Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 243 The Chief Instructor of 100,000 Yin Soldiers

The night is deep and the moonlight is like water.

Roger slipped out of the mortuary, heading straight for Ren Tingting's bedroom.

Meanwhile, inside the mortuary.

Uncle Nine and Four Eyes were sitting at the table, each with a cup of tea.

They chatted while drinking tea.

Si Mu took a sip of tea, then suddenly lowered his voice and asked:

"Senior brother, this Mr. Luo's connections are truly extraordinary."

"They say they can resurrect people, and they can even bring back to life a dead ghost like Dong Xiaoyu."

"This connection is even stronger than that of our ancestor!"

Uncle Nine nodded, his tone serious: "That's right."

“Junior brother, let me tell you, if you follow Mr. Luo, you’ll definitely get a good job in the underworld.”

"I heard he's planning to expand into the market and do business with foreigners."

"From now on, the underworld will not only accept Chinese ghosts, but also foreign vampires."

Upon hearing this, Si Mu was so excited he almost dropped his teacup.

"Is there such a good thing?"

Then, he suddenly looked at Uncle Nine with a strange expression: "Senior brother, why aren't you going?"

Uncle Nine sighed and boasted in a calm tone, "I've got a permanent position underground now."

"The job of printing ghost money is stable, the benefits are good, and you can even secretly print a few extra bills to supplement your family income."

"This kind of business venture is better left to you people without government jobs."

Although I felt that my senior brother was showing off his official position.

But Si Mu was also moved to tears: "My senior brother is so good to me."

"You're leaving all the opportunities for promotion and a raise for me!"

Uncle Nine waved his hand: "Don't say that, we are fellow disciples."

"Now it's my turn to lend you a hand, it's only right that I do."

With tears welling up in his eyes, Si Mu said, "Senior brother, I will definitely not let you down."

"When I become a high-ranking official down here, I'll arrange a sinecure for you so you can spend your days drinking tea and slacking off."

Uncle Nine smiled slightly: "Then we'll wait for you to make it big."

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep brotherly affection.

……

On the other side, in the small pavilion in the backyard of the Ren family, the moonlight illuminated the figures of the two people embracing.

Roger leaned back in his chair, with Ren Tingting sitting in his lap, her eyes filled with suspicion.

She asked softly, "Are you planning to run away?"

Upon hearing this, Roger immediately put on a hurt expression: "Me? Run away?"

"What are you talking about!"

Am I that kind of jerk?

Ren Tingting stared into his eyes, her tone firm: "You're that kind of scumbag."

Roger was speechless.

He sighed and explained, "I'm not running away; I have important business to attend to."

"At most, I'll be away for a month or two."

"I'll come back to you after I've finished taking care of things."

"When the time comes, I'll take you abroad for a trip."

Ren Tingting's eyes lit up instantly when she heard the words "going abroad".

"I've never been abroad before."

She asked excitedly, "What's it like abroad?"

"Are there many tall buildings, and foreigners driving foreign cars?"

Roger couldn't help but laugh: "Pretty much."

You can go wherever you want.

Ren Tingting listened with a face full of anticipation.

She suddenly thought of a question: "Should I learn a foreign language?"

Roger shook his head: "No need, I will use magic to make you understand all languages."

"As long as you behave."

Ren Tingting looked at him, and although she was still a little reluctant to part with him, she obediently nodded:

"Okay, then you must come back soon."

"I'm waiting for you to take me abroad to see the world."

Roger grasped her hand and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, I won't run away." Ren Tingting chuckled, "You make it sound like you've run away yourself."

Roger coughed twice: "Of course not, am I that kind of person?"

……

The next morning, the sun shone brightly, and birds sang sweetly amidst the fragrance of flowers.

Roger and Master Four Eyes packed up and prepared to leave the town.

Behind Si Mu, a row of bouncing corpses stood ready to go, their steps so orderly they looked like they were going to a military parade.

Roger watched this scene and couldn't help but shake his head:
"Your method of transporting corpses is too slow, too tiring, and too degrading."

Si Mu sighed as he arranged the talismans, "I want to hurry too."

"But Mr. Luo, your rickshaw can't fit them all."

Roger smiled slightly and said rather mysteriously:
"Have you ever heard of a supernatural power called the Heavenly Pot?"

Upon hearing this, Si Mu seemed to realize something:
"Are you talking about those kinds of extraordinary powers, like hiding a universe in a sleeve or making Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed?"

Roger nodded: "Exactly."

He raised his hand and gently swiped, breaking through the space, revealing a hidden world inside.

Si Mu stared in disbelief: "They've already broken through space?"

Roger laughed and said, "Put your corpse inside."

Si Mu quickly directed the corpses to jump into the space one by one.

He turned to look at Roger, his face full of admiration: "Mr. Roger, you know this kind of magic?"

Roger waved his hand: "Just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

"Do you want to learn?"

"I can teach you."

Upon hearing this, Si Mu almost knelt down and begged to become his disciple: "Of course I want to learn!"

Roger patted him on the shoulder: "Get in the car first, I'll teach you on the way."

After saying that, he patted his car door.

He glanced at the gleaming rickshaw with a sigh:
"I never thought I'd be riding in a rickshaw."

He sighed as he climbed into the passenger seat.

While driving, Roger taught Four Eyes the incantation for the Pot Heaven spell.

The four of them listened, completely mesmerized.

Roger smiled slightly and asked in a relaxed tone:
"I heard from Uncle Jiu that you plan to follow me from now on?"

Upon hearing this, Si Mu immediately nodded vigorously: "That's right, I've wanted to switch tracks for a long time."

"The corpse transporters are exposed to the wind and sun all day long, and the corpses are difficult to manage. The key issue is that the clients often turn into corpses."

"There is no future at all."

"However, I need to get this client home first."

Roger nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, you have professional ethics."

Si Mu smiled and said, "Of course, we corpse drivers value honest business practices the most."

Roger suddenly changed the subject: "But do you know what I'm going to do?"

Four eyes asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Roger smirked: "I'm going to dig up the Dragon Emperor's grave."

Upon hearing this, Si Mu's eyes widened: "The Dragon Emperor?"

"Is that the one who was cursed by a sorcerer two thousand years ago and turned into a terracotta warrior?"

Roger nodded: "Yes, that's him."

Si Mu gasped, "That guy is not someone to be trifled with."

"I heard that once he is resurrected, his strength will be astonishing, and even the underworld will not dare to easily take him in."

"Are we going to fight him?"

Roger smiled and said, "It's not about taking action, but about giving him a government position."

"He and his 100,000-strong army illegally remained on Earth; they should have been reincarnated long ago."

"Since no one is taking care of them, I'll take them away."

“Perfect timing. My little underworld is short of manpower, so I’ll use them as the first batch of core members of the Yin army.”

Si Mu was stunned.

Roger has already started making empty promises.

"Once I recruit the Dragon Emperor, all his soldiers will be under your command."

"At that time, you will be the chief instructor of 100,000 Yin soldiers in the underworld."

Upon hearing this, Si Mu felt his blood boil with excitement.

Sure enough, this is much more promising than driving corpses yourself.

(End of this chapter)