Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1587 - 425: This Is Called Communication, 9Nian Shows His True Colors (5k)

Yu Ziqing carefully examined the wretched-looking hungry ghost; at first glance, Yu Ziqing knew he was definitely not ordinary.Ordinary hungry ghosts are typically emaciated, resembling dried corpses, with faces inclined towards the horrific.

Yet, the fellow before him, having transformed into a hungry ghost, still showed a visibly miserable expression—who knows what a sour face he must have had when alive.

He's truly born to match a hungry ghost, born unlucky; he would be a loss not to become one.

"Tell me, how did you live afterwards, and how did you die?"

Upon these words, the miserable-faced hungry ghost's expression turned even more sour as he recalled.

"It was actually quite difficult. Since I can remember, I was with an Evil Cult.

Later, following the Evil Cult team, many died, and those who followed eventually died off completely.

Upon leaving, I finally learned what the Evil Cult was doing.

As a child, I truly didn't find anything wrong with it.

I wanted to study, but no one accepted me.

Later, I tried farming but found that without the protection of a city, I couldn't grow enough food to eat.

At that time, another Evil Cult emerged; I really couldn't survive anymore, so I went to mingle there for food.

Then, those three years, though a bit tough and exhausting, at least I could eat enough.

I thought everything was fine until one day.

In Jixia Academy, there was a madwoman named Wanjun, full of Evil Qi and Demonic Qi, scarier than the Evil Cult.

She descended from the sky, twisted off the High Priest's head, then dragged the sacrificial subject from some unknown place and tore it apart.

I once again ran out of food.

Later, to escape capture, I fled deep into the mountains, got trapped underground, and starved to death."

The miserable-faced hungry ghost briefly summarized his life, very simply, and without much drama.

Just mingling in one Evil Cult; when one fell, he'd go on to the next.

With so many Evil Cults gone, he's still alive, which counts as having good luck.

Otherwise, any minor repercussion would have ended him.

"When did you regain spiritual wisdom?"

"One day, I woke up, found myself turned into a hungry ghost, and that was it."

"Okay, you should first learn some things about hungry ghosts from Wang Fugui."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui turned visibly pale, his legs weakened, and body shrank a bit; he wanted to step back but found it impolite, so he waved his hands repeatedly.

"No... please no, sir, please don't say anything about following or not.

This fellow possesses extraordinary talent, regained spiritual wisdom without even the first almsgiving.

How could he then be considered a regular hungry ghost?

Not that I mean to belittle regular hungry ghosts...

What I mean is, we all have to...

Forget it, exchange, I'll just exchange ideas with this fellow."

Wang Fugui was utterly terrified, knowing as a hungry ghost that occasionally some strange hungry ghosts appear among them.

He himself is one of them; of course, he assumes he's not the too-strange type.

More peculiar ones, like Wu Shuangge, come with Companion Magical Treasure.

And those bizarre beings, originally deities, starved to death, transformed into hungry ghosts.

Now with one more present, he instantly must find ways to interact and position himself.

One incense stick can directly summon his superiors from the Ghost Path, what right does he have to lead like taking in new members?

That's not guiding novices; at most, it counts as mutual exchange.

Privately, Wang Fugui would dare say, it's the younger brother offering suggestions to the older one.

After all, with people around, Wang Fugui dares not seem too cowardly; being the Store Manager does come with some leadership burdens, but he can still hold up.

Yu Ziqing looked around, Yang's face was tense, others had unknowingly retreated some distance, leaving a large empty space behind him.

Yu Ziqing sighed inwardly; indeed a bit frightening, fortunate he carries such misfortune or else no one might withstand.

"Do you even remember your name?"

"No surname, just a name, it's Youji."

Yu Ziqing waved to the crowd standing afar.

"Cece, you coordinate with Wang Fugui, give guidance... and exchange with Youji."

"Alright, exchange, exchange." Cece was somewhat fearful too.

Even in serious battles, even if several Ninth Tiers stood opposite, she wouldn't have been afraid, but this truly scared her.

With Cece and Wang Fugui exchanging with the miserable-faced hungry ghost, Yu Ziqing was also contemplating.

Originally, he had thoughts of bringing these hungry ghosts back.

Now it seems, forget it.

Furthermore, there's absolutely no choice for the person responsible here for hungry ghosts, it must be the miserable-faced hungry ghost Youji.

Dropping a hungry ghost parachuting in as a leader?

Look at this group, who dares?

Forget it, these hungry ghosts are still better off staying here, just let the miserable-faced hungry ghost lead, at most sending some people to help the miserable-faced hungry ghost handle affairs.

As for others, let's wait for now, taking it step by step.

Beef jerky also needs to wait for now.

If insisted upon, it could be given, as the miserable-faced hungry ghost counts as successfully contributing notably, saving this small hungry ghost population here.

But now Yu Ziqing is not easily distributing beef jerky, too many hungry ghosts, once rules are made, they must be followed, or else difficult to command respect.

Although giving to the miserable-faced hungry ghost now, no one dares say anything, but whether they fear or respect, that's uncertain.

Better to save it, wait until next time, accumulate credit and toil, then given altogether.

After all, the miserable-faced hungry ghost is already extremely outrageous now.