I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 655 Ghostbuster Co., Ltd.: Book from Heaven

Dusk hour.

School for boys.

Leslie Cheung, who was teaching the [Sword Finger] spell to the students, looked up at the sky, closed the book with a snap, and said, "Let's come here first today, students, get out of class."

"Goodbye, teacher." More than 60 people stood up in unison and shouted in unison.

Leslie Cheung was very satisfied with their current performance, raised his hand and put the book of heaven under his arm, and walked out of the classroom first.

After he left, a group of boys gathered together in twos and threes, talking and laughing as they walked towards the cafeteria.

Anita Mui's idea of ​​dividing boys' and girls' schools was not a whim, but a long-awaited plan. Therefore, the boy's area and the girl's area she divided each have a cafeteria and corresponding living facilities.

Compared with her, Leslie Cheung's reason for setting up the enchantment is relatively pure. On the one hand, he is happy to see the results, and on the other hand, he is fighting back against her practice of drawing the enchantment.

"Director Bi, look."

Surrounded by more than a dozen young men with high EQ, Bi Wen walked towards the cafeteria. He was smiling at first, but was suddenly elbowed twice. Before he could get angry, the other party pointed to a place.

"What am I looking at..."

Bi Wen endured the anger in his heart, followed the staff's fingers with his eyes, and the scolding stopped abruptly.

But under the beautiful sunset, Ye Ling in a red dress was sitting in the gazebo with a card in his mouth, facing an easel, facing all of them diagonally.

The golden light of the setting sun hit her face and fell on the ends of her hair, setting it off exquisitely, charming but not bewitching, making the 63 male colleagues who passed by here stop in place, staring at the beautiful scenery in awe.

"It's finished, let's take a look."

After a long time, Qin Yao, who was standing behind the drawing board, put down his brush and said with a smile.

Ye Ling reached out and took off the cards in his mouth, strode to the easel, looked at the bright and moving girl in red on the drawing paper, and couldn't help showing a touch of amazement in his eyes.

"The painting is really good." She instinctively wanted to reach out and touch the painting, but she was afraid that her fingers would hurt the painting, so her slender palm paused in front of the painting.

Qin Yao took off the painting and handed it to her: "I'll give it to you."

"Ah?" Ye Ling was slightly taken aback.

"Don't like it?"

Ye Ling shook his head again and again: "No, no, I like it very much..."

Not far away, watching the ambiguous interaction between the two of them, a group of old and young men seemed to have overturned the vinegar jar in their hearts, and pepper powder in their eyes, feeling sad and jealous, and emotionally turbulent.

"It's too much!" Bengal silently clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

Luo Ba's eyes were fixed on the pavilion under the setting sun, and his heart was about to break when he saw the shyness of the goddess holding the scroll and lowering her head.

It was worse than killing him.

"Director Bi, don't you want to say something?" Bengal asked.

Bi Wen spread his hands: "What do you mean? That's life, and we're all living?

Or, fight hard young people, as long as you are willing to endure hardships and make progress, you will be able to be like him in the future?
Wake up, you are just the protagonists in your own life, not the protagonists of this world, you don’t have a house, car or ticket, and you still want a pony? "

When Bi Wen was educating these boys as someone who had experienced it, Bi Wen was actually a little bit happy in his heart.

The east side is not bright, the west side is bright, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Another village.

This director Qin is so open and aboveboard to show his love to the little secretary, so he probably won't compete with him for Mr. Jian, right?
It is undeniable that in terms of appearance alone, Ye Ling has an advantage over Mr. Jane, but Mr. Jane is rich!

With the blessing of the halo of money, Mr. Jian's charm is almost infinite.Ye Ling, the little goblin, gave up as soon as he let it go. What he lost in the East and what he gained in Sangyu, this wave is not a loss.

That night.

After dinner, Bengal lay on the bed, Ye Ling and Qin Yao kept flashing in his mind, thinking that they might be communicating deeply now, he felt very uncomfortable.

Grabbing the side of the bed, he poked his head and saw that Luo Ba, who was getting off the bed, was even more unbearable. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, lying flat on the bed, staring blankly at the top.

"Bang bang."

Meng Jia stretched his hand and patted the side of the bed, asking, "Robar, are you willing?"

"The matter has come to this, so what if you are not reconciled?" Luo Bar sighed.

Bengal suddenly jumped off the top bunk, clapped his hands in the dormitory where more than 60 people lived, and said, "Brothers, listen to me."

Without a mobile phone to play, a group of male colleagues who were so bored lying on the bed and masturbating, sat up when they heard the call, and looked up at Bangladesh.

Bengal has worked as a salesman for more than ten years. He has his own thinking logic for grasping human nature. He pokes at the pain points of everyone with a single sentence: "This is the first day. There are still fourteen days left on the mountain. Can you bear it?" In the next two weeks, I won't even be able to see a woman, but some people will sing and sing every night, and even show affection in front of you?"

"I can't bear it." A colleague who has a good impression of Ye Ling said loudly.

"Yes, I can't bear it, and I can't bear it either." Bengal said: "So I think we have to do something, otherwise the acid will die in the next fourteen days."

"Bangla, I advise you not to humiliate yourself." Bi Wen said, "With Qin Yao's physique, one can beat you four."

Bengal: "I'm not a fool, how could I choose to confront him head-on? The most important thing to be a human being is to know how to use your brain."

"Don't be foolish, tell me quickly, what's your plan?" Bi Wen said curiously.

Although he won't go against Qin Yao, and he doesn't recommend his subordinates to provoke Qin Yao, but if he can hit the other side, he is still very happy to see it succeed.

The hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife has been a blood feud since ancient times.Although Ye Ling is not his wife, she was once the target of his strategy!
From welcoming to hating, sometimes it's that simple.

"On this resort mountain, in terms of strength, we are definitely not the opponents of that big man, but this does not mean that the opponent can do whatever they want."

Bengal's eyes shone brightly, and he said confidently: "After recruiting Director Qin, Ms. Jian recruited Master Zhang and Master Mei. Obviously, she wanted to make the two sides check and balance each other. What does this mean?"

"What does it mean?" A male colleague asked like a joke.

Bengal: "Stupid! This shows that Master Zhang and Master Mei have the strength to check and balance Director Qin. As long as we persuade Master Zhang to take action against Director Qin, we will definitely end the latter's unscrupulous life."

"You can't convince Master Zhang." Bi Wen said with certainty.

"Why?" Robert questioned.

Bi Wen: "Don't think that you are the only ones who are smart, and Master Zhang is not stupid. There is no conflict of interest between him and Qin Yao for the time being. It is completely whimsical for you to rely on your words to persuade him."

"There is no conflict of interest for the time being. We can brainwash him to make him think that there is a conflict of interest between them." Bengal said: "We can focus on Miss Jane's checks and balances... We can tell Master Zhang honestly, Only by breaking this layer of checks and balances and the family dominates, and thus become Miss Jian's only reliance, can the greatest benefits be obtained."

Bi Wen asked back: "I still say the same thing, don't treat Master Zhang as a fool, are you sure he can't see your brainwashing behavior? Don't be educated by the other party if you fail to be brainwashed."

Bengal was very depressed, and said: "This is not okay, and that is not okay. I wonder what Director Bi has to say?"

Bi Wen hesitated for a moment, and a strange color flashed in his eyes: "You all noticed in class today, Master Zhang has a heavenly book in his hand. If you can steal this heavenly book, maybe we can find our way from it."

Leslie Cheung had the same idea as Anita Mui, the more spells were taught in just [-] days, the less likely these male students would succeed in learning, so he only taught them the spell [Sword Finger].

As for Bi Wen, after such a godsend opportunity, how could learning just one spell satisfy his appetite?

What's more, he also knew that Leslie Cheung would not teach the spells he wanted, such as clairvoyance, wall penetration, invisibility, and the four-piece suit of picking yin and nourishing yang.

Under such circumstances, there may be a glimmer of hope for these boys to use their jealousy towards Qin Yao to encourage them to steal the Heavenly Book.

Even if the four-piece set is not complete, it would be worthwhile to get two or three pieces...

The next day.

After class, Leslie Cheung was taking a bath in the bathroom. The light suddenly went out, and the water heater stopped working. The cold groundwater poured on his body, making him jolt up.

"Okay, bastards, you want to punish me!" Leslie Cheung stretched out his hand to wipe off the foam on his face, a flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, he saw things at night, and fetched a bath towel from the air, quickly wiped off the water marks on his body, and put it on immediately Bathrobes, slowly walking towards the control room of the electric switch.

However, he is clever, but he is not a prophet. What he didn't expect was that this group of students didn't just want to play tricks, they had clear goals and specific division of labor.

Therefore, just after he left the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, a group of people came in with an oil lamp, exchanged a stack of white papers from Leslie Cheung's cloth bag for the bible, and immediately disappeared, and returned to the boy with the bible. bedroom.

Just when the two students who turned off the switch were being educated by Leslie Cheung, in the dormitory, Bi Wen stood in the crowd, and with excitement, he opened the first page of the heavenly scriptures, and a stick figure of an immortal Taoist immediately appeared in the crowd eye.

Bi Wen only thought it was an ordinary illustration, and subconsciously turned it over. Unexpectedly, after twisting it for a while, he failed to open the second page. At the same time, the Taoist illustration suddenly opened his mouth , asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Ghost!"

Bi Wen was almost scared to pee, and subconsciously threw the heavenly book in his hand out. Unexpectedly, the book did not fall to the ground that day, but was suspended in mid-air, with the Taoist portrait facing all the students.

"You are the ghost. Use your brain to think about it. Can ghosts be drawn on the heavenly book?"

Hearing what the Taoist said, everyone gradually calmed down. Bi Wen looked around, but seeing no one spoke, he said, "You're not a ghost, so what are you?"

"I am the soul of the Heavenly Book."

The Taoist looked at the group of rookies and asked, "What do you want to do by stealing the heavenly book?"

In front of so many people, Bi Wen couldn't reveal his dirty thoughts, so he said solemnly: "We are not stealing the heavenly book, but want to borrow the heavenly book to punish the wicked."

Taoist: "What wicked person?"

"Actually, it can't be said that he is a villain. To be precise, he is a person who has aroused public outrage. Everyone thinks that is not the case!" Bi Wen turned his head and asked.

"Yes." Bangladesh responded immediately.

"That's right, that's right." Others said one after another.

As long as it doesn't kill someone, the Taoist doesn't care who is right, so he asked, "How do you want to punish each other?"

"Let him run naked in the girls' dormitory." Someone suggested.

"Impossible." Bengal objected to this, saying: "If all the girls can see his body, won't he make money?"

"I think it's fine to drive him down the mountain by himself, there's no need to make the other party look bad." Luo Bar said.

"If we don't let him make a fool of himself once, how can we smooth out the resentment in our hearts?" A colleague who was afraid that the matter would not be serious shouted.

And this kind of jealousy caused by jealousy has not surprisingly won the approval of many people.

"Then put it together and let him run down the mountain naked." Mengla said.

"Are you sure?" The Soul of the Heavenly Book asked.

"I'm sure." Everyone discussed in low voices, and finally gave a definite answer.

The soul of the heavenly book nodded slightly, and controlled the heavenly book to float in front of them, laying it flat and flat: "If you want me to help you, it's okay, but the help is not for nothing. I need all of you to bite your fingers and drip blood on me. Then bow down to me."

"Is it so troublesome to bleed?" Hearing this, someone retreated.

The soul of Tianshu said in a deep voice: "You can only gain if you give up. I am not related to you, or even have nothing to do with you. If you don't pay me, why should I help you?"

"Isn't it just a drop of blood? It's not like letting you drink other people's blood. Are you afraid of getting sick because of it?!" Mengla said loudly.

"Then you come first." Bi Wen said.

"I'll come first, I'll come first." Bengal said, and came to the heavenly book first, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the Taoist portrait.

Miraculously, the blood fell on the paper and was absorbed by the portrait in an instant without leaving any red marks.

After having the leader, the psychological burden of the latecomers was greatly reduced. They lined up, bit their fingers, and dripped blood. In the end, more than 60 people knelt down to salute the heavenly book together.

"Okay, let's all get up."

The soul of the heavenly book faced everyone, and said calmly: "Now, you can choose one person, and take me to the outside of the other party's room. The closer you are to him, the better the spellcasting effect will be."

"I come!"

Bi Wen volunteered and shouted.

Everyone was a little surprised, why the always cautious Director Bi took the initiative this time.But it was strange, but no one competed with him for this job.

After all, no matter what, carrying the Heavenly Book to murder Director Qin is more or less risky.

Not long after, Bi Wen went out with the Heavenly Book in his arms. After leaving the men's dormitory far away, he suddenly asked, "Tianshu, Tianshu, do you know how to see through eyes, pass through walls, invisibility, and gather yin and replenish yang?"

(End of this chapter)