A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 97: Ghost Story Farm! (Two in One)

"Let him go. I'll help him pay off whatever he owes."

Zhong Xie stopped the two security guards who were holding "Liu Hanwang's men" and donated money generously.

"Oh? I owe you twelve." The security guard glanced at Zhong Xie's hands and said with a strange smile, "Sir, you have beautiful hands. Do you want to throw them here?"

"Of course not, bye." Zhong Xie turned and left without any reluctance.

He originally wanted to find Liu Hanwang's men to find out the situation. If the debt was not too much, it would be easy to deal with. But now these twelve are not a price he is willing to pay.

However, in this way, he had a rough idea of the price of this outfield, and these five hands on his body were probably a huge sum of money.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait! You can just pay for one day, just one stick will be fine! Just help me delay it for one day, and I will definitely earn it back tomorrow!" The pointed-faced guy saw Zhong Xie walking away, and immediately shouted as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

However, the two security guards saw that Zhong Xie had no intention of redeeming him, so they forcibly took the guy away from the casino.

"I know King Liu Han's treasure! I have been to this casino three times, and I am very useful! I know a lot of secrets!" The gambler who was about to die finally wised up and realized that Zhong Xie was interested in the title of "King Liu Han" he had just mentioned, so he quickly showed his own value.

Sure enough, this sentence attracted Zhong Xie. He turned around and looked at the two security guards. He took out a knuckle from the bag that Shen Junyi had just given him and threw it over: "Help him delay for a day."

"Okay." The security guard took the knuckles and immediately put them away with a smile. He released the gambler's hand and pushed him to the ground. "Be honest. We will pick you up tomorrow. Enjoy this last day."

Zhong Xie glanced at the security guard who was leaving, feeling a little confused.

At this point, we can basically judge that these security guards are not simply strange creatures, but at least retain a lot of "human" characteristics and psychology.

If he were in charge of this venue, he probably wouldn't use these security guards with too much "humanity". It would be easier to use rigid weird creatures to control this venue.

"Thank you, brother." The gambler thanked repeatedly after being rescued, and then introduced himself, "My name is Li Hao, please let me know if you need anything."

"Let's talk about King Liu Han." Zhong Xie led Shen Junyi and Li Hao to wander slowly in the stadium. He did not ask Li Hao about the general situation here. On the one hand, the information provided by Zang Mu was quite detailed, and on the other hand, he tried not to expose his nature as a newcomer in front of this old fox.

"I wonder what kind of information about King Liu Han you want to know? Before coming here, I was the imperial guard of His Royal Highness King Liu Han." Li Hao immediately introduced his work experience, "I'm afraid no one knows more about King Liu Han than me!"

"Imperial guard? Then how did you get here?" Zhong Xie was aroused by his words.

At this point, Li Hao's face showed a bit of mystery: "You should know about ghost stories, right? King Liu Han knows a way to control ghost stories."

But then the color on his face dimmed: "But I have low talent and can't master it. After the King of Han got rich, he gave me a batch of supplies and let me leave. Now the King of Han's imperial guards are probably all powerful monster masters."

"You just said that you knew his treasure, what's going on?" Zhong Xie was still more concerned about this.

Li Hao looked around for a while, then said in a very low voice: "The method discovered by the King of Han can control the monster for a short time, at least half a month, at most five or six months, and the monster controller will definitely die."

He continued, as if he was telling some anecdote: "But I overheard once that the King of Han had an agreement with these monster controllers. When they were about to die but not yet dead, the King of Han would give them a choice."

"Either we take a gamble and forcibly insert a new ghost story to balance the ghost story that is about to revive. Although the chances of survival are slim, there is still a chance. However, if we fail, it will cause the ghost story in the body to revive and riot."

"Or the King of Han can make them into dormant living figurines and merge them with the ghost stories. This way, the ghost stories in their bodies will not revive and do evil when the ghost masters die, and will not hurt others."

At this point, Li Hao couldn't help but sigh: "Think about those monster masters, they are usually so high and mighty, but at the last moment, most of them choose the latter. The stronger the monster master, the less likely they are to risk their lives."

"Because after their ghost stories are revived, they will probably attack others indiscriminately, and may even kill everyone in a base. Even if you stay away from the base in advance, it will be useless, because those ghost stories are often very vengeful, and will search for the bodies of the monster masters, trace back to kill their closest people, and destroy their most beloved things."

Zhong Xie couldn't help but feel admiration when listening to the monster controllers under the rule of the King of Han.

These monster controllers are different from those who engage in strange stories like these. Once they come into contact with a strange story, their lives will enter a countdown, and at the last moment they won't even have the thought of fighting for a glimmer of hope.

Because they often put the life of an entire stronghold on the table as chips, and the heaviness of the gamble often makes it impossible for them to burn their boats.

The King of Han did not force them, but let them choose for themselves. Whether it was respecting their own choice or a form of moral kidnapping, the result was that the number of terracotta warriors was extremely large.

It seems that there are many people with high moral standards among the monster controllers in Wangcheng. However, if they are not mentally prepared, they probably will not choose to control the monster in such a suicidal way.

Zhong Xie guessed what was going on, so he asked, "Are the treasures you mentioned those figurines?"

Li Hao nodded quickly: "Yes, those terracotta warriors can be controlled. It won't take long for them to collapse and release strange things. I have seen the King of Han use them with my own eyes. These things are treasures!"

He insisted that even if he didn't know the value of these things, he had to emphasize their value now, otherwise what value would he have?
"This thing..." Zhong Xie pretended to be hesitant, "It can be considered a treasure, but how can I get it? It must be heavily guarded by the King of Han."

Li Hao shook his head. "No, there is no one there. It is a tomb built by the King of Han for himself. It is called the Tomb of the Later King of Han. I would never go there on weekdays. I only went there because I was in a hurry to find the King of Han and discovered his secrets."

As if sensing that Zhong Xie had no idea about the treasure he was talking about, Li Hao quickly added two more sentences: "Besides that, there are other treasures in the Tomb of the Later Han Dynasty. The King of Han built it for a long time. We all know that it was a doomsday base he prepared in advance. It is impossible that there are only Han Terracotta Warriors."

"Han Dynasty Terracotta Warriors?" Zhong Xie raised his eyebrows, feeling that King Liu Han was also a complete lunatic.

You like being the King of Han so much, right? You've already started dealing with these feudal remnants before you die. Now you're probably just waiting to leave your name in history, right?

However, King Liu Han still had some self-awareness. He did not proclaim himself emperor before completing the unification of the Central Plains, and still regarded himself as a "king".

"Yes, there must be something else." Li Hao was sure of this, but if you asked him what it was specifically, he could only babble.

Zhong Xie remained silent after hearing this. This news was not good news for the humans in the war zone. It was as if King Liu Han had made a nuclear bomb.

God knows what kind of horrific storm will be created by the strange stories released by these living human figurines after they are completely dead.

It seems that I have to go out personally this time and get rid of these Han Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the Later Han Dynasty Tombs.

A look of compassion emerged on Zhong Xie's face, which confused Shen Junyi who was standing beside him. He thought that Zhong Xie was influenced by the monster masters in Wangcheng who had lofty beliefs and felt pity for them.

However, Lin Youlan, who knows Zhong Xie better, would naturally know that Zhong Xie just wanted to take advantage of the righteousness.

That’s right, it is not difficult to conclude from Li Hao’s words just now that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Han Dynasty are essentially a kind of weird fusion locked in a dormant state.

The original monster controllers were still human, but after becoming Terracotta Warriors, they began to transform into strange creatures, which are equivalent to strange creatures in human form.

What does it mean?
Haven't figured it out yet?

Isn’t this my horror story breeding farm?

It is known that the Terracotta Warriors cannot be awakened and are gradually transforming into strange creatures. Moreover, the Monster Tamer is not a strange creature. Most people only have one strange thing in them. The experimental subjects are very simple and there is no need to slowly experiment with stripping off the characteristics.

The Ghost Talk Gun allows the offspring to randomly obtain one entry from the father and one from the mother. Although there are not many, it can still be used to do a lot of tricks.

It all depends on your imagination.

Moreover, the restrictions of the two entries may not be impossible to break through. For example, the entry [Behead] on Kuster is obtained by using [Indulgence]. It is not in Kuster's entry panel, but in the entry storage of [Indulgence].

If all else fails, use Kuster as a stud, extract the ability of [Indulgence], and use it as a base to cultivate other ghost stories.

Anyway, Kuster has the entry [Female among Females], so normally the ghost stories of childbirth will not resist him as a father. As for the time limit, it is even simpler. The Rat Monster World is enough to solve this problem. At worst, an army of ghost stories can be created in the Rat Monster World to protect the peace of Rat Town.

Zhong Xie still has a special feeling for Shu Town. If he wants to build it into the strongest fortress in the world, he will naturally do his best.

As a special administrative region, Rat Town has its own other world and army, even an aircraft carrier, and is full of martial virtues.

"Tell me the address of the Tomb of the Later Han Dynasty." Zhong Xie took out a knuckle. "Tell me the address, and you can live one more day. For every piece of interesting information you give me, you can live one more day. If you can return all twelve knuckles, you can leave safely."

"I'll write down the longitude and latitude for you. I've been prepared for this day." Li Hao was overjoyed when he looked at the knuckle, as if he saw hope of survival.

He was said to be a royal guard, but in fact he had long been prepared to betray his King of Han. When he discovered the Mausoleum of the Later Han King, he had already put a clear price on him in his mind.

Very good, it fits my stereotype of a gambler.

Zhong Xie was not worried about this guy deceiving him for the time being. Anyway, Lin Youlan would be back tomorrow, and with the "mind-reading" Wang Youyou around, it would not be easy for Li Hao to get away with it.

If I lied, at most I would just let him live one more day.

Li Hao continued, "I will provide you with more information. I don't want to leave here safely, otherwise I wouldn't have come in three times."

He pointed to the sky with his left hand and said passionately: "I will definitely make a name for myself here and return with great success!"

Zhong Xie glanced at Li Hao's left hand. The index finger that he used to point to the sky was empty and had disappeared long ago. It seemed that it had been sold for a good price.

Well, that fits his stereotype of a gambler even more.

But it’s better this way. Knowing this guy’s weaknesses, and with Wang Youyou here, this kind of person will be easier to control than imagined.

Soon, Li Hao exchanged the knuckles on Zhong Xie's hand with a piece of paper with the latitude and longitude and a detailed description. As soon as he got it, he began to glance around with a shifty look, as if he was considering which table to go to continue gambling, not caring at all that this was the debt that had to be paid tomorrow.

"Follow me, I still have questions." Zhong Xie said in a calm voice. He had noticed the various entertainment projects outside the venue, which were nothing more than game consoles, various card tables, mahjong machines, etc. It can be said that they had everything.

However, he himself had no interest in it. Firstly, he had never learned the rules, and secondly, he found it boring and not exciting enough.

"Has this place been expanded? You have been here all the time, has the space changed?" Zhong Xie wanted to know why Zang Mu and he did not enter the same area.

Li Hao scratched his head with his bun-shaped hand and said in bewilderment, "No, I have always been here. Isn't this place related to ghost stories? How can it be expanded?"

Zhong Xie walked to a familiar finger pinball machine. This thing was very similar to the one he had seen in the female beast's nest, and there was a whole row of them here.

He squatted down and walked around the game console, trying to see if there was any label like the manufacturer, just like the dolls in Xiaolan's house.

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Product name: "Happy Flower" Finger Pinball Machine
Audit number: Jinchuan Internal Audit 09
Power: 400W
"It's Jinchuan again. The business scope of this hospital is so wide?" Zhong Xie looked up at the top of the venue. He did not see any more signs belonging to "Jinchuan Psychiatric Hospital" in this place.

If the entire hall belongs to Jinchuan, then given that this hospital likes to provide side jobs and skills training for patients, the security guards here should all be patients wearing blue and white striped uniforms.

These security guards are too normal and obviously not sick.

So, Jinchuan Mental Hospital only provides these game consoles for this place?

That is more in line with Zhong Xie's understanding of the Jinchuan Mental Hospital. Some people are making puppets, some are producing game consoles, and it looks like the hospital is thriving in its industrial development.

Every patient can find a spiritual home here and develop comprehensively in terms of morality, beauty and labor.

It seems that this purpose has not changed in the three years since he left the mental hospital, and has even been further reformed.

Not only cultivate interest, but even strengthen it into a career.

Isn’t this employment rate higher than…?

"What did you find?" Shen Junyi leaned forward and looked at the product nameplate, "Jinchuan... this name sounds familiar to me."

"Have you also experienced any strange events related to this?" Zhong Xie was curious.

Shen Junyi shook his head: "No, I have seen a few ghost story props produced by Jinchuan, but I don't know what this brand means."

"Jinchuan Mental Hospital, I used to live there. I'll take you there if I have the chance." Zhong Xie admitted generously. In his eyes, this history of mental illness was not a dark history, but the way he got here.

"Well, that makes sense." Shen Junyi nodded, feeling that this setting was very suitable for Zhong Xie.

Zhong Xie shrugged and ignored him, then asked Li Hao: "Are the people here from all over the world? Judging from their accents, they don't just come from one city."

"Of course, I know that I was trapped in Wangcheng." Li Hao looked familiar with the place. "As far as I can remember, the people who bet with me came from six or seven war zones, including the East, West, Northwest, Jiyun War Zone and Shu District. But you have to be careful of those from Jiyun District."

He recalled the situation at that time: "I don't know why, but the people coming out of there are particularly fierce. It's not because of regional discrimination, but I feel that they have to be like this in order to survive the ghost stories."

As he was thinking, Li Hao completely recalled the gossip he had heard a long time ago: "Oh, now I remember, it seems that the people in that place had been freed from the ghost stories, but then they fell again because of something. In short, it's very chaotic."

Fall again?

Zhong Xie felt a little nervous when he heard the news. He was not clear about the situation in Jiyun District, but it was an important war zone covering two provinces. Had the people there been invaded by ghost stories again after they had completed the liberation of ghost stories?

Originally, when he looked at the situation in the Eastern War Zone, he always felt that humanity was moving in a stable and positive direction, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Every root ghost story is a time bomb, even if it is sealed.

Apart from anything else, if someone releases Miss Black Goat now and does nothing about it, the entire Haicheng may fall again in an instant.

"Is there anyone here who can master ghost stories?" Zhong Xie continued to ask. He was still very concerned about the answer to this question.

Since this museum connects all parts of the country, other war zones will definitely pay attention to this place when they have time, and it is normal to send "ghost story masters" to investigate.

At a time like this, he might have made history, such as leading joint operations among major war zones.

Title is important, but achievement is more important.

Zhong Xie did not forget that this museum was also a ghost story event, an extremely special kind of ghost story event, and it was not completely closed like ordinary ghost story events.

"Controlling ghost stories? You mean the ghost controller... the kind of ghost story master?" A word that Zhong Xie was familiar with popped out of Li Hao's mouth, "There are quite a lot of them upstairs. They play much bigger games, and there are also competitions between ghost story masters. What? Do you want to go up and take a look? But I'm not familiar with it because the stakes up there are too high."

Zhong Xie and Shen Junyi looked at each other and confirmed the huge doubt hidden in each other's eyes.

This place actually allows the use of ghost stories?

It’s completely different from what Zangmu said. What went wrong?
　I was delayed during the day, so it counts as two-in-one
　　
　
(End of this chapter)