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Chapter 501: The Three (Six?) Headed Dog of Hell

The oil painting world did not return to its original state after Lin Yuan left, and it remained a clean and tidy robot factory.

Wang Xiaoming and Zhang Xianguang have stopped their initial verbal sparring.

They talked a lot, almost unyieldingly, about the pros and cons of this so-called "robot production line."

Wang Xiaoming stared at Zhang Xianguang with a serious look. "According to the information, you used to be a teacher. I didn't expect that teachers of that era could be so eloquent."

"It's the same for you. I didn't expect Professor Wang to be so experienced in bargaining." Zhang Xianguang said with a smile.

Yang Xiao got a stool from somewhere and sat aside to watch the fun. He almost put out a few plates of sunflower seeds and peanuts. "That's enough of the business boasting. Do you guys want to chat more?"

"The real master is gone, what else is there to talk about? But his power is getting more and more terrifying. In the past, things that were out of his sight would return to their original state, even in the white fog ghost domain. But now, even though he has left, both us and everything in this oil painting are still the same as he knew them." Zhang Xianguang sighed softly.

The robot display on Yang Xiao's head showed a smile, "His ghost domain can cover the whole country and pull more than one billion people into the consciousness space for a referendum. Isn't this more shocking than it is now? Moreover, if he can't do this, you won't try so hard to use these robots to let him use the ghost domain to cover a city for a long time, right?"

Zhang Xianguang was neither surprised nor angry that his plan was seen through.

His plan was not particularly secret. Anyone with a little bit of common sense and enough knowledge of the inside story could guess it.

But the simpler the plan, the fewer loopholes it has, and the more difficult it is to stop.

"The store manager's adventurer system is a very good choice. It can give ghost riders a truly hopeful growth path, rather than facing terror and despair every time they deal with a supernatural incident. All I do is help the store manager take a step further, without any selfish motives." Zhang Xianguang said lightly.

Yang Xiao did not refute because he knew very well that what Zhang Xianguang said was true.

This guy really thinks of himself as a saint, but he is the kind of saint who is "unkind and treats all things as straw dogs."

This guy really wants to end the supernatural era, bring the human world back to normal track, and exclude evil spirits from the human world.

But in the process of achieving this goal, he didn't care about other people's lives at all.

In order to achieve this goal, he has killed many ghost riders and sacrificed many ordinary people in the past few decades. But do these ghost riders and these ordinary people really have to become victims on this road?

Zhang Xianguang has no selfish motives, but his "public spirit" is too strong.

He was able to manipulate a person's birth, growth, and future with ease, and in the end, he created an extraordinary being like He Yuelian.

Such a person does not even care about his own life.

As long as the goal can be achieved, when the time is right, you can also use yourself as a bargaining chip. Why would you care about other people's lives?

Such people have no selfishness, but also no reverence for life.

That kind of people……

"Whether you have selfish motives or not is meaningless to me. If you have nothing else to say, then just tell me the final price. Once we've negotiated, I can report to the store manager."

Wang Xiaoming had no intention of listening to Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao lamenting about the rest of their lives. An old fellow who was out of touch with the times, an old man who seemed calm but was actually possessed, was not worth his attention at all.

If you have this much time, it would be better to study more about the "store manager".

Of course.

If you can study it, that would be something that would really make you excited!
Zhang Xianguang looked at Wang Xiaoming meaningfully and said, "Okay, then I'll give you a quote. But I'm not selling the production line. I'm responsible for processing. I can arrange the raw materials and the ordinary robot driver. The price is the same as the paper-making shop in Taiping Ancient Town, three yuan per machine."

"Impossible, the store manager's goal is to acquire this production line, not to buy the finished product directly." Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "Don't test him anymore, just tell me your bottom line. You should know that you can't keep what the store manager wants. Don't let your house get robbed and end up with nothing."

This sentence was very interesting. Zhang Xianguang laughed when he heard it. "Old Yang, would you steal this thing and sell it to the store manager?"

Yang Xiao stroked his chin and said with a smile: "It's not impossible. This production line can sell for a few hundred yuan at least, and then I will be free."

"Oh! It seems that I have to sell it." Zhang Xianguang said sadly.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but frowned as he watched the performance of the two people, but he didn't say anything, just watched quietly. Soon Zhang Xianguang spoke again, "The robot production line is one hundred yuan."

so cheap?

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, "What about the seven material boxes? They shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"That's right. I won't talk about the nature of these seven material boxes, let's talk about their conditions. As long as they are not damaged, they can provide a steady supply of production raw materials. It can be said that there is no big problem with unlimited energy supply. So there is no way I can sell them. But I can provide simple raw material supply. For example, the raw materials for producing a robot only cost one dollar, which is two-thirds less." Zhang Xianguang said.

Wang Xiaoming still shook his head. "What the store manager wants is a complete production line, not a production process that is controlled from the source. But you probably don't want to talk to me, so go find the store manager. I believe he will give you a suitable price."

This is a reminder and also a threat.

Zhang Xianguang didn't mind, he just nodded and said, "That's right, after all, you can't make the decision, I still have to talk to someone who can make the decision, so as not to waste time."

Wang Xiaoming's forehead twitched, but he did not refute.

Zhang Xianguang ignored Wang Xiaoming and left the room.

At the same time, Zhang Xianguang’s portraits…or rather, his figure—appeared one after another in the oil paintings hanging on the walls of each floor.

These oil paintings are the doors leading to the oil painting space, and also the windows for the oil painting space to peek into the situation in the ghost post office. Zhang Xianguang wants to find the "store manager" in this way.

But Zhang Xianguang searched everywhere but couldn't find the "store manager", which made him suddenly feel uneasy.

"Did the store manager go back? That shouldn't be the case. The white fog ghost area hasn't even dissipated yet. He must still be there, but... he doesn't want me to see him? Could it be that he discovered something and doesn't want me to know?"

Zhang Xianguang's heart skipped a beat.

He did clean up the ghost post office, and in order to welcome the "store manager" without any trouble, he even drove out all the messengers in advance to make room and position for the "store manager".

Including the dead souls in the oil painting world, all are confined in the post office of the oil painting world.

Even those few who came out to act as cheerleaders and hold banners were all sent back to the post office after completing their mission to prevent them from causing trouble.

The only one who hadn’t been cleaned up seemed to be... Tian Xiaoyue!

That was the second manager of the Ghost Post Office. Because of his different ideas from Zhang Xianguang, he was unwilling to join the Peach Blossom Spring Project. However, the Ghost Post Office was too important in the Peach Blossom Spring Project, so Zhang Xianguang visited the Ghost Post Office for the third time, became the manager himself, and then killed Tian Xiaoyue.

However, as the manager of the Ghost Post Office, as long as he does not take the initiative to leave the Ghost Post Office, he is an immortal being, unless he dies of old age like Luo Wensong.

So after Tian Xiaoyue was dismembered by Zhang Xianguang, Zhang Xianguang could only store her limbs separately. As long as these limbs were not put back together, Tian Xiaoyue would not be able to wake up and compete with him for the management of the Ghost Post Office.

Later, as time went by, some messengers found parts of Tian Xiaoyue's limbs in some places, and they thought they were some hidden rewards, so they started collecting them.

It’s a pity that no one succeeded, because when these people had this idea, they were already on Zhang Xianguang’s kill list and were destined to die.

However, Zhang Xianguang was not in a hurry to retrieve Tian Xiaoyue's limbs that were taken out of the original storage place by these people, and let them be scattered throughout the Ghost Post Office.

This is him, he has absolute confidence in his control over the Ghost Post Office.

If any messenger really dared to make a move, he wouldn't need to do it himself, nor would he need to ask the outside world for help, or team members like Nie Yingping to take action. He only needed to adjust the delivery task and he could easily kill the person.

But now, what if Tian Xiaoyue’s existence was known to the “store manager”?
Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Xianguang's forehead. The more he thought about it, the more this possibility seemed to him. Coupled with the image of the Ghost Post Office in the "store manager's" mind, he felt even more uneasy.

"My performance was too direct. Being able to sell robot production lines is a power that is beyond the control of the middle-level staff. No, I have to find a scapegoat. Perhaps Tian Xiaoyue is a good choice."

Zhang Xianguang knew very well that if he wanted to survive within the sphere of influence of the Peace Hotel, he must abide by the corresponding rules, and these rules could also be seen as the laws of killing in the outside world.

He has transcended ordinary ghost riders and evil spirits.

But the "store manager" can be completely regarded as a special evil spirit with a certain degree of intelligence, so he has a fixed pattern of killing.

Unless he intervenes personally, the killing pattern will be triggered and he will be attacked with no chance of survival.

Just like Zhang Xianguang's control over ordinary messengers in the Ghost Post Office, he and the "store manager" also have absolute control over the life and death of these ghost riders who enter and leave the Peace Hotel.

"In the eyes of the store manager, the Ghost Post Office is the white glove of a terrorist organization, and Yang Xiao and I are just poor people who were dragged into it. We have become middle-level managers through our own efforts, with certain powers and more authority. Then, someone has to take on the top job and bear all the sins. So, Tian Xiaoyue, Tian Xiaoyue, I hope you can contribute some value to me!"

Zhang Xianguang thought so and did not look for the "store manager" anymore.

He knew very well that if the "store manager" didn't want him to find her, he would never be able to see her. What he had to do now was to confirm Tian Xiaoyue's condition. As long as he could find even a piece of Tian Xiaoyue's body, he would be able to continue with his plan.

Otherwise, when the "store manager" gathered all parts of Tian Xiaoyue's body and resurrected her, and let this woman who had no idea of ​​the existence of the Peace Hotel say something she shouldn't have said, then everything would be over!
Zhang Xianguang was extremely anxious, but he didn't know that his worries were unnecessary.

Zhang Xianguang was not wrong in his guess about the "store manager" and him, but he overlooked the close connection between him and the "store manager".

Like now.

Lin Yuan took over the body of the "store manager" which was controlled by an ordinary person's consciousness. It was like when playing a computer game, one suddenly connected to a VR virtual device and experienced the feeling of entering the game with one's real body.

The white fog ghost domain covered the entire country. Although some techniques were used, it was still a heavy burden for Lin Yuan, which affected his condition a little.

If he wanted to do this again, the White Mist Ghost Realm would probably begin to erode his will.

But just playing a "descent" in a haunted place like the Ghost Post Office is still a very easy thing, which is why the ghost messenger was called over.

Could it be that he really came here to work hard?

As Lin Yuan regained consciousness, the white mist around him began to surge and rushed into Lin Yuan's body. As the mist poured in, a terrifying aura began to spread around. The two big black dogs that were fighting not far away stopped, lay on the ground, and trembled as if they had encountered a terrifying natural enemy.

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Faintly, their bodies began to become illusory, no longer looking like big black dogs, but instead turned into two corpses of old people covered with corpse spots, being pressed to the floor, unable to move.

Only the ghost took a step forward and put his hand on Lin Yuan's back.

The shadow of the Peace Hotel appeared behind the ghost, and a terrifying suppressing force appeared. The white mist gradually stopped, and the white mist in Lin Yuan's body began to dissipate outwards. At the same time, the terrible aura on his body slowly dissipated.

"Now the ghost has been completely incorporated into the Peace Hotel as a puzzle piece. It can help me even more. I can even use it to reflect the Peace Hotel into reality."

Lin Yuan stretched lazily.

When he was in the Peace Hotel, he was also able to move freely. The study room that shouldn't exist was not small in size and was enough for Lin Yuan to move around.

But only in the outside world can Lin Yuan feel free.

"There are a few more ghosts in the ghost post office, and they are also part of the knocking ghost puzzle. Now this is just the opening ghost? No wonder they have a sense of each other and have to run together."

As one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, Luo Wensong's strength is unquestionable.

Kill by knocking on the door, kill by blocking the door.

Kill with the door open, kill with the door closed.

The superposition of countless doomed ghosts is so terrifying that it goes without saying. Lao Hei is just a door-knocking ghost. This time he was brought to the Ghost Post Office by the "store manager", and he is bound to have some connection with the door-blocking ghost, the door-opening ghost, and the door-closing ghost.

The attraction between puzzles is inevitable within a certain range.

Lin Yuan looked at the big black dog that had turned into two old men's corpses and murmured, "Big black dogs are still more beautiful."

His words seemed to be the continuation of the rules. Even a fully revived evil spirit and Yang Jian’s nightmare could not resist his will.

In the blink of an eye, the two terrifying ghosts, the Knocking Ghost and the Opening Ghost, had turned back into big black dogs. They lay on the ground, whimpering, wailing and begging for mercy.

Lin Yuan looked at this scene expressionlessly and said calmly: "Continue."

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

The two big black dogs instantly regained their ferocity and started biting each other again. At the same time, Lin Yuan also noticed someone spying on him from the oil painting next to him.

He didn't want Zhang Xianguang to see the current situation, so Zhang Xianguang naturally couldn't see it.

The Ghost Post Office has been completely invaded by the White Mist Ghost Domain. Rather than being the manager's home ground, it is more like Lin Yuan's home ground, a place controlled by his will. Even Zhang Xianguang, the third manager of the Ghost Post Office, cannot violate it in the slightest.

The fight between the two big black dogs soon came to an end.

Luo Wensong dismembered his own spirit, and only the knocking ghost was taken out of the ghost post office by his corpse. After the evil ghost revived, it knocked on doors in the real world.

But the other evil ghosts who were dismembered stayed in the Ghost Post Office and became agents to punish the messengers who violated the rules of the Ghost Post Office. They wandered around the Ghost Post Office every night and killed people according to the killing rules.

By accident, the Knocking Ghost was brought to the Peace Hotel by Yang Jian, and was subdued by Lin Yuan and given the position of watchdog of the Peace Hotel.

In this system, the knocking ghost has been fed many times, and its terror level has increased significantly. It is no longer a simple A-level evil ghost.

The door-opening ghost has been staying in the ghost post office. Although it has killed many people, it has not completed the puzzle and the degree of horror has not increased.

In contrast, the door-opening ghost was quickly suppressed by the door-knocking ghost, and its performance here was... being eaten.

The knocking ghost, Lao Hei, ate this fellow who was only a little smaller than himself bite by bite. Blood splattered everywhere and fell on the floor in the white mist, looking extremely terrifying.

After eating, the knocking ghost Laohei stood still where he was, and his body began to grow bigger.

It was originally the size of a calf, but now it is obviously much stronger and more intimidating. What's even more strange is that a second dog head has grown on its neck next to the dog head.

Can a dog with two heads be normal?
"If it has one more head, wouldn't it be a three-headed dog of hell?" Lin Yuan laughed dumbly. He didn't control the direction of the old black dog's change. This was its self-adjustment based on the "store manager's" cognition while completing the puzzle. "No, no, now it has two puzzles, blocking the door and closing the door. Wouldn't it become a dog with four heads? What if opening the door and turning off the lights are also considered as supernatural puzzles? It will be a dog with six heads?"

In front of Lin Yuan, white mist surged and soon condensed into a big black dog with six heads.

Seeing this image, Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud, "This is really... quite interesting. In that case, Lao Hei, then go out for a walk by yourself. Zhang Xianguang happened to be looking for me, I'll go back and talk to him."

"Wang!"

Lao Hei's two heads shouted at the same time, then took a step and ran towards the depths of the corridor, looking so happy, as if they were going to have a new meal.

"This silly dog."

Lin Yuan laughed and shook his head, then returned to the first floor lobby.

The rules of going up and down the stairs of the Ghost Post Office seemed to be completely non-existent in front of Lin Yuan, and this strange Ghost Post Office seemed to have become an ordinary post office at this moment, allowing Lin Yuan to go up and down.

Lin Yuan stopped when passing the stairs to the second floor.

In front of him was Zhang Xianguang who had just bent down to pick up a head, but he still could not notice Lin Yuan who was so close.

"Tian Xiaoyue's head has turned into a gorilla's head. Does that mean the store manager must have seen it but didn't take it away? Whatever the reason, this is a good thing. This way, I can arrange a lot of things. Not only Tian Xiaoyue, but also Luo Wensong, are all resources I use to improve the background of the Ghost Post Office. If successful, perhaps I can control the Ghost Post Office with more freedom."

Zhang Xianguang's eyes were bright, and he pulled the chain around his neck with his hands.

Outside the White Fog Ghost Domain, the restraints given to him by the Ghost Post Office were illusory and could not be seen with the naked eye, but inside the White Fog Ghost Domain, this restraint had turned into this touchable yet extremely strong iron chain.

This also made Zhang Xianguang even more unbearable.

Picking up the head, Zhang Xianguang went straight upstairs and walked past Lin Yuan, but still saw nothing.

"Things are getting more and more interesting. I just don't know what kind of story Zhang Xianguang is going to make up for me. If it's not particularly interesting, I won't approve of it. Besides, I should create some trouble for him, otherwise how can he make Luo Wensong the boss behind the scenes?"

Lin Yuan chuckled, and at the same time decided the next direction of the Ghost Post Office drama.

At the beginning, Zhang Xianguang dismembered Tian Xiaoyue's body into six parts. In order to prevent them from being easily found and resurrected, and to prevent the various parts from attracting each other and moving together like puzzle pieces, he placed a copy on each floor, from the first floor to the fifth floor, and finally to the sixth floor which only managers could enter.

The head in his hand was now placed in a room on the first floor, and then was taken to the second floor by a messenger.

Unfortunately, this messenger was unlucky. When he was carrying the head to look for other limbs, he was attacked by a ghost wandering in the ghost post office at night.

The man was dead and his head was left on the stairs.

Zhang Xianguang went all the way from the second floor to the fourth floor and smoothly took away Tian Xiaoyue's left hand, right leg and left leg, but when he reached the fifth floor, he encountered some accidents.

In front of him, a dog with two heads, stronger than a calf, was standing at the stairs, baring its sharp fangs at him.

(End of this chapter)