"Thank you for your help this time, sir. Otherwise, the appearance of the Ghost King will have a huge impact on the human world. At that time, all lives will be in misery.”
Upon entering Gu Yue Zhai, Wang Hao spoke with a solemn expression. After he finished speaking, the four of them bowed at the same time.
"She's not a bad person."
Ye Yong said lightly.
“......”
Four people.
Thinking back to the information that the Ghost King seemed to have waited for this person for more than 300 years, he understood. It was better not to say bad things in front of this person.
"Sir hasn't introduced us to you yet. My name is Xu Zheng, and this is Wang Hao, Li Chen, and Lin Xun.”
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xu Zheng, who was thinner, quickly said.
"Greetings, everyone. Is there anything else?”
Ye Yong nodded and said gently.
"I wonder if Mister is willing to join our Patrol Department. However, as a consecrator, I won't give you too many tasks.”
Lin Xun said.
"Patrol Department!"
Ye Yong muttered in his heart that he had a vague impression of it.
It seemed that there was such an organization in every dynasty and generation in ancient times to protect the peace of China and eliminate demons and ghosts. So it still existed in modern times?
"No need."
Ye Yong waved his hand.
He was just a layman, or a salted fish for short. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so poor and still guarded the antique shop and didn't want to go out. If he hadn't obtained the system, Ye Yong estimated that it would be difficult for him to go out more than a few times in his life, so he naturally wouldn't have joined the Patrol Department.
Hearing Ye Yong's answer, the four of them were not too surprised and guessed it.
The psychology department of the Patrol Department had already made a guess about Ye Yong's character. He had lived for hundreds of years and had yet to come out of the world. He was obviously a reclusive expert. It would be strange if such a big shot would join the Patrol Department.
"Sir, is this okay? If there's any danger in the Great Land, can we ask you for help? We will pay you.”
Lin Xun, who was prepared, said again.
"Sure."
Ye Yong did not refuse.
He was also a Han, and protecting the country was something that was engraved in his blood. Even the most selfish person would not back down in front of his country, except for a small number of people.
"Thank you, sir."
"Thank you, sir."
"Thank you, sir."
The four of them heaved a sigh of relief and bowed again gratefully.
"No need to thank me. It's what I should do."
Ye Yong said slowly.
Thinking of how Ye Yong had once guarded the last city of the Han people, the four of them understood and felt deep respect.
"Sir, you have helped the Patrol Division greatly this time. This is our reward for you. Please accept it.”
Lin Xun took out a check and handed it to Ye Yong.
"I don't need money. I like antiques, so I'll exchange them for antiques. I don't need expensive antiques, just focus on special or historical ones.”
Ye Yong pushed the check back.
After the Ghost King incident, Ye Yong had also concluded that the key to unlocking a special inheritance seemed to be an item with special value and meaning. Compared to money, the inheritance was obviously more important to Ye Yong.
As he spoke, Ye Yong inadvertently glanced at the amount of the check and immediately opened his mouth to speak but hesitated.
F * ck, one billion?
So many?
He suddenly felt a little regretful. F * ck.
"Alright, then we'll arrange for someone to find antiques and send them over. If there's anything you need in the future, we'll pay you according to the antiques.”
Lin Xun nodded.
"Is there anything else?"
Ye Yong said.
The three of them immediately understood and bowed.”
.........
WuTang Sect.
Master Hu, who was sent back by the Patrol Department, walked all the way to the residence of the sect leader. When the disciples passed by, they all bowed to Master Hu and greeted him as Uncle Master or Grand Uncle Master. After nodding all the way, Master Hu came to a house and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
An old and energetic voice came from the room. Seeing this, Foreign Elder Hu pushed open the door and entered. He saw an old man with a youthful face and white hair who looked like a sage sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed.
"Senior Brother, are you comprehending the Heavenly Dao here again?”
Exalt Hu's mouth twitched as he tried to probe.
"Not bad."
The old man slowly opened his eyes.
“......”
Guardian Hu was speechless.
Did you cultivate to the devil?
You're all martial artists, but you really think you can cultivate?
"How is it?"
The old man asked.
"Senior Brother, this time…"
Mr. Hu roughly explained what had happened.
"Oh? An old antique who had lived for hundreds of years? How strange. It was rare for martial artists to live for hundreds of years. Other than the old ancestor, this was the first time he had heard of someone who had lived for hundreds of years.”
The old man was a little surprised, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He casually said,"So what if he has lived for three hundred years? It has nothing to do with us anyway. A martial artist's lifespan is ultimately limited to five hundred years.”
"Then, Senior Brother, have you succeeded in cultivating?”
The corner of Foreign Elder Hu's mouth twitched.
"Soon, soon."
The old man chuckled.
“......”
MDZZ。
In this day and age, there were still people who believed in cultivation?
It was already the 21st century. Did they understand atheism?
Mr. Hu didn't bother with his crazy senior brother and left after saying goodbye.
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