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"Wah!" The little Taoist priest cried as he took off running, and he was surprisingly fast.

Zhang Chengyi laughed heartily. Seeing the young Taoist priest run far away, he found the soul of the female Taoist priest from the True Immortal Temple inside his body, asked for the location of the True Immortal Temple, and then flew straight into the sky to that location.

There was no other way. The corpse poison grass was a huge problem. If he let it spread, he was afraid that when he woke up, the entire world and Earth would be finished.

The corpse poison grass that was catalyzed in the capital has been almost completely purified by heavenly lightning, leaving only those in the True Immortal Temple.

It's not nighttime now, it's broad daylight. Hebei is still mostly cloudy, but we soon escaped the clouds. Because we were flying high, we were emitting even more smoke.

Thick smoke billowed all the way, which could be sensed by any cultivator with some spiritual attainment.

However, they mostly pretended to be dead and didn't see it. Thanks to the small newspapers in Longhu Mountain, the idea of ​​the Zombie King was deeply rooted in people's minds, and such an arrogant zombie in broad daylight was not a second choice for zombie.

After all, there isn't another zombie in this era that can appear in broad daylight and fly.

Soon, Zhang Chengyi flew to his destination.

"We've arrived, sir," the female ghost from the True Immortal Temple said, hiding inside his body.

"Well……"

Looking at the bare, flat ground below, Zhang Chengyi felt a headache coming on and asked, "Do you know how to get in?"

"I don't know," the female ghost from Zhenxian Temple replied honestly.

Zhang Chengyi's headache worsened.

Updated tonight

I had a migraine and slept until now. I'll update tonight, around 9 PM for one chapter and before midnight for the next.

Chapter 245 The Female Ghost and Guo Bei County

The mouse was pulling the turtle; there was no way to begin.

Zhang Chengyi racked his brains but still couldn't figure out how to find the True Immortal Temple.

Even if you fly back and bring back that fat old man Zhang Tianshi, all he'll do is shake his head and say that this formation can only be broken by an immortal.

"Are we really going to wait for the formation to stop on its own?"

Zhang Chengyi was somewhat troubled.

The female ghost from Zhenxian Temple whispered, "Master, I heard the abbot say that even without anyone maintaining it, the great formation that seals the mountain gate can be maintained for more than three hundred years."

Goodbye, more than three hundred years later.

Zhang Chengyi turned and left without hesitation. He would talk about it more than three hundred years later. As long as he was not in a slumber, he would sense the appearance of the Corpse Poison Grass. If he was still alive by then, it wouldn't take much time to come over. If he was already dead, he didn't care about the raging flood.

He returned to Lanruo Temple in Jinhua. Before leaving, he had a big fight with the tree demon, which caused most of the already dilapidated temple to collapse. After being away for a while, he returned to find all sorts of exorcism props hanging everywhere.

Paper money was everywhere – talismans, altars, incense ash, fruit platters.

I don't know which idiot messed around on his property during the day. I can't tell if he was trying to exorcise evil spirits or appease them, but he made the already chaotic Lanruo Temple look even worse.

"Whoosh!" Zhang Chengyi blew away the paper money scattered on the ground, and then directed the female ghosts to start cleaning up Lanruo Temple. They didn't have to make it look great, but it couldn't be worse than before.

He still wants to sleep here.

Does anyone know how to build a house?

"If we throw this altar away, who among us can eat the fruit platter? Let's just throw it away."

"Nobody knows how to build a house?!"

Zhang Chengyi looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who was looking down, and sighed deeply. Few of these female ghosts had ever done any work in their lives. Some of them had been used as laborers, but most of them were young ladies, maids, or concubines.

They are very good at serving people, but when it comes to physical labor, they just stare blankly.

The main reason is that very few hardworking peasant women from the lower classes who die these days become ghosts. They lack knowledge and have little understanding of the world. Even without the spirits or ghost messengers of the past, they obediently go to the underworld to reincarnate after death.

Zhang Chengyi urgently retrieved knowledge from bodies in other worlds, but in the end, the God's Light Sphere proved to be the most reliable. He built a model based on the current situation of Lanruo Temple and guided the female ghosts step by step on what to do.

"Go find a tree that's about the same size as this pillar and bring it back."

"This beam needs to be secured in this buckle; don't tell me what you think, tell me what I think."

"Foundation, do you understand the foundation?"

"Don't show me! I told you I was going to put it in, you fucking..."

After directing operations until dawn, they managed to barely rebuild a basic framework for the two buildings of Lanruo Temple.

Keep in mind, this is a group of extraordinary female ghosts who can carry a ton of stuff back and forth just by telekinesis. Their success is largely due to their constant sabotage of each other.

Zhang Chengyi admitted that his command ability was average. The hundreds of female ghosts were left to their own devices, and it was difficult for him to identify them one by one. When he was giving orders, he basically just told them what to do.

But why can several female ghosts do the same thing at the same time and then sabotage each other?

He realized that he had seriously overestimated the basic literacy of the female ghosts, and there were even some things he said that the female ghosts found difficult to understand.

After a night of tossing and turning, he was extremely exhausted, while the female ghosts were feeling very aggrieved.

"Never mind." Zhang Chengyi stood in the sunlight, letting his body steam from the heat, his face full of a Zen-like expression. "Xiaoqian, let's go and hire a few carpenters and bricklayers tonight."

He gave up on self-sufficiency; instead of relying on these female ghosts, he decided to hire some professionals to do the work.

It feels like if these female ghosts had been dumped on some deserted island before they died, probably none of them would have survived.

"Yes, sir." Nie Xiaoqian's tone remained calm; she was one of the few female ghosts who could understand what was being said.

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Evening, in the study of the magistrate's residence in Guobei County.

"My lord, those female ghosts are back again."

The constable lowered his head tremblingly and said.

The county magistrate, sitting behind his desk, sighed softly, "It seems the money from last time was wasted."

Several years ago, Guobei County was harassed by a group of female ghosts from Lanruo Temple.

People don't go to ordinary households or merchants; they come directly to his residence asking for things—food and drink, bedding, and even the smallest things.

It wasn't without its advantages. Associating with a group of formidable female ghosts ensured his stability as county magistrate, and even in chaotic times, no one from Guobei County dared to cause trouble.

The female ghosts disappeared for three whole years, and a great deal of things happened during those three years.

The imperial court was gone, but the local county government was still operating. Some Prince Ning suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He had never heard of him before and was in charge of the Jiangnan region. In order to make him obedient, he was promoted.

However, the place where he works still governs Guobei County.

It doesn't matter anymore. I'm used to being bossed around by the female ghosts, so it's not a big deal.

Having attended two extremely small court assemblies, he realized that all sorts of demons and monsters were everywhere in other places, but Guo Bei County was very quiet, with no ghost stories or monsters eating people.

A few days ago, Lanruo Temple was suddenly shaken by an earthquake, and the forest next to Guobei County turned into a pitted and empty space, which was frightening.

Under the direction of several wealthy people who had moved from Jiangxi, they found a few masters and went to Lanruo Temple to perform rituals to exorcise evil spirits. Whether it worked or not is another matter, but it did bring a period of peace.

Unexpectedly, less than two months later, they came knocking again.

"What do they want this time?" the county magistrate asked.

Since we can't resist, we might as well just obediently listen to them.

The head constable showed a hint of fear. "They...they want people, they want carpenters and bricklayers."

The magistrate remained silent for a long time. Sure enough, evil spirits are evil spirits; they will eat people sooner or later.

"Wasn't that so-called all-knowing scholar Zhuge Wolong, who claimed to be omniscient in astronomy and geography, brought here last month?"

"Send him to Lanruo Temple."

"Oh, right, didn't our yamen arrest a few craftsmen who escaped from the north a while ago?"

"Let's send it over as well."

The head constable said cautiously, "Sir, of the five we caught last time, one was beheaded, and two others contracted the plague..."

Why cut one? This is a topic that is very much worth discussing.

Anyway, if any young master commits a crime, an unsuspecting criminal can immediately offer himself up.

There was nothing that could be done about the epidemic. Most of the people who fled to the north had crawled out of piles of dead bodies. It was said that demons and monsters roamed around there in broad daylight, making a wailing sound and filling the sky with smoke.

The county magistrate frowned and thought for a moment, then asked, "How many people do they need?"

"He didn't say," the constable replied.

"Then let's send four over for now." The county magistrate breathed a sigh of relief. "It doesn't matter if they get the plague, they're going to be eaten by ghosts anyway."

"It would be best if, after being eaten, the ghost could be killed."

He sincerely hoped so.

Chapter 246 Zhuge Wolong

Late at night, in the Guobei County prison.

"Come out, come out!"

The jailer pounded on the cell door with his wrist, which was half-shackled, and said, "And you, come out."

Zhuge Wolong and two thin men who looked to be around thirty years old from the next cell were ordered to leave the cell and came outside under the watch of the jailers.

As the cold moonlight shone down, a sense of foreboding arose in all three of them.

“Mr. Zhuge, should we also…” One of the gaunt men looked apprehensive.

The day after they arrived, one of them was taken away and beheaded in the middle of the night as a criminal, and the whereabouts of his body are still unknown.

"Alas," Zhuge Wolong sighed, "In these chaotic times, death might be more comfortable than life."

This learned scholar was truly tragic; his vast knowledge had nowhere to be used, and the entire court was filled with wicked and wicked officials.

"In times of chaos, a man is no better off than a dog in times of peace." He stroked his beard, handed over two dried rats that he had secretly kept, and said, "Be a well-fed ghost."

The two gaunt men took the dried rats and, with faces full of sorrow and fear, laboriously stuffed them into their mouths.