I was terrified [Quick Transmigration]

There is nothing in the palace, except for a folding spring bed in the corner for people to rest on, and a chamber pot.

Of course, this is just the past, the past, and the treatment of those agents who were under house arrest.

After all, when a person is completely insane, he will not notice whether the living environment is good or bad, and even if it is good, it will only destroy it.

But it's different now.

About half an hour later, Lin Zhongyuan just squatted on the wooden steps in front of the palace and finished writing his wish.

Just now, the affectionate man who said 'the only wish is to save the dead soul of his lover and lie to him that he has been reincarnated', now wrote dozens of items on the list of 'things he will need during the work of cooperating with the seal of the ghost king' requirements.

These include but are not limited to: installing flush toilets, fluorescent lamps, connecting water pipes, replacing Simmons beds, equipped with desks, bookshelves, wifi, laptops for games, bluetooth speakers, hot pot and barbecue...

The level of detail includes but is not limited to: brand, size, color style, newness...

The moment they saw the list, the faces of the stewards of the major Xuanmen families all turned green.

Did they catch a lost sacrifice and come back, or did they invite a Buddha?

When the agents of the past were to be placed under house arrest, there were not so many and detailed requirements.In contrast, those people knew that their lives were not long, and either cried bitterly, or fell into a state of ashes and remained silent.

Even if there is a request, it is similar to the request for the last meal of a condemned prisoner. They will want to see their relatives, or want to eat something last, do a small thing, watch a movie, and so on.

Some are quite touching, making people sigh that when people are about to die, they are all similar.

There has never been anyone like Lin Zhongyuan who can calmly face, think clearly and logically, make a list of nearly one meter, and just take their words of "you're welcome" seriously.

They are indeed the ones who are willing to treat the sacrifices kindly at the last moment.

A hairless old man stood up with a smile and broke the stagnant atmosphere, "For us, this is just a small amount of money and a small favor. It's not difficult. Mr. Lin is willing to come here on his own initiative. It has been a great act of kindness.”

This fair word awakened everyone immediately.

Yes, that is a substitute, a living sacrifice who is willing to no longer resist and escape, a real voluntary sacrifice, a person who wants to exchange his life and soul for 300 years of peace on earth.

Although he missed, got confused, and escaped, that was all in the past.

This kind of house arrest is not an ordinary detention, but to live in the ghost king's palace. Only in this way can the formation be strong enough.

No more than three days, seven days at most, this person will definitely lose his mind, become confused... and become a complete lunatic.

Why should they care about such a poor man, why should they be stingy with a sacrifice.

Perhaps, this Mr. Lin didn't know anything about the ghost king at all, and he didn't know that the so-called house arrest would become torture at night, so he made so many demands.

Thinking about it this way makes it even more pitiful.

There were a lot of people present. There were more than a dozen people who were the leaders and representatives of various Taoist sects and aristocratic families, and there were dozens of people who followed them.

At this time, people's expressions gradually changed, and they calmed down. They happily took the wish list and assigned it to each person in charge for implementation.

There were a large number of people, and the time was only four o'clock. Everyone always felt that Lin Zhongyuan would lose his mind after one night, so they all moved very quickly.

Before the sky completely darkened, the things he requested were basically arranged.

In the empty and depressing palace with a towering dome, a gorgeous, modern, and salty-fish-like single room just appeared out of thin air.

The 1.5-meter bed is soft and comfortable, with brand-new quilt and pillows. This sleeping position is in a place that is ventilated enough to be exposed to the morning sun, and at the same time away from a place that is too cold.Next to it is a computer table, a bed table with pulleys, notebooks, wifi, mouse, keyboard and speakers are all ready, slippers are also very comfortable, and a cashmere blanket is just out of bed.

On the other end, there are flush toilets and tap pools requested by Lin Zhongyuan, as well as matching shower facilities, ceramic bathtubs, and 24-hour hot water supply.

In another corner, there is a treadmill equipped with a screen for watching movies and TV shows, but Lin Zhongyuan is a little worried about how many times it can be used.

There is even a special dining table. Lin Zhongyuan said that he wants to eat hot pot at night, and the selected side dishes, meatballs, etc., have been placed on the table, and they can be ignited and eaten at any time. An attached small refrigerator is full of His favorite drink, fruit.

There are countless enjoyments and arrangements.

Moreover, their efficiency is really extremely high. There were a few times in the middle of the delivery, and there was a problem of poor cooperation such as sending the wrong delivery. Those people quarreled a few times and gradually got used to it.

It is one thing to fight among themselves in order to compete for credit and suspect the identity of the agent, but because of such trivial matters, internal conflicts will only embarrass the sects, and they must try their best to achieve perfect cooperation.

Lin Zhongyuan looked at it and thought it was not bad, which also contributed to the atmosphere of unity and friendship among everyone.

It wasn't until 8:[-] in the evening that everything was done, and his bookshelves and snack shelves were arranged accordingly.

Lin Zhongyuan sat in front of the hot pot, and greeted the busy people with a smile, "Shall we have something together?"

"No, no, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

No one wants to stay in this ominous place.

Although it looks really super comfortable and super cool here, it has been turned into a salted fish paradise.

At night, the gate of the palace was finally closed, and there were heavy chains hanging from the outside to prevent Lin Zhongyuan from escaping. Then there were layers of yellow paper spells, and a formation one by one.

Of course, two or three of these formations are used to mute and isolate the sound, to prevent Lin Zhongyuan from playing too loudly inside and spreading some strange rumors.

The rest of the formations are used to deal with all kinds of evil spirits that come here every night.

Due to the influence of feng shui, location, and the aura of the ghost king, it is impossible to completely isolate the evil spirits from coming, but they can make the evil spirits who come here unable to leave again.

In the daytime of the next day, when the yang qi rises and the yin qi falls, those evil spirits that cannot leave will naturally dissipate.

Lin Zhongyuan's hot pot meal was his first meal in this world.

The last world was the doomsday, no matter how good the food was, it was only better than that in the doomsday era, and it was nothing compared to such luxury.

Mutton rolls, fatty beef rolls, fish rolls, various meatballs, vegetables, mushrooms, shrimp paste, cheese balls, hairy tripe, with the most delicious base and small ingredients...

When he was full, he didn't even bother to stand up.

Fortunately, I ordered Jianweixiaoshi tablets and hawthorn in advance.

As we ate and ate, night fell completely.

The surrounding air became noticeably colder. Even though the doors and windows were closed tightly, there was a gloomy wind blowing through.

Lin Zhongyuan had to pass the electric heater in advance, the one painted with red paint mixed with chicken blood, which came in handy at this time.

Da da, da da sound sounded.

It seemed that the night wind was blowing, causing the doors and windows to shake unsteadily, and it seemed that something outside wanted to come in, knocking on the doors and windows lightly and repeatedly.

The faucet that had never been used or touched began to leak water dripping, but the water that flowed out was not like tap water. The color was dark and thick. I am dazzled.

Lin Zhongyuan fished out the last piece of hairy belly, rinsed it up and down, covered it with sesame sauce, and bit it, overflowing with happiness.

The wind got stronger, and it blew through the cracks in the windows and doors, making a whining sound, like weeping.

The shadow of the tree cast into the house, from the shape of the branches, it became closer and closer to thin and slender fingers, as if they were only wrapped in a layer of human skin.

He didn't turn his head to look at the empty palace until a trace of cold air blew over his wrist, like something slapping it, disturbing Lin Zhongyuan's hot pot.

It was not past midnight, as he had learned, and the dirt had piled up.

Chopsticks and charms cannot have both.

Lin Zhongyuan put down his chopsticks and raised his fingers to draw amulets. One, two, three... several identical exorcism charms flew out from his fingertips and stuck tightly to the windows and gates.

After doing this, he was finally able to eat the last mouthful of the hot pot quietly, and the iced cola suppressed the greasy taste, leaving only refreshing comfort.

Lin Zhongyuan, who was paralyzed on the chair, exhaled foul breath, then reached into his pajama pants and touched the mole, "Come on, do me a favor."

The black shadow seemed to be getting impatient for a long time. Before he finished speaking, he was full of sullenness. When the words fell to the ground, a shadow was already standing in front of him.

"I'll fix them."

"No, it's not like that."

Lin Zhongyuan shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and patted Hei Ying's arm, "Help me clean up the table, put the leftover ingredients that are still edible and put them in the refrigerator, throw away what should be thrown away, and wash what should be washed."

Sombra: "...?"

Lin Zhongyuan continued, "As for these things, leave them to me for the time being. When I am unable to continue, you can come to help again, um... probably after 2 o'clock in the morning."

System 555 is a little puzzled: Host, why don't you just hand it over to this evil thing?

Lin Zhongyuan: Because I don't want to raise Gu.Even if he failed to raise Gu, and he didn't turn into an overpowering evil that was completely out of control, then it's hard to explain what was missing from me.

He still has to rely on this little fool to continue pretending to be the agent.

In a month's time, with a little effort and hard work, he can still survive.

In the blink of an eye, in the palace with the doors and windows tightly closed, the cloudy atmosphere became stronger, and in the next moment, all the dazzling golden light, which was as bright as day, gradually expanded and exploded in the palace.

The dazzling golden light seemed to have a solid body, turning into sharp blades and piercing from the gaps in the windows, doors, and spells. Countless ghosts uttered terrible cries that ordinary people could not hear.

The golden light lasted for a few seconds. Lin Zhongyuan, who was standing in the center of the hall, put on the special earplugs that he had drawn a spell on early, and was lucky not to be called deaf.

For the long night that followed, a golden light like this would come on every hour.

At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhongyuan was panting slightly, the power of the psychic was finally close to being overdrawn.

Yin and evil things are constantly coming here, like moths to a flame, not too powerful, but the number is continuous, and they are not afraid of life and death.

This is the terrifying purgatory that can spare all exorcists in the world.

System 555: Do you want to buy?Host?

Lin Zhongyuan didn't speak, but his legs were a little weak, and when he slumped down, he was firmly caught by a pair of cold and dark arms.

The black shadow stood up, and lifted the other arm under his knees. Layers of Yin Qi surrounded him, making it difficult for any other evil spirits to approach, like protecting food.

He stared down at Lin Zhongyuan's pale face, and asked in a deep voice,

"Why...don't you ask me for help?"

Lin Zhongyuan was a little confused, and looked at the shadow, "Huh? I'm just trying to see my limit, it's not time yet."

"You...want to die...not allowed..."

But Hei Ying seemed unable to listen to him, let alone hear his words. He didn't know what he had misunderstood. The hostility and resentment in his body suddenly rose, and his empty and expressionless eyes gradually turned scarlet.

"The promise...is still..."

The next moment, the dark mist covered the sky and the sun, engulfing the entire huge and majestic palace.

All sounds are silent.

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