American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Nine Uncle naturally didn't dare to neglect the two ghosts caught at the great celebration banquet. After instructing his disciple, he took the jars containing the ghosts back to the Yizhuang.

Mao Shanming was worried and followed him back without even eating. Not yet knowing that Mao Shanming was behind it, Nine Uncle naturally wouldn't let it go. He kept following his Shifu, occasionally giving Mao Shanming a fierce look.

Just you wait, I'll make you look good later!

His expression was quite on point!

Mao Shanming was concerned about Dabao and Xiaobao, and Nine Uncle's magic power was obviously much higher than his. He hesitated several times on the way, but didn't open his mouth until he returned home and sealed the jars with yellow talismans.

What happened afterward was almost exactly the same as the plot.

Nine Uncle was experienced and had already discovered Mao Shanming's ghost-raising from his actions. Catching these ghosts was just a way to expose him.

Later, when he saw that Mao Shanming wanted to rescue Dabao and Xiaobao even if he had to steal, Nine Uncle knew the status of these two ghosts in his heart.

The villagers were curious about the distillery being taken over and often went to watch and inquire when the wine would be sold.

The existing equipment couldn't be wasted. With the ability to rewind time, as long as a warehouse of grain was purchased, it could be used repeatedly.

Of course, the distillery had to be opened. Coincidentally, Afu was an expert in this field, so Qishan let him do it, only adjusting the time of the warehouse each time grain needed to be replenished.

During this period, Qishan never forgot to practice his time-rewinding ability.

After various tests, he gradually discovered that not only pain and resentment could shorten the cooldown.

The thinking of ordinary people, as long as it is related to Qishan, can more or less absorb a share of faith power.

After being converted according to a certain ratio, this power can shorten the interval between time rewinds.

Moreover, compared with ordinary humans, soul bodies and various demons and ghosts with self-awareness can provide more power.

Take Afu and the four others who have been transformed into Shinigami by Qishan. As long as they silently recite content related to Qishan in their hearts every day, a powerful force of faith will naturally be generated.

Under the premise of the same quantity, the quality is almost ten times that of ordinary humans.

The souls that have been transformed into ordinary Shinigami members also have several times the height. After such a long time, Qishan's CD has been shortened by half, leaving only ninety seconds.

But at the same time, it has also reached a bottleneck. If you want to continue to shorten it in the later stage, you need to pay several times or even dozens of times the power of faith.

Therefore, expanding his Shinigami team and re-establishing the Jingling Court is also of great significance for time rewinding.

Qishan's forces slowly expanded within three months, and the distillery gradually began to produce wine.

It radiated to within a hundred miles through caravans, and the name of the "Wine Devil" gradually spread.

On the contrary, the name of Jingling Court has not been officially publicized.

Qishan's idea is to build the entire framework of the Gotei 13 before considering this aspect.

Moreover, the bandits' recent expeditions and capture of evil ghosts everywhere have reduced the number of wandering souls around.

In Qishan's view, being so strong would reduce a lot of trouble, but what he didn't expect was that someone would take the initiative to come to him for trouble.

This evening, when the bandit returned to the distillery, he was seriously injured.

He didn't care, but scared his subordinates.

"Go and report to the Captain-Commander, someone is here to cause trouble!"

The team member didn't dare to neglect and ran to the courtyard behind the distillery.

In the study, Qishan raised his head slightly, his expression a little puzzled: "Someone ambushed you?"

"That's right, it was obviously a carefully prepared trap, but unfortunately it wasn't strong enough, and I broke free in a few moves!"

The bandit had changed into a captain's uniform, with a big eleven written on the white haori. He was strong and tall, and after being transformed into a Shinigami, under Qishan's deliberate guidance, his height had exceeded two meters and two, his muscles were slender, and knotted like the roots of an old tree.

Many scars, some new and some old, were left haphazardly on his open chest, looking extremely exaggerated.

The bandit continued: "Captain-Commander, in fact, I had vaguely noticed this matter two weeks ago, but the obstruction at that time was vague, like a bug blocking the way. As long as I exerted a little force, I could directly crush it.

But then, the things blocking the way began to become bigger and bigger, more and more, and more and more troublesome.

When I went to clean up the ghosts on the periphery today, I encountered a large-scale siege, and these evil ghosts were obviously trained, with advances and retreats, and could even form simple attack formations.

Although their bodies are fragile and almost vulnerable in front of the Zanpakuto, there are ghost cultivators who can use magic weapons hidden in the crowd.

They specialize in sneak attacks. If they fail in one hit, they turn around and run away. This time, I chased for more than ten miles before cutting that bastard in two.

Thinking about it, I felt that this matter could not go on like this, so I came to report to you!"

Qishan nodded slightly and said calmly: "Calculating the time, it's almost time to show up. Although we haven't publicized our name during this period, we are still high-profile. The ghost gathering places within a hundred miles, whether evil ghosts or wandering souls, have been cleaned up by us.

It seems that this time we have touched the outer forces!"

The bandit said excitedly: "Captain-Commander, are we going to start a war?"

Qishan glanced at him: "Even if we want to start a war, we must first find the other party's lair, otherwise, where are we going to fight?

Don't worry, let me think about it carefully, and I'll tell you later!"

Waving his hand and sending the bandit away, Qishan pondered for a moment, got up and walked out of the study, and walked to the big warehouse in the back.

The materials should be almost ready, and the plan can begin.