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

"Wencai, where is your junior brother?"

In the evening, the sun disappears on the mountain tops.

Renjia Town, Yizhuang.

Uncle Ninth, whose face was dirty and whose body seemed to be constantly releasing poisonous gas, opened the wooden door, turned a blind eye to the half-exploring and half-amused gazes of the brothers, and called the second disciple in a calm tone.

But anyone can see the undercurrent surging under Uncle Jiu’s calm face.

Wen Cai was overwhelmed by the smell of old wine on his master, but he did not dare to show it at all. He said softly: "Junior brother took Uncle Mao to recruit ghost employees and has not returned home yet."

"I'm going to the bathroom to take a bath. You keep an eye on me. If you see him, ask him to wait for me under the saint's tablet." Uncle Jiu said calmly.

Wencai nodded quickly and said to himself: Junior brother, junior brother, don't blame me for not helping you. It's really you who stabbed the master's weakness all at once.

Who knows, if Master doesn’t like eating and drinking, he just wants to save face...

You endanger you.

"Uncle Master, I have a question."

In Taishan Town, Tan's house, Qin Yao led a group of ghosts and ghosts out of the lobby in an upright manner, raised his head and asked Mao Shanming.

Mao Shan showed off his masterly air and smiled slightly: "If you don't understand anything, just ask."

Qin Yao touched his earlobe: "I want to know if my ears are red and hot for no reason. Is someone talking about me or scolding me?"

Hearing this question, Mao Shanming was immediately relieved: "Folklore says that warm ears mean someone is thinking about you, which has the same meaning as a sneeze.

If it's extremely hot, like it's red-hot, there's a good chance someone is talking about you...

In fact, it is difficult for other people's mental power to change the reality outside the body, let alone affect others across a long distance.

In my opinion, the most reliable way to say it is that when you suddenly think of someone or something, you feel guilty or excited, and your psychological emotions drive physical changes, you will have a red-faced reaction.

Speaking of which, nephew, what did you remember just now? "

Qin Yao blinked and thought to himself: Could it be because of Uncle Jiu? Well, I didn't mean it. Uncle Jiu shouldn't be so cautious.

It should be...?

"Taoist Priest, how was your discussion?" Seeing that he was silent, Tan Wanwan asked with a wink.

Qin Yao stretched out his hand and said: "We have reached an agreement. The whole family will come with me and receive a favor of three thousand taels."

Tan Baiwan breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood suddenly became very complicated.

It’s not that I don’t want to give, but I always feel like I’m being taken advantage of…

Unhappily, he put his hand into his arms, took out a stack of banknotes, took out six and handed them to Qin Yao, and said against his will, "Thank you, Taoist Priest."

Seeing Qian's eyes open, Qin Yao gave him a rare smile, stretched out his hand to take the bank note and said: "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, remember to come to Renjia Town to find me. For the sake of being an acquaintance, I will give you a 20% discount... …”

Tan Wanwan's heart trembled.

Oh shit.

Can't you just hope that I get better? ! !

…

Shortly after.

Qin Yao took his uncle and the Yan family ghost out of Tan Mansion and embarked on their way home. During this period, Mao Shanming would turn his head and look at Qin Yao every two steps, but he would hesitate to speak.

Qin Yao was as careful as his hair and saw all this. However, Mao Shanming didn't say anything, so he didn't speak. As a result, the two sides were in a stalemate for most of the way, and the atmosphere became increasingly weird.

"Master nephew!" Seeing that the journey was getting shorter and shorter, Mao Shanming finally couldn't help it and said with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Qin Yao turned around and asked.

"Um...Uncle Master, I put aside all the work at hand and came over with you for a run. Do you have to..." Mao Shanming rubbed his fingers and made a gesture that everyone understood.

Qin Yaozuo suddenly realized something and reached into his clothes: "I understand, I understand. I'm my nephew and I didn't think carefully. Please forgive me, uncle."

Seeing his movements, Mao Shanming's heart felt hot, and a flush appeared on his face instinctively.

He could see clearly just now that Master Tan had given a total of six 500-tael banknotes. As long as Qin Yao gave him one, he would be rich...

Sure enough, it's better to be thick-skinned, because children who cry will get milk.

Qin Yao took out the stack of banknotes from his arms. Under Mao Shanming's eager eyes, he poured them from his right hand to his left hand. Then he reached into his arms and took out the money. Finally, he took out three pieces of silver and handed them to his uncle: " Uncle Master, here you go, travel expenses."

Mao Shanming: "???"

Are you still not a human being? !

If you make three thousand taels, give me three steel coins?

You are humiliating me!

angry!

"What's wrong, uncle? Isn't that what you're talking about?" Seeing him frozen in place, Qin Yao said in surprise.

Mao Shanming opened his mouth. After all, it was his body's instinct that broke through the confinement of his brain, and he stretched out his hand to catch the three oceans.

Be angry, you still have to get money...

"Stop!" Just when he was worried about his integrity, a loud shout suddenly sounded around him, scaring him so much that he almost stopped holding the silver dollar in his hand.

When Qin Yao heard the news, he saw a powerful young swordsman with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He held a broad sword in his hand and walked as fast as flying, chasing two ghosts, one big and one small.

As he shouted loudly, the little devil was so frightened that he cried loudly. With his heart palpitating, he scrambled with his left foot and fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.

Seeing this, the slightly older ghost picked up the little ghost and continued to escape while holding him in his arms. Just when I was filled with despair, I suddenly saw a group of similar people. I was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Help~"

"Master Qin..." Yan Ruyu knew very well that the other party was calling for help from her family, but the problem was that they were not qualified to make a decision now. Everything depended on what the leader said.

"Oh, I know that swordsman." Mao Shanming said with wide eyes.

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and waved to the big ghost who was fleeing with the little ghost in his arms: "Come here."

The big ghost was refreshed, and a force emerged from nowhere in his soul, driving him to speed up again and escape to Qin Yao.

The robed swordsman slowly slowed down, put away his broad sword, and raised his hand towards Mao Shanming: "Master Mao, you are polite."

"Mr. Yan." Mao Shanming returned the greeting and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"

Yan Wuya said: "I travel around the world and live in no fixed place. It's not strange to appear anywhere. But you, did you catch a group of ghosts and go back?"

Mao Shanming shook his head and explained: "They are not the ghosts I caught, but my nephew's employees."

"Master nephew...employee?" Yan Wuya frowned and looked at Qin Yao, who was more conspicuous.

"They are my employees." Qin Yao nodded and said calmly.

"I remember that the first commandment of Maoshan should be to fight between good and evil for life, right?" Yan Wuya said.

Qin Yao: "Yes, that's right."

"Since you know it, why do you do this?" Yan Wuya said solemnly.

Qin Yao smiled and asked: "Mr. Swordsman, what is good and what is evil? People are good, and ghosts are evil?"

Yan Wuya nodded: "Humans are good, ghosts are evil! Humans and ghosts are naturally opposed to each other and are incompatible with each other. Fellow Taoist, what you did was out of proportion..."