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

"Dong dong."

In the courtyard.

It's quiet at night.

Those who come knock on the door.

In the room, Qin Yao got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and looked up at the black shadow reflected on the window paper: "Who?"

"Mr. Qin, it's me, Xiaoma."

"Master Ma?"

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, then walked to the door, pulled out the wooden bolt, and opened the door.

Outside the bedroom, Ma Tianming bowed and said, "Meet Priest Qin."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows. Hearing his change of address, he knew that he had something serious to say, so he turned sideways and said, "Come in."

Ma Tianming walked into the room calmly. After Qin Yao closed the wooden door, he suddenly knelt down to him: "Priest, save me..."

Qin Yao: "..."

Inexplicably, the four famous novels came to mind: Brother, save me, sister, save me, military advisor, save me, and Wukong, save me.

Ma Tianming waited for a long time without receiving a reply. He boldly looked up and met Qin Yao's eyes. His heart trembled and he kowtowed again.

Qin Yao: "..."

Grass.

what's the situation?

Are all my guesses wrong? ? ?

"Priest Qin, you are the only one who can save me now. Please help me."

Since there was no one around, Ma Tianming was not afraid of embarrassment and begged.

Qin Yao exhaled and suppressed all the surprised emotions in his heart: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, what is your situation?"

Ma Tianming raised his head slightly and followed the words taught to him by the Snake Fairy: "On my way back after solving the problem of the Chamber of Commerce, I met the miserable soul of a weasel.

As soon as this soul saw me, it fell to its knees and begged me to get justice for it.

I didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but this ghost fairy was so entangled that I had no choice but to listen to him tell his tragic experience.

After listening to it, for some reason, I handed over my treasure, Tears of Nightmare, to the other party in a daze... So at night, when I heard you mention Tears of Nightmare when interrogating the fire ghost, I was shocked.

Just because I wasn't sure whether the tears of nightmare in your mouth were the ones I sent away, I didn't dare to say anything until late at night, when I returned to my room and found the yellow fairy...

It told me that the bad guy who caused it to end up like this is you, Priest Qin. Let me act with him in a play to lure you into taking the bait! "

Qin Yao looked at the other party and said lightly: "What kind of play does he want to sing?"

Ma Tianming told the Weasel's plan in detail and sold it out in the blink of an eye.

Then he continued: "Priest Qin, although I haven't experienced many things, I still know what is right and wrong.

It was clear in my heart whether I should believe Huang Xian or the priest.

Therefore, after deceiving it, I will come to you as soon as possible. Please accept this demon fairy, otherwise it will definitely not let me go! "

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said: "In this case, you go back and wait for the weasel first.

After he comes back, ask him to take you to see the trap he has set up, on the pretext that you will not suffer disaster when the time comes.

At that time, I will lead people to follow you, wait for the opportunity, and try not to let it escape. "

Ma Tianming blinked: "That weasel is extremely vigilant and not weak in strength. I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, as long as we don't want it to find us, it won't be able to find us." Qin Yao said calmly.

Ma Tianming stood up slowly: "Yes, Priest, then I will go back and wait, so as not to find me again when it comes back and create any suspicion."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "Go ahead. Cheer up and don't reveal your secrets..."

Ma Tianming nodded, turned around and strode away.

"Do you believe what he said?"

Xiao Wenjun popped up from the ground and asked in surprise.

Qin Yao shrugged and said: "I believe in ghosts... But it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. I'll just press whoever jumps to death."

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

That's not wrong.

Qin Yao took out the space bag, summoned two sets of Ksitigarbha robes, handed one of the black ones to the other party, put on the yellow one himself, and said with a smile: "Put on this, let's give the weasel a surprise~"

"How bad you are..." Xiao Wenjun smiled.

Qin Yao was stunned and said, "You like it so much?"

Xiao Wenjun: "???"

Qin Yao: "???"

Just before dawn.

The standing weasel walked through the wooden door as if it were nothing and stepped into Ma Tianming's room: "Has the red-robed fire ghost been rescued?"

Ma Tianming shook his head and said: "Ao Tianlong slept with the cauldron in his arms. He can only wait for dawn before looking for a chance."

There were deep wrinkles on Weasel's forehead, and he felt inexplicably uneasy: "We must be fast. If we can't keep up with the speed at which the Taoist priest refines the red-robed fire ghost, we really have no chance."

"I see."

Ma Tianming stood up from his chair with a serious face: "Have you chosen the hunting address?"

"I've chosen it," said the weasel, "It's on a barren mountain not far away."

"Where's the trap?"

"It's also set up, enough for them to drink a pot."

Ma Tianming narrowed his eyes and said: "While you are still free, take me to the barren mountains first to familiarize myself with the environment and the traps!"

"What are you worried about?" Weasel asked suspiciously.

Ma Tianming once again followed the instructions of the big snake and said: "Although we are grasshoppers on the same rope, I have to check the rope myself, right? Otherwise, if the rope breaks from me, will you give me a hand?"

Orochi told him that details determine the outcome and it is the lesser of two evils.

Instead of making the other party doubt whether you are committed because of one sentence, it is better to put your doubts on the table first...

Although doing so will cause dissatisfaction on the other side, it will not affect the implementation of the plan.

As expected, the Weasel's mentality at this moment was as expected by the Orochi. It saw its eyes darken, turned around and said, "Follow me!"

Different positioning and different purposes determine that the weasel does not have the courage to give up easily.

Ma Tianming followed the other party silently, but in his mind he kept reviewing the teachings that the snake had given him.

It wasn't until he encountered something really difficult that he truly realized how naive and even ridiculous he had been!

Fortunately, the Chu Maxian who was bound to him was an old Jianghu, not a silly Baitian with only looks and figure, otherwise both of them would have drowned in this Jianghu.

People's heads fall to the ground and their bodies die and their souls disappear at every turn. How can this world not be dangerous?

"arrive."

At this time, the weasel took him to the top of a mountain, pointed to the ground in front of him and said: "You remember, from here forward, I dug out a deep pit in the ground, and the thin rock on the surface passed through a small hole. The animal was not bad, but considering the weight of Priest Qin, he could crush the ground with just one stomp of his foot.

What we have to do is to force him to fly up and land here. Only in this way can he fall into the deep pit accurately.

In the deep pit, there are all kinds of poisons that I tried my best to get. Unless he is invulnerable to all poisons, even if he is invulnerable, he will not be able to withstand the erosion of this poison.

By then, with the help of you and me, and your magician, our chances of winning will be at least 70%. "

Ma Tianming looked at the ground in front of him, which showed nothing unusual, and asked abruptly: "What happens after you kill the priest?"

"What happened after killing him?" Weasel didn't react for a moment.

"I mean, if we kill the priest of Fengdu, won't Fengdu take revenge on us?" Ma Tianming said.

Weasel laughed: "You understand, he is just an earth master at most, just an earth master. In Fengdu, where immortals are the basic level, he is nothing!

To put it nicely, his name is Fengdu Priest, but to put it harshly, the most he can do is work as a handyman in Fengdu. Would you search the world for the murderer of your handyman? "

Ma Tianming: "So that's what you think..."

"You just think too much and become indecisive when doing things."

Weasel warned: "I'm telling you, you have to cultivate a kind of mentality that even if you make a mistake, you have to go all the way to the dark side, otherwise it will be difficult to become a great person."

Ma Tianming secretly said: Are you going to say that you have become a great person?

The weasel looked at his thoughtful expression, and an extremely human smile appeared on his ugly face...

It is not a talker, and it does not say this just to satisfy the other person, but because it wants to continue to bewitch the other party and turn it into a handy tool.

A disciple is nothing, but the Blackwater Ma Family is still of great planning value...

Because of the special nature of the practice, even the weasel himself could not count how much suffering he suffered, how many sins he suffered, and how many beatings he received.

But every hardship he experiences will make his desire to get ahead stronger and his desire to achieve great things even stronger.

For it, if there is no bright future, how can it be worthy of the hardships of the past?

"Are you sure?"

After a long time, the weasel slowly faded away his smile and said in a solemn voice.

"Watch it." Ma Tianming turned around and said, "Let's go..."

Ma Tianming was in front and he was behind. The situation with no one behind him made the weasel feel safe.

The gentle wind in the mountains blew through its broken soul, gradually relaxing its body and mind.

At this moment, a slender hand suddenly appeared behind it and pinched its neck with great precision.

This familiar feeling of strangulation made it instantly identify the visitor, and its narrow eyes were filled with astonishment.

It's him?

Why is he here? !

Qin Yao pinched the back of the weasel's neck with one hand, and white-gold flames suddenly burst out from his palm, igniting the weasel's soul.

"Ah~~"

The soul-searing pain was far worse than being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. The weasel immediately screamed, its shrill voice piercing the sky.

In a state of extreme pain, it is impossible to speak, so the weasel cannot find out why Qin Yao appears here.

Qin Yao, who knew that the villain died because of too much talk, had no intention of nagging him. The power of the flames in his hands continued to increase, and soon his soul was burned into black smoke, disappearing into ashes.

Ma Tianming was stunned by the sight, and said calmly: "It... just died like that?"

Qin Yao waved his arm to extinguish the white-gold flowing fire in his palm: "What else? I fought it to the death, and finally killed it with explosive seeds?!"

Ma Tianming: "..."

Fuck.

Fortunately, I got scared quickly.

Otherwise, grass will grow on the grave today today!