu's private plots. The interior is decorated in pure Chinese style, with water pavilions on the terraces, golden chrysanthemums fragrant, and pure Jiangnan water town flavor. The building is an authentic Huizhou architectural style, with black tiles and white walls. Walking in it, there is even a feeling of dreaming back to Han and Tang Dynasties.
It is meticulously crafted and beautiful, and each room is an independent courtyard with its own hot spring!
To be able to win such a piece of land in Seoul, where every inch of land is so precious, can only be said that you can't imagine the happiness of the rich...
"Whatever you want to eat, please let me know. There is a phone in the room. As long as you can tell, you can do it." The driver bowed politely and was about to leave when Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait, Where is No. 99, Ligu Road, Jongno District?"
"It's not far from here, where Changdeokgung Palace is located. The back garden is especially famous. It is the only palace back garden in Korea, representing the highest level of Korean gardens. ? Forgot to say, wherever you want to go, there are drivers on call 24 hours a day."
I really don't want to imagine the happiness of the rich... I just want to feel... Qin Ye groaned, this Nima... the emperor of Korea lived more comfortably than me! It's time to cut the clan!
Asking the driver to leave, Qin Ye nodded towards Wang Chenghao and Oda Nobutada, and his voice carried an eagerness that he didn't even notice: "Tonight, accompany me to a place."
"No problem." Wang Chenghao was stunned for a while, and then a look that I understand: "I have to say, Brother Qin, you just remembered now, I thought I was going with Xinzhong himself."
Qin Ye was inexplicable: "No... how did you know about the wind? I just found out. Could it be that... they notified you before?"
Wang Chenghao also had a beeping look on his face: "No... Does this require notification? Just look for it in the past. Could it be... "
He looked straight at Qin Ye: "Brother Qin, do you have a strategy map?! You are actually Qin Ye like this!"
Qin Ye's face was blank: "So, where are you going?"
"Jiangnan!!" Wang Chenghao's voice was strong and powerful: "Seoul's largest gathering place for massage parlors! Can you be a man if you travel to Korea without planting seeds!"
Qin Ye glanced at the other person as if he were a dead man, his anger rose from his heart, and his wickedness turned to courage: "As for your immature proposal..."
Wang Chenghao immediately connected with knowledge and interest: "I have a hard idea?"
I'm not angry... I'm not angry... Why are you angry with the stupid son of the landlord's family... Qin Ye took a few deep breaths and tilted his head: "Nobuyuki, it's mine if you don't beat him to death."
"… clear… "
"Ah!! No! What are you going to do! I saved you... Don't, don't slap your face! I can see all over my face!"
… … … … … …
Night, twelve o'clock.
The neon lights are soaring into the sky, and Seoul has turned into a city that never sleeps. Changdeokgung Palace on Yulgok-ro has long since closed. Outside the Palace Museum, there is a lot of traffic, and young people wearing trendy clothes come and go from time to time.
"Why is it a little cold?" A woman with beautiful makeup had just walked through Changdeok Palace and looked inside in amazement. Except for the street lights, no one was there.
"Sister Meishu, what's wrong?" the companion asked curiously.
Mei Shu shook her head. Just now, it seemed as if something swept across her body, and it was icy cold. But if you feel it carefully, you can't feel anything.
They couldn't see either, just at the gate of Changdeok Palace, six old men, wearing uniform black official uniforms, were walking anxiously around the gate. But no one could see them. The Changdeok Palace behind them was brightly lit, with red lanterns swaying, and countless pale ghosts lingered around.
"Are you sure it's delivered?" An old man stopped pacing, turned his head and said, "Why hasn't it arrived yet? It's twelve and a half past five!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, don't be impatient." An old man beside him said lightly, "It's only five points."
Even so, the hand he held behind him was shaking violently.
We haven't seen each other for a hundred years, is the homeland safe
No one knew how panicked they were when they couldn't get in touch with Fengdu. It is true that as long as they wanted to, they could get the green card from the Outer Territory immediately. However, no one ever said that.
They didn't tell anyone, and Feng couldn't get in touch. Even in foreign exchanges, it is said that there is occasional contact.
Without the soul of the underworld, it is like duckweed without roots, but now they have finally waited until today!
"It's ten o'clock." Finally, another old man said eagerly, "Friend Lu, are you really in touch?"
"Are you still afraid that the old man won't lie to you?!" Fellow Daoist Lu, the chief engineer of Lu in the daytime, looked at the street anxiously: "It's the manor who has never met before, it should be the Chengcheng mansion in Gyeonggi Province a few days ago. The one of your... is here!"
Before he finished speaking, a cloudy wind descended on the gate of Changdeok Palace. In the overcast wind, two golden ghost fires suddenly opened, and a red robe fluttered in the wind. The familiar Xiezhi listened to the pattern of the eighteen hells... All the old men's throats became sore, their minds became hot, and they fell to their knees with a plop.
They want to talk.
There are a thousand words to say.
I wonder what happened to Fengdu.
I want to tell how hard they have been and how they have been tossing and turning in the past 100 years.
But at this moment, it finally turned into a sentence: "Sir... You are here."
As soon as the words fell, an old man choked out and thumped the ground suddenly: "We... have been waiting for a hundred years!"
"Deportment!" The leader of the old man snorted softly, took a deep breath, and kowtowed hoarsely: "Wei Chen... Director of Fengdu Dali Temple, Shang Yang, I have seen adults!"
"Weichen, Li Chun, chief engineer of the Ministry of National Construction, I have met your lord!" "Weichen, chief engineer of the Ministry of National Construction, Lu Ban, I have seen your lord!"
"Wu Daozi, president of Weichen Xuanyuan Academy, has seen your lord!" "Zhang Zhongjing, vice president of Weichen Xuanyuan Academy, has seen your lord." "Zhang Heng, director of the Geography Department of Weichen, has seen your lord."
Qin Ye let out a sigh of relief.
More than one... He didn't expect that there would be more than one!
Shang Yang, Wu Daozi, Zhang Heng, Zhang Zhongjing, Lu Ban, Li Chun... Covering the five major aspects of medicine, geology, engineering, art, arithmetic! The surprise was too great, to meet these great men in history face to face, even him, at this moment, was a little excited and overturned.
"You don't need to be too polite." He quickly helped the other party up and said fiery: "Please get up, get up quickly."
Everyone helped them up, and he said with emotion: "Everyone, you have worked hard for the past 100 years. Now... you can go home. Please forgive me for being late."
"No problem." Lu Ban, an old man with a square face, wiped his eyes tremblingly - this is a human habit, even though ghosts have no tears: "Sir... What's your name?"
Qin Ye smiled: "The third Hell King, Qin Ye. The second Hell King has resigned and is still in the new underworld."
Instant silence.
Everyone's sadness disappeared in an instant, and they all stared at Qin Ye, unable to hide the shock on their faces.
His words are too informative.
The third Hades
right in front of you
regime change? Now... there is actually a new underworld
What's the matter
I...Is it really right to come back