Chapter 90 The Creditor Arrives
Jiang Zhou was confused: "What are you doing?"
"What's so fun about this crappy place? I'll take you somewhere fun!"
Yan Xiaowu said hurriedly, with no intention of stopping, and his steps were very fast.
Jiang Zhou was dragged by him until his feet were almost off the ground.
I looked back for some reason
Although it was just a quick glance, Jiang Zhou had already seen the man's appearance.
The man was dressed in men's clothes, but Jiang Zhou could tell at a glance that it was a woman dressed as a man.
She was obviously looking for Yan Xiaowu.
This kid is so eager to hide from people. Did he do something worse than an animal to humans?
He turned around and said with a look of suspicion: "You are not the kind of person who will abandon you after having sex with you, are you? Yan Xiaowu, I didn't expect you to be such a person."
"Don't play the huqin in your pants, that's bullshit!"
Yan Xiaowu said angrily, "How can you say that? I can't even hide from that bitch, how can I touch her?"
Jiang Zhou was speechless and pushed him away: "If you want to hide, hide yourself. It's none of my business. Why should I run?"
"Okay, okay, this is what you said, so you can do it on your own."
Yan Xiaowu looked back, then gave Jiang Zhou a strange look and ran away in a hurry.
Looking at his appearance, it seemed as if the person behind him was a monster.
Jiang Zhou shook his head, looked back, then turned in another direction and walked towards another road.
The person who can make Yan Xiaowu so scared is probably not someone who can be easily messed with. In all likelihood, he is a person of some status.
He'd better not ask for trouble.
The purpose of visiting the brothel today was not achieved, and the plan to use Yan Xiaowu as a shield did not work, so I returned home disappointed.
After returning to the Sujing Division, he went to the registrar's office as usual to chat with Lao Qian.
When Lao Qian saw him, he greeted him first: "You're here? That's great. What you said last time has come true."
"oh?"
Jiang Zhou was slightly delighted.
Last time, he asked Lao Qian if he could bring his refined corpse back to the Sword Prison.
In fact, the physical ghost is very suitable to be the corpse refiner.
It’s just that Jiang Zhou always disliked it because she was an old woman and had acted too viciously when she was alive.
Even though he needed human flesh and blood to refine his body and strengthen his soul, he was too timid to kill anyone and instead secretly used children to do the work.
He originally wanted to destroy this sinful thing after the matter was over.
But it was Old Money who stopped him.
It is said that when a person dies, all grudges are settled; when a ghost dies, all karma is eliminated.
This body-refining ghost has died twice. What does it have to do with what it was in its previous life?
Although the method of refining corpses is not a grand and correct way, it is also a way.
If you don't care, just put it in a very quiet place and raise it occasionally. Maybe it will become famous, which is also a good idea.
Jiang Zhou figured it out without much thought.
Then he asked Lao Qian if he could be put back in Daoyu.
He was originally rejected outright, after all, that was not the corpse of a ghost, but a refined corpse under his control.
If he were placed in the Sword Prison, wouldn't that be equivalent to opening the Sword Prison to him?
But he couldn't resist Jiang Zhou's sweet talk and agreed to help him.
Jiang Zhou didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect to receive good news so soon.
Old Qian said, "Don't be too happy too soon. I can only put you in the Renzi Prison. Once you are in there, the spirit of the corpse will be sealed. You will not be able to wake up within ten years."
"Just seal it. I don't plan on using it for anything anyway."
Jiang Zhou no longer cared.
Even in an ordinary dark place, it may not be possible to evolve a corpse to the iron corpse level in ten years.
Maybe a place like Sword Prison could speed up the process, but that wouldn't make any sense.
Ten years, at his current speed of slaying demons, I don’t know how far he has run.
What's the use of it?
The reason I keep it is just to see if I can eventually raise a golden corpse.
There are not many people of the top three grades in the entire world.
It can't be accumulated by just relying on time.
If he could use time to create a third-grade golden corpse, it would definitely be a huge profit.
Jiang Zhou didn't have much hope at first, after all, it was the prison of swords.
I didn’t expect it to work.
Could it be that the blessing and good fortune from before took effect?
In fact, ever since he obtained the energy of blessings and virtues, things have been going very smoothly for him recently.
Not only did he not encounter any bad things, but all the demons he met when he slewed were weaker than him, and the rewards were almost all Yiyang Dan.
It may seem like nothing at first glance, but when I think about the various troubles I have encountered since coming to this world, perhaps it is really this energy of fortune that is at work.
I just don't know how long this thing will last, or will it accompany him for life? That would be a big profit.
Jiang Zhou suddenly wanted to meet that kind of gold and silver man again. Although it was fake gold and silver, it was more valuable than real gold and silver.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing him in a daze, Lao Qian said in confusion.
Jiang Zhou came back to his senses: "Oh, nothing, Lao Qian, thank you very much, I will bring you good wine next time."
Old Qian waved his hand and said, "You have a conscience, okay, leave if you have nothing else to do. I have things to do and don't have time to brag with you."
"I'm leaving."
Jiang Zhou smiled, didn't bother to be polite with him, and left the recording room directly.
He often drinks and brags with Lao Qian, and their relationship is already very good, so there is no need for him to be polite.
After he left, Old Qian looked at his back, puzzled, and stroked his sparse mustache: "This kid, he looks so auspicious, where does he get all the blessings and virtues from? He's almost catching up with those true gods of blessings and virtues."
He shook his head, then lowered his head and flipped through the booklet in his hand, making notes with a pen from time to time, but he had no idea what he was writing.
He was just a little weird, that's all.
Before, he saw that Jiang Zhou's body was covered in blood, and it was obvious that a disaster was imminent. He even thought that for the sake of the Jinbo wine, he would secretly take action to block the disaster.
But now, not only is the blood gone, but he is also full of blessings and luck.
And it is unusually thick.
However, it is impossible to compare with those blessed immortals.
After all, those who can be called true immortals are all top-notch figures of the first rank, and the years of practice are counted in thousands of years.
However, cultivating merit is a hundred times more difficult than the proper path of cultivation.
It cannot be done without great virtue, kindness, perseverance and wisdom.
This is the reason why Lao Qian sighed.
In his eyes, this kid has some perseverance and wisdom, and his heart is not bad, but he is still far from being a virtuous and kind person.
Jiang Zhou didn't know what Lao Qian was muttering about, otherwise he might have argued with him.
He is obviously a good person.
…
Came out of the record room and returned to the residence.
Before I entered, I suddenly saw a person dressed in white.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he subconsciously had a thought: the creditor is here to collect the debt!
"Great Brahma Wuliang, Master Jiang, how are you?"
The tall, handsome monk Shenxiu, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, had already seen him. He turned around, clasped his hands and smiled at him.
Jiang Zhou moved his feet and wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped.
He turned around awkwardly and said, "Master Shenxiu, long time no see. Are you doing well? "
"Thank you, benefactor. I am doing well."
Shenxiu was really honest. Jiang Zhou was just being polite, but he was really grateful and clasped his hands together in a salute.
Then he looked at Jiang Zhou with a strange expression on his face: "Donor..."
