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Chapter five hundred and seventy first: the future emperor Liao(2/2)

"In this way, can I..."

Liao Qiu missed his hometown so much that he wished he could go home quickly and soak in the luxurious milk hot spring.

Unfortunately, the old man's next words ruthlessly destroyed his illusions.

"You're thinking of eating peaches!"

The bad old man tasted the fragrant tea in his hand and said: "I spent so much money to buy you this place, you still want to go home??"

"Why should I not go home? The ferry will be frozen by then. Do you want me to drink the northwest wind here??"

Liao Qiu looked depressed. If he had known this, it would have been more cost-effective for him to just be a salted fish without ideals.

"Hey, the underworld is frozen, and there will definitely be people who want to risk leaving on the ice. At that time, we will use the reason of lack of manpower to allocate all Du Ziren's remaining army to you, a total of 400,000 Yin soldiers, among the many ghost emperors

, it’s the best quality.”

"Four hundred thousand Yin soldiers!"

Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu were shocked.

When Liao Qiu was appointed as the tax collector, each of the five ghost emperors gave him 10,000 troops, most of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled.

Some don't even have the equipment.

It was Liao Qiu who paid for them.

Now that he has obtained 400,000 Yin soldiers, his military strength may not even be comparable to that of other Ghost Emperors.

"Hmph, the position of tax officer is special and we must take it down. For this reason, whoever the other ghost emperors leave will give you their secret soldiers. Although you are not a ghost emperor, your authority can already be compared with that of the ghost emperor.

The Ghost Emperor has become an equal."

Pangpang smiled and congratulated: "When I see you in the future, I'm afraid I will call you Emperor Liao."

"Haha...hahaha...you're welcome, you're welcome!!"

After being complimented by Fatty, the leader of the Netherworld, Liao Qiu felt dizzy. All he could think about was the image of himself wearing a shawl and armor, with millions of Yin soldiers under his command, and destroying everyone with a snap of his fingers.

The drink in his mouth was tea, but it was better than strong alcohol, and his face was already flushed.

"Okay, it's settled."

The bad old man ended the topic decisively, fearing that if he continued talking, Liao Qiu would have to lie on the ground.

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi and said: "Let me tell you, probably in the middle of next month, the air flow will change, which will inevitably cause the underworld to ebb. You have been in this nest for so long, it is time to move."

"Great low tide!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up. He wanted to catch the sea during this period, but it seemed that after the back door of Huangquan was opened, Huangquan began to become stable, and the tide never ebbed.

Since I had nothing to do, I could only ask Mr. Chen to throw some leftovers and leftovers into the underworld. He thought that if the tide did not go out, he would just take out his treasured fishing rod and fish.

"Okay! I'll send a letter right now and tell this idiot Datou to go home as soon as possible!"

Since the tide is ebbing, the harvest will be huge. How can I do it alone? Of course, I have to call everyone back.

Just like in the busy summer season, no matter how beautiful you are outside, you still have to go home and harvest wheat with your parents.

Besides, I haven’t seen this idiot Datou for a long time. Just looking at his WeChat Moments every day makes me feel weird and panicked, so I just call this guy back to calm him down.

After a few people agreed on the time to gather before heading to the sea next time, the old man and Pangpang hurriedly got up and said goodbye.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the two guys hurriedly coming and going, and always felt that something was wrong.

Looking back at Liao Qiu, who was still smiling, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she seemed to realize something was wrong.

So he walked forward and handed a cup of tea to Liao Qiu: "Brother Qiu."

"ah?"

"Let me ask, where do you get the salary for the 50,000 troops and horses you have now?"

Liao Qiu didn't react for a moment: "Of course it will be deducted from the tax collected. What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!
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