The group of women seemed to regard the young woman who first spoke up as their leader, so they called her over and Qing Songzi began to question her.

"Miss, how long have you been held captive?"

The young woman, Wang Yin, said, "It varies, some have only been here for a few days, whereas I was the first to be caught, close to ten days ago."

Qing Songzi asked again, "What exactly have the evil ghosts been making you do, only pasting paper horses and paper carriages?"

Wang Yin said, "Yes, initially we did not know how to paste, the evil ghost caught a Yin spirit, who taught us how to paste paper horses and paper carriages. After we learnt, we were given a secret manual to study. Once we had learnt from it, we were able to create special paper horses and paper carriages."

"Nonetheless, the success rate is still not high, I am the most skilled, but out of ten, I can only successfully paste about three."

"Oh!"

Qing Songzi uttered an 'oh', and asked, "In this period of time, how many of you have succeeded in creating? How many did the evil ghost take away?"

Wang Yin lowered her head in calculations, "In total, we have successfully pasted more than fifty paper horses and paper carriages. As for the number taken away by the evil ghost, it totals to more than forty in this period of time, and there are still over ten which were originally planned to be taken away tonight, look, they are all piled up there."

Saying so, Wang Yin pointed in some direction not far away.

In one corner, there was indeed a pile of pasted paper horses and paper carriages. In another corner, there was a pile of failed products randomly dumped together, at least a few hundred of them.

Xiao Mu suddenly suggested, "Mr. Qing Songzi, these paper horses and paper carriages, which only the evil ghost can use. They carry a strong sense of evil spirit, which only the evil ghost can use. I suggest you burn them."

Qing Songzi nodded, "Mr. Mu, rest assured, I will arrange for it."

He then asked Wang Yin again, "Where is the Yin spirit you mentioned? Why I can't see it?"

"Him?"

Wang Yin pointed in the direction of the basement, "He is locked in there, along with an old man, I don't know what he does, but he is also locked in there."

"Oh!"

Qing Songzi glanced in the direction Wang Yin pointed, and noticed a closed iron door, then he thanked her, "Miss Wang, thank you for telling me these."

He then instructed Chen Jian, "Chen Jian, arrange for people to send Miss Wang and others home."

"Yes, Mr. Qing Songzi."

Chen Jian responded and signaled to Wang Yin and others to leave, "Miss Wang, follow me."

With Chen Jian leading the group away, Xiao Mu, Qing Songzi, and Lei Yunzi then walked toward the closed iron door.

This was a small room, obviously it had been arranged in a special way, so that even the Yin spirits could not escape once trapped inside.

Qing Songzi stepped forward and slammed the door open, revealing two people locked inside.

To be accurate, it was one person and one Yin spirit.

The Yin spirit was Liu Futian, while the other was an honest-looking old man in his sixties who seemed to be a simple farmer.

For a moment, whether it was Xiao Mu, Qing Songzi or Lei Yunzi, all were a bit surprised to see this old man, unable to guess what the evil ghost was planning to do with him.

"Who, who are you people?"

Both Liu Futian and the old man were startled when they saw Xiao Mu and the others, and they hurriedly backed into a corner of the room.

Qing Songzi took a quick glance at Liu Futian and smiled, "You must be Mr. Liu Futian, right?"

"Yes, it's me."

Liu Futian looked at Qing Songzi in bewilderment, this guy was polite, he really didn't seem to be with the evil ghost.

Qing Songzi smiled again, "We represent the relevant department and have come specifically to rescue you, Mr. Liu Futian, you can go home now."

"The relevant department?"

Overcome by surprise, Liu Futian burst into tears, "I knew it, you would come to rescue us, sob!"

Unlike most of the younger generation, people his age hold deep respect for the relevant department, even the firmest supporters wouldn't be an exaggeration.

"Mr. Liu Futian, you are safe now, please don't get too emotional."

After reassuring Liu Futian, Qing Songzi turned to the other old man, "Who might this gentleman be?"

"Greetings, my name is Hu Degui."

Hu Degui stood up with excitement, introduced himself to them.

"Mr. Hu, hello."

Qing Songzi greeted him, then asked, "Mr. Hu, what do you do for a living? Why did the evil ghost capture you?"

Hu Degui said, "I am a blacksmith. Craftsmanship has been passed down in my family, but when blacksmiths were no longer needed, I lost my job."

"My ancestors made arrows for the Qing Dynasty, and a book related to arrow making was passed down. Somehow it morphed into a manual for making magic arrows, and somehow I picked it up and learnt it."

"Then somehow the evil ghost found out about it and captured me."

"Sir, I didn't break the law."

"Ahem!"

Qing Songzi cleared his throat when Mr. Hu kept addressing him as 'sir', and corrected him, "Mr. Hu, my surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Muhua. You can call me Little Lin, or by my full name Lin Muhua, but please don't call me 'sir'."

Hu Degui dared not address Qing Songzi as Little Lin, so he simply said, "Then I shall call you Mr. Lin."

Qing Songzi asked, "Mr. Hu, did you say that you have learned the craft of magic arrow manufacturing?"

As he said this, a touch of joy inadvertently appeared on Qing Songzi's face.

After the world mutated, due to the confrontation with the evil ghosts, the use of thermal weapons was greatly restricted, and various cold weapons were brought back into use again.

Arrows were once again taken out and widely used, especially on the battlefield.

However, typically what was commonly used were only ordinary arrows.

Slightly better ones would be made from mutated material.

However, no arrow made from mutated material could compare with magic arrows that have a special effect.

As the person in charge of the human races' offensive and defensive alliance in Nanke City, how could Qing Songzi not know the importance of magic arrows.

"Yes."

Although Hu Degui couldn't understand why Qing Songzi was so excited, he confirmed it while explaining: "But making magic arrows requires special materials, it isn't that easy to make."

Qing Songzi's face lit up with joy once again. As for the issue of whether special materials are needed, he chose to ignore it automatically.

Inviting this Hu Degui back to create special magic arrows specifically for the soldiers of Nanke City would surely greatly enhance their combat power, which would be of great help for the imminent battle.

He said: "Mr. Hu, I would like to represent the relevant department and hire you to specifically make magic arrows for our soldiers."

"Hire me?"

Hu Degui widened his eyes, a completely incredulous look on his face, seeming to feel greatly honored, "Does that mean, I am now your man?"

"Ahem!"

Qing Songzi coughed, and once again explained to Hu, "Mr. Hu, we have now restructured. To be precise, we are now known as the human races' offensive and defensive alliance. The correct term would be, once you join us, you will be a member of the alliance."

Hu Degui cared little about what alliance or not, people his age have a kind of support for the relevant departments that the younger generations cannot imagine, so he readily agreed, "I am willing, hehe! Mr. Lin, will there be a salary?"

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