It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 580: Inviting Incense and Mr. Hachijo's Request

Even faced with the temptation of delicious food, the golden dumplings showed amazing discipline.

They formed a Bagua formation and took turns inhaling the smoke from the big black balls.

Every time a wisp of green smoke was inhaled, the golden ball would grow bigger and its hair would become more fluffy, just like a golden shaded cat turning into a Maine Coon cat.

"Are you satisfied?"

Ba Tiao glanced at Liu Zheng.

"If they are satisfied, I am satisfied."

The latter smiled.

"Humph. It's only because I'm the Minister that they got to know each other. Otherwise, how could such a good thing happen?"

Eight grumbled.

"Then I hope that Master Hachijo will live long and sit on the minister's throne forever."

Liu Zheng complimented.

"Forget it. Working in such a hellish place, I'd rather live a long life than become a short-lived species."

Bajiao curled his lips.

"It's okay, Master Bajiao, you are very strong and you can handle it."

he said with a smile.

"Are you complimenting me?"

Bajo glared.

"Let's get back to the point. You said you wanted to see me for something, but what is it?"

Liu Zheng changed the subject.

"Come and help."

Yajo said as he glanced at the boiler whose fire was dying down.

"it is good."

Without saying a word, he walked to the coal pile and started working as a porter.

Without the attribute bonus of the legendary vest, he had some difficulty moving it.

Fortunately, the well-fed golden dumplings came over to help and managed to keep the fire burning.

"My granddaughter recently entered her senior year of high school."

Yajo said as he looked at the fire.

"That's good. You'll have it easy once you get to college."

Liu Zheng said.

The happiest time in his life was probably when he was in college.

At that time, he had many part-time jobs that could make money, but his only desire was to eat and play games.

It is true that even if there is no house or land at home, life can still be full of joy.

"But she seems to be having trouble at school."

Eight said.

"like?"

"She is a filial and sensible child. She doesn't want to make an old man like me worry, so she always reports good news but never bad news."

"But I raised my granddaughter with all my heart, how could I not know her? The letter she wrote to me recently was obviously not right."

Eight said.

"Which high school does she attend?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Meide Private Middle School."

Eight return roads.

“Why don’t you go to a public high school?”

"You can get into a private middle school by just paying more tuition, but a public middle school requires much more."

Yajo sighed.

"What's your granddaughter's name, class, and appearance?"

he asked again.

"It's all up here."

Yajo took out a photo album from his inner pocket and pulled out a photo.

"what?"

Liu Zheng looked at the photo, then looked at the eight lines, with a suspicious look on his face.

"What are you looking at? Don't they look alike?"

Yajo asked somewhat annoyed.

"The facial features and face shape are somewhat similar, but why does your granddaughter only have two hands?"

"The multi-arm gene in our clan is passed down to males but not females, so she looks just like an ordinary human."

Yajo explained.

"Isn't that a disadvantage?"

Having six more arms is a great advantage in both life and fighting.

"Although girls don't have eight arms, all their innate attributes are higher than boys, so it's not a disadvantage."

Eight said.

"Oh, that's okay."

Liu Zheng glanced at the words on the back of the photo and put it into his Broken Head Mandarin Duck purse.

"I've made a note of this. I'll find out about it when I get out."

"Do you have a channel?"

Yajo asked with concern.

"There are several channels. One of my friends is the deputy director of a large company. His son is in the second year of high school. He might go to the same school as your granddaughter. I also know a parent whose son is in elementary school. But she lives in Xuefu Home, which should be full of parents who accompany their children to school. They should be able to communicate with each other."

"I know about Xuefu Home. I wanted to buy a house for my granddaughter there, but she was not allowed to because she did not have a city hukou."

Yajo interrupted him and said with some resentment.

"Yes. I have a friend who is a professor at the city's No. 1 University. I should be able to get in touch with him by some twists and turns."

"If all else fails, I have a lot of friends in the City Hall. I can ask them to find a connection with the Ministry of Education. I'm sure they can make the connection."

Liu Zheng said one by one.

"Okay, okay, no need to say anything, I believe you."

Bajo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his expression became much kinder as he looked at him.

"Then I'll leave my granddaughter's matter to you."

Yajo said solemnly.

"No problem. It's just school bullying. I have experience in this area."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

As an orphan who grew up in a barbaric environment like a rural school, it was natural that he would encounter similar things.

Liu Zheng's way of dealing with it was very simple. During the compulsory education period, he would catch someone and beat him to death, no matter whether the other person was a student or a teacher.

He did many things, such as chasing people all the way to their homes with bricks, and smashing the glass in the home of a teacher who was helping the evildoers until not a single piece was left.

Anyway, we can't expel him from school, and he has no guardian to pay compensation.

By the time he reached high school, Liu Zheng had become notorious and almost no one would bother him.

Occasionally, there are those who are blind, and he will
Well, forget it, good boy, don’t listen.

"You do look very experienced."

Yajo said meaningfully.

"It feels like you're thinking of something very rude, Master Hachijo."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes wide open.

"No, you are hallucinating because of the heat."

Eight refused to acknowledge.

"Okay, you should leave. Guests can't stay in an important place like the boiler room for long."

He started to chase people away.

"Then why don't you let me come in the first place?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes, but turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Bajo suddenly called him.

Then he jumped up, hung on the ceiling and crawled like a spider, took something from the corner and jumped down again.

"Take it. This is an advance payment."

Bajiao handed the thing in his hand to Liu Zheng.

It was a red lacquer box made of black wood. The palm-sized box was engraved with patterns of flowers, plants, insects, fish, etc. It was obvious at first glance that it was of great value.

He opened the lacquer box and found inside was the word "God" made of some unknown material.

"what is this?"

If he doesn’t understand, just ask.

“This is seal incense.”

Eight said.

Incense can be classified according to its shape into stick incense, coil incense, tower incense, incense balls, incense powder, etc. Seal incense is incense that has incense powder pressed and printed into patterns, which is a relatively rare type.

"Our family's ancestral craft is making incense, but it's not just any incense."

Hachijo continued.

"What kind of fragrance is that?"

Liu Zheng asked in cooperation. "The killing incense can be colorless and odorless, killing people invisibly. It can also spread its fragrance ten miles away, causing birds to fly away and humans to disappear, and killing all kinds of grass."

Eight return roads.

"That doesn't make for a killer?"

"That's right. Our Oma family is actually a family of assassins."

Hachijo nodded.

"Good fellow, Fuma-Kotaro?"

he exclaimed.

"It's not Fengmo, it's Fengmo."

Yajo shook his head.

"The Fengmo period refers to the time when yin and yang are in chaos during the transition from day to night. It is during this time that one is most likely to encounter demons, ghosts, gods, and spirits. It is said that the incense-making technique of our Fengmo family was taught by a god during the 'Fengmo period'."

"Are you sure it came from a god, not a demon?"

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know, but that's what our ancestors said."

Bajo wasn't angry.

In fact, they themselves didn't quite believe it. After all, the technique of killing incense sounded like something that demons and monsters were better at.

"So this incense is the murderous incense?"

he asked.

"No. I no longer make killing incense, and I will not teach the technique of killing incense to the future. When I die, this ominous inheritance will be cut off."

Yajo shook his head.

"a wise decision."

Liu Zheng nodded.

He knew without even asking that the deaths of the other members of the Yajo family were definitely related to the murderous incense.

"Do you want it?"

Yajo suddenly asked.

"Do not want to."

Liu Zheng shook his head decisively.

"Why? I see that you are clearly lacking a heritage."

With Yajo's experience, he could naturally see that there was no trace of systematic training on his body.

"It's fine if I need it, I've come this far anyway. Besides, your murderous incense sounds like a sissy. I prefer the kind of fierce sword that comes with a rage, just chop me up if you're my brother."

He said it naturally.

"Did I teach you? And you still refuse to obey."

Bajo glared.

Even though he himself hated this skill, he still felt unhappy that his family's unique skills were being belittled in this way.

"If you don't want to teach me, then don't teach me. So what is this?"

Liu Zheng shook the paint box in his hand.

"This is incense for praying to the gods. As long as you chant the god's name and light this incense, you can get his help regardless of whether you are a believer or a follower of this god."

"You can also directly offer incense to gods when you meet them, and you will generally get very good feedback. Even if the gods are hostile, they will generally let you go if you offer them incense."

Hachijo introduced.

"What about Shao Yanming's?"

he asked.

"I don't think it's possible. The two of you probably have a personal feud that won't end until one of you dies."

Yajo said after hesitating for a moment.

"Oh, that's fine. I'm just asking. I won't give it to Him anyway."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

If he dares to cause trouble, just kill him again. He can also auction it off.

What would happen if he lit incense and sang the gospel and chanted the name of the one behind the Black Young Goat?
"Uh, forget it, if you seek death, you will really die."

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, Liu Zheng immediately suppressed it.

It is better to pronounce "La" than to pronounce that one. Although the latter is now La, he is still the main god of the pantheon, and they have cooperated many times and have a basis of mutual trust.

"I was planning to give this to my future son as a gift for further education."

Yajo looked at the incense sticks reluctantly.

This incense for summoning the gods not only used up the remaining materials from Feng Mo's family, but also spent a lot of his savings on purchasing materials.

Moreover, the process is quite accidental. Even if he is given the same materials to make one again, it will be difficult for him to make another one.

"It's really pitiful for the elders in the world."

Liu Zheng had a sympathetic look on his face, and then he quickly put the incense into the Broken-Headed Mandarin Duck purse.

"Humph, the more I look at you, the more I hate you. Go, go, go quickly."

Yajo said through gritted teeth.

"Let's go!"

After grabbing a few more handfuls of golden dumplings, he left the Hundred Ghosts Line from his previous management, accompanied by Hachijo.

Back at the "Gaga Shuang" bathhouse, Yuan Baoer prepared a sumptuous meal for him.

Considering that his physical reserves were indeed insufficient, Liu Zheng did not refuse.

"How was the talk with the Stone Spirits?"

Yuan Baoer asked as she poured him a glass of wine.

"The deal has basically been reached, but the other party only agreed to provide assistance and did not want to get too deeply involved."

Liu Zheng showed the little skeleton that Shi Tiantian gave him.

"I understand. We are the dragons that have come from other places, and they are the local snakes. We will run away after we are done making trouble, but they will have to continue to make a living in the Shiwan Mountains."

"That's what I mean. Mr. Yuan, let me make a call."

He waved his phone to indicate.

"Please do as you wish, Mr. Liu."

Yuan Baoer put another big pork elbow into his bowl and then sat back in her seat.

"Is it Boss Liu Zheng?"

The call was connected, but the sound coming from the other end was not that of cattle or horses.

"you are?"

"Hello, big brother. I'm Niu Sanji. Big brother is taking a medicinal soup, and mother asked me to take care of him."

The person on the other side introduced himself.

"Oh, hello. How's Daji?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Brother's condition has stabilized. But it seems that there are other drugs taking effect in his body. We tried to eliminate them but failed."

Niu Sanji said.

"I know that. Don't worry about it. I'll find a way."

He thought about it and decided not to tell Niu Sanji about the sandworm blood.

After Niu Daji wakes up, he will tell Niu Daji, and it will be up to the latter to decide whether to tell his family.

"Ok."

Niu Sanji tactfully didn't ask any more questions.

"How long will it take Daji to recover?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Mother said it would take at least three days and three nights. But if we could get some more precious herbs, it would be much faster. But we don't have any at home."

Niu Sanji said somewhat embarrassedly.

The Niu family's economic situation can only be considered moderately well-off, and their family tradition is relatively cautious, so their reserves of medicine for injuries are not that complete.

"Tell me what other herbs you need?"

Liu Zheng took out paper and pen from the purse of the severed mandarin duck.

Considering that they would be needed in the future, he asked Yoko for a large amount of them.

"Five-leaf clover, male tiger bone, black toad venom"

Liu Zheng wrote down the needed herbs one by one, and then handed the list to Yuan Baoer.

"I'll call the Bai family right away to have the goods delivered, and then I'll contact the Niu family directly to pick them up."

Yuan Baoer glanced at the list and said.

The Bai family is also one of the five families outside the Great Wall, and their main business is in the medical industry and medicinal materials business.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

"We are all family, why be polite?"

Yuan Baoer said angrily.

"Well Sanji, is it convenient for me to go and take a look now?"

Liu Zheng's hair stood on end and he quickly changed the subject.

"Uh, Boss, I'm afraid that's not very convenient."

Niu Sanji scratched his head and said.

Since the ancestors of the Niu family had earned a stable job for their descendants, they naturally would not forget to build a safe house for them.

"Okay. Contact me if there's anything else."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone and went into a frenzy eating mode.

After eating and drinking, he left Bathhouse Street and returned to the Bloody Restaurant.

(End of this chapter)