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Chapter 34: The Exotic Evils in the Western Regions (1)

"Forged a weapon with 'spirit'?"

Gao Shijie nodded.

He himself didn't understand this very much now, but the demon clan's inventors had a little understanding of this.

"It is probably to make spiritual objects give power to weapons, without directly consuming spiritual objects, just use medium as a bridge so that the holder can directly use the power of spiritual objects."

"Isn't it still a stagnant scoop? If it is only used by one person, its power will naturally be strong. If it is thousands of troops, then what each person has to do is not a small amount?"

At this time, Situ Cheng intervened, "In this way, both parties need to reach a principle of balanced exchange. The holder of the weapon needs to return a certain reward while using the power of the spiritual object."

In fact, the most difficult thing now is this problem.

What spiritual creatures can ask for from mortals is nothing more than one of the three qi of essence and yang, and these three qi are the most unmovable things in mortals.

And whether there is still a problem in this world to be able to support such a balanced spiritual object.

"So I bought this evil ghost to study this method?"

"Although the powerful spiritual creatures in this world are not just evil spirits, the only ones that we and the mortals dare to move are the evil spirits."

There are spiritual beasts hidden in many rivers and mountains in this world. The spiritual power of those things is not only pure, but also much stronger than evil spirits. However, these spiritual beasts are usually worshipped as mountain gods. Although they may not be real gods, ordinary people always respect the word "god", so they naturally dare not touch those spiritual beasts easily.

Moreover, these spirit beasts exist in the world and benefit the people, and are originally like guardians. If they harm these good spirits in order to build military weapons, they will be really careless.

The three of them chatted, and time passed without realizing it. The people from Jin Normal University drove a carriage with iron casting to stop, and quickly stuffed the peach wood box into it and locked it. After confirming that there was no ghost energy leaking out, Gao Shijie said goodbye to the two, jumped into the car, and drove back to Jin Normal University.

It was not until this moment that Yi Chenzhu finally remembered his initial question again.

"Brother Cheng, what did you want me to do here?"

Situ Cheng gently grabbed Yi Chen's shoulder and led him back, whispering as he walked: "Don't you know how stubborn the three of them were just now. I can't persuade them to do anything. Wouldn't you be asked to come over to keep the market?"

Yi Chen Zhui never thought that he had such an effect.

Situ Cheng could see his doubts, and then comforted him: "It's not that you look like a door god, but that you are the marshal's reputation everywhere. I can't invite him, so I can only ask you to do it for you?"

“…”

After a long time, it turned out that he was using him as a fox to lie in the majesty of his father...

"Speaking of this, do the public care about these things?"

Situ Cheng smashed his mouth, withdrew his hand, and shook his index finger at him twice, "You kid are just too lacking in experience."

Situ Cheng is more than ten years older than Yi Chenzhu, but he is a spiritual person. He seems to be a little steady, but he is really not short of the joy of the young.

"There are some things that are strange in the souls. They really cannot be written in memorials to present to Your Majesty, but the Jinshi Academy can never take away these things. Therefore, every year the court will take out part of the tributes from the various vassals and put them in the Jinshi Academy. Your Majesty knows the place where the money is, but it will not be published to the public. Even the Ministry of Revenue cannot interfere with it - we call this money 'black Pixiu', which is reserved for the Jinshi Academy for out-of-time needs."

After listening to it, Yi Chen nodded silently, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking.

Situ Cheng perfectly inherited the ability of his father, Prime Minister, to observe others, so he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I just think that if those ghost collectors taste the sweetness from the evil spirits, they will definitely be exhausted to find these dangerous things..."

"It's not just that," Situ Cheng had eaten more than ten years of more meals than him, and naturally knew better about the dangers of this world. "The evil ghosts in this world are not consumed so much. When these natural evil ghosts are exhausted, they will inevitably take other measures."

"Are other means?"

Situ Cheng looked at him in a blink of an eye, his face was very serious, and even so serious that it was a bit creepy. "I have caught the wild ones and can only be 'household'."

Yi Chenzhu was shocked and immediately understood, "What do you mean is they can raise ghosts?"

The sea city is noisy and chaotic, and the gentle words of the two people usually do not notice others.

"There are many ways to raise ghosts and animals in this world. The degree of madness is far beyond your imagination. But since you know the principle of 'man is dead for money', you must also understand that there are many people in this world who have lost their conscience for the sake of profit."

This serious remark made Yi Chenzhui feel like a huge rock fell in his heart, and he suddenly understood many problems.

"So, before the method my adopted father said was successful, there will definitely be many miserable things in this world."

"That's it - so I asked you to come out, just wait for Lao Gao to leave and talk to you about these issues alone."

"Brother Cheng really respects me..."

"Hey," he waved his hand, "you have to know that people have different heights, and they look at things in different angles. Like the first-rank ministers in the court, they have to grasp the overall situation of the world and have no time to take care of these little things hidden in the corners, so these things can only be managed by people with less-high height."

"It seems that your position as a minister is not low, right?"

"Then do you think I can compare with my dad?"

Before Yi Chen Zhui answered, Situ Cheng quickly snatched it first: "It's like you can't compete with your father..." When he said that, his hands pointed both himself and Yi Chen Zhui in.

“That’s right…”

So two young men who thought they were not as good as their father got into the noisiest tavern in Haicheng - the place where Situ Cheng was just bargaining.

This time, the two of them did not sit in the lobby, but went to the slightly quieter elegant seat upstairs, pushed the window, and let the wind outside blow away the pub.

Ding Yang was smart, and the two young masters had just left their seats, so he went downstairs to order wine and food.

As soon as he arrived, he went to two jars of the strongest wine in the tavern. As soon as he opened the jar, the wine was filled with fragrance. Yi Chen chased him but couldn't smell it. Seeing that Situ Cheng wanted to pour it for him, he quickly shook his hand and said, "I can't, I can't drink wine."

By the way, Yi Chenzhu is already seventeen years old this year, so he is still old enough to taste some strong wine. However, the Marshal is in charge of it. He is also a little white flower that doesn't touch the wine. Situ Cheng couldn't force it, so he could only pour it for him with a little disappointment.

"Just like this, how can you experience the heroic spirit of the turbid wine on the battlefield in the future?"

Yi Chen chased and lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly. The pair of bright eyes that looked like a deer were pure like a pure pond. "The word 'heroic' is usually used after sacrifice, right?"

"You care so much, anyway, others are passionate, and you can at most be warm."

Yi Chen still hung his gentle and pure smile as if he couldn't stand up to the wall.

Situ Cheng was really bored. How could his father be so evil, raise a son like a white crane and reindeer? Is it really a matter of extreme consequences?

Situ Cheng took a sip of the strong wine, and the passion for chatting came.

"Let's continue to talk about what happened just now - do you know why I have to bargain with them?"

"Mr. Gao only has so much silver reserve."

"..." Situ Cheng almost choked out in anger, "What's the matter? It's called 'Black Pixiu' at least, so it's not that poor!"

Five hundred taels of silver and two night pearls, the price is no match for the word "poverty"...

Yi Chen knew that he could not tell him, so he stopped talking and listened to him quietly.

"Just as you said just now, if these guys taste the sweetness of evil spirits, they will definitely sharpen their heads to get the reward in the future - you said you were just catching ghosts or something, that wouldn't be a big deal. After all, these people were originally doing this business, and catching more evil spirits is also good for the people... But if they are blushing if they think about money and do something unscrupulous, then this is far contrary to our original intention."

It is not only contrary to the original intention of Jinshi Academy, but also the merger of the two tribes that Jun Han has been working hard for. This matter is both harmful to the people and the country.

"But if we don't use these evil spirits to attack us, we won't be able to find any other substitute for a while."

"So someone can only hold this dangerous pulse."

Situ Cheng gently pointed the desktop with his fingertips, "That's all."

"Actually, it is not impossible for the court to do this, right?"

"Yes, but it's famous for the master." Situ Cheng took another sip. "Things of evil ghosts harming people are the smallest among all kinds of evil and evil things. If we only consider the level, it is not as good as the court's level. This is why those idle ghost collectors in the world are free."

Even the matter of collecting monsters is now under the jurisdiction of the court...

"In this way, can these ghost collectors be recruited?"

"Yes, but there must be a reason, otherwise such a mess that can be solved by a poor warlock in the world, so why do you need to pay the official salary?"

Yi Chenzhuan's face turned a little strange, "You shouldn't want to make a big mess and then recruit the warlocks of the martial arts in the name of this..."

Situ Cheng did not answer or no, and after a moment, he said: "First of all, I am not the cold-blooded person who is careless and cares about the lives of the people. Secondly, if this kind of thing is not controlled, it can be considered as my rebellion, which is enough to implicate the nine tribes."

"Um……"

Situ Cheng sighed, "So I have this plan, but it's not that I'm fine to find trouble," he picked up the jar and poured a glass of wine, "but that he dared to use it in this way."

"Is something really wrong?"

Situ Cheng just lifted the wine glass to his mouth and paused, "Or where do you think that evil ghost came from? It's rare to see such a fierce person."

"When will Brother Cheng also study the evil spirits?"

"..." Situ Cheng gave him a blank look, "Don't talk about the topic!"

"Oh, you keep going."

"This evil ghost was caught from the desert, much more fierce than what you saw in the Central Plains. You should not know that you will not go out of the gate every day. Just last month, an envoy from the Western Regions asked for help from us, saying that their place of the bright moon was occupied by evil spirits and requested Tielin Army to rescue."

"Has the court sent it?"

"Not yet. Think about it, what is the Tielin Army? Can the most elite troops in Dali be easily sent out?"

"What does the emperor mean?"

"Didn't the emperor mean my father and Ling Zun mean?"

Yi Chenzhui lowered his face slightly, "My adoptive father has never told me about this."

"I think so, after all, you are not old yet. Of course, the Marshal will not talk about anything in the court..." He said something louder than anything else, but he insisted on keeping a layer of window paper, pretending to be nothing but siping the wine, and clicking, "Good wine."
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