I have a city in another world

Chapter 5337: The Ghost Realm Messenger Returns Home in Dignity

Tang Zhen's spiritual thoughts quietly followed Mu Qi.

Mu Qi didn't know about this matter, otherwise he would have been frightened.

In a short period of time, he killed four enemies, which was unimaginable in the past.

If he relied on his own means, Mu Qi would not be able to do this even if he was exhausted.

No matter which one of the four enemies he killed before was stronger than Mu Qi, his methods were more powerful, and his mood was more cruel.

Regardless of identity and status, they are not comparable to Mucci.

But Mu Qi, who signed the contract, can kill him in a single thought, and the other party has no ability to resist at all.

Killing the enemy is like killing a chicken, completely effortless.

Mu Qi was able to do this only because he served Tang Zhen and was an envoy from the Dreamland Ghost Realm.

From the moment his identity changed, he began to regard human life as an ant, stealing the qualifications for longevity from reincarnation.

The longevity of every living being is actually given by rules, that is, it is destined by God.

But God's gift doesn't mean he can die.

All kinds of accidents will harvest the living beings and let them die for various reasons.

The ghost domain messenger is to act as an accident, to harvest the loss of life allowed by the rules, and then use the life money to feed the dream beast.

It sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple.

Yangshou is actually a kind of gift from the origin of the world, a gift to living beings.

It is a power of rules that is most suitable for absorption by beings like divine beasts who master the rules.

For such an important matter, Tang Zhen must pay attention to it, which is why he gave him a suit of customized equipment.

To be on the safe side, they even sent two sleepers to transform into imp slaves driven by the messenger.

The behavior of the ghost domain messenger itself will be rejected by the rules, and the chance of accidents will be higher.

Just like a blood-sucking mosquito, it is always impossible to escape being shot to death.

Tang Zhen is aware of this, so he is not stingy in terms of welfare, but it requires a gradual process of obtaining benefits.

If it is done in one step, various problems will inevitably arise.

The car drove fast all the way, and went straight to a city thousands of miles away, but it was not the place where the master behind the scenes lived.

Before killing the other party, Mucci decided to go back home first.

He knew very well in his heart that there would be no possibility of returning after he left, so he had to arrange some things properly.

From then on, there is no care, so I can walk alone.

After driving for a day and a night, the car finally came to a village.

Looking at the car that suddenly appeared, the villagers showed a surprised expression, with curiosity and awe in their eyes.

Things like mechanical cars have just emerged in this world, and they are means of transportation that only the upper class can own.

Just before today, there had never been a car in this backward village.

People are watching, where did this nobleman come from, why did he come to this small mountain village?

Soon they were surprised to find that the nobleman driving the car turned out to be a young man walking out of the village.

There are actually many young people in the village who travel to other places just to make a living.

The villagers were very surprised, jealous and awe at the same time. They wanted to know what happened to Mu Qi?
They flocked to Mu Qi's house one after another, wanting to inquire about the specific situation and see if they could follow suit.

Why can Mu Qi be able to develop, but they can't?
Mu Qi returned home, and just said a few words, a group of villagers came to visit.

Then more villagers came one after another, inquiring inside and out, all wanting to find a way to get rich.

When Mu Qi's family saw this, they were both excited and flustered. Their family had never been so beautiful before.

But they also knew that these villagers were just chasing smelly flies, and they only came here for profit.

Therefore, there is a touch of disgust in my heart, but it is difficult to express it.

Mu Qi was all smiles, and when faced with the villagers' question about how to make a lot of money, he also gave a half-true answer.

He told a group of villagers that a real land fairy appeared in a big city far away.

This god is very powerful, has very magical means, and allows people to exchange their lifespan for money.

The price is also very reasonable, one year of life, can be exchanged for a tael of gold.

"I was lucky enough to meet the apprentice of the land god and became his agent.

To help the gods collect Yangshou, no matter who they are, as long as they sign the contract, they can get gold or banknotes immediately. "

When Mu Qi said this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes swept over several villagers, all of whom were wealthy households in the village, who had bullied the Mu Qi family many times in the early years.

For so many years, she has always looked down on the Mu Qi family with her eyelids up.

Now that Mu Qirong returned to his hometown, they shamelessly approached him just to get some benefits.

When Mu Qi was very young, he secretly swore that he would make the bastard who bullied him pay the price.

Now that he finally had a chance, how could he miss it so easily, the wicked must pay the price.

The strange experience of the past two days has brought about a radical change in Mu Qi, and he is no longer the mentality of a low-level person like before.

Abandoning useless kindness, no longer wronging myself, and vowing to let the wicked get evil rewards.

At this moment, the villagers were all stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces.

This is the first time they have heard that they can exchange Yangshou for money, and it feels really outrageous.

"Really? Isn't it a lie?"

"There are a lot of scammers out there, and it's normal to be cheated. My relatives were cheated miserably."

"The liar can still drive such a good car, why don't I believe it!"

"You said that you will pay after signing the contract, so can you do it now?"

Some villagers were full of doubts, and some villagers were eager to try. They have been attracted by what Mu Qi said.

The few wealthy people in the village even took the initiative to ask Mu Qi, their eyes were full of greed and desire.

Things have to do with wealth and they are naturally very positive.

"Of course I'll give you the money, and I'll cash it in immediately!"

Having said that, Mu Qi opened the box next to him and showed the contents to everyone.

The stacks of neat banknotes and the bright yellow metal made a group of villagers' eyes widen in an instant.

They became short of breath, drooling, and clenched their fists involuntarily.

There were even a few men with greedy and fierce eyes, as if planning to snatch it.

But there are too many people at the moment, they dare not do anything at all, but if it is dead of night, it is inevitable that some people will take risks.

Mu Qi saw it and just smiled softly.

"I am willing to sell Yangshou for ten years, not...20 years!"

A scoundrel in the village was the first to jump out and shouted to Muki with his eyes shining brightly.

In his heart, he didn't believe Mu Qi's statement at all, but these were not important, as long as he could get the money.

The villagers looked at Muki, and I wanted to see his reaction.

"No problem at all."

Mu Qi took out the paper and pen, and said to the rascal, "How many years of life are sold, you just need to write it down with a pen."

The rascal immediately came forward, tightly gripping the barrel of the pen with his fist, apparently knowing that he couldn't write.

"I want to sell it for 100 years, please figure out how much it will cost!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.

"You guy, you are already so old, how can you still live for 100 years?"

"If you can live for 100 years, I will live for 1 years!"

"Hahaha, if you can live 1 years, that's a big bastard!"

The villagers joked and laughed, and the rascal just followed suit with a smirk, while looking at Mu Qi expectantly.

"You can just write ten years on this piece of paper."

Mu Qi took out the red talisman and yellow paper, pointed to the blank space and said.

"Write for 100 years, or 50 years."

The rogue discussed with a hippie smile, but Mu Qi was unmoved, telling the other party that he could only write for ten years.

Seeing that his begging had no effect, the scoundrel could only mumble and write the number "ten" on the paper.

"It's finished, give me the money!"

The rascal looked at Mu Qi with anticipation on his face.

(End of this chapter)