"Okay, then let's make a name for it." Wei Ziqing finally let go.

There were so many difficulties, but in the end, the Health Bureau agreed, who told them to need that thing?

The situation is stronger than the people, and they can only compromise. This is like a battle between two countries. Diplomacy is based on the advantage of the battlefield.

Diplomacy is nothing more than a continuation of war.

Wei Ziqing himself was the deputy director, so he naturally understood that they were very passive now, and it was quite unexpected that the other party could agree to the transfer.

"I don't know what conditions are there for Bureau Yu?"

"There are naturally conditions, and it's not too late for us to talk about it until the final result is here."

...

Chen Mengxi naturally didn't know these things behind.

However, since three minutes ago, the pressure on her was wiped out, and even a player in his 40s did not get any good at the hands of the Tiangui Champion.

Since then, these external pressures have gradually shrunk.

Chen Mengxi looked back at the Tiangui Champion behind him, and suddenly felt much more at ease.

Since no one can interfere with her, she must work hard to improve her score and strive to win first place in this game.

Of course, Yu Xiao had already talked about it, so Wei Ziqing did not make any trouble. In the end, he could only compete with the real skills of the two on the front line battlefield.

The forces behind him cannot fight, and there is no way to fight. If they really fight hard, he will not be able to fight hard. If he fights hard, he will not be able to figure out the forces behind Yu Xiao, but he only knows that the other party's forces are very good at hand and are far stronger than them.

I thought Yu Xiao and the others would not fight, so I didn't take it seriously. Who would have thought that the other party had a secret weapon hidden?

Moreover, looking at the other party's busyness, it was obviously a hasty response. It was better to respond quickly than they had carefully prepared. Both sides were not on the same scale at all, so Wei Ziqing stopped as soon as possible.

Wei Ziqing, who was standing in front of the office glass, sighed deeply. Now he could only pray that Qingluo's score could stabilize Chen Mengxi. If Chen Mengxi could not win the first place in the score, then everything would be empty talk and they would not be so passive.

"Old man, why are so many people leaving the house? Is today a major festival?" Jiang Ye looked at the old man with a knife beside him.

The old man's eyes were a little cloudy. When he heard Jiang Ye's question, he first looked at Jiang Ye with his eyes, and then said, "Look, you young man doesn't have two taels of meat on your body. You will suffer a loss when you get the reward."

"But looking at you, you are carrying such a big knife, it seems that you are prepared." The old man was amazed, and just glanced at the butcher knife on the spine behind Jiang Ye's cloak and withdrew his gaze.

Jiang Ye was a little surprised. These people were all very strange, and they looked very strange.

That sense of incompleteness is not only reflected in Jiang Ye's perception, but many people also have physical disabilities, whether they have broken legs, broken hands, missing fingers, or blinded one eye.

Whether it is an adult or a child, or an elderly, weak, women and children, there are not many people who are intact if they are injured.

Moreover, Jiang Ye thought it would be strange to carry a knife, so he covered it with a cloak. Unexpectedly, many people were holding weapons, including all kinds of strange weapons, such as kitchen knives, hoes, forks, etc.

They also had a look of fanaticism on their faces.

Jiang Ye said, "Whose reward is it? The King of Ghosts on the Void Belly?"

Hearing Jiang Ye's name, the old man's eyes were suddenly frightened, and then he quickly lowered his voice: "I dare not call him the name of the king, please consider it yourself."

After saying that, he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and no longer wanted to talk to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye didn't chase him, anyway, he would reach the center after walking forward, so Jiang Ye could see it with his own eyes.

Relying on his strong physical strength, Jiang Ye forced himself to squeeze out the crowd in front of him and moved to a place close to the center of the square.

The most central area is the loosest. No crowd dared to squeeze in a hundred meters around. There were ghost soldiers wearing bronze armor guarding it, and at the most central location there was a huge stone statue about seven or eight meters high.

The stone statue is carved very roughly, and if you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to tell what it is carved.

Although the stone statue is not very high, it covers a lot of area at all. It has a big belly, open clothes, and fangs spit out from the mouth. The head does not look like a human head, but rather a dragon head. Its body looks like a round ball, and a tail with scales surrounded by it.

Jiang Ye thought it was rough at first, but later he found that the lumps were scales and flesh.

This thing is holding a spear in his hand, and the spear feels like a stick.

"Isn't this thing the King of Void Belly Ghosts?" Jiang Ye was a little confused. The stone statue gave him a bad feeling, but the stone statue did not look like a living thing.

"Fuguifang, Jia 51, Ding Lianquan's family." The man in a robe who looked like a judge, shouted loudly.

"The little one is here."

At the same time the sound rang, the young man named Ding Lianquan took his family over.

The bronze armored soldiers who stood guard did not stop them either.

The family of four, a man, a woman, and two sons, are also armed with weapons.

These iron tools that are used by farmers and even used at home cannot be called weapons, or ordinary farm tools.

The ghost dressed like a judge nodded slightly: "Meet the king."

"Small, Fuguifang, Jia 51, Ding Lianquan." Ding Lianquan knelt in front of the stone statue.

"Boer, Ji'er, come." Ding Lianquan waved to the two sons beside the woman.

"His father, let me do it first." The woman hurriedly protected the two children like a calf and stretched out her hand. One of the hands had no fingers and was bare, and the remaining hand was only three fingers.

Ding Lianquan shook his head: "No, madam, you can't cut it anymore. If you let two children come, it won't be a problem if you lack four fingers."

"Quick, if you don't have any blood, you will have to pay taxes." The judge obviously looked impatient.

"cut."

Ding Lianquan grabbed the hands of the two children, pulled out the ring-headed knife on his back and looked at it.

"Wow, wow!" The child started crying. The two of them wanted to rush up to rescue him, but Ding Lianquan kicked him to the ground, and then held down the other child and started chopping his fingers.

"Not enough." The judge's cold voice rang.

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

“…”

“Not enough!”

Ding Lianquan's eyes turned red and finally raised them high.

Puchi.

With one knife, his left arm broke and blood surged out.

The young man didn't say a word, but seemed to be even more excited. He grabbed his broken arm with his only remaining right hand and placed it on the huge scale placed in front of the stone statue.

Four bloody fingers were already placed on the balance, plus his fresh broken arm.

“Huhhhhhhh.”

"Drink."

Not only were the people around him not afraid, but they started shouting and shouting.

Jiang Ye looked at everything in front of him in surprise. He had seen the storm, but this was the first time he had seen such a thing.

Cruel, bloody, and even horror!

"call!"

The stone statue exhaled a breath of black gas, and Ding Lianquan's shoulders stopped bleeding, and even his body began to turn black, and then his original broken arm grew out.

Ding Lianquan raised his arm excitedly and shouted excitedly: "Dad, I've finally finished it. The flesh and blood that our family has accumulated for five lifetimes has finally been gathered together today!"

The judge shouted loudly: "In view of Fuguifang, Jia 51, Ding Lianquan's family will be promoted to flesh and blood, and from today on Ding Lianquan will be promoted to personal guard."

"Give armor!"

"Boom."

Armor parts appeared on the scales in front of the stone statue, flew to Ding Lianquan, and soon wrapped Ding Lianquan, who had turned into an evil ghost.

The black air on his body kept shrinking, and finally tightly fitted with the armor on his body.

In just a moment, another two-meter-high bronze armored soldier was born.

Ding Lianquan's wife, who led the two children, cried with joy, knelt on the ground excitedly, and shouted something excitedly.

Jiang Ye looked at the excited crowd around him, his face neither happy nor sad. He did not expect that the so-called bronze ghost would come out like this.

And the flesh and blood placed on the scale was also collected by this huge stone statue.

Even the blood gushed out was not spared, and all the huge stone statues in front of him were absorbed.

"New personal guard, meet the king." The judge-like ghost shouted.

Ding Lianquan stood up from his knees, and the armor on his body was also rustling, and the tiger-headed knife was embedded in his back.

Ding Lianquan stood up and was about to walk towards the old palace at the end. He paused, turned around and looked deep at his wife and children, and finally walked towards the long street without looking back.

The cheers and excitement behind him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and all he left was the darkness in front of him.

It was very dark, and there was no trace of light, and the eyes had no effect in the armor, but he could feel a lot.

"That's great. Your father succeeds, and he will become the king's personal guard. We can live a good life in our own family." Ding Lianquan's wife hugged her two sons and cried with joy.

"Why are they so happy?" Jiang Ye looked at the woman who was a little lonely beside him.

The woman looked at Jiang Ye and seemed a little strange. Someone didn't know this: "Someone became the king's personal guard, and their family's taxes would be reduced, and there was no need to pay any more sacrifices. Why don't you even know this?"

Before Jiang Ye could answer, the woman sighed: "It's a pity that the adult in my family who once became a personal guard died, otherwise my family would be exempted from taxes."

"What is tax?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.

"Tax is tax, what else can it be?" The woman frowned at this moment. The man felt like he knew nothing.

Jiang Ye didn't ask much because he had seen someone start offering sacrifices.

But this time it was not flesh and blood, but something faintly floating from the head was like a sugar bean. The thing exuded a strange fragrance, and even Jiang Ye couldn't help swallowing.

Similarly, Jiang Ye also widened his eyes slightly, and the thing was actually drawn directly from the human mind.

Although the people who were extracted were pale, their complexion was replenished with the black mist.
Chapter completed!