American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Time went back twenty minutes.

The entire inn was booked, and everyone else was eating, drinking, and celebrating the victory in the first-floor lobby. Qi Shan was specially invited by Uncle Jiu, and the location was chosen in a private room on the second floor.

The dishes were very rich, with chicken, duck, fish, and meat, but no one touched their chopsticks.

Uncle Jiu sized up Qi Shan, picked up his wine glass, and said, "Thank you, Young Master Qi, for your great help this time. Without you, the bandits would not have been so easily wiped out!"

Qi Shan waved his hand, "Uncle Jiu, you're too kind. If it weren't for the conflict with the security team that injured a large number of vital forces, it wouldn't have been my turn to take action."

"This matter is not your fault, it's all Awei's impulsiveness! Come, please drink this cup to the fullest!"

Uncle Jiu politely raised his glass, Qi Shan followed suit, and the two drank a cup together, easing the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"Young Master Qi, your four subordinates shouldn't be human, right?"

Uncle Jiu suddenly asked. Qi Shan was slightly stunned, but he hadn't intended to hide it from the beginning, nodding and saying, "They are special souls, but now the composition structure of their soul spirit particles has undergone a fundamental change.

In the words of the cultivation world, they should be considered to have broken away from the state of souls and officially become ghost cultivators!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, "I see, no wonder this brother is so powerful!"

The bandit grinned.

"But even if they are ghost cultivators, they can't be without a trace of spiritual energy. Their every move is completely human. If it weren't for someone with profound Taoist skills, they wouldn't be able to see it at all. Why is that?"

Uncle Jiu stared intently at Qi Shan, seemingly very concerned about this question.

Qi Shan smiled, "Does Uncle Jiu think they have possessed someone? That they are wearing other people's bodies now?"

"Not really, it feels completely different. It's precisely because I can't see through it that I can't help but ask. What? Can't I ask?"

"There's nothing you can't ask!"

Qi Shan said calmly, "The change in soul structure has transformed them from ordinary souls into a kind of Shinigami.

Unlike Yama and Ghost Talent, Shinigami is not a position, but a way of soul existence.

Shinigami can use spirit particles, generate spirit pressure, and use spirit pressure to fight or create objects.

Fundamentally, our cultivation system and Maoshan techniques are two different paths. Although both deal with demons, monsters, and ghosts, they are almost parallel lines and rarely intersect.

If Uncle Jiu wants to understand Shinigami specifically, perhaps it will take a long time of observation!"

"I see, if you say so, I understand!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, slightly relieved.

The previous two contacts had caused deep doubts in Uncle Jiu's mind.

Qi Shan was obviously an ordinary human, but he exuded a strange power, and this power was of the same origin as his four subordinates, but not exactly the same.

Most importantly, the combat power that the bandit burst out with surprised Uncle Jiu. The huge ghost-head saber in his hand was actually condensed by power, which was almost impossible for Maoshan techniques.

Having cultivated for so many years, traveled north and south to subdue demons and eliminate evil, he had seen a lot, but he had never heard of anyone being able to cultivate such a strange power.

Qi Shan's sudden appearance, and the pomp he was now displaying, all indicated that this person had once held a high position.

Although there was a handwritten letter from Taoist Simu, Uncle Jiu inevitably still had some doubts.

But doubts were doubts. Maoshan techniques didn't have many spells targeting people. Catching ghosts and zombies was still a good skill. Occasionally, he could clean up monsters, but in terms of combat power alone, he was no match for the bandit.

Moreover, Uncle Jiu didn't want to conflict with Qi Shan.

After explaining things, Uncle Jiu's hanging heart was also slightly relieved.

Qi Shan smiled and said, "Since Uncle Jiu has no more questions, then about asking for advice on Maoshan techniques…"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, "Don't mention asking for advice. Since Young Master Qi is interested in Maoshan techniques, feel free to ask anything you want. As long as I know it, I will answer you one by one.

Of course, you are not a disciple of the Maoshan sect, so I cannot teach you the core cultivation methods. I must make this clear in advance!"

"That's natural!"

Qi Shan nodded. In ancient times, teachers and disciples were like father and son. Even ordinary craftsmen had to be apprentices for three years and serve for two years. Even then, they had to hold back something to prevent the apprentice from starving the master after learning the skill.

Maoshan techniques possessed magical spells that could exorcise evil spirits, control ghosts, and control zombies, so naturally, they had to be more cautious in selecting disciples.

Don't look at Awei and Wencai's recklessness and mischief on weekdays, they were raised by Uncle Jiu from childhood, little by little.

In terms of feelings, there was no difference from father and son, even deeper than that.

"In that case, I have something I would like to ask Uncle Jiu to help with. I am new here and need a place to stay, a spacious place that can accommodate about thirty or forty people!"

Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, "A place for thirty or forty people is not easy to find! Oh, right, something happened to Liu Laoliu's family, who brewed wine some time ago, and he closed the winery directly. The place there is not small!

In addition to the central factory building, plus the surrounding courtyards, if you rent the whole thing, let alone thirty or forty people, even three or four hundred people can be accommodated!"

Qi Shan chuckled, "The place is not bad, but Uncle Jiu misunderstood me. I want to buy it!"

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, then looked at the four people sitting on Qi Shan's left and right sides, and nodded.

Before he could finish his words, a noisy sound suddenly came from downstairs, with cheers and applause, noisy and chaotic, shaking the floor.

Qi Shan was slightly surprised, and then recalled the scene in the plot where Mao Shanming played tricks on Awei with Dabao and Xiaobao, and said with a slight curl of his lips, "Money is not a problem!"

"In that case, there is no problem. I will give you news within three days! Excuse me for now!"

Uncle Jiu quickly agreed, feeling a little uneasy, nodded slightly apologetically, opened the door, and walked out.

Qi Shan slowly got up, "Let's go, let's go and see, we can't miss this rare good show!"

In fact, Qi Shan didn't have much thought about the two ordinary ghosts, Dabao and Xiaobao. One was too young, and the other was too timid. Apart from the fact that they fully retained their consciousness, there seemed to be nothing remarkable about them.

However, if he wanted to build the Seireitei, ordinary souls were also indispensable. If he had the opportunity, it wouldn't be bad to pull them into his team.