I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Shi Shi seems to have a choice.

In fact, there is no choice at all.

So after pondering for a while, he responded: "Uncle, I'll go with you!"

Qin Yao was not surprised by this situation.

He is very clear about his current role.

Ever since he used the White Demons to gain Shi Shi's trust, this result was destined.

…

Baisha opened the way, and the loud force shocked all the residents along the way.

Neighbors, relatives and friends all looked at the procession with dumbfounded eyes. They couldn't imagine how the Sangmen Star could pull off such a glorious funeral procession after killing so many people.

That's right.

When their lives may be threatened, Shi Shi is no longer their relatives and friends, but a mourning star who conquers his father, his mother, and his close relatives.

Perhaps only reaching this consensus can offset the shame hidden deep in their hearts.

The strangers avoided and the living gave way. The funeral procession passed smoothly through the streets and alleys, and soon arrived at the Shi family cemetery.

At this moment, there shouldn't be many talented people here. After all, with the threat of the Fuso Ghost King, those relatives and friends did not even dare to come to mourn, let alone come to the grave to pay homage.

But in this cruel world, anything embarrassing can happen...

I saw a large group of people burning incense and worshiping in the cemetery ahead. However, the object of worship is not the ancestor, but a paper statue of the Ghost King built on a wooden frame.

Worshiping ghosts is like worshiping gods, and the outrageous mother opens the door for outrageousness. The outrageousness is home!

Shi Shi raised his head and glanced at the paper statue of the Ghost King, and then at the figure worshiping in front of the paper statue. His body seemed to have lost all vitality in an instant, and his feet suddenly became weak.

Qin Yao, with quick eyes and quick hands, held her shoulders, frowned and asked, "Who are those people who worship the Ghost King?"

Shi Shi collapsed in his arms, his face was as white as snow, and he smiled bitterly: "The Shi family."

Qin Yao: "..."

Instead of worshiping fellow compatriots, he knelt down to worship Fusang Ghost King.

It seems that the Fuso Ghost's butcher knife is very sharp, and it frightened the courage of these Shi family members.

"Stand still, I'm going to burn that damn thing." Qin Yao patted Shi Shi on the shoulder and said softly.

Shi Shi was startled by him and subconsciously held his wrist: "Uncle, no."

She was afraid that the glimmer of light that finally appeared would disappear because of this momentary "impulse".

Qin Yao turned around and glanced at her, slowly slowed down under her panicked gaze like a little beast, and sighed: "Well, let him pretend just once."

Pretend once?

What to pretend once?

Shi Shi didn't understand, but seeing that he promised her, he was more or less relieved and forced a smile: "Uncle, let's bury my parents quickly."

the other side.

The Shi family members who were worshiping the Ghost King also discovered this huge funeral procession. For a moment, everyone changed their colors and started talking a lot.

"Elder of the clan, the bodies of Shi Shimin and his wife have been delivered." A Tufeiyuan approached an old man who was facing the Ghost King and bowed.

The old man of the tribe didn't look back, and said coldly: "Don't worry about it, they will bury them, we can worship our gods and turn a blind eye."

"The clan elder is so kind." Tufei Yuan said with emotion: "A person like her who tried to kill her parents and her own clan was willing to give her a way to live."

The clan elder clasped his hands together, bowed devoutly to the Ghost King, and said calmly: "Stop talking, continue to kneel, and ask the Ghost King to bless the future generations of my Shi family, and be prosperous and prosperous..."

In front of the grave.

Seeing his parents' coffins being laid to rest one after another, Shi Shi knelt on the ground, his black and white eyes filled with tears.

Qin Yao stood beside her and turned to look at the Shi family, who were more pious than their parents when kneeling to Japanese ghosts. He couldn't help but sigh, "This is human nature!"

Past, present and future, this kind of person will never disappear.

Right and wrong, right and wrong, integrity, and righteousness are not easy to use here. The best thing to use is that they can't help themselves and are driven by interests.

To put it simply, if the knife is placed on the neck, it will be compromised, and if the money is slapped on the face, it will be compromised.

Lower the coffin, bury the soil, erect a monument, burn paper...

It has to be said that when it comes to doing nothing, the professionalism of the white men is really unparalleled. A set of procedures are executed smoothly and smoothly. When Shi Shi is done crying, they are also done with their work.

"Can you ride a horse?" Qin Yao helped Shi Shi up and asked softly.

Shi Shi shook his head: "I haven't ridden one before."

"Then I will take you on horseback." Qin Yao let go of her arm and led her towards Shijia Town: "Before dark, we must fly far away, otherwise we may not be able to leave."

Shi Shi followed him and said without hesitation: "I will go back now to sell off my property and leave with you..."

Shi Shi's father, Shi Shimin, worked in a rice and grain store in the early years. Because of his handsome appearance, he was noticed by a widow who lived alone. After coming and going, he recruited her as her husband.

After three years of getting along, the widow was completely relieved by her husband and told him the secret wine-making recipe left by her ex-husband. From this, Shi Shimin became prosperous and then got out of control. Five years ago, he became the strongest wine company in Shijia Town. Tycoon, there are five wineries in Shijia Town.

The Shi family's old house has been haunted by ghosts and people have died, so no one dares to take it in for now, but these five wineries are very popular and have long been remembered...

"Elder of the clan, it's not good, it's not good."

At noon, the Shi family elder and his brothers had just returned to the city after paying homage to the Ghost King, when they were stopped in front of their home by the owner of the clan's rice grain store.

Judging from the anxious look on his face, I'm afraid this matter is not a big deal.

"Don't panic, tell me slowly, what happened?"

"The Sangmenxing let out rumors that she wanted to sell her winery, and the merchants are chasing profits. Now the threshold of her family is almost broken." The owner of the rice grain store wiped the sweat on his forehead and said hurriedly.

"What?"

The elder's eyes widened and he shouted: "How can she, a girl, decide on such a big matter? Aqing, please call the disciples of the same clan and follow me to take charge of the overall situation."

"Yes, clan elder." A young man walked out from the crowd worshiping the Ghost King and ran towards each house.

In the Shi family courtyard.

Shi Shi exchanged the sales contract with the three people, accepted the banknotes given by the other party, handed the winery's certificate including the secret recipe to the three buyers, and said softly: "Three uncles, I still have a lot of things to deal with here. , I won’t leave you to drink tea.”

"Xiannie (Ms. Shi), my condolences." The three of them looked at each other. Only now that the deal was completed did they say a word of relief in unison.

"Thank you uncles." Shi Shi bowed and said with a slight smile, "I'll give it to you."

"stop!"

A moment later, when Shi Shi sent the three people out of the mansion, the old man of the Shi family and a group of young people from the Shi family hurriedly rushed to block them.

"Mr. Shi, what do you mean?" a buyer asked with a frown.

"I don't care what agreement you have reached before, it doesn't count. I, the Shi family's winery, can't just sell it to a foreigner at such a low price." The clan elder said with a gloomy face.

The buyer looked stunned and turned to look at Shi Shi: "Ms. Shi, what is going on?"

Shi Shi's face was cold. He took two steps forward and looked directly at the clan elder: "What do you call your Shi family's winery? When did my family's winery become a family name?"

"If you can't write two words of Shi in one stroke, your family's success depends entirely on the support of our surnames?" the clan elder said sternly: "So, even if these wineries are to be sold, the clan must be given priority. "

Shi Shi said indifferently: "How much money does the clan give to buy it?"

The clan elder thought for a while and said, "A winery costs one hundred taels of silver."

Shi Shi laughed angrily: "One hundred taels? Why didn't you say you would give it to the clan for free?"

"We are buying, not robbing, so how can we get your things for free?" Clan Laotian said shamelessly.

"It's too late." Shi Shi took a breath silently: "The contract has been reached, and those wineries no longer belong to me."

"The contract has been reached, but hasn't it been transferred yet? There is still room for breaking the contract." The clan elder sneered: "Shi Shi, how can you have a family without a clan? You need to be sensible!"

Shi Shi said: "You are trying to force me to death!"

"We are just afraid that you will suffer a loss." The clan elder insisted.

"Ta, ta, ta..." Just when Shi Shi was about to argue, a crisp sound of horse hoofs suddenly sounded, as if stepping into everyone's heart.