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

Yang Feiyun invited them more than once, and every time he was very enthusiastic, as if the previous rejection had no impact on him.

Both Mao Xiaofang and Qin Yao experienced from him what it means to be kind and hard to refuse.

And rejecting this kind of thing again and again, Qin Yao doesn't care about the relationship with Yang Feiyun, but Mao Xiaofang doesn't want to embarrass the relationship. After all, they have no intention of leaving for the time being, and they can't see each other again...

"Brother Qin, do you want to go there later?"

"You said it, just go." Qin Yao said with a smile.

Yang Feiyun was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Boss, please charge the breakfast expenses of these two to my account."

"Okay..." The shop owner wearing an apron turned around and said, with a smile on his fat face.

Shortly after.

Yang Feiyun paid the money, opened his umbrella, and led Qin and Mao through the streets and alleys. After walking for about a stick of incense, they came to an ordinary house: "Two Taoist priests, please come inside."

The two walked in through the door and saw that compared to the shabby facade, the inside of the house looked even more miserable. If it hadn't been for a table and a bed, it would have perfectly explained what it means to be a family with four walls.

"Mr. Yang, why is this happening?" Mao Xiaofang couldn't help asking when he saw Yang Feiyun fetching three horses from the corner and hurriedly pouring water for them.

In his opinion, given Yang Feiyun's ability, if there was no accident, he would definitely not live in such a simple way.

"I have a problem. I can't keep any money on hand." Yang Feiyun said with a smile: "If I can't save money, my life will be shabby. Please don't take it off."

"Why can't you save money?" Mao Xiaofang asked naturally.

Yang Feiyun silently suppressed his smile and said self-deprecatingly: "My eyes are shallow, and I can't see the suffering in the world."

Mao Xiaofang was startled and then stood in awe.

This means donating all the remaining wealth in your hands.

It can be called high-spirited and bright.

Qin Yao frowned, suddenly feeling impatient in his heart.

Perhaps because of the endorsement of the original work, or because of preconceptions, Yang Feiyun's current behavior became a performance in his eyes.

Who the hell is in the mood to watch you play a good guy?

Besides, if you have the skills to perform like this, you might as well go level up. A good final BOSS, but he is still a rookie now. Killing him is not a nip in the bud. This is a fucking waste.

Gan!

"Taoist Master Mao, Mr. Yang, don't you want to have a cup of tea and discuss Taoism? The tea has been drunk. Let's discuss Taoism quickly."

"Won't Master Qin participate?" Yang Feiyun asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "I use the method of proving the Tao through strength, just like a warrior who tortures his body day after day. There is not much to say."

Yang Feiyun took a deep look at his body structure and couldn't help but nod his head and said: "It is indeed appropriate for fellow Taoist to take this path."

The corner of Mao Xiaofang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said secretly: "Hell, prove the Tao with force..."

He discussed Taoism with Qin Yao more than once, knowing that the other party's Taoism was far superior to his own, and he was not a martial artist at all!

at the same time.

Seven Sisters Church.

Zhong Jun held a thousand yuan sent by the Ge family in his hand, and his expression was particularly ugly.

After confirming that the house was no longer haunted, the Ge family simply sent someone a thousand yuan, but Mr. Ge not only didn't show up, he didn't even mean to see her. If you can't even see anyone, how can you talk about having a relationship?

But she couldn't blame him for this matter. After all, he promised a reward of 1,000 yuan, and he didn't default on it, and he sent the money right away. Why should she resent it?

As long as she doesn’t blame others, she can’t blame herself, right?

Time and money have been spent here and there, and she is the biggest sufferer.

This thought flashed through his mind, and the object of his resentment was instantly clear. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's all those two foreigners' fault."

He Daijin stood opposite the master, not daring to speak.

She was afraid that if she spoke to him, the master would remember that she was the one who instigated the incident, and then put the blame on her.

"Taijin, you young man's brain works very fast. Please help me think of how to get rid of this bad breath in my heart." Zhong Jun said.

He Daijin quietly raised his head and said softly: "Those two people are sanctimonious. They regard themselves as great mages and believe that it is their bounden duty to conquer demons and eliminate demons. This is their weakness. We can do this, this and this..."

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

Qin and Mao rejected Yang Feiyun's intention to treat guests. Their tone was soft but their attitude was firm and they turned around and left.

Yang Feiyun had no choice but to send them off again and again, until they were sent two streets away before he stopped and watched the two of them leave together.

He didn't know if his performance today had conquered the two of them. He just hoped to leave the impression that he was a good person in their hearts, so that they would not pay too much attention to himself.

After all, he has many secrets that cannot bear to be dug deeper...

"Taoist Qin, Taoist Mao." In the blink of an eye, when the duo arrived in front of the hotel together, Zhong Jun, who was all smiles, immediately felt like a dog's skin plaster.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yao asked bluntly.

"I still have a mission here that I want to..."

"We are not players, and you are not an NPC. How come there are so many tasks?" Qin Yao said flatly.

Zhong Jun: "?"

I don’t understand what players or NPCs are at all.

Seeing her confused look, Mao Xiaofang shook his head: "Go on, what's the matter?"

"There are zombies on Cuidu Mountain. Please help me get rid of the zombies. After that, I will still be rewarded with 3,000 yuan." Zhong Jun said.

"Three thousand yuan?" Qin Yao smiled, waved his hand and said, "That was the last transaction price."

Zhong Jun's heart skipped a beat: What do you mean? "

Qin Yao raised his right hand and held up three fingers: "The appearance fee this time is 30,000 yuan. We still pay first. If you don't have money, we don't have to talk."

He used his toes to think that this zombie couldn't possibly be Xuan Kui. Since it wasn't Xuan Kui, why should he really think that he had nothing to do? Go to a barren mountain to find low-level zombies to practice with?

Zhong Jun looked dull.

Thirty thousand yuan!

This is not even called robbing, this is killing her.

Now the question before her became - should she spend 30,000 yuan to buy a chance to kill them both?

But after thinking about it, she couldn't tell that this deal was a good deal!

After a long time.

Zhong Jun returned to the Seven Sisters Hall with an expressionless face. He Daijin, who heard the movement, ran over quickly and said, "Master, the traps and everything are ready. When will they go up the mountain?"

"They won't go up the mountain." Zhong Jun's face darkened and he gritted his teeth and said.

He Daijin was stunned and asked cautiously: "What happened, Master?"

"Thirty thousand yuan! How dare he ask for 30,000 yuan from me!" Zhong Jun said angrily: "There is something wrong with me, give him 30,000 yuan as an appearance fee!!!"

He Daijin: "..."

Now she finally understands what it means for a tiger to eat a snail, and she can no longer eat it.