Uncle Jiu: How come you, a Taoist priest, are covered in sorcery?

I saw the misunderstanding of the other party.

Ning Yu shook his head helplessly.

"My master, he's dead."

"This, this, this... Mr. Ning, you have to believe me, this has absolutely nothing to do with me! "

"I killed it with my own hands."

"Huh?"

Mr. Ren: ???

After a brief explanation.

Master Ren got up in disbelief at Ning Yu's signal.

Cautiously sat across from him.

"And what are you here this time?"

"Twenty years ago, Wang Tong, that is, the original feng shui master, he pretended to be snatched by your Ren family, and the dragonfly water hole that he pretended to be snatched by your Ren family has actually been transformed into a corpse breeding place!"

"In other words, after twenty years of cultivation, your father Ren Weiyong has become a zombie."

In the frightened gaze of Master Ren.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Ning Yu's mouth.

"That's right, it's what you think, invulnerable, powerful, and blood-sucking zombies."

"Hmm.... The first thing that comes out is to suck the blood of relatives and heirs, and no zombies will be an exception! "

This moment.

Master Ren's face turned pale instantly.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He didn't suspect that Ning Yu was lying to him.

After all, with the other party's means, wanting to kill yourself is just a thought.

What's the benefit of tricking him into an ordinary person?

"So... Mr. Ning, what do you think? "

"Master Ren, you don't want to be sucked dry by your father, do you?"

"So Ling Zun, I'll take it!"

"Of course, I still need the help of you and Ren Tingting, don't worry, I won't want your life."

"It's just a tiny amount of blood, how's that?"

"Dad, who has been dead for twenty years, plus some blood, can be exchanged for the death of his rival Huang Million, it's a good deal!"

Master Ren was silent.

Daddy's corpse, and his own and his daughter's blood?

It's a good deal indeed.

But for this deal, he would rather exchange it for money!

After all, he still pays a lot of attention to family affection.

But the current situation.

Is it useful for him to refuse?

It seems to have seen Master Ren's thoughts.

The corners of Ning Yu's mouth were silently hooked.

"Of course, it's okay if you don't agree, Master Ren, but I can never fail when I make a move."

"If you don't pay me, I'll have to take it myself."

"What happened then... I'm afraid it won't be what you want to see! "

As soon as this remark came out.

Master Ren instantly remembered the other party's methods.

His body trembled involuntarily.

Seeing this, Ning Yu comforted.

"Oh, relax, aren't I still here to talk to you?"

"Promise! I promise you! "

"As long as you don't hurt me and Tingting, I promise you anything!"

See the purpose achieved.

Ning Yu smiled slightly.

"Master Ren is really a person who does great things!"

"I'll give you three days, you and Tingting each have a pound of blood, can you do it?"

Master Ren breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, not as much as he thought.

If it was five pounds or eight pounds, he and Ren Tingting would not have to live.

"I know Mr. Ning, I will give it to you in three days."

"Well, nice to work with."

"By the way, I'll be living in Ren's Mansion these days, don't bother Master Ren, right?"

"No trouble, no trouble!"

looked at Ning Yu's departing back.

This moment.

Master Ren wanted to cry without tears.

Why did you ask for this evil star?

Forthwith.

Master Ren thought of asking Uncle Nine yesterday to discuss the matter of moving the grave.

I couldn't help but shake my head helplessly.

"Butler, let's go to Yizhuang for a run..."

Night.

Looking at the butler holding the ocean in front of him.

Uncle Nine couldn't help frowning the conspicuous eyebrows.

"Isn't Master Ren moving the grave?"

"That's right, Uncle Nine, the master said, these oceans will be regarded as a reward for delaying your time."

Looking at the ocean handed over by the butler.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but feel a little hot.

With this money, he can live a lot better.

But in the end, Uncle Nine shook his head and refused.

"I don't need a housekeeper, I haven't helped you anything, I can't accept this."

The two excused themselves, but Uncle Nine still didn't ask for it in the end.

Look at the other party's departing back.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

When he first drank foreign tea, he tried his best to dissuade Master Ren from moving his grave.

It's better to be still than to be still.

But Master Ren still insisted on moving the grave.

Why don't you move all of a sudden?

Want to open it?

Instinctively, Uncle Nine felt that something was wrong.

Then.

Wencai Qiusheng came over sneakily.

He said with regret on his face.

"Master, why don't you take the money!"

"Yes, yes, with these oceans, we can at least eat and drink for a year, and we can change into a few new clothes."

glared at the two of them angrily.

"A gentleman loves money, and he takes it in the right way!"

"We didn't do anything for anyone, how can we collect money!"

"Aren't you a Taoist priest, what does it have to do with a gentleman..."

Hear the muttering of the literary talent.

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to fight.

At this time, Wen Cai hurriedly spoke.

"Master, don't fight! I have something big to say! "

"I don't believe it."

Syllable!

"Ahh Master, don't fight! Something's really wrong, Huang Million is dead! "

"The death is a little weird, it seems that a ghost killed someone, his family found me today, and said that you will go and see it tomorrow!"

"What? How did you tell me something so important? "

"Then you didn't ask..."

Uncle Nine: ???

"Rebel, take my punch!"