The King of Curses

Chapter 237 Butterfly Storm
Sister Zhizhen's expression changed.

As if to prove that what she said was true, the woman was now clearly in a working state of talking about serious matters.

However, a beauty with impeccable looks will not lose her beauty no matter what expression she shows, and she has a unique charm when her expression is serious.

He gets excited just thinking about letting his elder sister dress up in an OL uniform or a women's suit with black stockings one day. He quite likes the feeling of being an elite woman in the workplace.

Or just let her play the role of a domineering female CEO. The elder sister will definitely be able to handle it easily. It is better to say that this is a true role play...

As Cen Dongsheng's mind was filled with messy thoughts, these impetuous thoughts would even use the vivid and deep memories in his mind as the base material, processing them into vivid pictures that were full of reality even though they did not happen.

What he said just now was not an excuse. An Zhizhen didn't need to do anything. As long as she appeared in front of him, Cen Dongsheng would have to spend a lot of energy to stay rational, otherwise he would just rush around like a runaway locomotive.

"Winter life?"

"No, nothing... uh, I'm trying to recall it carefully."

No, no, no, no, we should talk about business now, this is not the time to think about this.

Cen Dongsheng put away his random thoughts and focused on what she had just said.

Four special-class spell-forbidden masters...

Yes, four. Regardless of the fact that my elder sister included him in the list, the remaining two special-class spell-forbidden masters with unknown intentions are indeed very valuable.

This is a heavy topic, so heavy that if any one of them wants to make a big fuss, or if several parties start fighting, this huge underground city will collapse in a moment.

Compared with the disaster caused by the so-called "three out of the twelve dragon-suppressing nails were removed and the dragon veins are no longer under control" mentioned by the master of Tianbao Pavilion, this is a more dangerous and uncontrollable threat.

The former is a problem that can be solved by the city's spellcasters working together;
And the latter...the special-class spell-binding master who went crazy was simply a disaster that no one could resist.

Once the Super Working Committee wants to extend its hand into this ghost market, it will inevitably have conflicts of interest with the locals.

Today's ghost market seems to be no different from the past, but undercurrents have long been surging inside, and various risks have emerged, just like sitting on a mountain of dynamite.

"I know the people from the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly are here. I met one of them on the road, and he recognized me."

The man stroked his chin.

"According to our informant's report, you are indeed very famous within the Wanxian Court. You are probably the most famous 'outsider' in their eyes."

My elder sister showed a mischievous smile on her face.

"You are respected not only within the Super Working Committee, but also elsewhere."

"Respect"? You really want to chop me into pieces. Cen Dongsheng couldn't help smacking his lips.

King Jiangling is also a leader with strong charisma. The Wanxian Chaohui is a typical society based on personal relationships. It is very cohesive and its members attach great importance to honor.

It seemed that Cen Dongsheng only fought on behalf of the Super Working Committee in the Heroic Soul Arena and won, but considering that Zhang Shidao himself witnessed the battle, his actions were a slap in the face of everyone in the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly.

This passion accumulated day by day is incredible, and that group of people are trying their best to find a way to challenge him one day.

Cen Dongsheng did not go to the area controlled by the Ten Thousand Immortals Council, otherwise he should be able to easily live an exciting and "colorful" life like the protagonist of a boys' comic.

"Will the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly personally participate?"

"It's not clear yet. The analysts of the Super Working Committee believe that he sent people here at this time just to make a preliminary test."

"I agree. But there is a problem here. When the news of your appearance in the Shanyin Ghost Market spreads, it will attract attention from all parties. Zhang Shidao is likely to change his mind. We have to consider this variable..."

"Then make the most extreme plan, assume that he will definitely come, and be prepared to break the tacit understanding between us and him at all costs."

An Zhizhen's answer was straightforward and concise.

"I have fought with Zhang Shidao before, and I know his details well. In my opinion, the bigger problem is the person behind the Geomancer Association."

——"Dragon Slayer", a special-class curse master who was only active during the first and second waves and died before becoming an "ancestor".

"I'm sorry, but I'm not familiar with him."

Cen Dongsheng sighed.

"I only know that he is the most important participant in the battle for the dragon veins, the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the Earth Master Association, and he is most likely a Earth Immortal Curse Master. The specific effect of the curse is unknown, but it can be guessed that it has great destructive power."

"Perhaps for this reason, in the historical records that I know of, he rarely took action. We can only infer that his power may be related to the energy of the earth veins, as he attached great importance to dragon veins. After all, even his code name uses the word 'Dragon Slayer'."

The "titles" and "code names" in the world of curse masters are not chosen casually. Like the titles of the ancestors, they often reflect a person's interests and wishes.

It is difficult for people to lie about their true selves, and the strong ones are even more disdainful of concealing themselves.

Various examples show that the names of top spell-forbidden masters themselves contain mysterious power. They can be used in certain sacrificial ceremonies, just like real gods. Some even gain the special ability to sense when others mention their names...

"that's enough."

An Zhizhen praised.

"The information held by the Super Working Committee does not include the existence of this person, which means that at this point in time, he chose to carefully hide his abilities and lurk in the dark. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. This is an unfair battle. It is the information you provided that brought him back to the stage."

Before they knew it, the two people who were talking had walked out of the dark street.

In front of us is the inn where the guests rest, and the location of Tianbao Pavilion. Except for the leatherworkers, the original members who established the ghost market all have their bases here.

Yesterday he took his teammates on a tour, and saw the Yin Opera Troupe that regularly performed Nuo opera to worship gods, the paper-making craftsmen who sold and rented paper figurines, and the headquarters of the Geomancer Association. In other words, this was the territory of the "official Ghost Market."

"At the meeting with the Ghost City executives tomorrow, I plan to make a request to them: Let the Super Working Committee set up an office here."

The lovers stood in the middle of the street hand in hand. The crowd around them surged and unconsciously avoided the two of them, like reefs standing in the rolling waves.

"Are you planning to fight for the management rights of Shanyin Ghost Market?"

"This is my test for the Dragon Slayer. Before you were reborn into this era, this ghost market still existed, which means he values ​​this place. As long as I, the uncontrollable factor that can destroy everything, personally take action, he will definitely react."

What I want is the effect of "startling the snake", she said.

"……I see."

It was a radical move. Following this line of thought, the conflict among the special-class spell-forbidden masters over this place really became a problem that was difficult to avoid.

If something can go wrong, it will probably go wrong.

"…I have a question, sis."

Cen Dongsheng sorted out his thoughts.

"Is it really necessary for the Super Working Committee, or you, to interfere in the internal affairs of Ghost City?"

It is obviously irrational to only consider the opponent without considering one's own needs.

The dragon slayer in history died halfway through his career...and his death was not earth-shattering, and the reason was unknown.

Under this premise, if he were asked to choose, he would probably choose to "wait and see".

After Cen Dongsheng shared the knowledge of the Dragon Vein Battle and the Geomancer Society with his elder sister, she moved faster than in her previous life; but in his impression, An Zhizhen was not the type who liked to wantonly expand territory or crave war. Since the Philosopher King decided to seriously participate in a certain matter, it can only be assumed that there are huge interests behind it, or a longer-term goal.

“I think it’s worth a try.”

My elder sister said.

"Today's society of curse masters is in the early stages of 'separatism' and 'expansion' among various factions. I foresaw this, but I was unsure of the future development. Your arrival has given me the answer: even in the future, this situation will continue for quite a long time."

There is no one "above me", but there are several "equal" opponents.

"Based on this premise, I have decided to make a directional adjustment to the past plan. A ruling bureau that belongs only to me will be established sooner or later, but the current Super Working Committee is still the first and only official organization. The great cause is still in my hands, so I will naturally make good use of it."

"..."

Cen Dongsheng nodded thoughtfully.

He realized that his elder sister in this life was planning to go on stage earlier.

Without the support of information from the reborn, An Zhizhen in her previous life chose a more cautious path; and after learning about the future development trend from Cen Dongsheng, she would not follow the past ideas, and it would be even more impossible for her to be satisfied with just the achievements of her previous life.

The changes brought about by this reborn person are like a storm that is destined to come. Through the hands of the people around him, it will affect this country and even the world...

"What I could do without you, I will do better with you. I will definitely do it."

The woman's tone was firm.

"Sister, just keep it in mind."

Cen Dongsheng feels that he still has a lot to learn.

Being cautious and maintaining the status quo are two different things. Without the courage to accurately calculate the resources at hand and seek greater benefits, you will not be able to gain a foothold in others.

"When necessary, I will ask Qingyan to help, so even in the worst case scenario, it will be a 2vs2 situation."

"And you."

The elder sister held his hand tightly.

"As for me..." Cen Dongsheng smiled, "If a fight really breaks out, I can only help you guys."

Now it is still difficult for him to participate in the battlefield of special-class curse masters; but it is easy for him to bully other curse masters.

Cen Dongsheng's current strength as a "half-powered sorcerer" can neither go up nor down, but this positioning also has its advantages. Special-class spell-binding masters often fear each other, and they are also the leaders of various forces. If they really start to fight, there will be no room for recovery.

……

Hand in hand, the lovers strolled through Tianbao Pavilion, looked at the dazzling array of goods, and then walked into the Yin Opera Troupe's residence.

The most eye-catching place is the wide stage.

The pillars under the stage were immersed in the underground river tributary, and the pillars were wrapped with faded cloth curtains. The river water dyed them pink, showing a bright color like rouge. Glass lanterns floated on the river, and the candlelight cast ghostly shadows on the blue bricks with dark patterns through the colorful paintings.

There was no performance at the moment and the stage was empty except for a few people dressed as boy servants who were taking a break and introducing services to guests who came to visit or book a show.

When they saw a couple coming in together, someone immediately came up to them enthusiastically to introduce the business.

"Would you like to listen to it? I've never heard of an opera before."

"This place is for the dead."

“Alas, this is the guest’s misunderstanding.”

The boy explained.

"Now our troupe has a wide range of business. We can handle business from both the Yin and Yang worlds. We can listen to people, ghosts, and gods. It all depends on your needs."

An Zhizhen pursed her lips and smiled.

“We want to give it a try.”

"If you just want to try something new, we have regular performances. Check out the program list here..."

……

After coming out of the stage, opposite is the paper-making craftsmen’s station.

Brightly colored paper figures stand in rows, wind chimes are hung on the eaves, and when the breeze blows through the hall, combined with the background music, it looks like a real funeral scene; the four walls are covered with unfinished portraits of immortals and Buddhas, and on the central altar is a paper sedan, an old man is painting with a brush, and several craftsmen are learning nearby, with a sign saying "No Visitors Allowed" hung next to it.

The clerk next to him asked lazily.

"Fill out the form yourself if you need it. All our products are fire-resistant, and the fire prevention procedures will cost extra."

……

Finally, they stepped into the territory of the Geomancer Association.

Compared to the two gloomy houses, the headquarters building of the Geomancer Association finally looks like a place where living people stay. Stepping into the main hall, there are large and majestic paintings on the walls, depicting scrolls of mountains and rivers, and the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces. In the middle is a huge bronze tripod, and the sphere rolls along the preset ditch, making a rumbling sound.

Unfortunately, there was no one inside to welcome the tourists. They were probably all busy catching traitors and searching for the whereabouts of the Dragon-Suppressing Nail.

……

Finally, the road ahead came to an end again, and they had visited the ghost market thoroughly.

"Thank you, Dongsheng. I am very happy today."

"Really? It feels like they are talking about serious matters."

"Haha, it's not just about talking about love that can deepen our relationship. Having similar ideals and talking about your dreams are equally important... Oh, I have one more thing to ask of you."

The elder sister put her hands behind her back, turned around, and raised the corners of her mouth in a playful arc.

"I want to meet your classmate, Song, whom I haven't seen for a while. There is also another classmate, Jiang, whom I have never met before."

Cen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment.

"Look at your expression...are you feeling guilty?"

"how come."

The man coughed dryly.

"Yeah, we should meet when we need to. We might be very busy in the next two days, so we may not have time to meet."

"Yes, the official visit will be tomorrow, so tonight is the only night left."

An Zhizhen's voice became very soft, so soft that it seemed to be invisible and would be blown away by the wind.

"But there's still some time before nightfall. Dongsheng, where are you going to take me next?"

(End of this chapter)