Upon hearing this, the bearded old ghost's eyes, which were originally like copper bells, fell out of their sockets on the spot.

The old ghost quickly reached out his hand, caught the two eyeballs, and put them back into his sockets. He took two steps back and looked Zhang Quli up and down.

"My surname is Zhang, I slept well here..."

Zhang Quli said calmly without changing his expression, with a hint of a smile.

"His Majesty personally gave the order, so there can be no lies.

During the Earthly Rebellion back then, you were considered to have helped and contributed.

That's why I first thought of you to do you good.

As for you worrying that His Majesty is just acting on a whim, then you are really overthinking it.

Your Majesty was born in Jinlan Mountain, and there are at least tens of millions of hungry ghosts guarding Jinlan Mountain.

If you want to run a ghost school, it cannot be fake, and a lot of energy will definitely be invested in it."

"Wait a minute, what is a hungry ghost? A starving ghost?" The old ghost was a little shocked and quickly reached out to stop Zhang Quli.

"..."

Zhang Quli's eyelids twitched slightly and his smile froze.

He looked at the old ghost in shock and couldn't help but take a breath of air.

"Are you really so honest and sleeping here all the time?"

The old ghost is a bit embarrassed, but he is still more concerned about the ghost school.

"I woke up once before, but as soon as I woke up, I saw J14 killing people, so I went back to sleep.

Later... Later, there was a lot of commotion outside and something happened, but I felt it.

But when I think about it, it probably doesn’t have anything to do with me, so I didn’t come out to cause trouble for Da Dui.”

"Just say it directly, you are too cowardly."

"What do you know? A gentleman will not erect dangerous walls and avoid strangers. In my capacity, if I come to cause trouble, I will be used by others to interfere in the government affairs."

"Just you? You think too much."

"Zhang, what do you mean?"

"Forget it, you'd better go find your juniors first and learn about what happened in the past two hundred years. If you don't want to come out, I won't be able to find someone."

Lao Zhang was a little helpless and too lazy to talk to the old ghost.

However, he can understand Lao Gui. If he hadn't followed Dadui's changes step by step and participated in the whole process, he might not be able to understand today's Dadui.

The Yu family is also a popular local surname. It has gone through many turmoils, but now, old ghost Yu still has descendants.

When Old Ghost Yu heard this, his thoughts changed and he became a lot more polite.

He waved his hand, and there were tea tables and stools in front of him.

"Master Zhang, sit down first and take a rest. I'll go and come back."

The old ghost watched Zhang Quli sit down, then turned into a breeze and left the ancestral hall.

Zhang Quli sat on the chair, looked at the empty table, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He has been here for a long time and there is not even a place to sit.

As an old friend, he is doing much better than before.

When that old ghost was still alive, he was ugly and had a bad temper. It was as if he was the only gentleman in the world, the only one who was good, and everyone else was bad.

It has been settling down for many years since his death, and after being calm for many years, he has tempered his sharp edge a little bit.

It's just this shameless attitude that hasn't changed much.

To be honest, Lao Zhang still understands how a person can be so smelly, hard, and shameless.

The old ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke, flew out from the ancestral hall, and flew near the city. After turning around in a circle, he did not dare to sneak into the city rashly.

Finally, he wandered around and soon found the Yu family's settlement. He found a house that seemed to be in the best condition and sneaked in.

He found a guy who seemed to have the highest status, turned into a wisp of smoke, and surrounded the other person's head.

The monk who was meditating felt a sudden blur of consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was sitting in a bright light hall. Opposite him sat an old man with a beard and round eyes, who was wearing a crimson robe.

"What generation of the Yu family are you?"

"Your Excellency is..."

"You don't even recognize me? Forget it. If I ask you a question, just answer it quickly."

"The eighty-ninth generation on the family tree..."

"I still have something to ask you. Please answer honestly."

…

An hour later, the old ghost turned into light smoke and floated back, landing opposite Zhang Quli.

The old ghost had a smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, there was a sealed wine pool on the table. The old ghost took out two more wine bowls, smashed the wine seals, and poured a bowl of wine for Zhang Quli.

"This is the wine I grew and brewed by myself before. Now that the anger has dissipated, it is at its most mellow. Come on, Mr. Zhang, try it."

Zhang Quli took a sip and his eyes lit up.

The old ghost immediately waved his hand, and a dense pile of wine jars were piled up next to him.

"If Mr. Zhang likes it, then please take some back and give it to our Majesty to try."

"Old Ghost Yu, don't you think it's funny that you are so arrogant at first and then respectful at the same time?"

"This is human nature, what's so ridiculous about it? Most of the princes in this court are not worthy of my respect."

"If you had been as shameless and shameless as you are now, you wouldn't be dead." Zhang Quli was a little regretful.

Old Ghost Yu poured another drink and said with a smile.

"During the chaos in the land, Dadai was already seriously ill and needed someone to ignite the blood.

When others criticize the foolish king, they are just making unnecessary sacrifices.

It is naturally the most appropriate to use my blood to ignite this bloody nature.

Besides, I have long wanted to vomit on that stupid king, and all the courtiers in the court have thick phlegm on their faces.

What's such a pity, didn't I die completely in the end and turned into a ghost?

Now that there is even a ghost school, I have something to do, which is not very good."

"It seems that you already know a lot. You'd better not be in a hurry to do anything later, and then take a good look at Da Dui now before talking about anything else."

Zhang Quli took out a token and handed it to Old Ghost Yu.

"Take it, my token is enough for you to enter and leave the city at will."

"Old Zhang, what kind of person is our Majesty?"

"I can't explain it clearly in just a few words..."

…

"Execute it again, slower." The leader of the farmhouse looked solemnly and ordered Yu Ziqing, who looked numb.

Yu Ziqing's face was expressionless, and his eyes were a little dull. He almost instinctively stretched out his hand and used the magical power of the Bridge of Wonderland.

A sacred bridge of bones stretched out from under his feet, flew not far away and then disappeared into the void. Lanterns on both sides lit up one after another, illuminating the way forward.

Following Yu Ziqing's movements, he saw a large lama flower around him, standing up with his head shaking and aiming at the Holy Bone Bridge.

Along with the charm of the Fairyland Bridge, there are seven or eight kinds of plants around, dancing with the rhythm, and the divine light shines, constantly synchronizing with the fluctuations.

Further away, hundreds of magic weapons of various sizes, large and small, are floating in the air. Divine light turns into chains, connecting these magic weapons, recording hundreds of things related to specific factors in all directions without blind spots.

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A few miles behind, a hundred-foot-tall, crystal clear black crystal stele stood there. The divine light turned into a link and connected to the black crystal stele. Countless Dao patterns and runes were rapidly refreshed on it.

Further away, ten heads of the academy were on site, plus more than twenty apprentices and hundreds of students, all of whom were extremely busy.

There was order amid the chaos, a large amount of spiritual jades were being consumed continuously, and more spiritual jades of the best quality were being sent in a steady stream.

In this chaotic environment, only Yu Ziqing was the most at ease, so he just obeyed the command and used the Bridge of Fairyland again and again.

Yu Ziqing's consciousness was already wandering, as if he had returned to his first job.

Being ambitious is like taking a shot of chicken blood, and I feel that my work is just like that.

Then the repetitive mechanical movements have become almost instinctive, and the consciousness can be completely blank, but the screw-driving movements of the hands can still be done without errors.

This is how he feels now. He feels that his proficiency in mastering magical powers is no longer as good as the Bridge of Fairyland.

Even the moonlight that has been practiced consciously and deliberately can no longer compare.

He used the Bridge of Fairyland almost instinctively, becoming more and more proficient and becoming more and more at ease.

The initial feeling of curiosity about everything around me completely disappeared.

The spiritual plants cultivated by the Agricultural Academy specifically to assist research have been replaced by new generations, and Yu Ziqing no longer has any interest in paying attention to them.

"Go on, do it again."

Yu Ziqing didn't know who said this. It seemed to be the head of the farm house, or it seemed to be another head of the house.

His thoughts didn't even move, but his hands moved first.

He stretched out his finger and cast Bridge of Wonderland again.

His eyes were dull and his face was expressionless. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. In a daze, he seemed to see a progress bar, telling him that he was about to accumulate enough proficiency in the Bridge of Wonderland and was about to advance.

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To be continued...