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

Late at night, midnight.

Dark clouds cover the moon and the stars dim.

There was a sudden frost on the sky and the earth.

The Evil Fire God held a torch in his hand, walked against the wind, slowly stepped into a temple, and called to the figure sitting cross-legged under the statue: "Master Yuanzhan."

The mage, who was thin and withered, asked indifferently without turning his head, "Why are you here for your visit?"

"Do something for me, and the reward is... ten large yellow croakers!" The Evil Fire God hesitated for a moment and then became cruel.

In front of the statue, Master Yuanzhan suddenly opened his eyes and said in a solemn voice: "Ten gold bars?"

The Evil Fire God laughed: "Of course it's gold bars, it can't be ten live fish, right?"

Money can make the devil grind the mill, and it can also make the mage stand up...

Yuan Zan stood up lightly and looked sideways at the fat monk who was in sharp contrast to him: "What kind of mission, such a high commission!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you clearly, it just depends on whether you dare to accept the money."

The Evil Fire God said: "The Department Store Qin bullied the weak and occupied the former residence of one of my friends, and even drove my friend out of the former residence. As long as Master, you can drive away the Department Store Qin, I will offer you ten large yellow croakers."

Yuan Zan frowned and remained silent.

Sure enough, high returns mean high risks. Is Department Store Qin Na easy to mess with?

"Master, although Department Store Qin has Maoshan as its backer, you also have the protection of Bodhisattva!" Evil Fire God said in confusion: "As for his power in the secular world, are we, the people in the spiritual world, still afraid of him?"

At this point, seeing that he was still silent, the Evil Fire God said again: "Besides, the mission is not to kill Department Store Qin, it is just to persuade him to leave my friend's former residence.

In essence, unless you, Master, behave arrogantly and arouse the resentment of Department Store Qin, there is no situation that forces you to become enemies. "

Yuan Zan thought for a while and said, "I'll give it a try..."

Not long after, after seeing off the Evil Fire God, Yuan Zan turned around and came to a Taoist temple. He said to the old Taoist who was facing him: "Old Centipede, I have a business, do you want to do it?"

"What business?" The old Taoist priest with a goatee and a somewhat immortal appearance asked curiously.

"There is a disciple from Maoshan who occupied my friend's house. My friend did not dare to offend Maoshan, so he dared not speak out. If you can help my friend take back the house, I will give you this amount later." Yuan Zan Raise your right hand and hold up three fingers.

"Three hundred yuan?" asked the old centipede.

"It's too small." Yuan Zan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "They are three large yellow croakers, gold bars!"

Old Centipede: "..."

Shaoyan.

Old Centipede saw off Monk Yuan Yuan and stood in silence for a moment in front of the Taoist temple. Then he turned around and entered the courtyard. He walked outside a brightly lit wing and gently knocked on the door: "Ah Qi, are you asleep?"

In the side room, in front of the altar, facing a small coffin, Uncle Qi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "You're not asleep yet, Master Wu, are you okay?"

"You said you had fled here and were penniless, so you begged Pindao to take you in for a while. Now Pindao has a job here. After the job is completed, the commission will be a big yellow croaker, which is enough to improve your life. Do you want to do it? ?" Old Centipede said.

Uncle Qi pulled up a piece of red cloth on the table, covered the sarcophagus standing in front of the incense burner, turned around and opened the door: "Master, please come in."

Old Centipede smiled slightly and walked into the room slowly.

Uncle Qi respectfully invited the old Taoist priest to sit down and asked, "Master, what kind of mission is it? It's so valuable!"

The old centipede said: "I have a friend whose house was occupied by a Maoshan Taoist priest. He did not dare to offend Maoshan and was reluctant to part with his ancestral home, so he offered a bonus of a gold bar and wanted to ask someone to help him take back the house. You If you are interested in this job, you can give it a try, since it doesn’t cost money to take on tasks.”

Uncle Qi pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.

After escaping from the haunted house, in order to prevent being blocked by those monks with bad intentions, he didn't even have time to take the gold, silver and jewelry he had hidden. After taking some cash, he set foot on the house carrying a coffin. The road to escape.

Wandering all the way here and there, the little cash I had had long ago been spent. In desperation, I had to find some small Taoist temples to stay overnight, and finally ended up living in Master Wu's Taoist temple...

"I remember you said you wanted to go to Nanyang earlier, right?"

Seeing that he still didn't refuse, the old centipede knew there was something going on and said seriously: "The other side may not recognize our silver paper and ocean, but they will definitely recognize our gold. Ah Qi, to be honest, I feel like this task is just to measure it for you. Custom-made.”

Uncle Qi let out a breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll take over this mission!"

The next day, early morning.

Uncle Qi, wearing a yellow scarf hat and a yellow mage robe, holding a dark red peach wood sword in his hand, strode to the iron gate of the mansion according to the position given by Master Wu.

"Boom boom boom."

Lifting the hilt of the mahogany sword and lightly smashing the iron door, Uncle Qi shouted: "Taoist Ma Hongqi from Longhu Mountain, please see our fellow Taoist here."

In the lobby, Qin Yao, who was learning the "Light Protection Talisman" with Uncle Jiu, was slightly startled.

This voice sounds familiar!

"Qin Yao, go and take a look." Uncle Jiu said lightly.

Qin Yao nodded, turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Outside the iron gate, Uncle Qi, who was holding a wooden sword, saw someone coming out and quickly took a closer look.

It didn't matter if he didn't take a closer look. The closer look scared him so much that he almost flew out of his wits and instinctively turned around and ran away.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, jumped out of the iron gate protruding from the top, and chased forward in the air.

Uncle Qi ran desperately, but running couldn't compare to flying. The distance between the two was closing at an extremely fast speed.

Rushing to a bridge, Qi Shu suddenly pulled out the mahogany sword in his hand, turned his body sideways, and slashed at Qin Yao.

"Bang!"

Qin Yao opened the peach wood sword with one punch, his body sank, he raised his foot and kicked Uncle Qi hard on the chest. The strong force instantly kicked him up, and then he hit the ground again.

Uncle Qi felt that his tail bone was about to be cracked, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. He jumped up before Qin Yao rushed towards him, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and fought with him.

"Snapped."

After more than ten rounds, Qin Yao punched the peach wood sword that Uncle Qi was blocking in front of his chest. His fist, shining with golden light, struck hard at the center of the opponent's chest.

"puff."

Uncle Qi flew up with his feet off the ground, his body was beaten into an arch shape in mid-air, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mist of blood.

"Zizu, help!"

Before landing, Uncle Qi opened his bloody mouth and shouted for help.

In an instant, endless dark green light erupted from his body, taking him soaring into the sky.

"boom."

Just when Qin Yao was about to pursue him in the air, a copper coin sword with a yellow talisman suddenly fell from the sky and hit Uncle Qi's head hard, knocking him down from the air!

"return."

In front of the iron gate, Uncle Jiu, who had appeared here at some unknown time, gave a soft drink. The copper coin sword that had landed with Uncle Seven immediately raised its blade, glided in an arc in the air, turned around and flew towards the gate.

"Don't kill me, someone asked me to come!"

Seeing the fierce god walking towards him step by step, Uncle Qi was almost frightened. He dragged his seriously injured body back and shouted loudly.

"Who asked you to come?" Qin Yao paused and asked curiously.

"As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will take you to find him." Uncle Qi said quickly.

Qin Yao's heart moved and he turned to look at Uncle Jiu.

"Go ahead, I'm watching over here." Uncle Jiu waved his hand.

Qin Yao nodded, took out the Gauss gun from his hand, and faced Uncle Qi: "Let's go, let's talk as we go..."

It's noon.

sunny.

The sky is clear and clear.

Uncle Qin led Qin Yao to the Taoist temple and whispered: "Mr. Qin, this is it."

Qin Yao raised his head and glanced at the plaque of "Qing Xin Guan" and sneered: "Paying money to hire murderers, this Qing Xin Guan is not pure!"

Uncle Qi was silent.

He knows one thing deeply. At this time, it is better to say nothing than to say more. But if he says the wrong thing, he will easily bring disaster to himself!

Qin Yao stepped into the courtyard and saw an old Taoist priest striding across the threshold of the main hall and walking across from them.

"Ah Qi, who is this?" After seeing them, Old Centipede was slightly startled.

"You paid someone to deal with me, but in the end you don't even know who I am?"

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, and the boss suddenly gained momentum.

Old Centipede's heart skipped a beat: "Qin...Qin, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yao raised his Gaussian gun and pointed it at Old Centipede's cheek: "Give you a chance and tell me honestly, who are you working for?"

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, Old Centipede felt a chill running down his spine and said without hesitation: "Master Yuan Zang from the Ksitigarbha Temple asked me to do this. I am just a subcontractor. Mr. Qin, don't shoot. .”

"Take me to find Yuan Zang." Qin Yao lowered his gun and ordered.

"Mr. Qin, will I have nothing to do next?" Uncle Qi said with a hint of luck.

"What is Corpse Ancestor...?

Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and looked at him.

"The Corpse Ancestor is the god I believe in. I provide faith to him, and he provides me with protection." Uncle Qi said.

"Lie!" Qin Yao suddenly shouted loudly.

Uncle Qi was startled by him, panicked in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Zombie Ancestor!"

The expected scene of the coffin flying out of the sky did not appear. Uncle Qi was stunned for a moment and called out again: "Zombie Ancestor, save me!"

However, the surroundings were still silent, and nothing strange happened.

Qin Yao looked at him with pity and said lightly: "You seem to have been abandoned by your god..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Uncle Qi shook his head repeatedly, walked quickly to his side room, kicked open the door, and looked up at the altar.

I saw nothing behind the incense burner on the altar, and there was no trace of the small sarcophagus.

"Taoist Master Wu, where is my coffin?" Uncle Qi suddenly turned around and stared at the old centipede.

"What coffin?" Old Centipede looked confused.

"I enshrine the coffin behind the incense burner. There are only two of us in this Taoist temple. I didn't take it. You must have taken it." Uncle Qi said loudly.

"Fart, I don't even know what a coffin is." Old Centipede said plausibly.

"Stop arguing." Qin Yao pointed his gun at Uncle Qi and ordered: "Come here!"

The biggest reliance disappeared out of thin air. Uncle Qi did not dare to gamble his life with Qin Yao and came to him obediently.

Qin Yao stretched out his hand and pressed it on Uncle Qi's head, silently activated the soul searching skill, and his consciousness instantly came into Uncle Qi's sea of ​​consciousness...

"Uh, uh, uh."

Quickly flipping through Uncle Qi's life memories, Qin Yao quickly found information about the Corpse Ancestor.

Just as this guy said when chatting, he really met a fairy in the ancient temple. To be precise, it was a coincidence that he awakened a zombie sealed in the sarcophagus and became a coffin-backed corpse. people.

The zombie calls himself the Zombie Ancestor, but he never mentions his name...

He transformed Uncle Qi's body three times, named it Bestowal, and later taught him the art of corpse training, encouraging him to refine zombies, using his talents as bait to accumulate popularity for them.

Over the past three or four years, hundreds of gamblers have been sucked to death by them. Due to their branches in various places and the external manifestation of sudden death, they did not cause any turmoil in the spiritual world, which allowed them to hang around until Now.

After reading the cause and effect, Qin Yao had a thought in his mind and exited Uncle Qi's consciousness. Before he could recover, he took two steps back and shot him in the head.

The gunfire was like thunder, and Old Centipede's body trembled violently, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Qin Yao.

Even if they don't agree with each other, it's understandable that they draw swords against each other. But this guy didn't say a word of nonsense, or even asked a question. He just raised his hand and smashed his head. How could he not make people feel chilled in his heart?

People say monsters are scary.

But in the eyes of demons, the most terrifying thing is humans! !

"I killed this guy because I had a grudge. You don't have to worry about me doing anything to you." Qin Yao took out a fire talisman and threw it on Uncle Qi. He stared at the flames as they crackled and said indifferently. .

Old Centipede stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'm not worried..."

Qin Yao silently used his magic power, opened his eyes, and stared at the figure gradually turning into a skeleton in the flames. He was surprised to find that there was no soul flying out.

He knew that zombies have no souls, so why don’t half-humans and half-zombies have souls?

After a long time...

The flames cracked the bones and then gradually died out due to lack of ignition.

Qin Yao blinked, dissipated the golden light in his eyes, turned around and said: "Taoist Master, take me to the Ksitigarbha Temple..."

Two or three hours later.

Inside the Ksitigarbha Temple.

Yuan Zan, who was heavily surrounded by evil ghosts, said calmly and sincerely: "Mr. Qin, to be honest with you, I am just a subcontractor. The Evil Fire God asked me to do all of this..."

Hearing this, Qin Yao couldn't hold himself any longer.

TMD.

It seems that Evil Fire God is also a subcontractor!

Either you have deep tricks or you are just playing tricks...

"Let's go, take me to find the Evil Fire God."

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said coldly: "If he dies, you can live. If he doesn't die, you two will have to pay for it, do you understand?"

Monk Yuan Zhan and Old Centipede looked at each other and nodded in unison...

Evil Vulcan Dojo.

Zhan Beng Dao held his hands together and hung them in front of his chest. He walked around the house with an anxious look on his face. He looked at the Evil Fire God from time to time and hesitated to speak.

"Stop turning, it will make me dizzy."

The Evil Fire God sat cross-legged in front of a beautifully shaped brazier and said, "To tell you the truth, the person I'm looking for is far stronger than me. If even he can't help you regain your ancestral home, you might as well die." This is my heart."

Zhan Beng Dao hammered the palm of his left hand with his right hand and sighed: "Master, I don't want to go around, I'm really impatient to wait!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting……"

At this time, a burly figure suddenly opened the curtain and walked in, smiling and saying.

Zhan Beng Dao's soul body suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes widened: "You, you, you..."

"Snapped."

Qin Yao raised his hand and made a big draw, which made the opponent spin around in circles for several times before landing on his face in a daze.

"Mr. Qin, how did you find this place?"

The Evil Fire God forced down the panic in his heart and asked with a heavy expression.

"Pah, pah."

Qin Yao clapped his hands and shouted: "Masters, come out and say hello to Mr. Fang."

Master Yuanzhan and Old Centipede stepped into the dojo, looking at the Evil Fire God with complicated expressions.

"Master Yuanzhan." Evil Fire God silently clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You betrayed me!!!"

Qin Yao lifted the trembling Zhan Beng Dao from the ground, passed Yuan Zan and Old Centipede, and walked out of the dojo gate: "The Evil Fire God will leave it to you two. Do it cleanly and don't cause any trouble for me..."

Shortly after.

Outside the small building.

Facing the bright moon and being blown by the cool evening breeze, Qin Yao dropped his sword and said, "If I remember correctly, I gave you two chances, right?"

Zhan Beng Dao got up from the ground in panic, knelt down in front of Qin Yao, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Brother, it's not me who wants to go against you, it's the Evil Fire God who instigated me to take revenge. You've seen it too. , those two people were found by him and have nothing to do with me."

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao waited quietly for him to finish saying this, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

A head suddenly split open like a watermelon, and yin energy sprayed out in all directions like brain juice.

After the head disappeared, as a gust of night wind blew up, Zhan Bengdao's soul body immediately became illusory, and finally completely disappeared into the void without a trace...

Later in the night.

Qin Yao's body suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Uncle Jiu sensed his aura. When he walked out of the lobby, there was no one in the courtyard.

"Strange, could it be that I felt wrong?" Uncle Jiu scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Just as he turned and walked back to the lobby with a confused look on his face, Qin Yao's figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu was walking, suddenly turned around and looked at the disciple who came to the door: "I said that I couldn't sense it wrong. Qin Yao, what are you doing?"

"Master, let me give you a small gift."

Qin Yao smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw something towards him.

"Snapped."

Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand to catch what he threw, and his eyes instantly widened: "Big yellow croaker! Where did it come from?"

"Picked it up on the road." Qin Yao said casually.

Uncle Jiu said angrily: "You are so capable, why don't you pick another one for me?"

"Whoosh..." Qin Yao threw another one casually.

Uncle Jiu quickly picked up the gold bar in his arms and changed his words: "Where did you pick it up? I'll try my luck."

"It's good if you can keep these two gold bars. No luck."

Qin Yao shook his head and strode towards his room.

Uncle Jiu frowned, weighed two heavy gold bars, and immediately swallowed back the words he scolded him.

With two gold bars at the base, he is so fierce that he can't accumulate anger~~

A few days later.

Qin Yao came to the door of Xiaojuan's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Ajuan."

"Here we come." Xiaojuan, wearing a trendy short skirt, earrings, and sunglasses, quickly opened the wooden door and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Yao looked at her clothes and smiled slightly: "It seems that you have accepted this new world well."

In fact, in the original work, she was led by several apprentices of "Uncle Ying", and she accepted the new world faster, and even earned the title of Maidangjuan...

"Yes, I like this new world very much."

Xiaojuan said enthusiastically: "There are so many new clothes and so many new gadgets. The whole world seems to be colorful, unlike in the past, which was so dead."

Qin Yao nodded and asked: "Then do you want to stay in this world, or go to the underworld to reincarnate?"

Xiaojuan's smile faltered and hesitantly said: "I don't want to be reincarnated..."

Qin Yao said: "Call me big brother and I will show you a clear path.

If you don't want to go to the underworld, you have two choices. One is to stay in this house, but remember, no matter who moves into this house in the future, you cannot get close to them, otherwise you will harm them.

The other is to follow us to Yizhuang, where you don’t have to avoid strangers. "

Xiaojuan thought for a while and said sincerely: "I want to stay. This... is my home after all!"

Qin Yao smiled, waved and said, "Well, goodbye, Ajuan."

Shortly after.

Xiaojuan stood in front of the main entrance of the mansion, watching the master and apprentice drift away, and suddenly regretted her decision.

I wonder if a house without friends and family can still be called a home...

"Qin Yao!"

That afternoon.

As soon as the master and apprentice arrived outside Yizhuang, a familiar figure jumped out of the door.

"Hello, Uncle Four Eyes... Master, I suddenly remembered that the company has something else to do, so I need to take a step forward."

The moment he saw the other party, Qin Yao turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Hey, what do you mean?!!"

With furious eyes, she chased after him and grabbed him by the hem of his clothes: "Am I the God of Plague? Run away if you see me!"

Qin Yao pulled back his clothes and said sincerely: "Uncle, you think too much. How can the God of Plague compare with you?"

"Well...that's not enough...wait, what is this?"

Simu nodded, and suddenly his eyes widened: "You mean I'm more vicious than the God of Plague?"

Seeing that he really couldn't leave, Qin Yao simply resigned and said: "Uncle Master, let's talk about it, what kind of trouble does the master want to do?"

"What are you talking about, neither big nor small." She patted him on the back with four eyes and scolded him.

Qin Yao sneered: "Do you dare to say that you are not here because of the master's order?"

His eyes were glazed over and he was speechless.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Uncle Jiu tried to smooth things over: "Junior brother, let's be honest. What orders does the master have?"

He pursed his lips and looked at Qin Yao with a serious face: "The master has an order to summon Qin Yao, the chief disciple of the eighty-eighth generation, to return to the mountain as soon as possible."

Qin Yao's heart skipped a beat: "What happened?"

He shook his head with four eyes: "I don't know, I only know the master's decree."

Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "Is it possible that something happened to me and the boss wants to settle accounts with me?"

"Stop testing, I really don't know." Simu said seriously.

"Go, Qin Yao." Uncle Jiu said, "Maybe Maoshan needs you!"

Qin Yao: "..."

At dusk, cranes soar into the sky.

Maoshan.

Inside Yuan Fu Palace.

Qin Yao walked into the hall, bowed and said: "Qin Yao, the eighty-eighth generation disciple, pays homage to the master."

The old master sat on the futon with a solemn look on his face: "No need to be polite, the situation is urgent. I'll cut the story short, Qin Yao, something happened."

Qin Yao: "..."

Grass.

If something goes wrong, why are you looking for me?

Looking for Nei Mao! ! !