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"I accepted their commission and came here to protect them." Lin Jiu did not hide it and said frankly: "I heard that there are many fierce ghosts here?"

"There are more than just fierce ghosts, there are also monsters here!" Yan Chixia sighed and said, "This world is really incredible! They want to eat people, ghosts eat people, and even people eat people!"

"Is that monster very tricky?" Lin Jiu asked knowingly.

"That's the thousand-year-old tree spirit." Yan Chixia stood up and pointed to the dense forest not far away. "This area is its territory."

"I see. That's indeed a bit troublesome." Lin Jiu nodded and pretended to be lost in thought.

"Tree spirit?" Little Yellow Hair's eyes widened as he suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be Grandma?"

It's no wonder he's so excited; after all, this is the goal of their main quest. The survival of the reincarnators is tied to the main quest.

"Hmm?" Yan Chixia's eyes flashed, and he fixed his gaze on the little yellow-haired boy. "How do you know the name of that tree demon?"

"I, I..." The little yellow-haired boy panicked. Facing Yan Chixia's aura, he, a third-level reincarnationist, was obviously unable to withstand it.

"We read about it in an ancient book." Baker had no choice but to step forward and explain, "We came here because we were curious about grandma's life."

It was now obvious that this bearded man named Yan Chixia was also a key figure in the plot. If he didn't want the mission to fail, he had no choice but to explain himself to him.

"Ancient books?" Yan Chixia frowned, looking puzzled.

"Their job is a bit like tomb raiding." Lin Jiu explained in a low voice.

"Robbing gold here?" Yan Chixia was a little confused.

"These foreigners always have some weird hobbies." Lin Jiu leaned close to his ear and complained.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Are you serious about this action? Your voice is not small at all, okay?

The villain in Soul Society: This reincarnationist is so angry that his face is turning green.

Lin Fengjiao: Hahaha, I actually did it on purpose!

Book illustrator: You guys are having so much fun, and you didn’t even include us in the fun!

Hatchet Girl: Look, I found a new home! [Picture].

799 Ning Caichen's Appearance

Upskirt Maniac: Wow!

Book Artist: Holy crap, this is possible! Whose mansion is this?

Clicking on the picture sent by Katsura Yanye, I saw a luxurious Western-style villa with a single-family house, a large garden in the front yard and a swimming pool in the backyard.

Although these buildings appear to have become somewhat dilapidated, they can definitely be restored to their former splendor with a little repair.

Hatchet Girl: The owner of the villa here seems to be Junshiro Watanabe, a former county councilor.

Book Artist: Got it, chaebol.

In an island nation, being a county councilor is a political position that ordinary people cannot achieve. Simply campaigning for this position requires a huge amount of money.

Moreover, money alone is not enough; you also need to have sufficient connections and prestige. Ordinary people naturally cannot meet such prerequisites; only the big capitalists have such strength.

same.

Once these big capitalists have gained political power, they can further support and consolidate their own businesses, allowing them to engage in more aggressive monopolies. This is why the island nation is said to be composed of chaebols.

of course.

Whether you're a tycoon or a prime minister, you're still vulnerable and insignificant in the face of a global catastrophe like the Red Moon's arrival. Ultimately, even such a magnificent mansion becomes a no-man's land.

Hatchet Girl: This place is much simpler to decorate than the last base. Many things are already available. And the space is large enough, even if there are a hundred people living here, it won't be a problem.

Curly: You want to use this place as a base to look for survivors?

Hatchet Girl: No way?

Curly: It's not impossible, but it seems like a thankless task. Can you guarantee that the survivors will be obedient and not cause trouble?

Hatchet Girl: I can't guarantee that. But it doesn't matter. Since you're here, you must undergo ideological transformation first. If you don't agree to the transformation, there's no need to stay.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: That’s a good idea.

Konan nodded slightly, approving of Katsura Kotonoha's plan. Although their mission was to liberate all dimensions, that didn't mean they were merciful saints.

It is reasonable that those who do not cooperate with their standardized management will not be included in the scope of their salvation.

Lin Fengjiao: It’s raining outside. Are the windows in your room closed?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Phew, Uncle Jiu, you really have some nagging tendencies! You still care about things like this.

The villain from Soul Society: We didn’t open the windows to begin with, is it raining heavily?

Lin Fengjiao: It’s quite big. The drainage ditch at the door has turned into a small river.

Looking at the rain gathering not far away, Lin Jiu sent a message.

They finally persuaded Yan Chixia to live in Lanruo Temple. Except for Xiaonan and Unohana Lie who lived in the same room, the others found a single room each.

Uncle Jiu's room is in the front hall. He prefers to sleep in such an open place.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: In such heavy rain, will the female ghost not come out?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Are the activities of female ghosts related to the weather?

Lazy Kitten: I've never heard of this! They're not human, they're not afraid of getting wet in the rain, right?

Illustrator: Right! And don't forget, they're exploited slaves. How could slaves be picky? Ordinary people have to work 996, so dead ghosts are definitely being exploited endlessly.

Curly-haired guy: Could you please not speak so realistically? I feel so uncomfortable!

Wig: It reminds me of the days when I was a corporate slave.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Then I feel relieved. I thought they wouldn’t come out when it rained.

Book artist: How badly do you want to seduce a female ghost?

Lin Fengjiao: Well, it seems like someone is coming.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Human? Not a ghost?

Lin Fengjiao: It’s a person, a young man.

Lin Jiu could already see the figure of the young man running wildly in the rain. He was wearing a cloth robe, a square scarf on his head, and a bamboo basket on his back. His face was full of anxiety and panic.

When he saw Lanruo Temple before him, he felt like he had grasped a lifeline and rushed to the eaves. "I'm saved. Finally, I'm saved! May the Buddha bless me!"

"The Bodhisattva won't bless you." Yan Chixia, who seemed to have sensed the presence of someone, was already waiting in the hall. "How dare you come to a place like this so late at night?"

"I'm sorry, have I disturbed you?" The young man bowed politely.

"You didn't disturb me, but you disturbed other things." Yan Chixia looked at the young man and said, "Now it's difficult for you to turn back even if you want to."

With his keen eyesight, it was easy to see that a dark grey mark had appeared on the young man's forehead. It was a sign that he had been marked by female ghosts, and it wouldn't be long before female ghosts came to visit.

"What did you say, sir?" The young man looked confused and puzzled.

"It means you've been haunted by a ghost." Lin Jiu came out and explained, "Your forehead is dark and your steps are unsteady. Female ghosts like young men like you the most."

"Huh?" The young man was surprised, but quickly shook his head. "I don't talk about strange things, so please stop talking nonsense."

"Your name is Ning Caichen?" Lin Jiu looked at the young man and asked.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "How do you know my name?"

"It really is you, no wonder." Lin Jiu didn't answer directly, but nodded slightly. "You can stay here tonight, with me."

What?

Ning Caichen had a confused expression on his face. What was going on?

"Just go if we tell you to. We won't harm you." Yan Chixia was also very curious about why Lin Jiu knew the other person's name, but he didn't get to the bottom of it. Instead, he spoke well of his fellow Taoist.

"Oh, oh..." Ning Caichen didn't dare to refuse bluntly, so he could only follow Lin Jiu into the main hall.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Ning Caichen? Has the protagonist appeared?

The villain from Soul Society: It seems Xiaoqian won’t be far away tonight. Do you think she will go find Ning Caichen or come find us?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I think our charm is definitely greater than that scholar.

The illustrator: That's for sure. Who are our Xiaonan Sister and Hua Sister? Even An Ran-san is bewitched by them, so how can a mere female ghost resist?

800 New Home is Gone

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Are you hinting at this?

The illustrator: No, it's a compliment! It's a simple and easy-to-understand compliment, and it definitely doesn't mean anything else!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Oh?

Xiaonan sneered, expressing his disbelief.

After being in the group for so long, if she still couldn't tell the difference between a compliment and a metaphor, she'd be a fool. Eriri was clearly expressing dissatisfaction with herself, perhaps still worried about getting ahead of herself?

It was understandable that if someone got there first, she would probably be even more furious than her subtle metaphor. But so what? If she could go back in time, she would still get there first.

Such a memorable event must not be compromised!

Ning Caichen, the villain of Soul Society, has appeared, and the plot is about to begin. We must also plan our actions carefully.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Well, we must make that Baker die with regrets.

Xiaonan didn't have any good feelings towards this guy, as if it would be a sin to continue spending even a second with him.

The villain of Soul Society: His ability should be related to his shadow, and he can transform into various different forms through his shadow.

Lin Fengjiao: We can use ghost magic to bind his shadow.

The villain in Soul Society: I thought so too. When the fight starts, just bind his shadow.

Skirt-lifting maniac: But don’t make it too obvious, don’t let his death be too obvious.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Well, that’s a must.

Chi Lian Fairy: @This is an actor, you are not at the inn? Where did you go?

This is an actor: Come out for a walk, you are not ready for me to meet your family yet.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Okay.

Li Mochou sighed. At times like this, she really hated someone's ability to read minds. It wasn't a good thing to read a woman's mind too clearly.

That's right, she wasn't prepared to let An Ran appear in front of Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing as her husband. But in this kind of situation, the man should take the initiative to introduce himself, right?

Why should I prepare myself? Li Mochou is obviously a passive type! If you let her prepare herself, she won't know when she will be ready!

At this moment, she hoped An Ran would take the initiative. But in the end, this guy actually slipped away! She was left alone to face these two curious babies!

Li Mochou, who was full of resentment, had no choice but to bite the bullet and pretend to ignore their looks.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Mu Wanqing felt a little impatient. She wanted to ask a question, but Wang Yuyan beside her suddenly pulled her clothes. "Aunt, it's getting late now... Let's go back to the room."

"Yeah." Li Mochou pretended to be calm and waved her hand.

Wang Yuyan's expression finally relaxed as she grabbed Mu Wanqing's wrist and left the room. Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You, aren't you curious? Who is that man?"

"There's no need to be curious anymore." Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "Can't you see it from my aunt's expression?"

Mu Wanqing was stunned, recalling Li Mochou's beautiful face that was as cold as frost. "I can't tell."

"No expression is a form of silence." Wang Yuyan explained as if she had experienced it: "If we were just ordinary friends, my aunt would definitely explain it to us."

"So, could he be my uncle?" Mu Wanqing finally understood.

"It's not a 'maybe', it's a 'definite'!" Wang Yuyan's eyes flashed, and at this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a famous detective. "No wonder my aunt has been so cheerful lately, even wearing makeup when she goes out! This explains it all!"

"Who the hell is that? We didn't even see his face!"

"I don't know who it is, but he must be a master! Qiao Feng's disappearance was his doing! Can someone who can do this really be considered a martial artist?"

"immortal?"

"It's very possible!" Wang Yuyan frowned and said, "That's no different from the legendary immortal arts!"

"But I heard that all the gods are old men with white beards." Mu Wanqing looked troubled and said hesitantly, "Aunt, is this your taste?"

"Gods can change their appearances, so who says they have to be old men?" Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes and said, "Don't mention this again. If your aunt hears you say that, she's going to be in big trouble."

The two whispered quietly, but Li Mochou's hearing was excellent, and she took in everything they said. This made her feel a little embarrassed, but also relieved.