Lu Yuan sat in the red official sedan chair and instructed the Five Ghosts to head out of Hang City.
The speed of the five ghosts was much faster than any modern tool. They carried the palanquin and moved quickly through the darkness.
Soon, they arrived outside the city.
Lu Yuan wasn't in a hurry to gather the ghost soldiers. Instead, he let the Five Ghosts carry them around the surrounding mountains.
Not long after, Lu Yuan found the location.
A few kilometers away from Hangzhou, there was a city god temple that had been left behind.
However, no one had cleaned it for a long time. It was dilapidated.
"Let's do it here."
There must be a reason why the predecessors built the City God Temple here. The feng shui here should be good, and it was just right for the Patrol Division Hall.
Lu Yuan took out the Patrol Division's main hall and gently threw it out.
In an instant, the mountain was covered in fog.
In the dense fog, a towering palace appeared in front of Lu Yuan.
This palace wasn't very magnificent, but it was extremely majestic.
Especially the words "Patrol Department" on the plaque, which seemed to carry a majesty that looked down on all living beings.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the Patrol Division Hall.”
Lu Yuan pushed open the door and entered the Patrol Division's main hall.
The interior was heavily decorated, and there was a solemn atmosphere everywhere, but there was no one, or rather, no ghost.
Is the system asking me to build the Patrol Division bit by bit?
Do you want me to put up a recruitment notice outside to recruit little ghosts for the Patrol Division?
Wasn't this too ridiculous?
"Ding, the host has not activated the Patrol Yin Cao's position.”
It turned out that he still had to activate it. Lu Yuan hurriedly looked at how to activate the Patrol Yin Cao.
"The Patrol Department is the strictest public order organization under the City God Manor. How can there be evil ghosts occupying the place where the Patrol Department's main hall is located!”
"Lord Patrol Envoy, please quickly exterminate the evil ghosts entrenched on the sealed mountain!”
This mission was not difficult. The sealed mountain was located outside Hang City, and there were not many evil ghosts occupying it. They should not be very powerful.
Just as Lu Yuan was about to summon 500 ghost soldiers, he heard a commotion outside.
"What do you want?"
"This is the Shing Wong Temple, the place where the Shing Wong lives.”
"You bunch of brats, you even dare to touch the Shing Wong Temple, do you want to die?!”
Lu Yuan frowned.
There were still people who wanted to demolish the Shing Wong Temple?
That shouldn't be the case. The location of the Shing Wong Temple wasn't good, and it wasn't a development zone. What was the point of tearing down the Shing Wong Temple?
.....
Halfway up the mountain, outside the Shing Wong Temple.
Old Zhang, who was over fifty years old and had white hair, was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He pointed at the dozen or so strong men in front of him and cursed.
Among the dozen or so burly men in front of him.
A bald man with a scar on his face snorted coldly.
"Old Zhang, don't give us your feudal superstitions all day long.”
"Pfft, it's been so many years, have you ever seen him come out to help you?”
Another muscular man wielding a sledgehammer also laughed contemptuously."Even if there really is a Shing Wong, he's so scared by our Boss Ghost that he doesn't dare to come out.”
"Old Zhang, get lost. Our boss said that the City God Temple is in the sealed mountain. It doesn't feel well and must be torn down today.”
"If you don't get lost, I'll beat you up too.”
The dozen or so brawny men cursed arrogantly as they swung their hammers towards the Shing Wong Temple.
"You brats, you're helping ghosts. You'll suffer retribution. Lord Shing Wong will definitely not let you off.”
Old Man Zhang was so angry that he stomped his feet.
The dozen or so burly men ignored him and walked straight to the Shing Wong Temple.
"What kind of world is this? Even ghosts dare to tear down the Shing Wong Temple!" Old Man Zhang cried out in grief.”
"Lord Shing Wong, open your eyes and take a look!”
The sound of crying spread throughout the entire sealed mountain.
In the next second.
Rumble!
A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky.
Immediately after.
Dark clouds rolled and a strong wind blew.
Countless black mists came from all directions.
An oppressive, terrifying, and stern aura pressed down from the sky.
"This official!"
"He's a ninth-grade inspector of the City God's Mansion in Hang City!”
"Who dares to be so impudent in front of Lord Shing Wong?”
In the rolling black fog, there was a tall figure in black official robes holding the Sealed Demon Sword.
His eyes shone brightly as he looked down at the land from above.
In the rolling black fog, the originally dilapidated Shing Wong Temple also changed. From a small temple, it directly turned into a majestic and huge palace.
There were three big words written on the plaque.
Patrol Division!
The cold-faced ghost soldiers in armor were standing by the door of the Patrol Division's main hall, staring at Old Zhang and the dozen or so strong men with cold gazes.
....
Everyday, I beg for flowers and tickets ~
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