The King of Curses

Chapter 239: Get What You Want
"Okay, I understand Master. Do you need to prepare anything?"

"No need, just think of it as meeting a new friend... Of course, it's not your first time."

"Yes."

"I'll tell you the location, remember to come on time."

Cen Dongsheng was talking on the other side of the radio, while Song Yutang was listening with a smile, nodding slightly from time to time.

After the girl put down her phone, the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

Jiang Yunmei, who was standing next to her, had a strange look on her face.

"Oh, Teacher Cen is such a fool. He even used his cell phone to contact us even though I was there."

“Maybe it’s because the distance is too far.”

"We all know that he is in the hotel right now?"

Yes, just like An Zhizhen came to Shanyin Ghost Market in advance, sat in the room and quietly overlooked the interaction between Cen Dongsheng and his teammates; in fact, Song Yutang and Jiang Yunmei witnessed their captain dating his girlfriend with their own eyes.

Although the two went out to look for clues as agreed, they gained nothing along the way. However, on the way back to the hotel, they were seen hugging each other and going to the top floor through the back door.

The only one who didn't notice this was a certain lustful man.

"This one……"

Song Yutang sighed softly.

"…Maybe it's because there's someone else next to him, and he wants this person to hear it."

"That's what's going on. Oh, I didn't expect that the captain, who is tall and strong, is also dominated by his wife."

Unlike her schoolmates, Jiang Yunmei had no psychological burden and could casually tease Cen Dongsheng about his relationships with women.

"So, what do you think?"

Song Yutang was not so relaxed. The girl's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was a little worried.

"I think it's the Hongmen Banquet."

Jiang Yunmei answered frankly.

"Even if it is, we still have to go because there is no reason to refuse."

The girl with a high ponytail sighed. Jiang Yunmei naturally noticed the difference in her expression. She had her own guess, but she didn't need to say it out loud at this time.

"Don't worry too much, I'm definitely on your side."

She first made her position clear, then pointed the finger at a culprit:
"I understand your concerns. It's all Mr. Cen's fault. He insisted on finding two teammates of the opposite sex, both of whom are beautiful. His girlfriend will definitely think too much."

"...I don't think Master deliberately looked for female teammates. Also, you are not modest at all. How can you say that you are a beauty?"

"That's the truth. Besides, I dragged you into this."

Jiang Yunmei smiled.

"It was just a joke. But..."

She looked up and down, carefully examining her companion's expression, and asked tentatively.

"I feel like this isn't a joke to you?"

Song Yutang looked at her deeply.

"…Of course it's a joke."

*
This evening.

As night falls, the lights come on.

Cen Dongsheng and An Zhizhen left the hotel and went to the restaurant where they had booked a table, waiting for his two teammates to arrive for the appointment.

The restaurant is located at the relatively highest point in this underground city, and the place where they eat is on the top floor of the restaurant, so they can overlook the entire Shanyin Ghost Market.

The breeze is blowing gently and the water is calm. It is the busiest time of the market. The streets are crowded with people and twinkling lights are flowing on the "river" of the night. In the distance, the stalactites on the dome emit a hazy glow, illuminating the vast night sky underground.

Cen Dongsheng looked around at the furnishings and decorations and said with emotion:

"This place is really magnificent, and it doesn't look at all like the gloomy look of other places in the ghost market."

"After all, it's where they entertain distinguished guests."

The overall structure of the restaurant is a high tower. The ceiling is inlaid with hundreds of thousands of luminous pearls, arranged according to the celestial constellation, like an entire illusory sky. The crystal chandelier in the center flickers with light, pouring down on the cloud brocade curtains with lotus patterns hanging down on both sides. Tall dragon-shaped pillars support the tower.

On the west side, there is a painting of "Immortals Attending a Banquet" carved entirely of white jade. The immortals in the painting have fluttering robes and vivid faces, as if they are real or illusory, which illuminates the banquet hall with a magnificent aura. On the east side, there is a mahogany screen with a relief carving of "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea". The bronze incense burner for warding off evil spirits on the corner of the table spews out ambergris mist that lingers for a long time, and the hazy smoke lingers in the hall, like a fairyland.

The ground is paved with a whole piece of green jade slab, under the slab is a running water channel, and rockery is used to separate the halls and pavilions; in the banquet room, everything from the tables and chairs to the desks are made of high-quality and precious wood.

"Would you like something to eat?"

An Zhizhen sat opposite him, holding her chin with one hand, looking relaxed, and playfully kicked his knee with the toe of her high heels.

The effects of the intense exercise that lasted from the morning to the afternoon seemed to still linger on the woman. Her posture was obviously more lazy than usual, and her tone of voice was soft and gentle, reminiscent of the line "the maid helped her up weakly" in the story.

Only that face was radiant, like a flower that had been watered, bright and colorful.

"…I'm fine."

Cen Dongsheng was not as lazy as her. He sat upright, seemingly calm, but there was still a well-hidden nervousness deep in his pupils.

"Didn't you say that we consumed too much energy and we should have a big meal to make up for it in the evening? We haven't even had lunch yet."

"That is……"

Cen Dongsheng seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

"You can't take what you say in bed seriously?"

“…Although it’s not necessarily false, it’s definitely… a little bit exaggerated.”

They are spell masters, and they can easily master the ancient Qigong practice of breathing in the essence of heaven and earth. They will not die even if they go without food or water for ten days or half a month, and they can even maintain their combat effectiveness.

"——Hehe, like when you hugged me and called me 'Mom'?"

An Zhizhen smiled widely, but her words were very explosive.

"Cough cough!"

Cen Dongsheng was still sipping his tea, but when his elder sister said this, he almost spit out all the tea in his mouth.

Fortunately, there was no one else around... No, such words can only be whispered between lovers.

"…I didn't do anything shameful like that. I just…"

The man subconsciously wanted to refute, but he closed his mouth halfway through his words.

I just think that your kind side is very maternal...but words like this sound perverted.

"Then you still call me 'brother'? Fortunately Qingyan is not here, otherwise she would have killed both of us..."

Cen Dongsheng tried to refute in another way, but was kicked in the knee again.

"Be serious, we have to meet someone later."

My elder sister’s cheeks turned red.

This is called "putting the blame on someone else".

In short, this kind of love talk involving sex can only be said before they come. When the footsteps of others sounded, the two of them returned to their superficial seriousness, looking like an elegant and loving young couple.

Yes, "elegant" - after being trained by his elder sister for such a long time, Cen Dongsheng has mastered the etiquette.

Although his appearance could not be called suave, he was also a handsome man with a dignified appearance. After consciously learning and improving, when he stood next to An Zhizhen, people would no longer feel that they were a good match. "Excuse me, sir, can we serve the dishes?"

"Wait a little longer, everyone isn't here yet."

The waiter nodded respectfully and said:

"Some of the dishes require time to slow cook, is it possible..."

"Then go ahead."

The man agreed and clapped his hands gently.

The waiters came forward one by one. They all had dignified looks and wore wide-sleeved robes. They walked slowly in the smoke, holding food boxes decorated with gold and silver.

The food box was placed on the table. When the box was opened, a bright light overflowed, and one could vaguely see crystal clear lotus leaves and fish simmering in the fire. I didn't know what trick was used, but the fish fins still maintained a lively and vibrant posture.

It's more like a table of art than a delicious meal.

They glanced at him casually and continued chatting after he left.

"I want to ask Dongsheng what your next plans are after this trip to the ghost market."

An Zhizhen's expression became serious and he started talking about business again.

"Compared to the ghost market, I am more concerned about the 'special curse' you mentioned last time."

If the Super Working Committee's intervention in the affairs of the Ghost Market was part of An Zhizhen's plan to establish his leadership position in the society of curse masters for the sake of "fame"; then the curses and forbidden objects that the reborn people remembered were the "benefits" that could be actually obtained.

But in terms of value, I'm afraid an entire ghost market cannot withstand an unknown special curse.

“This is still a very rare opportunity for those who have been reborn.”

"...Yes, because most of the secrets of special births are hidden, or simply forbidden from birth."

Cen Dongsheng said.

According to his original plan, he never thought that he would be so lucky to be able to come into contact with the special forbidden spell at such an early stage, so what Sister Zhizhen mentioned was the man’s first goal.

"What I remember are all the big events that caused a sensation in the future and gave birth to influential figures. For example, the 'thing' we are talking about now."

"I still remember you said that this matter would also gather several special curse masters."

"Yes, because that 'thing' was placed on King Ji Le's ship. But even he himself did not expect what happened afterwards..."

The world is changing, this is an era of strong people. The winds and clouds are surging, and no one can grasp the future.

Even if you are as noble as a top-class spell-binding master and a hero for a while, you cannot avoid the fate of death, such as the "Dragon Slayer" you will have to deal with next.

On the other hand, there are also people who choose to hide their strength and have great ambitions, emerging as a dark horse in the last wave and reaching the pinnacle. For example, the Nether King belongs to this category.

Of course, there are also people who can lead the trend for a while and always stand firm in the tide of the times. Most of our ancestors are such people.

One is An Zhizhen, one is Yi Qingyan, and one is Zhang Shidao; the remaining one is the King of Bliss who will rule the Cangdong area in the future.

"Really? It looks like we'll be able to meet all the ancestors soon."

An Zhizhen said with a smile.

"Although we don't intend to be enemies with them, the special forbidden spell is something we must get. It is worth starting a war for it."

"I agree, but determination alone may not be enough for this kind of thing."

Cen Dongsheng sighed.

"According to what I heard... According to the recollections of the people who witnessed the entire incident on the ship, 'that thing' would hide from the curse master."

The final winner was a very ordinary and weak spell-binding master, who originally worked as a waiter on the ship. In the eyes of everyone, he was an insignificant little person. However, just because of good luck, he made a breakthrough and became a "hot" celebrity.

For a considerable number of mediocre curse-masters who see no hope for the future, this case was once their best fantasy material.

But now, Cen Dongsheng himself is no longer mediocre. Standing at different heights, looking at things from different angles, he feels that this kind of "adventure" requires more than just simple luck, but some unknown key conditions are at work behind the scenes.

The elder sister obviously thinks so too, and what she wants to do now is to find the key.

"If 'weakness' is the prerequisite, there are ways to increase the probability through numbers."

The proposal put forward by An Zhizhen was very straightforward.

"Although once someone obtains the special curse, it is possible to resist the mental control of Tiankui Quanshou, but even if I don't use the curse, it is still no problem to get a few people to pledge their allegiance."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Cen Dongsheng said.

"That thing has intelligence and can discern human thoughts. I think it chose that host for some very special reason."

"It's not a life ban, but it still sounds like it's destined..."

"Yeah, it's troublesome."

"So, do you still want it?"

"……what?"

Cen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment.

"If you want something, get it and don't give it to anyone."

An Zhizhen smiled.

"I will do my best to support you in achieving your desires and ambitions."

Hearing this, the man nodded slowly.

"of course."

……

After chatting for a while, Cen Dongsheng felt that his mouth was a little dull, so he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up two pieces of fish from the lotus-shaped serving vessel and put them into his mouth. At this time, his ears moved slightly.

Jiang Yunmei's voice came to my ears:

"Teacher Cen, we're here!"

An Zhizhen noticed this detail and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

……

A few minutes later, Cen Dongsheng's two female teammates came on stage together.

"Sorry we're both late."

Although they said "no need to prepare", the two girls had obviously dressed up carefully, showing their unique temperament to the fullest. One was youthful and energetic, and the other was fashionable and beautiful.
"Although I've heard of you both before, I'm still surprised by your beauty... I'm really envious, Dongsheng, to be able to work with such beautiful girls."

When An Zhizhen saw them appear, she turned around and said to Cen Dongsheng with a smile.

"You guys sit down first."

Cen Dongsheng pretended not to hear and stood up to greet him.

After politely greeting each other, the girls took their seats.

While An Zhizhen was praising the two's beauty, Jiang Yunmei was also whispering to her junior in private.

"I say, isn't Mr. Cen's girlfriend a little too pretty?"

“…Well, I was also surprised when I first saw it.”

"If I were a man, I would be jealous." Jiang Yunmei sighed, "I would definitely think: How could this kid have such bad luck?"

(End of this chapter)