I just want to live an ordinary life with the power of the protagonist

Chapter 487 14. Monster Workshop

The ghost messenger shook his head slightly and rejected Wang Bo.

Wang Bo was not discouraged, and continued: "I know that my behavior is a bit abrupt, but I can make it up to Brother Guicha. If Brother Guicha needs anything, just say it, I will do my best and I will never refuse."

The ghost messenger smiled slightly and said, "You miss it."

"Misunderstanding?" Wang Bo couldn't help being taken aback.

"That's right, my magic weapon is a special magic weapon for ghost messengers. Only our ghost messengers can activate it. Even if I lend it to you, you can't use it."

Wang Bo: ...

It's okay for ghosts.

Didn't expect that in ancient times, there was this kind of identity lock, which is stronger than fingerprint lock, or soul lock?
Wang Bo suddenly felt that the ancient times did not seem so backward, and some things were taller than he imagined.From the looks of it, I definitely can't look at the world of Xianxia with old eyes.

But Wang Bo didn't understand. Since this thing can't be used, why do you take it out and make me jealous?

The ghost messenger saw Wang Bo's doubts and said, "You can't use this thing, but the manufacturing method is not special. You can find a magic weapon workshop and ask them to make one for you."

"There is still a workshop in the world that specializes in making magic weapons?" Wang Bo couldn't help being surprised.

The ghost messenger said: "Outside the city of Yongzhou in the human world, there is Baoqingfang. This is a monster workshop. It is used to forge magic weapons with humans and monsters. It is famous in the Three Realms."

Monster Workshop?Famous in the Three Realms?

Wang Bo felt more and more that this world of immortals was not simple anymore. If he swaggered out a million mechanical soldiers, he really wouldn't attract the attention of the gods, wouldn't he really overturn his car?

At this moment, Wang Bo fell into deep uncertainty.

Fortunately, he was not a sentimental person, so he quickly adjusted his mind, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother Guicha, for your guidance."

The ghost messenger smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome. To put it bluntly, like that cunning fortune teller, I just want to befriend you, but don't worry, I will never be reincarnated."

He could see that when Wang Bo heard about the reincarnation, his face turned dark, so he explained in advance to save the other party from misunderstanding.

When Wang Bo heard that one or two of them wanted to befriend him, he couldn't help feeling curious, so he couldn't help but come out, "You all want to befriend me, why exactly?"

Guicha laughed and said, "You are not a cultivator, so you may not know it. You are surrounded by merit and virtue, blessed by all peoples, and there is a faint dragon aura emerging. Presumably you must be the overlord of the world."

"A person like you, if he doesn't become an emperor in the future, he must be a saint."

"If you become the emperor and reincarnate as your son, you may be the next emperor and rule the world."

"If you don't want to become an emperor, you must be a sage reincarnated and become your son. He will be born rich and prosperous, and he will try his best to achieve the ultimate happiness in the world."

"That's the reason why that fortune teller forcibly made a relationship with you."

"Of course, I am no exception. Being able to form a relationship with you, maybe this fate will come in handy at some point."

After listening to Wang Bo, he understood.

Every time I capture a city, I order the soldiers to kill some people who have committed the most crimes, distribute food, and restore the city's vitality. I don't know how many people have been saved.

Moreover, millions of mechanical soldiers are invincible in all battles. As long as the gods don't intervene, winning the world is like picking something out of a pocket.

It is not surprising that there is a dragon aura looming.

It's just that I don't have the eyes to see these things.The yin and yang eyes can only see ghosts, but they are powerless to see other things.

Wang Bo smiled slightly, and was not angry because of Guicha's frankness. Instead, he liked Guicha greatly.

It's completely different from the fortune teller who cheated.

Wang Bo cupped his hands and said politely: "It is a great honor for me to be associated with Brother Guicha."

The ghost guard couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and said, "Since you understand everything, then go back, the ghost market is a ghost market after all, it's not a place where you, a living person, should come."

After finishing speaking, he made a handprint with his right hand, which attracted a strong wind. The door opened, and the strong wind swept Wang Bo, as if he wanted to send Wang Bo away.

But at this moment, something embarrassing happened.

The strong wind howled and swept Wang Bo, but no matter how the strong wind blew, Wang Bo could not be blown away.

Ghost difference: ...

Wang Bo: ...

A few seconds later, Wang Bo suddenly realized, and said hastily: "Don't bother to send me off, I'll go now."

After finishing speaking, Wang Bo flew up and left Qunyufang along the strong wind.

The ghost guard watched Wang Bo gradually disappear into his field of vision, and couldn't help covering his face, "Damn it, I missed it."

He was really embarrassed just now.

On the other hand, Wang Bo flew over the ghost city all the way along with the strong wind blowing. Unknowingly, the ghost city became farther and farther away from him. When the strong wind subsided, Wang Bo realized that he had returned to Yuzhou City.

Yuzhou City was still dead silent, every house turned off the lights, and the night had completely engulfed the town.

From afar, it looks like a ghost town.

Standing in the sky above Yuzhou City, Wang Bo unfolded the yin and yang eye spell, his eyes glowed faintly, and scanned Yuzhou City back and forth several times, but found no trace of the ghost.

Obviously, what these ghosts are hiding is deeper than they imagined.

Now, Wang Bo can only pin his hopes on the soul-locking bell, hoping that the soul-searching bell can help him find the ghost.

So Wang Bo teleported to Yongzhou.

Although Yongzhou is not comparable to ancient cities like Luoyang and Chang'an, it still has a history of thousands of years since the Quanling Marquis was established in 124 BC.

Of course, what made Yongzhou famous was the "Eight Records of Yongzhou" left by Liu Zongyuan, one of the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, when he was demoted to Yongzhou. This article had a great influence in the history of literature.

It also let people understand Yongzhou at once.

But at this time, even Yongzhou, which was once prosperous, is still under the great environment and has been greatly affected. The streets are full of beggars.

These are people who fled to Yongzhou because of the war in their hometown.

However, because Yongzhou had not yet experienced war at this time, Yongzhou produced a fragmented picture.

There are beggars everywhere on the streets, but there are also many wealthy businessmen, literati and inkmen in gorgeous clothes, and handsome ladies and scholars coming and going.

Many wealthy sons and servants from wealthy families walked through the market with their servants, all dressed in bright clothes, but they dismissed the beggars on the roadside asking for money.

The whole Yongzhou is like a microcosm of the world.

(End of this chapter)