Siheyuan: I don't mind if I break up the marriage

Jiang Yueshen stood quietly where he was, his eyes fixed on the gradually disappearing evil spirit.

Not until the last trace of the evil spirit's breath completely disappeared into the air did he slowly exhale as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

"Well, I have done what I can for these poor ghosts. I hope you can have a good rebirth in the next life."

Jiang Yueshen murmured softly, with a look of fatigue and relief on his face.

There was a trace of pity in his eyes. These ghosts had suffered endless pain in their lifetime and could not rest in peace after death. Being able to help them get relief could be considered a good deed.

Jiang Yueshen raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and began to think about the next plan in his mind.

According to the information Kangba had provided before, Luo Chai's people will go to the skinning warehouse to pick up the goods tomorrow. This is undoubtedly a great opportunity.

"In this way, I can just sit back and wait for them to fall into my trap, which saves me the trouble of running around looking for them."

Jiang Yueshen thought to himself, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a confident smile, as if he had already seen the scene of successfully capturing Luo Cai's men.

At this moment, the voice of the Black Evil God suddenly sounded in his mind:

"My king, I do have a plan that may be of help to you."

Jiang Yueshen was slightly startled, then a hint of curiosity and expectation flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said:

"Old Black, what's your plan? Tell me quickly."

The Black Evil God's voice was filled with mystery and pride:

"King, why don't you transform into the appearance of that guy just now, blend into the enemy army, and find an opportunity to take his head directly? In this way, you will definitely catch them off guard."

After hearing this, Jiang Yueshen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but slap his thigh and said excitedly:

"Hey! This is a good idea, but..."

His eyes suddenly dimmed, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head helplessly.

"But I don't know how to change my appearance."

The Black Evil God seemed to have anticipated Jiang Yueshen's reaction and reminded him with a smile:

"My king, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. You can ask Lao Wan for help."

After being reminded by the Black Evil God, the figure of Wanmian instantly appeared in Jiang Yueshen's mind.

Wan Mian, who once betrayed him at a critical moment but became his subordinate due to various coincidences, possesses magical abilities of copying and changing.

When Jiang Yueshen was being hunted by the masked man team before, although the skeleton soldiers created by Wanmian had limited combat effectiveness, their large numbers gave him some breathing space.

Moreover, Wanmian's disguise technique is extremely exquisite and he can imitate a person's appearance vividly.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yueshen's face darkened instantly, with anger burning in his eyes. He suddenly raised his foot, stomped hard on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Wanmian! Get out here!"

This roar was like thunder that shocked the Black Demon God.

He immediately knelt on the ground, buried his head deeply in his chest, and did not dare to look Jiang Yueshen in the eye.

His body was still shaking slightly, and he kept muttering: "Wang Xi Nu, Wang Xi Nu..."

As Jiang Yueshen's foot landed, a black smoke slowly rose and a figure with many faces gradually appeared.

He knelt on the ground with a thump and said in a trembling voice, "My king, I know I am wrong. Please punish me."

Jiang Yueshen's eyes widened in anger, staring at Wanmian intently, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Since you know you are wrong, then tell me where you went wrong?"

Wan Mian raised his head, his eyes full of fear and confusion. He hesitated for a long time before whispering:

"Your humble servant...your humble servant...your humble servant does not know where I have gone wrong. Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

Jiang Yueshen was angry and amused when he saw this. He showed a helpless look on his face and thought to himself:

"This old guy was just being formalistic with me. He didn't know where he was wrong at all. He just kept admitting his mistakes."

"Lao Wan, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you have a problem with your work attitude, do you know that?"

Jiang Yueshen pointed at Wanmian and said with great sorrow,

"Your ideological awareness is far from that of Lao Hei.

Look at how much Lao Hei has done for me along the way, working tirelessly and helping me.

I have never complained about being tired!

Look at you again, you just stay in the palace all day, like a piece of wood, motionless.

When you are needed, you can summon a few little skeletons to deal with them.

When you are not needed, you just stay in the palace. Do you think that you are activated so that you can retire here?

If this were a salary, I would deduct all your money!"

As Wan Mian listened to Jiang Yueshen's scolding, cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

His body was shaking even more violently, as if he was sifting chaff, and he kept saying, "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, my king.

I will definitely serve my king faithfully from now on and will never slack off again."

Jiang Yueshen looked at the man in front of him, who looked to be in his 40s or 50s, wearing clothes that were out of tune with modern styles, kneeling on the ground like a child who had made a mistake.

The anger in his heart gradually subsided. He sighed helplessly and said:

"Alright, get up. You're already quite old, if you kneel down, I'm afraid you'll shorten my lifespan."

"Do you know why I called you out?" Jiang Yueshen asked again with a softer tone.

Wan Mian raised his head quickly, a glimmer of intelligence flashed in his eyes, and he replied: "I know that my king wants me to change my appearance, right?"

Jiang Yueshen said unhappily, "Why are you still standing there if you know what's going on? Can you transform?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I will cast the spell right away."

As Wan Mian spoke, he moved his fingers slightly, and a thought instantly flew out from his fingertips and was directly attached to Jiang Yueshen.

Jiang Yueshen only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then he felt his facial muscles begin to move slightly.

After a moment, his appearance had completely changed into that of Kangba.

Wan Mian carefully took out a bronze mirror from his arms, held it in both hands and handed it to Jiang Yueshen, saying:

"My king, please take a look, is this okay?"

Jiang Yueshen took the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Well, it's okay. It's quite realistic."

But he soon discovered the problem again, looked down at his body shape, frowned and said:

"This body shape is still not right. It is far from that of Khampa."

"Old Hei."

As soon as Jiang Yueshen shouted, the Black Evil God immediately responded, "Yes, sir!"

The Black Evil God closed his eyes slightly and concentrated his mind. After a moment, Jiang Yueshen felt his body begin to change.

His bones creaked, his muscles gradually bulged or contracted, and in less than two seconds, his body shape was exactly the same as Kangba's. From the outside, he looked like Kangba himself.

Jiang Yueshen looked at his current appearance, feeling very satisfied and a pleased smile appeared on his face.

He thought to himself that having such capable subordinates would make things much easier.

Although this Black Evil God and Wanmian have very different personalities and abilities, they can always be used at critical moments.

Wan Mian, who was standing by, couldn't help feeling a little jealous when he saw Jiang Yueshen was so satisfied with the performance of the Black Evil God.

He curled his lips and whispered to the Black Evil God: "Old Black, how did you know that the king wanted to change his body?"

The Black Evil God looked at him with disdain and said softly:

"Nonsense, if your appearance changes, your figure will naturally change as well. Isn't that obvious? Use your brain more."

After hearing this, Wan Mian became even more unconvinced. He glanced at the Black Evil God and muttered in a low voice:

"Humph, you are the only one who can guess the king's intentions, right? Go ahead and roll up, I want to see how long you can be so proud."

The Black Evil God heard Wanmian's muttering, raised his eyelids slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and replied in a low voice with a smug smile:

"So what? I am proud of myself. If you have the ability, you should learn from me and stop wasting time all day long."

Wan Mian was so angry at the words of the Black Evil God that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, wait a minute. I won't go back to the palace. I will stay by the king's side and see who can please the king more."

The Black Evil God sneered and said:

"You'd better save your energy. With your skills, what else can you do except summon some useless skeletons?

Don't get in the way here, or you'll be in trouble if you delay the king's important business."

When Wan Mian heard this, he became even angrier and said loudly:

"Don't underestimate me. Although my skeleton soldiers are not very powerful, they are numerous and can be used at critical moments."

"Hmph, those rubbish skeletons of yours, I can kill tens of thousands of them in one blow with my crescent-shaped blade, what's the point?"

The Black Evil God said with disdain.

The two of them started arguing with each other, not noticing that Jiang Yueshen was looking at them helplessly.

Jiang Yueshen coughed lightly, interrupting their quarrel and said:

"Okay, stop arguing. Now is not the time to argue. We have more important things to do."

When Heishen Xieshen and Wanmian heard Jiang Yueshen's voice, they immediately stopped arguing, lowered their heads, and said with shame on their faces: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please punish me."

Jiang Yueshen waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and get up. Don't punish me for no reason."

These two old guys were much older than him, and they kept kneeling down to him at every turn. Jiang Yueshen really couldn't get used to it for a while.

"Let's find a clean place and spend the night here."

Jiang Yueshen gave them both orders, and then the two of them flew out in a flash.

He hurried to find a place for Jiang Yueshen to stay overnight.

Jiang Yueshen smiled only after the two men left.

"Having two assistants is not bad, at least I have to do less work."

While Jiang Yueshen was stunned, Wan Mian ran back.

"Wang, there is a house on the second floor of the warehouse. It's relatively clean and we can stay there temporarily."

Wan Mian was very respectful, fearing that Jiang Yueshen would be dissatisfied.

"Well, let's go check it out."

Jiang Yueshen came to the warehouse and smelled a rotten smell as soon as he entered.

Jiang Yueshen frowned slightly. If the environment was like this, he would rather not sleep all night or move to another place.

"King, it's not here, it's up there."

Following Wan Mian, Jiang Yueshen came to the second-floor attic. It was more ventilated outside, so he could not smell the stench here.

After turning an alley, we came to a small house.

There is an office and some notebooks inside, which are filled with records.

Jiang Yueshen looked through it and found most of it was useless, so he threw it away.

Next to it was a relatively clean bed.

The Black Evil God was tidying up. When he saw Jiang Yueshen coming in, he said sternly:

"Wang, we have inspected it. This is the cleanest place in the whole town."

Jiang Yueshen nodded, agreeing with this statement.

This town is also very strange. Perhaps it is safer to stay in this thin-skinned warehouse.

"Okay, you guys take a break."

Jiang Yueshen sat down, took out some food and drinks and prepared to eat.

He handed some food and drink to Wanmian and Heisha Xieshen, but the other party waved their hands to refuse.

"King, we don't need to eat."

Jiang Yueshen nodded and started eating and drinking.

"Oh, Lao Wan, summon some stealthy reconnaissance skeleton soldiers to patrol at night."

Wan Mian said hurriedly: "King, I have already given the order just now."

"Now, within a radius of ten kilometers, all of them are our secret sentries."

"As long as there is the slightest disturbance, we will receive a warning message immediately."

Jiang Yueshen nodded and said, "Well, don't do it."

"You are taking the initiative this time."

Wan Mian was quite happy to be praised.

Jiang Yueshen took a sip of water and then asked, "Lao Hei, Lao Wan, are you afraid of hot weapons?"

The Black Evil God said, "Is it similar to the iron bird flying in the sky today?"

Jiang Yueshen knew he was talking about the plane, and nodded immediately.

"Those things are very powerful, but when I was injured, I only felt pain and my abilities were reduced."

"But their skills cannot kill me."

What the Black Evil God said was very pertinent. In fact, if the power was not so great, the Black Evil God would not be afraid at all.

Of course, if it was a mushroom bomb, the Black Evil God would definitely not be able to withstand it.

What he meant was that she would not be killed, but she might be seriously injured.

By then, Lao Hei will have lost his ability to fight.

Jiang Yueshen nodded silently. It seemed that these spiritual generals were physical entities after all and were also afraid of thermal weapons.

Jiang Yueshen suffered a great loss in terms of hot weapons today, and he doesn't want to suffer such a loss again in the future.

He muttered, "Old Wan, are there any generals in the office who can fuse weapons?"

"Huh? What office?"

Jiang Yue was embarrassed and corrected himself, saying, "Inside the Soul Palace."

"Oh, back to my king, yes."

Jiang Yueshen was delighted, knowing that these spirits would have super abnormal abilities...

If you summon someone who can fuse everything, he can completely fuse thermal weapons.

By then, his shortcomings in thermal weapons would naturally be made up.