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

The clanking hoofs of the horses attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Yao, who had changed into a light red gown, was sitting on the back of a tall pure white horse, holding stirrups, holding a dark red riding whip, and looking down at the group of people.

"It's him." The clan elder turned around and recognized the man who accompanied Shi Shi at the funeral at a glance.

"Uncle." Shi Shi called.

Qin Yao nodded and said to the Shi family who was blocking his horse's head: "Get out of the way."

The young man held his head high and refused to give in, thereby showing himself in front of the clan elders.

"Snapped."

Qin Yao raised his riding whip and struck the young man's face hard with the whip, drawing a bloody streak instantly.

"Ah!!!" The young man was knocked to the ground, hugging his face and screaming in pain, his shrill voice soaring into the sky.

"Get out of the way." Qin Yao retracted his whip with a swish sound and looked ahead indifferently.

Anyone who caught his gaze felt as if they had been pricked by a needle. They quickly lowered their heads and quietly moved away.

Qin Yao drove his horse to Shi Shi and said calmly: "Lock up and mount the horse."

"Uncle..." Shi Shi called with a moved face and a hint of emotion.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Qin Yao said quietly: "A little sleep is nothing."

‘It’s nothing! ’ Shi Shi thought in his mind, ‘If it weren’t for someone to protect me, I wouldn’t be able to run away even if I wanted to. ’

When the human heart is like a ghost, then the surrounding environment is cannibalistic.

"Who are you, and why do you want to interfere in my Shi family's affairs?" the clan elder yelled angrily.

Qin Yao looked down at him and hooked his hand: "Come here."

Clan elder: "..."

He went crazy.

If this guy hits himself in the face with a whip, his reputation will be ruined for the rest of his life.

"Coward!" Seeing that he didn't even have the courage to walk in front of him, Qin Yao spat lightly, not showing any face to the clan elder.

The clan elder's cheeks turned the color of pig liver in an instant, and he shouted sternly: "Shi family, come on, throw him off the horse."

Dozens of Shi family disciples were gearing up and quickly moved closer to Qin Yao.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah..."

Qin Yao had an indifferent look on his face. He kept raising his arms, waving his arms, and lowering his hands. His whip shadow was like the wind, and he knocked all the young men who were attacking him to the ground. After a while, there were people on the ground holding their faces and screaming. injured.

That's right.

All the whips landed on the face.

The scars will probably last a lifetime.

You may have no control over your actions, but can you offset the evil of your bad deeds by saying that you have no control over yourself?

Being unable to control yourself is just a get-out-of-jail-free card? ?

"Report to the official, I want to report to the official!" Looking at the disciple soldiers lying on the ground, the clan elder was afraid and backed away.

Qin Yao chuckled: "Incompetent rats, even if they report to the official, what can they do to me?"

As he spoke, he raised his whip and drove the white horse forward. The clan elder was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared.

The Shi family members lying on the ground wailing: "???"

Seeing him beat the Shi family elder away with his own eyes, Shi Shi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and walked into the yard.

The three buyers also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Qin Yao in awe, cupped their hands, and left hand in hand.

On the ground, a young man from the Shi family who was quite far away from Qin Yao tentatively got up. Seeing that he had no intention of stopping him, he immediately got up and ran, his feet bringing up a trail of dust.

The rest of the Shi family followed suit and crawled away from here. It finally became completely quiet in front of the mansion...

"Just let them go like this?" Xia Yu, who had shrunk many times and was almost as big as a pea, made a circle from Qin Yao's left shoulder and swam to his right shoulder. He gritted his teeth and said, "I just saw them bullying me like this." Man, I can’t wait to rush over and bite them all to death.”

"Then why didn't you rush over? It's not like you don't have the strength." Qin Yao asked.

Xia Yu paused and said angrily: "Aren't I afraid of complications? Wouldn't it be bad if it affects the matter of killing Yan Song?"

Qin Yao said with a half-smile, "I think so too."

Xia Yu: "..."

Pooh.

You are just afraid of damaging your moral character!

hypocritical!

"Uncle, I've packed it up." At this time, Shi Shi simply walked out of the door carrying a baggage, locked it and came to the side of the white horse.

Qin Yao leaned slightly and stretched out his right hand towards her: "Give me your hand."

Shi Shi pursed his lips, and his heartbeat suddenly increased a few minutes. He raised his arms to hold the big hand, and felt a lightness all over his body. He was lifted onto the horse's back and hugged into his broad chest.

"drive."

Qin Yao held her in one hand and pulled the reins. He held the riding whip in his other hand and patted the white horse gently.

The clatter of horse hooves broke through the bright afternoon sunshine, and we walked from the quagmire-like Shi Family Courtyard to the bright avenue with glittering golden light...

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A figure wearing golden armor and a golden helmet, with two ghost-headed samurai swords slung across his waist, walked out of the darkness and slowly came to the door of Shi Shi's house. His burly body easily passed through the door and walked in. In the yard, he called out affectionately: "My dear, my dear..."

After calling for a long time, no one answered. Fuso Ghost King's eyes flashed fiercely, and he roared: "Here comes someone."

A head slowly appeared on the ground and opened its mouth: "Ghost King".

"Private no love (Where has my love gone?)"

"The white horse is taken away by a man riding a white horse."

The Fuso Ghost King was furious: "Why didn't you stop him?"

The ghost head made a crying expression: "My subordinates are no match for him."

"Why don't you go and report it?"

"You let me stay here without leaving."

Fuso Ghost King: "..."

"Bang!"

After a while, the fuso ghost, who was getting more and more angry as he thought about it, kicked the kid's head and shouted loudly: "Nekomata, bone girl!"

A graceful figure emerged from the wind and dust, and the enchantress holding an umbrella descended from the darkness.

Behind the two women, each followed a shadow.

"おそれいります (Meet the Ghost King)." When they came to the Ghost King, the two women saluted at the same time, one speaking in Fuso dialect and the other in Ming Dynasty Mandarin.

Fuso Ghost King glanced at Nekomata, who was speaking in Mandarin, and also spoke in Mandarin: "You two, lead the people to chase him personally. Whoever can bring Shi Shi back will be rewarded heavily by this king."

"Yes." The two women responded at the same time, each leaving with a shadow.

Third watch time.

In the wilderness.

A man and a woman sat in front of a pile of flames, chatting softly; on the lawn not far away, a white horse was grazing with its head down.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

Suddenly dark clouds covered the moon, and a gloomy wind blew up dust and grass.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." On the surrounding big trees, the leaves collided in the strong wind, making a sound like a ghost clapping.

"Uncle." Shi Shi trembled and subconsciously moved closer to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao patted her back gently, took out the Gauss gun in his hand, and pointed it at the billowing black fog: "Stop, keep going, don't blame me for being rude!!"