Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

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"Do you have any opinion?"

"No comment."

The ghost mother laughed grimly, and said in a sinister tone: "No matter where this sinister underworld is, as long as you dare to set foot in the southern region, you will be against our eight ghost kings!"

"Ten days later, all the ghosts from my mother's ghost country will also come to Nanyuan City to help!"

Zhuang Wang nodded and said: "Since both of you have expressed your opinion, the old man should also express his opinion."

"Ten days later, the old man will also order all the zombies in Zombieland to come to Nanyuan City and suppress the underworld!"

In their view, no matter where this sinister underworld is sacred, it must be suppressed.

The cake in the Southern Territory is so big, it is absolutely impossible for them to allow a new force to infiltrate their territory.

With the leadership of the three ghost kings, the rest of the ghost kings followed suit.

Agree to come to Nanyuan City.

"it is good!"

Seeing that the seven ghost kings all agreed, the ghost master let out a smirk, and excitement welled up in his eyes.

The eight ghost kings attack at the same time, the underworld will undoubtedly die!

At that time, he will not only be able to destroy the Underworld, but even trample the entire Chu Kingdom under his feet.

It's killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone!

The ghost master laughed, picked up a glass of blood wine, and said loudly: "In that case, let us look forward to ten days later."

"As soon as the Ghost Festival arrives."

"It's the time when the underworld is destroyed!"

Chapter 35 Mr. Xue, go home

Time flies like running water.

Soon, seven days passed.

In the Temple of Heaven.

After Chen Qiye finished approving a memorial, he suddenly said:

"Black and white impermanence!"

"Subordinates are here!"

The black and white impermanent figure walked out of the hall and saluted Chen Qiye respectfully.

Chen Qiye said lightly: "Seven days have passed, Xue Dingshan's day should have arrived."

"Both of you, go to the Jinyi Hall yourself and bring him over."

"It can also be regarded as a reward for his life's merits."

"Yes!"

Black and White Wuchang nodded in unison, and after bowing down to Chen Qiye, they retreated respectfully.

……

Inside Jin Medical Hall.

Looking at the ghost masters and old friends all around.

Xue Dingshan said calmly, "Everyone, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore."

In Jin Medical Hall, the atmosphere instantly became dead silent.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help turning red.

Wang Yuqing resisted the urge to cry, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Old Xue, what are you talking about? The doctor just said that your injury has begun to improve, and you will be discharged from the hospital in a short time."

"Yes, Mr. Xue."

"Stop thinking about it, lie down and take care of your body."

Listening to everyone's comfort, Xue Dingshan smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, don't lie to me."

"The old man's body, the old man knows well..."

Speaking of this, Xue Dingshan coughed violently.

His breath was extremely weak.

Lying on the hospital bed at this moment, I didn't even have the strength to raise my hand.

Seeing Xue Dingshan's haggard appearance, everyone was silent for a while.

Some ghost masters couldn't bear it any longer, and tears flowed from their eyes.

Wang Yuqing couldn't help crying even more, holding Xue Dingshan's hand tightly with both hands, her shoulders trembled.

"Ouch, it's all right, what are you crying for?"

Looking at the weeping crowd, Xue Dingshan quickly laughed and said, "Life, old age, sickness and death are just human nature."

"Besides, the old man has lived for more than 80 years, which is considered a long life."

"I have worked hard for Nanyuan City all my life, and now I can finally take a breath. Shouldn't you be happy for me?"

The crowd did not speak.

They wiped away their tears one by one, their expressions full of sadness.

In the end, it was Xue Dingshan who said, "Okay, you all go away."

"Yuqing and a few high-level executives stay here, I have something to explain to you."

Hear what Old Xue said.

Although the crowd was full of reluctance, they still nodded.

Even in the last few hours, no one dared to disobey this respected old man.

Soon.

Only Wang Yuqing and several high-level ghost masters were left in the room.

Xue Dingshan waved his hand, as if calling for Wang Yuqing to come over.

Seeing this, Wang Yuqing hurriedly knelt down in front of Xue Dingshan's bed, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness.

"Yuqing girl..."

Xue Dingshan sighed and said, "Among so many people, you are the one I worry about the most."

"I'm an old friend with your grandfather. Before your grandfather left, he entrusted you to me."

"Fortunately, I have never disgraced you for decades, and finally took care of you as an adult."

"It's a pity that I can't see you getting married and having children..."

"In the future, you must be good alone, but don't be bullied by others..."

Speaking of sadness, Xue Dingshan's eyes became moist.

Xue Dingshan never shed tears when he was bitten by Lao Zhu's corpse.

Xue Dingshan never shed tears when he heard that he was critically ill.

But when he thought that Wang Yuqing would be alone in the future, he finally couldn't help crying.

The reluctance in my heart stabbed like a knife.

Vice President Zhang Yi said softly: "Old Xue, don't worry, Yuqing is also a girl we watched and grew up, and we will take good care of her."

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Xue Dingshan nodded, with gratitude in his eyes.

In this case, he can leave with peace of mind.

"correct……"

At this moment, Xue Dingshan seemed to think of something, and asked, "How about the old people I asked you to pay attention to?"

When it came to work, everyone put away their sad expressions.

Wang Yuqing wiped away her tears, forced herself to calm down, and said, "Old Xue, we have been sending people to observe for the past few days."

"Those old people have been healthy these days, no different from before."

"is it?"

Hearing this, Xue Dingshan nodded.

These old people are all in good health.

And he passed away after seven days.

Is it...

"Did I win?"

Xue Dingshan murmured with a complicated expression.

There was some excitement in his tone, but also some apprehension.

"Choice?"

"What's the middle move?"

Everyone has doubts on their faces.

Xue Dingshan shook his head, but did not answer the question.

He looked at the crowd, and his tone gradually became a little difficult: "Okay, my time is probably up here..."

"While still breathing, let me explain some things."

"Old Zhang, you are the vice president of Nanyuan City, and you are familiar with the work of controlling ghosts in the city. There are some things that I still need to learn from you."

"After I die, I'm afraid the capital will send a special chairman to come over. At that time, I will ask you to help me."

"Don't worry, President."

Zhang Yi nodded.

Xue Dingshan continued: "After I die, everything will be kept simple."

"After the body is cremated, bury the ashes in the backyard of Ghost Master's headquarters."

"I have been working for the headquarters all my life, and being able to be buried there can be regarded as ashes to ashes and dust to dust."

"All funeral matters must not be extravagant and wasteful, nor should they be publicized."

Everyone nodded and wrote down Xue Dingshan's words one by one.

Xue Dingshan took a breath, his eyes looking at the ceiling gradually became lax.

"In the drawer of my residence, there are dozens of taels of silver, which are the savings I have saved in my life."

"Your funeral expenses should all be drawn from these silver coins. Don't use the court's money, use all my own money."

"Remember, don't exceed this amount."

"If there are any leftovers, you can distribute them to the poor people in the city for me."

"If these people can have a good meal and wear new clothes, I will be satisfied."

Xue Dingshan had no children all his life.

Dedicated his whole life to Nanyuan City.

Even before he died, he still had the people of Nanyuan City in his heart.

The hearts of Wang Yuqing and several senior officials trembled.

"Old Xue, we all understand."

Zhang Yi bent down, put her ear close to Xue Dingshan's mouth, and asked softly, "Old Xue, what else do you have to explain, we will definitely do it."

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