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Chapter 143: Four Ghost Kings(2/2)

the other side.

Zhang Heng walked and looked around the city and found that Sifang City was quite prosperous.

Sifang City is the main city of Sifang County and the economic and political center.

Even if its current ruler is a ghost, it will not affect its prosperity at all, because people always have various desires that need to be satisfied, and these basic demands will not change depending on who the ruler is.

As for the population, there are about three hundred thousand.

Don’t be too little, ancient times are different from modern times, and they are simply unable to support modern international metropolises with a population of tens of millions.

More than 300,000 people were already a lot in ancient times. You must know that Chengdu, the imperial capital of Shu among the Three Kingdoms, had a population of only 900,000.

"Human beings are indeed highly adaptable creatures."

"Look at these shops, every household has portraits of the ghost kings from all directions. If this continues, maybe the Yellow Slaughter World will develop into a deformed world where humans and ghosts coexist."

Fear comes from the unknown on the one hand, and harm on the other hand.

If Zhang Heng came to operate, he would establish two departments. One is the Propaganda Department, which specializes in promoting that people will become ghosts after death, so today's ghosts are also everyone's tomorrow. Humans and ghosts are equal, and everyone does not need to be afraid at all, because sooner or later you will

There is also such a day.

As long as the publicity is good, the barriers between humans and ghosts will disappear a lot.

It can even evolve into the idea that people should work hard to make progress as a human being. In this way, after death, they can enjoy peace and happiness after turning into ghosts, just like the bliss of the West, allowing people to cultivate in the afterlife.

Then set up a prize donation system.

Just like donating blood, if a person donates Yang Qi once a year, his family will not have to donate again within a year, and will not be selected for blood food, and various rewards will be given.

In this way, there is no need to catch them at all, and everyone will donate willingly.

Although being sucked in Yang Qi once will make you sick for at least ten days and a half, people who have been exploited by capital know that when capital stands up and speaks, life is really just a series of numbers.

Let alone being sick for ten days and a half, there are still many people who are willing to do it even if they die.

It’s not even the Yellow Tujie.

As for Zhang Heng himself, he remembers it very clearly, it was around 2000.

The blood bank is short of blood. I don’t know if it’s a hospital or a black market merchant. I find someone to buy blood and the price is very high. As long as you donate blood, you will be given two hundred yuan for one donation. These two hundred yuan are equivalent to less than half of the money at that time.

The monthly salary is paid, and many people go there.

Some of those who didn't catch up even gave snacks and melon seeds to the organizer in the village, hoping to bring them with them next time such a good thing happens again.

It can be seen from this.

If anyone comes to offer yang energy, give him two hundred kilograms of grain, and a lot of people will be willing to come.

In the same way, ghosts do not have a large demand for food. The commercial tax and grain tax under the rule of the ghost king can be used for this purpose.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng is a human, not a ghost.

Position determines your thoughts. Otherwise, if you just rely on the capital effect, you can join the account of any ghost king, and the other party will not call him sir.

Maybe I can write a novel "My Ghost King Can't Be So Cute" in the future.

"Master, the city lord's mansion has arrived."

Sha Liang's words brought Zhang Heng back to reality.

"Um."

Zhang Heng nodded and warned: "Stay at the door."

After showing the invitation to the human guards outside the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Heng successfully entered the City Lord's Mansion.

It’s different than imagined.

In the city lord's palace, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Although it is already October, the flowers are still blooming inside, which is the time of beauty.

Go further inside.

Across the small bridge and flowing water, in the courtyard attic, two deer poked their heads out of the garden in confusion, tilted their heads and looked at Zhang Heng, and then ran away happily. If they hadn't known in advance, who would have dared to say that this was the Demon King's Cave instead of

Xianjia Cave Mansion.

"Guest, please come with me."

A little.

A man wearing a bamboo hat and a long robe appeared in front of Zhang Heng: "My master is already waiting for you in the underground palace."

Zhang Heng glanced at the man in the hat.

Cover it tightly, no skin is exposed.

It was expected that this person should be a yaksha or a ghost, and it didn't look like a living person, because there is no need for a living person to make themselves like this in broad daylight.

"I heard that the Sifang Ghost King has been in a bad mood recently?"

Zhang Heng asked casually while following the man in the bamboo hat as he walked inside.

"There are always people making trouble lately, disturbing the master's Qing Xiu."

The man in the hat answered from the side.

"What a troubled time!"

"If I remember correctly, since the Taoist sect was disbanded, the world has been pure for almost thirty years, right?"

"Thirty years, two generations later, it looks like we are about to enter a time of great strife again."

After the Daomen retreated overseas, there was no large-scale resistance in the Huang Tujie.

Now, I don't know how the local Taoist sects overseas are developing, but looking at the ghost masters who made trouble today, I'm afraid the ghost masters alliance can't wait any longer, and they are clamoring that the times are about to change.

"What is supposed to come will always come."

The man in the hat replied.

Zhang Heng knew the elegant meaning of the song after hearing it, and said with a smile: "I hope I'm not that bad guest."

The man in the hat didn't reply, and took the initiative to open the door of the main hall for Zhang Heng: "Guest, my master is inside, please..."

"Um."

Zhang Heng nodded and walked in.

Upon first sight, the main hall is filled with everlasting lanterns, and in the middle of the hall is a stone staircase going downwards.

Zhang Heng did not hesitate and walked down the stone staircase.

Walking through the zigzag stone staircase, there is a very empty hall below. There are torches in the hall and it is empty. At the end of the hall, which can accommodate thousands of people, is a big golden chair.

Sitting on the chair was a giant who was ten feet tall, half as tall as Sha Liang.

This giant has five eyes, two on its forehead and three in its eye sockets.

There is a black mask on his face that covers his mouth and nose, and a trident-like bone fork stands on his hand.

"Your Excellency Ghost King, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Zhang Heng looked at the Ghost King from all directions.

The Sifang Ghost King held his chin, unable to see his expression clearly, and said angrily: "I have lived for eight hundred years, and the most important thing I don't lack is time."

After a slight pause in his tone, he added: "I thought you would have to wait until the sixth day of next month, my eight hundredth birthday, to come see me, but I didn't expect it to be earlier than I thought."

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "The early bird catches the worm."

The Ghost King from all directions did not comment, looked behind Zhang Heng, and asked: "Are you the only one here?"

“It’s easier to get things done when there are fewer people.”

Zhang Heng said in a relaxed tone: "There are some things that you know and I know. God knows and the earth knows. People who have nothing to do with it don't need to know."

Bang!

The Sifang Ghost King slapped his hand heavily on the chair: "You are so brave to come to my territory to cause trouble, and you dare to come and see me alone!"
Chapter completed!
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