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

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The two parties quickly became familiar with each other while drinking, and Qin Yao also "met" the two famous actors Yi Xiaolong and Ying Jintang through Ye Tiancheng's introduction.

Of these two people, the former is dressed in black, has a long face, narrow eyes, and a capable temperament; the latter is dressed in white, has a round face, thick eyebrows, and a gentle smile.

The two of them were sitting on the secondary table next to the main table, talking and laughing, without any sense of exaggeration...

Qin Yao's eyes wandered between the two of them, and finally he looked at a plump young woman sitting next to Ying Jintang.

Ye Tiancheng had just introduced her, her name was Hua Yanhong, and her identity was Ying Jintang's wife, Mrs. Tang.

Qin Yao remembered that in the original work, this woman was the main point of conflict between Yi Xiaolong and Ying Jintang, and she could be called a beauty's trouble.

After a long time.

After dinner and wine, everyone parted reluctantly. Hua Yanhong supported Ying Jintang and followed the army to the hotel. She helped her husband to the bed with great effort and took off his shoes and socks for a while.

After a lot of trouble, there were sudden knocks on the door.

Hua Yanhong tied up her long hair with a rubber band, slowly came to the door, and opened the door: "Brother Long?"

Outside the door, Yi Xiaolong smiled slightly and said, "Junior sister, come with me for a walk. I have something to tell you."

Hua Yanhong held the doorknob and declined: "I'm sorry, Brother Long, it's too late. It's not appropriate for us to go out alone."

"If it's not convenient to go out, then we can go in and talk?" Yi Xiaolong knocked on the door and said with a smile.

Hua Yanhong frowned, because she didn't want to offend him, so she went out and said, "Then just hang out downstairs, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Yi Xiaolong said.

The two of them went downstairs. Yi Xiaolong deliberately took Hua Yanhong to a deserted place. As they walked, he suddenly grabbed the other person's hand.

Hua Yanhong was startled by him, subconsciously distanced herself from him, and said in panic: "Brother Long, please respect yourself."

"Self-respect?"

Yi Xiaolong shook his head and said: "Hongmei, after all these years, do you really not understand my thoughts?"

"I understand, but I'm already married to Brother Tang." Hua Yanhong said, "Brother Long, in this life, we can only say that we are destined to be together."

Yi Xiaolong approached her step by step and said, "Mei Hong, I am sincere to you. I don't care who you marry, I only care about whether you are willing to accept me."

Hua Yanhong stepped back and said, "Brother Long, you've drunk too much. Please calm down. I can't do anything sorry for Brother Tang."

Yi Xiaolong suddenly took two steps forward, hugged Hua Yanhong in his arms, and greedily smelled the fragrance on her body: "Hong sister, with my current status, what do I want that a woman can't get? But I just I fall in love with you, and I don’t care about other women..."

"boom."

Just as he was confessing from the bottom of his heart, someone suddenly pulled his shoulder hard, and then a fist hit his face, knocking him to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The man kept raising his legs and punched and kicked Yi Xiaolong. While beating and cursing, "You dare to molest my wife, I'll beat you Ximen Qing to death."

After being kicked several times in the face, Yi Xiaolong became angry, got up desperately, and fought with each other. Both sides dealt cruel blows, punching to the flesh.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

Hua Yanhong stepped forward desperately, trying to separate the two, but was pushed out every time.

In order to prevent the two of them from causing trouble while drunk, she had no choice but to run back to the hotel and bring the class leader Ye Tiancheng over.

"Pah, pah."

Ye Tiancheng separated the two of them with his palms. Looking at the two bruised and swollen cheeks, he suddenly laughed angrily and scolded: "Have you had enough trouble?"

"I'm not making trouble." Ying Jintang smelled of alcohol and pointed at Yi Xiaolong: "Master, he seduced my wife."

"What seduction? Can you talk?"

Yi Xiaolong wiped the blood from his lips and said, "I just expressed my feelings to Hongmei. That law stipulates that after she marries you, she can't accept confessions from other men?"

"Yi Xiaolong, do you know what you are talking about?" Ye Tiancheng's head hurt so much that he slapped Yi Xiaolong hard on the back and yelled.

"Okay, you also face him, you all face him, I won't serve you anymore, okay?"

Yi Xiaolong pushed him hard, turned around and left.

"Xiaolong, Yi Xiaolong, where are you going?" Ye Tiancheng grabbed his arm and asked.

Yi Xiaolong forcefully shook off his palm and cursed, "Go away, you don't have to worry about it."

Ye Tiancheng: "..."

Not long after.

Yi Xiaolong was walking aimlessly, and his brain finally woke up after being stirred by the howling cold wind. Looking at the silent streets around him under the dark night, a series of question marks appeared in his mind.

Where the hell is this? ? ?

After a long time.

Shivering from the cold, he finally found the hotel where he was staying and almost jumped up with excitement.

Just as he quickened his pace towards the light, a figure suddenly jumped out of the darkness, quickly got behind him, stabbed him several times, and then ran away.

Blood spurted out of the wound. Yi Xiaolong looked at the hotel that seemed so close at hand. Filled with anger and resentment, he fell to the ground with a thud. The blood flowed into a pool of blood and dyed the ground red.

Not far away, in the darkness, a match suddenly burst into flames, lighting a cigar.

The orange cigarette butts flickered in the night, like a pair of eyes, quietly watching this tragedy happen...

The next day.

Song Zilong hurried to the scene of the crime, and Zhou Yuan, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly greeted him and saluted: "Hello, Captain."

"What's going on?" Song Zilong asked, looking at the crowd of melon-eating people outside the cordon.

"Died by an assassination. He was stabbed five times in the back, piercing through the heart."

Zhou Yuan put down his arms and said seriously.

"What else?" Song Zilong crossed the cordon and looked at the corpse on the blood-red ground.

"No murder weapon was found at the scene. I also asked Boss Ye. Yi Xiaolong has not had any grudges with anyone recently and the reason for his death is unknown." Zhou Yuan said.

Song Zilong: "Have you asked other people in the troupe?"

"Not yet?" Zhou Yuan shook his head.

"Ask a forensic doctor to identify the body and see if anything can be found. Everyone else will join me and invite all members of the troupe into the police station for individual interrogation." Song Zilong said.

Zhou Yuan grabbed him and said: "Captain, captain, they are the Qing Phoenix Theater Troupe and they have strong connections in the provincial capital."

"They have high-level connections, so won't they investigate this life case?" Song Zilong asked rhetorically.

Zhou Yuan: "..."

Midnight.

Police morgue.

On the bed, under the white cloth, a ball of blue-black mist suddenly flew out from under the white cloth, pushed away the white cloth, and condensed into a ferocious ghost above the corpse.

"Have I become a ghost?"

Li Gui looked at his hands and feet, and his resentment gradually melted away in his heart. His illusory body quickly solidified, and he roared: "Ying Jintang, I won't let you go. If I die, you won't be able to live either!!!" "

"Do you think Ying Jintang killed you?" Suddenly, a cold and gloomy voice sounded in the morgue, scaring Yi Xiaolong.

Looking through the sound, I saw a huge figure sitting on a wooden chair in the darkness. His body seemed to blend into the darkness. If you didn't look carefully, you might not even be able to see its outline.

"Taoist Master Qin?" he asked softly.

Qin Yao patted the armrest of the chair and stood up slowly. In an instant, he stood up like a crouching tiger. The lion opened its eyes. The terrifying and powerful momentum instantly crushed Yi Xiaolong. The opponent's heart sank and his soul sank. The body trembles slightly...

"Mr. Yi."

Yi Xiaolong's pupils shrank slightly and said, "What did you mean by what you said just now? Didn't Ying Jintang kill me?"

"No." Qin Yao said decisively.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because the night you were killed, I happened to pass by there and saw the murderer clearly." Qin Yao said, adding silently in his heart: he smoked a cigarette by the way.

"If it's not Ying Jintang, who could it be?" Yi Xiaolong asked with a frown.

Qin Yao took out a pencil drawing from his pocket and handed it to Yi Xiaolong: "It's him."

"Beautiful Shaohui!"

Yi Xiaolong took the pencil drawing, and countless scenes of him bullying the other party flashed through his mind.

Everyone in the troupe knew that Liang Shaohui was his punching bag.

Whenever he was in a sad mood, he would feel better if he severely humiliated Liang Shaohui.

"Why should I believe you?" Yi Xiaolong clenched his pencil drawing and asked seriously.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not. What's important is that it's time for us to hit the road." Qin Yao said.

"On the road, where are you going?"

Yi Xiaolong's heart trembled and he asked stammeringly.

Qin Yao: "Go to Maoshan first, and then transfer to the underworld from Maoshan."

Yi Xiaolong tried his hand: "It is only natural that a person should be killed to pay for his life. Can I kill the person who killed me first and then go to the underworld?"

"Of course not." Qin Yao shook his head: "Killing should be punished with life, but it should not be carried out by you as a ghost."

Yi Xiaolong: "When I see an injustice on the road, I draw my sword to help. Can you help me kill the murderer?"

"I'm sorry, that's not possible either." Qin Yao said, "I am a priest of the Yin Division, and I will not break the law knowingly."

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what can I do?"

Yi Xiaolong tried his best to suppress his emotions and roared: "I can't die in vain, can I?"

"I also want to meet your requirements, but both of your requirements are too much. What can I do?" Qin Yao spread his hands.

Yi Xiaolong was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "This is what you said, so if I make a request that is not excessive, you must agree to it."

Qin Yao asked in surprise: "What request?"

"Take me to a place." Yi Xiaolong said.

Even though Qin Yao had read the original work, he couldn't guess where he wanted to go, so he asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"Qionghua Palace in the eastern suburbs of the provincial capital, I want to pay homage to the ancestor before leaving. Is that okay?" Yi Xiaolong argued.

"Which Patriarch are you talking about?" Qin Yao's heart moved, but he suddenly thought of a god.

"I am a Cantonese opera singer, and the ancestor I worship is of course Emperor Huaguang." Yi Xiaolong said: "You said you are a shady, don't you dare not go to the temple?"

Qin Yao recalled the original work and vaguely remembered that Emperor Hua Guang appeared once in the original work, but that time, it was also to stop Yi Xiaolong from harming others!

And now this guy has specified that he wants to go to the temple of Emperor Huaguang. The purpose is obviously not simple, and there must be a super plot...

Judging from Qin Yao's life experience, if he did not go and limited the plot to Gantian Town, then this super plot would have very little impact, and there would be no opportunity for magic reform.

But if you take him out of Gantian Town and go to Qionghua Palace, it will be equivalent to actively choosing the magic transformation. The original work in your memory will no longer be able to bring you any help. The only advantage is that you can get more from the magic transformation plot. Yin De.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Yao exhaled a long breath and said: "Lead the way and see what tricks you can come up with."

Subsequently.

Under the cover of night, a ghost and a god moved across the sky at high speed, coming from Gantian Town to a temple covered with spider webs.

"Meet the Patriarch."

Before entering the door, Yi Xiaolong knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully. Then he walked into the temple, found the broom and duster he had hidden behind the statue, and swept away the dust with a pious expression.

Qin Yao stood in front of the threshold, watching the other person busy here and there like a hard-working bee, and countless scenes from online novels flashed through his mind...

time flies.

When countless rays of morning light fell from high in the sky and fell on Qin Yao's shoulders, the entire temple had a completely new look in his field of vision, and even the incense burner was lit with curls of green smoke.

"boom."

Yi Xiaolong knelt down in front of the incense burner and whispered: "Please ask the ancestor to show his spirit."

On the statue of Emperor Huaguang, two rays of sunlight suddenly appeared in the eyes, so that the atmosphere in the temple suddenly became different.

"It seems that you have encountered some trouble." Suddenly, a deep voice came from inside the statue.

Yi Xiaolong paused again and said: "Yes, someone killed me, and I want to take revenge, but the evil master outside refused to give me this opportunity.

If you can't find out the truth and kill your enemies, your life will be in vain.

Please help me, Patriarch, so that I can take revenge! "

The statue was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Priest, please come in."

Qin Yao stepped in, cupped his hands and said, "Meet the Emperor."

Patriarch Huaguang: "I am just a ray of divinity stored in the statue. I dare not bear the name of the emperor. The priest can call me Huaguang."

Qin Yao pursed his lips: "Qin Yao, a descendant of Maoshan and the priest of the Department of Punishing Evil, has met Patriarch Huaguang."

"It turns out he is a priest in the Department of Punishing Evil. No wonder he is so popular among people." Patriarch Huaguang said with a smile.

Qin Yao: "..."

After all, he is not the kind of person who refuses to take hard advice. The other person is so gentle and polite that it is really difficult for him to lose his temper.

"Priest, I also know that yin and yang are orderly, and I also know that it is your responsibility to arrest the dead souls and send them to Feng. If you say anything more, you will be embarrassed.

But since my temple has been abandoned a hundred years ago, this child is the only one who comes to clean it every once in a while and offer me a few sticks of incense.

Although I know he has his own little thoughts, I have to admit this feeling.

Since he has begged me today, I can't help him in spite of the difficulty, so I ask you to be more lenient and let him satisfy his wish before going to the underworld.

Of course, I won’t make empty requests. If you are willing to agree, I can use all the divine power I have accumulated over the years to open your divine eyes..."

Qin Yao paused for a moment, then asked curiously: "What kind of divine eye?"

"The vertical eye between the eyebrows can be used to identify the incarnation of evil spirits, look thousands of miles away, and even release the holy light of the divine eye to attack the enemy. It has many wonderful uses." Patriarch Huaguang said.

Qin Yao: "..."

Isn't this just fiery eyes + clairvoyance + heat rays?

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