My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 264 The black coffin in Qingluan Tower wailed secretly in Qingzhou (4000 words)
Qingluan Tower.

The towering pavilion has carved beams and painted beams, and soft sunlight shines through the carved window lattice, illuminating the entire room. It envelopes the voices and smiles of the beauties and diners in the room.

This is one of the largest brothels in Qingzhou City, taking care of the business of gambling stalls, food and accommodation, and spans many industries. It can be said that no matter what happens in Qingzhou City, Qingluan Tower will never fall behind.

The most popular thing about Qingluan Tower in recent days is naturally involving the old and new parties, the Geng family and Ji Yuan's bet on the speed of pacifying the ghost gate.

Silver worth hundreds of thousands of dollars flows into it every day, and the largest number of them are nobles from aristocratic families who hold power in various industries.

In the corridor on the third floor, a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious velvet hat made of blue silk flowers was holding walnuts in his hand, watching the guests below spending a lot of money.

"Another warm autumn~"

He hummed a tune, turned around and walked behind the pink gauze curtain.

The attentive steward walked up to the man, hunched over, holding an abacus and account book.

"Back to the young master, according to the accounts transferred from various places in Qingzhou, from this gambling, we can make as much profit in two months as we did last year."

"My subordinate is so stupid that I can't think of any reason for Ji Yuan to win."

Being able to conduct business across several lines of business in Qingzhou City under the implementation of the Qingwu Order and still be able to maintain it, the power behind Qingluan Tower cannot be underestimated.

"The wind direction in the city has not changed, right?" Zhao Xuanting asked again.

Even if there is a chance to kill Ji Yuan, he must not be the one who stands out.

"This is just like the so-called struggle between the old and the new parties in Qingzhou. What about Li, Zhao, Gengtian, the three sects, and the upstarts... it's not that complicated."

In the past few years, he was still motivated to compete, but in the past two years, with the shocking talents of Qiu Long, Weng Zhuomiao, and Ji Yuan, all the monsters have appeared on the scene. Even the powerful Zhao family has to submit to these upstarts, or rather Bow to the world.

"Sir, I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try, why do you think Ji Yuan will win?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, the smile in his eyes became even bigger.

Two years of turnover, this is not pure profit...

Naturally, he secretly fueled the situation to achieve such a scale.

"Young Master is very generous. On behalf of my brothers, I am here to thank you very much!" The middle-aged man instantly beamed with joy.

His talent is far inferior to that of Zhao Xuanzhi, and in Qingzhou, which increasingly advocates and values ​​martial arts, as time goes by, his chances of succeeding as head of the family become increasingly slim.

The middle-aged man is naturally one of the powerful heirs to the next head of the Zhao family, Zhao Xuanting, Zhao Xuanting's brother.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, waiting for the next step.

Although the old man told him, if Ji Yuan does not die, the Zhao family will have to be a coward.

"Let's make some money together." Zhao Xuanting waved his hand indifferently, "If you don't want to pay, how can the people under you be willing to sacrifice their lives for you?"

But it's okay to take this opportunity to make some money... right?

Zhao Xuanting glanced at the latter, chuckled, and sipped the tea on the table, "Why?"

"It hasn't changed!" the middle-aged man swore and patted his chest, "Our people have spread the news everywhere, eight hundred times a day. Now everyone in Qingzhou firmly believes that the Geng family's five thousand demon-suppressing people spit out every mouthful." He can also beat Ji Yuan."

The middle-aged man still asked what he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

Zhao Xuanting was relieved.

The middle-aged man was smiling.

It was none other than the Zhao family, the current governor of Qingzhou.

"Look at me, haven't I just turned to business and started a business?"

"What is the nature of the problem?"

There are some things that Zhao Xuanting, the heir to the Zhao family, can say, but a servant like him cannot.

"To put it bluntly, isn't it just that some people have more money, and some people have less money, so they are not happy?"

To be honest, even he felt that he would definitely win.

Even if you don’t do it yourself, someone else will.

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled bitterly, "Okay."

Zhao Xuanting spoke eloquently, "Let me tell you, there is nothing wrong with giving rewards based on merit. If the old man's own virtue is not worthy of his position, then come down."

Focus solely on making money.

……

The news and 'rumors' he had people spread were actually what they believed from the bottom of their hearts.

"Old guys are just tough talkers..."

Now this gambling game is sweeping Qingzhou with great momentum.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xuanting continued, "Instruct the accountant to give each of the brothers in the counties below one year's... no, two years' salary."

Regarding Zhao Xuanting's words, the middle-aged man could only lower his head in embarrassment, not daring to show any expression or say yes or no.

"Almost all the money on the plate is with the Geng family, and even the Geng family themselves have placed bets."

Afraid of being caught.

But Zhao Xuanting made a high profile and suddenly said, "I will tell you when the news of Ji Yuan's victory comes back."

Outside Qingzhou City.

On the carriage.

Taoist Priest Yi Li Mi and Abbot Black Stick took their disciples halfway and left first.

The only two senior brothers, Ji Yuan and Lei Boxi, were left in the car.

You can still say some things that are inconvenient to say in front of outsiders.

Lei Boxi said enthusiastically, "Junior brother, it's still about the black coffin."

"Didn't I tell you before that this black coffin is a piece of dark stone with better material."

Ji Yuan nodded, "Senior brother also said that this black coffin might come from the ghost world."

Lei Boxi continued, "I thought about the stone pieces you gave me earlier and found that the two are really similar."

"Not only are the materials similar, but even the properties are similar."

"It can emit demonic energy and produce ghostly energy..."

"And didn't you say that when you first saw this black coffin, there was a human-shaped mark inside."

When Ji Yuan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Senior brother, what you mean is that the black coffin might be a ghost gate?"

"That's right!"

Lei Boxi said, "This black coffin is probably a movable ghost gate."

"And it's very possible that someone has relied on this black coffin to enter and exit the ghost gate."

When Ji Yuan heard this, his expression became solemn again, "Does that mean that there was a ghost that came to this world with this black coffin?"

"Then if I rely on this black coffin to practice, wouldn't it be dangerous?"

Lei Boxi shook his head, "No, junior brother, you misunderstood me."

"I mean, this is most likely the road from Daqian to the ghost world."

"The traces of the human figure are most likely where this person's body was parked."

Lei Boxi's guess shocked Ji Yuan again, "The body has not passed, but the spirit has passed, right?"

Lei Boxi nodded, "That's right."

"Only with this explanation can the doubts on the black coffin be explained clearly."

"It's just that I haven't figured out how to open this ghost gate."

"Perhaps we need to rely on the formation master."

When Ji Yuan heard the words "Array Master", he thought of the second senior brother that several senior brothers had mentioned to him.

That second senior brother is a master who is proficient in formations.

The second senior brother was obsessed with studying the shapes and trends of mountains, rivers and rivers, and traveled around the world all year round.

He is also a man with a great mind, but an elusive figure.

Of course, the same is true for Master Li Baizhou's eldest disciple, but the eldest brother is more mysterious.

He was once known as a thousand-faced man. He was a scholar, a monk, and a Taoist priest...

Being proficient in various methods, it can be said that he has carried the word "Wantong" on his shoulders.

"Brother Qiba and I will think about it again, and we might be able to find a way out."

Lei Boxi said casually, and then talked about another thing. "I followed Lei Jiuyin in and out of Li Wenru's mansion so many times, and I finally figured it out and figured out some tricks."

"It was difficult for me to tell since the people from Yunshan Temple and Zhengyang Temple were there."

"What those two people probably mean is that the little emperor of the capital has called Li Wenru to the capital three times overtly or covertly, but the situation in the capital is too complicated, and even a figure like Li Wenru has to think twice."

"The two seem to be discussing the pros and cons of going to Beijing. Maybe they are already planning to form a partnership."

"But I don't quite understand why they asked me, an outsider, to do this."

Ji Yuan was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"I think... firstly, they want to use our Wantong Sect as a shield, and secondly, maybe they want to drag our Wantong Sect into trouble as well."

Wantong Sect is very powerful, but on the surface it has no foundation.

It is definitely the most ideal target for all forces.

"Senior brother, it's best to listen more and watch more, and don't talk."

Ji Yuan suggested.

Lei Boxi nodded, "I understand, your eighth senior brother said the same thing."

The two walked while talking.

The sound of rapid horse hooves came from ahead.

Ji Yuan opened the curtain and took a look, and saw the alchemist arriving on a fast horse covered with dust.

"grown ups."

The alchemist smiled with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, sir, on your triumphant return."

"Is the trip to Bishan going smoothly?"

Ji Yuan shook his head and chuckled, "I was splashed with dirty water, and I haven't found the original owner yet. But the matter of the ghost gate is over."

"It's a near miss."

"How did you know I was back?" Ji Yuan asked.

"Someone saw Abbot Heigang appearing in the city, so I guessed that your Excellency is not far away."

The alchemist replied.

"How is the current situation in Qingzhou?" Ji Yuan asked.

Fang Shicai smiled and said, "There is a big gambling game in the city. Countless people are waiting to see which family, you or the Geng family, can conquer the ghost gate faster."

"The momentum is huge, and the people involved include almost all the prestigious forces."

"These people are really boring." Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head.

He didn't really care about what happened in Bishan County.

When people go to higher places, it is inevitable that they will be exposed to some rumors and rumors.

That old saying goes well.

After I became a god, I had a great scholar explain the scriptures to me.

Failed……

Then it's useless no matter how much you say, sooner or later you will be on the pillar of shame.

It's just a few years earlier or a few years later.

Just like the unofficial history of King Xiang.

Anyway, if you want to move up, these rumors are unavoidable.

Fang Shicai's voice continued, "Most people are optimistic about the Geng family in this bet. After all, five thousand demon suppressors, if they want to pacify a ghost gate... they must be faster than adults."

"And according to my investigation, the biggest promoter behind this gamble is also an old acquaintance of ours."

"Who?" Ji Yuan asked curiously.

"Zhao family, the second son of the Zhao family. Zhao Xuanzhi's younger brother, Zhao Xuanting."

"His Qingluan Tower is the starting point of everything."

"This gambling game can spread to the entire Qingzhou and become the biggest event in recent months. This person has done a great job."

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Could it be that the Zhao family was behind the Bishan incident?

"The Zhao family has been cowardly for several months, and finally shows its flaws?"

Ji Yuan murmured.

The alchemist hesitated for a moment and said, "It's hard to say, but I heard that the Second Young Master Zhao, the Governor, and his brother are not very easy to deal with."

The alchemist immediately smiled and said, "But I also placed a bet, and the bet was on the adults."

"How much pressure?"

"Not much, that is, we have brought in everything that our proud tiger can bring."

When Ji Yuan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"This idea of ​​yours is not advisable."

"I'm not a god. If it fails, then all the wealth that our proud tigers have managed to save in the past two years will be lost."

"The so-called gods may not be stronger than adults, adults will not lose." Fang Shicai spoke firmly, and the sincerity in his eyes could not be faked.

When things involve him, his brothers seem to abandon their 'reason' and stand firmly on his side.

Ji Yuan's expression gradually became serious.

Unknowingly, he seemed to have become a god to some people.

……

Two days later.

Inside Qingzhou City.

Suddenly there was a piece of news that instantly shocked the whole city.

Ji Yuan is back!

In Qingluan Tower, countless wailing sounds were deafening.

The originally harmonious guests suddenly became red-faced and their eyes were about to burst.

He looked ferocious like a fierce ghost, with veins all over his body bulging out.

On the third floor, the corners of Zhao Xuanting's mouth were slightly raised, revealing an uninhibited smile.

"Amazing! Young Master, you are really amazing!"

The accountant rushed to Zhao Xuanting's side in a hurry, his eyes full of admiration, "Sir, Monk Wuyou told the news personally, that Ji Yuan, that Ji Yuan only took eight hours from entering the ghost gate to the time when the ghost gate was calmed down!"

"Eight hours!"

"For an ordinary martial artist of the fifth realm, it would take far longer than eight hours to run around Bishan's Ghost Gate."

Hearing this number, Zhao Xuanting's eyes also fluctuated.

"Eight hours...he is really a monster."

"Sir, how on earth did you calculate that Ji Yuan would win?"

"Even the eldest son is said to have joined the Geng family." The accountant's eyes were filled with shock.

Although the news from the Geng family has not come back yet, if the figure of eight hours mentioned by Monk Wuyou is true, then Ji Yuan will undoubtedly win.

Zhao Xuanting slowly said, "I don't have any news."

"Ah?" The accountant looked puzzled.

"No news, then why are you..."

Zhao Xuanting's face was slightly stiff, but he said relaxedly, "Because times have changed."

"Fifty years ago, even if you beat people to death, no one would believe that someone as powerful as the Zhao family and the Tian family would be overwhelmed by a new generation of fledgling geniuses."

"Not to mention a monster like Ji Yuan who holds the power of the great dynasty."

"I don't believe in Ji Yuan, I just believe in Da Shi..."

“The more something seems impossible with my past thinking, the more likely it is to happen.”

"Especially when it involves a monster like Ji Yuan who has great luck."

Zhao Xuanting was happy, "Now it seems that I won."

(End of this chapter)