I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 53: Comprehension · Growth
"Junior Brother, that Progressive Club member is here again."

evening.

Inside Yizhuang.

Qin Yao was concentrating on drawing talismans in the lobby when he saw Wen Cai hurried in and said loudly.

"Which name?"

"It's not the one that is particularly annoying, it's the one that is generally annoying."

Qin Yao: "..."

This describes.

Although it is a bit of nonsense, it is amazing that it does explain who it is.

"The visitor is a guest, please come in." Shaking his head, Qin Yao hung up his brush and said.

Later, Yun Mu followed Wen Cai with a solemn expression, and walked into the lobby, stabbing Qin Yao with sharp eyes like a sharp knife.

"What do you need from me?" Qin Yao asked calmly.

"Kou Heng is missing."

"This is not a police station. Missing persons are not under my control."

"Did you do it?"

"I do not understand what you are saying."

Yun Mu was silent for a long time, lowered his eyes and said: "The Progressive Society...is gone, and no one will trouble you again in the future."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Are you here to announce the good news to me?"

Yun Mu: "..."

This guy is not a son of man.

"You don't look surprised at all." After a moment of silence, Yun Mu asked suspiciously, "Did you already know something?"

"You and I can't talk about this." Qin Yao waved his hand: "Whether the Progressive Society exists or dies, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a businessman who sells ghost paper, and I don't care about other things."

Yun Mu pursed his lips, and said seriously: "Besides asking about Kou Heng, I'm here to see you, and I have one more question to ask."

"You said."

"Are there really ghosts in the world?"

Qin Yao was stunned: "You are... I'm sorry, you must be really stimulated. I understand your current mood very well."

Yun Mu remained silent, just staring at him.

"Duk, duk, duk..."

Qin Yao tapped lightly on the table, thought for a moment, and then called softly: "Xiao Wenjun, come out and talk to this young master."

The beautiful female ghost walked slowly from the void, blinked her eyes, and looked cute: "What do I want to say?"

Hell suddenly, Yun Mu couldn't help but took a few steps back.

This is because Xiao Wenjun is good-looking. If she looks a little fierce, he won't have to take a few steps back.

"You've finished talking." Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Go and play."

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

"I see." Yun Mu's expression kept changing, and finally he cupped his hands, turned around and said, "Let me take my leave."

Qin Yao silently watched his figure disappear in front of the door, and four words suddenly popped up in his mind: rootless duckweed.

Obviously a few days ago, he was still carrying a momentum that he didn't dare to invade, but in the blink of an eye, this momentum was defeated, and it seemed to take away all his energy.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little more sentimental in his heart. He subconsciously picked up the brush and wrote the word "Quan" on the yellow talisman.

"What does he do? It feels so strange to me." Xiao Wenjun said.

Qin Yao glanced at her: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

Soon.

The female ghost floated out of the lobby with slander in her heart, sat on the wall, dangling her long legs, thinking silently.

In order to gain a chance to break the situation, she did not hesitate to hand over her soul.

In this case, although she could escape, the price of escape was too high for her to bear.

However, the Dao is fifty and the sky is fourty-nine. There is no absolute in everything, and there is a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

As long as the person who is the soul dies, she can regain her freedom.

So, her biggest problem now is how to get rid of that bastard silently.

After much deliberation, the female ghost didn't come up with a great idea, but her thinking went astray unconsciously...

I don't know if this guy is close to women.

Concentrating on practicing from evening until late at night, Qin Yao, who was warm all over, silently felt the mana power growing in his body, let out a long breath, and a smile flashed across his face.

As I said earlier, although his real combat strength is comparable to that of a land master, his spiritual cultivation is only at the third level of a human master.

What is the concept of the triple division of human beings?

The mana in the dantian is just a small ball, which is a little bigger than a goose egg when viewed directly.

Not to mention driving the flying sword, even higher-level yellow talismans can't be drawn.That's why when fighting, Qin Yao likes to use his perverted body to crush...

Having said that, is there a shortcut to talisman practice?
The answer is yes.

There are even many.

But the problem is that Qin Yao can't use any of them now, so he can only transfer mana through drawing symbols, turn them into magic symbols, and then absorb the magic power in the symbols back into his body to form a small Zhoutian.

Qin Yao heard from Uncle Jiu before that in the past, the practice of talisman cultivation was not so troublesome, basically like ordinary monks, they practiced by absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

It’s just that everyone knows what happened later, the spiritual energy in the world gradually dried up for unknown reasons, and the monks began to retreat from the market to deep mountains and old forests, famous mountains and rivers, and even the vast ocean, looking for a glimmer of life in cultivating the Tao.Comparatively speaking, talisman cultivation is a little bit better, at least it can form a small cycle of heaven and earth through drawing talismans, and enhance the mana in the body...

Three watch days.

Qin Yao let out a breath, hung up the brush, and was about to clean up the messy table when a cup of hot tea flew in from outside the house.

"Xiao Wenjun, what are you doing?"

"You're tired from practicing, drink a cup of hot water." Xiao Wenjun manifested and said with a smile.

Qin Yao looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't spit in it, did you?"

Xiao Wenjun's smile froze.

My old lady is a ghost, a ghost!

Where is the saliva coming from!
"Of course not. I just want to vomit, but I can't vomit."

"Did you poison me? If you poison me, you will be free again." Qin Yao said afterwards.

Xiao Wenjun was shocked.

It wasn't that she really poisoned the water, but that she was worried that the other party would see her thoughts.

This stinky Taoist priest is already very difficult to deal with, if he keeps on guard against her in every possible way, how can he possibly escape?
"Why don't you talk?" Qin Yao said with a half-smile: "Is it true poisoning?"

"A good heart is like a donkey's liver and lungs. Do you want to drink it or not?" Xiao Wenjun said angrily, put the tea cup on the table heavily, turned around and flew out of the lobby.

Qin Yao looked down at the tea in front of him, smiled slightly, and began to tidy up the talisman papers on the table.

Outside the window, Xiao Wenjun stared at Qin Yao's figure without blinking, and kept thinking in his heart: drink, you should drink!

She didn't poison the tea, but she did put something in it.

However, to her disappointment, Qin Yao did not touch the cup of tea from the beginning to the end.

"Hey, the freedom I want!" Watching Qin Yao walk out of the lobby door, Xiao Wenjun couldn't help lamenting his bleak fate.

At this moment, I don't know if God heard her call, but Qin Yao actually walked back and picked up the cup of hot water on the table...

(End of this chapter)