我在情人截取了一段小视频

Feng Zhaoqing had just left, and the owner of the neighboring hardware store appeared at the funeral shop entrance.

She leaned against the door, clicking sunflower seeds, and said, “You just got married a few days ago, why aren’t you at home with your wife? Whose car was that just now? Did that person attend your wedding? Is he some big shot?”

Before Xu Yang could speak, the hardware store owner suddenly lowered her voice and said mysteriously, “Xu Yang, people say that the brides you married aren’t human… Is that true?”

Xu Yang remained silent.

“And… I heard that the country is going to teach martial arts soon, do you know martial arts?”

Xu Yang smiled bitterly, “Auntie, what I know is not martial arts, it’s Dao skills, I’m a Dao cultivator.”

She had attended his wedding, too.

So there wasn’t much to hide; Xu Yang’s only worry was her big mouth. Afraid she would keep asking, he hastily spoke, “Auntie, my wife just called me to come home for dinner. I’ll be going back first!”

Back at the villa.

Xu Yang told his wives about his upcoming role as director of the Martial Arts Academy. After hearing the news, they all started discussing the matter.

Yue Qiluo teased, “So, should we call you Director Xu then?”

“The Martial Arts Academy sounds impressive… Do they admit zombies?”

Yun Mengxi’s eyes lit up and she said, “Back in the day, I traveled all over the place, set up a noodle shop, sold straw shoes, killed cowboys abroad, and worked in a gang in Xiangjiang… But I’ve never been to university!”

“I heard that schools nowadays even have clubs…”

She grabbed Xu Yang’s arm and coquettishly said, “Husband, why don’t you pull some strings for me and get me into your school? I promise I can form the strongest club for you!”

Xu Yang’s expression remained unchanged, “I can pull strings, but you can forget about entering the school.”

“Annoying!”

Understanding Xu Yang’s meaning, Yun Mengxi pouted, raised her fist, and playfully punched Xu Yang’s chest.

The other four women covered their mouths and chuckled softly, as happiness filled the household of six.

After dinner, the topic of the Xi Xia Province’s ghost circles came up.

Yue Qiluo laughed, “As we expected, after the deaths of Ghostlord Taodi and the Chiyan Ghost King, the entire Xi Xia Province ghost circle was shaken, and chaos erupted everywhere. Even some hidden top-level red-clothed ghosts wanted to seize territory and dominate their own area.”

“But with my arrangements, as well as the weapons you provided, we have the advantage in strength and timing. So, most of the Xi Xia territory is now under my control.”

“Excellent.”

Xu Yang smiled and asked, “So, those weapons I gave you are really useful? How effective are they?”

Yue Qiluo thought for a moment and said four words – Terrifyingly so!

“Those toys are really useful?”

Yun Mengxi was stunned, “Are you serious? Yin spirits and ghosts don’t have physical bodies, so firearms shouldn’t be able to hurt powerful ghosts, right?”

“That should be the case.”

Yue Qiluo explained, “However, the guns and ammunition that were burned down may have undergone some changes, so they can cause considerable damage to powerful ghosts. I’ve tested it – the AK4.7 you burned can kill a powerful ghost with a single clip, and even red-clothed ones would be severely injured.”

“A rocket launcher can even potentially kill a red-clothed ghost.”

Yes!

Firearms!

The “weapons” Xu Yang provided for Yue Qiluo’s subordinates included 50 submachine guns, 200 automatic rifles, several rocket launchers, and numerous hand grenades.

The idea occurred to him when he passed a toy stall one day.

Back then, he just wanted to try it out, since toy guns and toy rocket launchers didn’t cost much for him. Even if they couldn’t be used after being burned, it didn’t matter.

But since they can be used, that’s interesting!

This means…

The way warfare between Yin spirits and ghosts is conducted is about to change!

Yun Mengxi asked again, “Can the burned guns threaten humans?”

“I haven’t tried that.”

“Why don’t you try it on me?”

Yue Qiluo: “???”

Yun Mengxi laughed, “Don’t worry, ordinary guns and ammunition can’t hurt me.”

Yue Qiluo immediately took out a shotgun and fired a shot at Yun Mengxi. The immense force made Yun Mengxi’s body sway, and the bullets tore through her clothes.

Yun Mengxi felt the impact and said, “Compared to a real shotgun, this one is less powerful. A real shotgun has a sulfuric smell that can cause me some damage, but this one doesn’t have it… Overall, it’s still quite powerful.”

She wondered, “Strange… why hasn’t the underworld discovered this before?”

Xu Yang laughed, “This stuff only works if you burn it first, and the thing is, no one in Da Xia has ever thought of burning guns for the dead in the past 5000 years.”

As he spoke, an idea suddenly came to him, and he excitedly said, “I know how to contact the old man now… You guys wait at home; I’m heading to the funeral shop!”

He left the house and headed straight to the funeral shop.

On the way, he stopped at a supermarket and specifically bought several toy submachine guns.

Arriving at the funeral shop, Xu Yang took out a stack of money, a bundle of paper dolls, and a piece of paper, on which he wrote—