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Chapter 441 The Republic of China! Yuan Shikai!
On the northbound train, Zhuang Boshi led Zhang Dong all the way north.

Zhuang Boshi, a man of wide experience and knowledge, had witnessed how the four chaotic gods tormented humanity and hardened his heart to the point of being as hard as iron, yet he could not help but feel a sense of melancholy about the state of the Republic of China.

When the Four Gods torment humans, sometimes it's not as bad as humans tormenting each other.

This was a chaotic world of widespread famine and war, where people struggled to survive in the countryside, living from day to day.

People's faces were numb, as if they had only been waiting for death to come since birth. This was truly a hellish world.

War, famine, foreigners.

Landlords, mutinous soldiers, and cunning strategists.

It has become a mountain weighing down on ordinary people.

In comparison, Li Gui is the fairest existence among these mountains.

After all, in this era, few wealthy people can afford to build a safe house made of pure gold, and even if they do, it's difficult to guarantee air and water quality.

Even wealthy families could perish at any moment if they encountered a ruthless and cunning individual.

Unlike the other apathetic Chinese people, Zhang Dong's face was full of compassion.

The Zhang family is a prominent and wealthy family in Dazhou City, with generations of gentry.

Zhang Dong is the eldest son of the Zhang family. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and grew up in luxury. He is a typical rich, handsome, and successful man.

But he was precocious, and seeing the tragic scene along the way, he couldn't help but ask a question.

Is it the wicked and the monstrous more terrifying, or is it humans?

In response to Zhang Dong's question, Zhuang Boshi said meaningfully, "Sometimes you can change people, but you can't change Li Gui."

If Li Gui could be communicated with, no one would consider him their greatest enemy.

Zhang Dong seemed to understand, but not quite.

Compared to when he is nearing the end of his life and his emotions have faded a hundred years later, Zhang Dong is still a passionate young man at this moment.

They are even quite naive.

He would give some money to poor farmers who had no choice but to sell their children.

Seeing bandits harming the people, he couldn't help but step in to stop them.

He would do everything in his power to imprison the treacherous villagers he witnessed attacking them.

Unfortunately, he is far from reaching his peak.

Zhuang Boshi saw Zhang Dong surrounded by some beggars, and he almost lost even the last copper coin he had.

They also witnessed bandits threatening ordinary people, and one of them was almost killed by a crossbow bolt.

Even when imprisoning Li Gui, he almost misjudged the pattern and got himself killed.

Her face turned pale with fright at the sight of a creature that was at most a B-grade beast.

Although he was already very strong, even stronger than people like Li Jun in later generations, he was still far from his true peak.

The biggest difference lies in mindset.

The current Emperor of the Cave Heaven is still a child.

In short, despite the many risks and the hurried pace, we still managed to arrive in Beiping before the sacrificial ceremony.

However, the city of Beiping is now heavily guarded, and even entering requires passing through three checkpoints.

Just as Zhuang Boshi was about to fly in, Zhang Dong actually produced a pass, and all the checkpoints gave him the green light, allowing the two of them to enter openly.

"I thought you were pretty good, you actually came prepared. I underestimated you."

"I wrote a letter to Uncle Yuting and asked him to help me get it done."

Zhang Dong explained, "He and my father were sworn brothers."

"That Zhang Xiaolin from Northeast China?" Zhuang Boshi asked, somewhat surprised.

Zhang Dong seemed to be thinking of his father, and his mood became somewhat depressed again.

"Before my father died, he entrusted us to Uncle Zhang, hoping that he could protect us."

“But my mother was afraid of implicating him, so after my father died, she immediately took my sister and me back to our hometown to hold the funeral.”

"But that person doesn't seem to intend to let you go. Why?"

Zhuang Boshi encountered those twenty-odd men in black outside the Zhang family's old residence; surely they weren't there to pay their respects to Zhang Heng?

Each person controlled more than two fierce ghosts and carried a lot of supernatural props.

The captain at the head of the group even commanded four fierce monsters.

He is comparable to a captain like Cao Yang.

Madam Zhang has taken control of Ghost Lake, so a fight is inevitable, but Zhang Dong and Zhang Youhong are definitely not going to escape now.

Yuan Qingtian has already used the Wishing Ghost to silence everyone, is it really necessary to wipe out the Zhang family completely?

This kind of bandit-like behavior is enough to scare those powerful figures who live on the edge.

Zhuang Boshi was somewhat skeptical.

“He has already fallen into demonic possession,” Zhang Dong said softly.

"He wants to use the wishing ghost to break their family's curse."

"To establish an era where people are truly connected by blood."

"His era belongs to him!"

"Can a wishing ghost really change one's bloodline?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

What kind of gameplay is this?
Zhang Dong was clearly furious: "He thinks the wishing ghost can do it."

“But my father thought it was wishful thinking.”

"It is highly likely that the evil spirits will be fully revived, killing a large number of innocent people!"

Zhuang Boshi exclaimed, "I must say, your exploration of the paranormal has truly broadened my horizons."

That idiot Zhao Kaiming didn't understand the mechanism of the wishing ghost, and instead his whole family was killed by the ghost's supernatural power.

Yuan Qingtian cleverly used the family curse to share the cost of making a wish.

Now, they're even going to use the wishing ghost to become everyone's biological father.

Although it's outrageous, it's also feasible.

No wonder the Seven Elders looked down on those ghost tamers of later generations.

Whether it's their utter audacity or their abilities as demon tamers, these predecessors from the Republic of China era were truly ruthless!

In comparison, even if Ye Zhen used a living person to die in his place, it wouldn't amount to much.

"Uncle Zhuang," Zhang Dong said cautiously, "Can I ask you something?"

"whats the matter?"

After spending some time together, Zhang Dong finally revealed more of his youthful spirit, and was no longer as stern and resentful as he had been when they first met.

"Are you a ghost tamer?" he asked cautiously.

Zhuang Boshi raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said, "Don't I look like a ghost tamer?"

"No, no," Zhang Dong said nervously. "I have a special ability that I can sense supernatural beings, even if the evil spirit is controlled by someone, even if it is made into a supernatural artifact, even if it is in a deep ghost realm."

"I can sense it all; the stronger the sinister force, the stronger my inner resistance becomes."

“But I didn’t sense any supernatural presence in you.”

Zhuang Boshi looked him up and down: "You're right, I'm not a ghost tamer."

Zhang Dong quickly explained, "I don't want to pry into your secrets, but if there is another power that doesn't originate from Li Gui, then there will be hope for this world."

"I just want the world to be free of evil and for everyone to be able to live a good life."

"What an amazing dream," said Bosch Zhuang. "To be able to make a wish in the face of such a terrible situation."

"Zhangdong—"

"You have the potential to be an emperor."

Zhang Dong lowered his head somewhat embarrassed.

During their conversation, the two arrived near the Temple of Heaven.

But looking at the guards who were already under martial law and armed with guns, and the ghost tamers whose auras were hidden among the guards.

Around the Temple of Heaven, there stands a massive Temple of Heaven with a series of strange pillars.

"What are they doing?" Zhuang Boshi asked, puzzled.

"They're planning to hold the ceremony at midnight." "Midnight?" Zhang Dong asked, puzzled. "Shouldn't it be three-quarters past dawn?"

“This is not a normal ceremony; a normal ceremony is a sacrifice to heaven.”

"This is a ritualistic exorcism."

As for whether Yuan Shen was a human after completing the grand ceremony.

Or is it a cunning and sinister force disguised in human skin?

Zhang Dong said sincerely, "Uncle Zhuang, I still have that same request."

"If you can hold off those guards and give me a one-on-one opportunity—"

"You're not ready yet."

Zhuang Boshi seemed to have thought of a new way to play. His eyes gleamed as he looked Zhang Dong up and down, a smile appearing on his face.

“However, since you’ve already called me uncle, I have a way to make you take down Yuan Qingtian right now.”

"In return, you only need to accompany me to Peach Blossom Spring."
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The Yuan residence.

Yuan Qingtian was hunched over, looking at intelligence reports at his dimly lit desk.

His face was very old, his skin was full of wrinkles, and he exuded an undeniable stench.

His cloudy eyes shifted slightly as he looked at the family photo on the wall.

A photo of their family.

The previous generation has all turned into shadows, and he is the only one left of his generation.

He is going to die.

Even their family will face its end.

Even though he has reached this position and even controlled the Wish Ghost, achieving an unprecedented balance of curses within the family.

But as soon as he dies, everything will collapse instantly, like a castle in the air.

The family would then decline, not only because the surviving jackals had their eyes on this piece of fat meat.

And the spirits of those family members who died.

The curse is about to go out of balance.

When that time comes, those souls that have broken free from their bonds will turn around and hunt down the bloodline of their families.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A lean man walked in.

This is his confidant, the head of the Black-Clad Society, and also his nephew.

Yuan Baocheng.

Yuan Baocheng respectfully handed over a list and said, "Your Majesty, this is the list of attendees for tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony to Heaven."

Yuan Qingtian glanced at it casually and then snorted coldly.

"Are those people still not coming?"

Yuan Baocheng said coldly, "Feng, Duan, Cao, and the others have all claimed to be ill. Only Xu and Yang will come to attend the ceremony."

"In addition, there are ambassadors from seven countries, and Mr. Ishii, the Japanese Foreign Minister."

"Alright." Yuan Qingtian waved his hand to stop his report.

"They're all insignificant people."

“Those traitors, if it weren’t for my support back then, they might still be scrambling for food in some mud pit.”

"Now that everyone's claiming illness and not coming, are they really that sure I'll fail?"

Yuan Baocheng continued, "Furthermore, the troops from the south have already arrived in Hunan."

"Cai! Yun! Zhou!"

Yuan Qingtian pronounced the name through gritted teeth.

“If I hadn’t appreciated him back then, given him the power to control the sick ghost, and promoted him repeatedly beyond the norm, how could he have achieved his current status?”

"I never expected that this kid would lead a rebellion after becoming the warlord!"

"I knew earlier..."

Speaking of anger, Yuan Qingtian couldn't help but cough twice.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Even when offered words of concern, Yuan Baocheng's expression remained cold.

Yuan Qingtian slammed his fist on the table, his face extremely grim: "Zhang Heng!!"

"If he hadn't hurt me, I wouldn't be in such a hurry!"

Back then, he single-handedly trained Zhang, Duan, Feng, Cao and others.

But you can't rely on any of them!
It's either rebellion or standing by and watching!

He coldly tossed aside some official documents: "What about the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven tomorrow night?"

"How are the arrangements going?"

“Everything is settled,” Yuan Baocheng said succinctly.

“The ceremony, the deployment, the security, and Wu Baoli.”

"Everything is in place."

“We will put in some ‘bugs’ to lure the snake out of its hole.”

"They will definitely jump out."

“They only have this one chance,” Yuan Baocheng said with a cold laugh.

"It's just a minor ailment." Yuan Qingtian suddenly asked, "What about Zhang Heng's family?"

Yuan Baocheng hesitated for a moment: "The Black-Clad Society has failed."

"What?" Yuan Qingtian's sharp eyes suddenly turned to Yuan Baocheng.

"Why did it take you so long to report something so important to me!"

Yuan Baocheng lowered his head in fear: "Originally, the Jia-class squad would have killed their entire family on the seventh day of mourning."

"But since that day, Team A has lost contact."

"We only discovered the problem yesterday because the telegraph line was broken."

"Yesterday, Squad C went to Zhang's house to check the situation and found that Squad A had been completely wiped out and Zhang's house was deserted."

"According to paranormal reenactments, the person who killed Squad A was a strange man."

"Humph!"

Yuan Qingtian clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table.

The table shattered into pieces!

"Then let them live one more day, until everything is done."

"I'll go there myself!"

Although he appeared furious, Yuan Qingtian was filled with a chilling panic inside.

Forty years ago, a Hutuktu from the southwest gave him a fortune reading.

When the Killing Star and the Seal Star complement each other, the resulting fortune is immeasurable.

When the Hurting Officer sees the Official, the Indirect Resource steals the Eating God.

In his later years, Tai Chi became unbalanced, ultimately leading to the calamity of the youngest corner clashing with the palace.

The killer was not a weapon, but the result of the cycle of Heaven.

The violent and tyrannical will not meet a natural end.

This clearly reflects his life.

The ups and downs will eventually be broken by a young boy who is destined to rise to power.

Don't die a good death!

(End of this chapter)