The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 299 Get me a sedan chair for the emperor's coronation.

Song Mang received a message from a prison guard.

They were looking for her everywhere, saying they were about to send her to the auction, and if she didn't show up, the two jailers would be punished.

She didn't really care about the lives of the other ghosts; she was just worried that the castle caretaker wouldn't be able to find her, and that Commander Meng would send caretakers everywhere to search for her.

In addition, she thought the arena might be related to the ancient castle's magical artifact refining function, and she also wanted to see what the arena's auction was like.

Song Mang walked back towards the passage and said to the others, "I have to go first. If you also want to leave here, then come with me."

The Xuanyuan father and son quickly followed.

Xuanyuan Sheng said to her, "Miss Song, I am trapped in this place. I originally planned to use Qi Laodao's spatial ghost tablet to leave together, but he has left first. I wonder if you have any other way to leave here?"

There's a teleportation array inside.

Song Mang looked at Xi Jinzhi and asked, "Teacher Xi, where does that teleportation array you set up go?"

Xi Jinzhi replied, "You can teleport to any place you've been. Just imagine the scene of that place in your mind."

"So convenient?!"

Song Mang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could just be teleported directly to the cell later!

Xuanyuan Sheng looked at Xi Jinzhi in astonishment, "You can teleport to a place just by imagining a scene in your mind? What level of teleportation array is this?"

Xuan Yuanxi also said, "I remember that teleportation arrays are point-to-point teleportation, right? That is, there is a teleportation array here, and the place we want to go also needs to have a teleportation array, so that we can teleport smoothly."

That's how my teacher taught me when I was learning formations. Although my formation skills aren't great, I think I haven't misremembered this key point.

The Sword Saint quickly pulled the two apart with a look of disgust and said to the others, "Everyone, I'm sorry, my junior has no experience."

Then, he looked at them and whispered, "The immortals in the celestial realm and the ghost immortals in the underworld all use formations like this. It's very common, so don't ask any more questions!"

If he weren't a sword cultivator who wasn't good at setting up teleportation arrays, he would have set up one to send those two ignorant guys away!
Xuanyuan Sheng: "..."

Xuanyuan Xi: "..."

Not long after, they returned to the medicine room, where Xi Jinzhi revised the formation.

"The formation can now teleport multiple people."

But Song Mang said, "I'll send it first. You all go to the gladiatorial arena auction and wait for me."

The father and son, Xuanyuan, obediently replied, "Okay!"

Before Song Mang left, she noticed that the quack doctor was packing his things and was also preparing to leave the medicine room.

She said to the Ghost Doctor, "Ghost Doctor, you should stay with the Lord for now. I'll give you a paper phone; you can use it to contact him if anything happens."

Song Mang immediately burned a cell phone for him.

The doctor, holding his phone, looked at her with a hint of resentment and said, "Boss, why won't you let me follow you? I feel like I'm much more useful than that big oaf."

"That stingy idiot Zhao Gao, who would want to follow him? I feel like throwing up just looking at him! He even made me research some kind of soul-severing and rebirth technique, that stuff is impossible to research, it's a complete waste of my time!"

"Then don't bother with the research. You don't need to work for him anymore anyway, so just pretend you're doing it!"

Song Mang came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "I'm hiring you for a hefty sum, but keeping you by his side means I'm entrusting you with important responsibilities. Wait for my news!"

The quack doctor's eyes lit up immediately. "I see! Boss, then I'll wait for your news!"

"Ah."

Song Mang turned to leave, but the quack doctor grabbed her tightly and said, "Boss, don't keep them waiting too long!"

I heard the boss has hired dozens of employees, and he's afraid the other ghosts will try to steal his favor while he's away! Song Mang gave him an OK sign, then walked back into the teleportation array.

She imagined the scene of the gladiatorial arena prison in her mind, and soon she appeared in the innermost cell.

The two jailers who had taken her to the bar were standing at the cell door, whispering anxiously to each other.

"Where did she go? I searched the whole bar, but I couldn't find her anywhere!"

"She didn't run away, did she? We're doomed!"

Song Mang walked towards them and said, "I'm back. When are you taking me to the auction?"

The two jailers were startled when they saw her appear silently in the cell.

"What are you doing in there? How did you get back?!"

There's no need to tell you that.

Song Mang said.

"Anyway, now that I'm back, you can report back, right?"

"Ok."

She declined to elaborate, so the two prison guards didn't press her further.

After a while, the castle administrator appeared at the entrance to the prison passage and took some prisoners away.

Song Mang was among them.

However, she was clearly different from the other mortals. While everyone else was locked in a cage, Song Mang was locked in a separate cage.

Song Mang leaned against the cage bars, looking at a castle caretaker pushing a cage nearby, and said, "Brother, could you get me a more luxurious cage?"

The administrator glanced at her and recognized Song Mang as the incredibly wealthy woman.

This rich woman even tried to poach them for jobs!
We must give face to our future boss!

He coughed lightly. "Logically speaking, this shouldn't be possible. But Commander Meng said your status is rather special and requires special arrangements, so I can help you apply for it."

Song Mang's eyes lit up, and she found a picture on her phone. "I want this kind, is that okay? This looks more comfortable. If the food is in a good mood, the meat will be more tender, right? I used to be a professional pig farmer at a pig farm, you can trust me!"

The administrator's expression froze for a moment when he saw the emoji on her phone. "This doesn't look like a cage, does it?"

Isn't this the sedan chair used for the emperor's coronation?!

Are you here to go to jail or to become an emperor?
He stared at Song Mang with a complicated expression for a moment, "Miss, you're putting me in a really difficult position!"

Song Mang stuffed 200,000 ghost money directly into his clothes, saying, "Here's 200,000. I see the brothers are working hard here, so you can share it with them."

I'm about to be eaten alive, what's wrong with enjoying a little bit of the emperor's bounty? There's a saying, "Respect for the dead is paramount!"

"!!!!!!"

The manager hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Stop! Guys! Go get a palanquin for an emperor's coronation... oh no, I mean a more luxurious cage!"

Other administrators were somewhat dissatisfied with this.

"What's going on? The auction is about to start, can you please stop causing trouble here!"

"Exactly, why do prisoners want such luxurious cages? Why are they so picky!"

He held a stack of ghost money and said, "But she gave me 200,000 and we split it."

(End of this chapter)