Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 345 Long time no see
In life, she was blindly filial and loyal, cuckolded, framed by her lover and imprisoned. After death, her resentment overwhelmed her and destroyed her mind.

The lovesick men and women there also suffered tragic fates.

Many unfaithful people have died unjustly.

The Father wants to make the world his home, but whose home is full of such filth?

"Amitabha, this humble monk is ultimately a kind-hearted person."

The somewhat troubled Holy Father looked at the General's Mansion for a long time, and finally shook his head and left the place.

One must not indulge one's desires, nor should one sacrifice innocent souls.

I am a good Father.

Meanwhile, Zhu Yingtai and Zhang Hua continued to stroll around the city.

Despite being tasked with intelligence gathering, neither of them had the experience to complete this highly specialized job.

Zhang Huaqiang gradually learned some interrogation techniques from Master Xu.

It's just not very convenient to use in places where there are vengeful ghosts everywhere, as you could easily be surrounded and beaten to death.

After all, there are too few people on his side, which does not conform to the tactical principle of using numbers to fight against the few and the strong to bully the weak taught by Master Xu.

Zhu Yingtai, on the other hand, was eager to begin her analysis.

"To do something significant here that would attract eminent Buddhist monks."

"What exactly constitutes a major event, and what interests eminent Buddhist monks?"

Important matter, eminent monk.

I pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out the trick.

As they walked around the outer city, unsurprisingly, they were spotted by a ghost.

The fact that the two of them were wearing calming wood pendants, had clear expressions and normal behavior, and were wandering around the streets and alleys immediately drew attention.

It takes a lot of hardship to truly develop a sense of vigilance; it's difficult to expect a young lady to keep pretending to be a crazy, vengeful ghost forever.

Fortunately, Zhang Hua had been chased for a long time and immediately realized something was wrong.

Several strange-looking creatures followed behind, their eyes filled with obvious malice.

He decisively led Zhu Yingtai to speed up their journey, trying to shake off their pursuers.

Unfortunately, the ghosts behind them were genuine ghosts from the City of the Unjustly Dead, and when they saw their target trying to run away, they followed.

The chase and the escape soon led them to a dead end.

A dozen or so vengeful ghosts surrounded the back of the alley, completely blocking the exit.

The leader had the deepest resentment in his eyes. He wore crooked ghost soldier armor, a black helmet on his head, and held a ghost-headed knife, laughing like a thug.

"Run, why don't you run?"

“Ahahahahahaha”

The leader laughed, and the little devils behind him could only laugh along, even though they didn't find it funny.

Our boss always deliberately does things that seem evil and impressive, but aren't very clever.

Zhang Hua wasn't afraid of this situation at all; this was nothing compared to what was to come.

Ask the other person's name directly to see if there was any grudge between them in life. Maybe these dim-witted guys have mistaken a ghost for someone else.

Zhu Yingtai rarely left her home and should have had no chance of getting involved with such a rogue.

On the contrary, if one doesn't know how to behave in life, one might offend some nobody and become a troublesome person in the underworld.

The other party was also very open and honest, almost as if they had their noses in the sky.

"I will never change my name or surname!"

He was known during his lifetime as Zhang San of Qiantang!

The ghosts behind him cheered in unison, making the atmosphere even more lively.

Um. The two people who were blocked couldn't understand why such a simple name as Zhang San would make the other party feel such a strong sense of pride.

However, to avoid conflict, I politely inquired about any past grievances.
Zhang San laughed loudly and rudely, his smugness almost overflowing.

He admitted that the happiest thing in the underworld was meeting these young masters and ladies.

We live in a different world, but after death we are completely equal. Thank you, Yama, the King of Hell.

In the underworld, whoever has the biggest fist and the strongest backing gets orders. He, a centurion under General Jiao! He climbed to this position in just two years—a true genius of the underworld!

He gave a mocking sneer:

"Oh my god~~~~ It's a holiday?"

"Is this something a ghost could ask?"

"I never asked such a question when I was being killed in the human world!"

"Furthermore, scholars are all useless!!!"

These words were filled with resentment, and his eyes were practically blazing with demonic fire.

His underlings retreated repeatedly, whispering amongst themselves about how their leader's wrath had been triggered.

Zhang San felt helpless upon hearing the voices behind him. These damned things were no match for his former underlings; they were utterly brainless.

At this point, anyone with a modicum of shrewdness would be eager to flatter me.

They're trying to calm the leader down, blah blah blah. Without these kinds of tricks, how could they climb the ranks? They're hopeless!
Forget it, let’s get down to business.

Keep up that disgusting smile and finish what you haven't finished.

"It's simple, hand over the girl!"

"As for you... hehehe."

That chuckle, paired with that big yellow tooth, sent a chill down Zhang Hua's spine. Perhaps he had done so many wrong things in his life, but killing this bastard was probably the right thing to do.

Feigning fear, he pulled out a sword pellet, ready to strike.

But Master Zhang was still immersed in joy.

He had such a keen eye; the moment he saw Zhu Yingtai on the street, he immediately thought of a way to curry favor with General Jiao.

What is the most pleasing gift to give to your boss?
It's a good thing that can help the general advance his career.

We can't meet Lord Heishan, but I've heard he's a king who enjoys romance and pleasure.

It is said that the tree demon in the mortal world gained the king's favor by giving this away, and her cultivation level increased rapidly.

Of course, what happened later is unclear, and they don't even allow us to ask.

Anyway, if the general sends this girl up, we can also share in this enormous credit.

As a minor villain, Zhang San still maintained his earthly habits, waving his hand dismissively.
Men, charge!
His men swarmed forward, but Zhang Hua, seemingly in a panic, suddenly drew his sword and killed several of them.

One after another, small red torches lit up the alley.

Hmm. They've also learned a bit of the essence of that insidious and ruthless spirit.

Many ghost soldiers dared not step forward upon seeing this, for it was a warning from the spirit.

Looking at the strangely shaped red sword-like divine weapon, Zhang San was not surprised but delighted.

"Good, good, good, the second great achievement is in hand."

"I never expected that there would be divine weapons to be offered."

"You're all dead. I'll ask the general to take you down, you scholar."

He held a knife in one hand and took out a black stone in the other.

This is a communication stone used by the Black Mountain Army. In the City of the Dead, one can contact superiors simply by inputting Yin energy.

The fact that Zhang San was able to get this item proves that he's doing quite well.

My fate is still bad.

A large hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the black stone, and disappeared with a flip of its palm.

Then he pressed down on Third Master's shoulder, like an iron hand.

A voice I could never forget, even as a ghost, came to my ears.

"Yo~~~ Long time no see."

"Zhang San."

　I just finished writing and am now going to check in. I've been so busy these past few days, and I even took some time off, which has resulted in a less than ideal reading experience. I'm very sorry.

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