I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 872
"Near the Shili Pavilion outside Langfang County, there is an abandoned villa. If you tidy it up a bit, it shouldn't be a problem to accommodate the few of us." Ning Caichen thought.

"Zhengyi Villa?" Qin Yao confirmed.

"How do you know?" Ning Caichen looked surprised.

Qin Yao secretly said: This is the place where the hero and heroine meet in the second part of A Chinese Ghost Story. As an "viewer", can I not know?

It's just that it's inconvenient to say this to Ning Caichen.

"I passed by there before when I went to Beijing, so I know it. Let's go, if we rush over now, we may be able to clean up the place before dark."

Ning Caichen didn't doubt that he was there, flattered his horse and said, "I'll lead the way."

At dusk, a group of people rushed to a dusty mountain villa, got off their horses, and led the horses into the half-opened manor.

"There's a sticker on the door."

Shaoyan, when they tied up their horses and came to the lobby one after another, Xiaoqian suddenly pointed to the tightly closed door and said.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a piece of yellow paper stuck on the door, on which was written in cinnabar: "There are ghosts in the manor, please don't live there."

"It must have been written by a mage," Yan Chixia said.

A name suddenly popped up in Qin Yao's mind: Yiye Zhiqiu!
This is the classic male supporting role in A Chinese Ghost Story 2. He was born in Kunlun, second only to Yan Chixia in strength. After killing the centipede essence, he died because his soul could not return to his body.

It can be said that they all died together, but in the end they died aggrievedly.

"With all of you here, ghosts should be afraid." Ning Caichen smiled and stretched out his hand to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, a chilly breath rushed over.

When everyone stepped over the threshold, they saw eight coffins neatly arranged in the main room, as if they had been given a warning.

"Is there a ghost in the coffin?" Ning Caichen was shocked, turned around and asked.

Qin Yao shook his head and ordered: "Xiaoqian, go upstairs and clean up the room. By the way, check to see if there are any traces of other people's living. If there is, change to another room."

Xiaoqian nodded slightly, tapped her toes lightly on the ground, and her body flew up into the air, reaching the second floor.

The others had no maids to call on, so they had to go upstairs to clean up by themselves.

evening.

A young Taoist with a big nose happily returned to the villa. As soon as he entered the garden, he saw many horses tied in different positions. His expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly came to the main hall: "Everyone, give me come out."

"Kakkaka..."

Accompanied by the sound of door pushing, Qin Yao, Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia, Xia Houyan, and Ning Caichen pushed open the door almost simultaneously, and stood in the corridor on the second floor looking down.

"Scholar Taoist ghost, what kind of combination are you?" the young man said in shock.

"We passed by here and plan to spend the night here," Qin Yao said.

The young Taoist pointed back at the door: "Didn't you see the warning I wrote?"

"We are not afraid of ghosts." Qin Yao said frankly.

"So you are also practitioners." The young Taoist suddenly realized, and cupped his hands and said, "The warlocks in Kunlun Mountain know about autumn leaves. I haven't asked you for advice?"

"Maoshan, Qin Yao."

"Kunlun School, Yan Chixia."

"Kunlun School, Xia Houyan."

"No sect, no sect, Ning Caichen."

"No sect, no sect, Nie Xiaoqian."

Everyone spoke one after another.

"Kunlun faction Yan Chixia?" Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the bearded man and said excitedly, "You are Yan Chixia, a famous judge in the 26 provinces of Guangdong and Guangxi?"

"It's me." Yan Chixia said.

"Hero, please accept me into the Kunlun School." Zhiqiu Yiye clasped his fists and said, "When I entered Kunlun, I wanted to join the Kunlun School. Unfortunately, due to some mistakes, I didn't have the chance to meet you."

Yan Chixia waved her hand, and said sincerely: "I see that your mana has already been achieved, obviously it has been inherited, and it is of little significance to join the Kunlun School."

Zhiqiu Yiye: "My body of Taoism was picked up from the dead, and I don't know where it was passed on. I can only be a casual cultivator. Only with a teacher can I have a foothold, and I will go out in the future. , you can say that he is a disciple of Kunlun."

Yan Chixia hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "Let's talk about it later, after all, this is the first time we have met, and we lack trust."

Seeing that he was not forceful in his refusal, Zhi Qiu Yiye was overjoyed: "Okay, I am willing to accept any form of test..."

That night.

The stars and the moon are dim, and the north wind is howling.

In a room on the second floor, Qin Yao held the inner alchemy of the tree demon in his palm, and his hands seemed to turn into a bottomless pit, continuously extracting the energy from the inner alchemy of the demon alchemy and putting it into his body.

Time passed slowly.

In the middle of the night, Ning Caichen was awakened by his bladder, trotted all the way downstairs, searched in the yard for a long time, and then remembered that there was no hut in this abandoned villa, so he simply found a secluded place and vented his anger.

While he was in comfort, he suddenly saw a group of ghosts carrying swords walking into the garden, so frightened that he quickly pulled up his pants and screamed loudly: "There are ghosts~~"

The group of "ghosts" were taken aback by him, and subconsciously turned their heads to look around. After watching for a while, they realized that they should be the ones they were talking about.

"A ghost?"

In the room on the second floor, Zhiqiu Yiye pushed open the window with a bang, and jumped out: "Zhiqiu Yiye is here, and the ghosts are cultivating wildly."

"Clang clang..."

When he jumped down, the ghost team drew their swords out of their sheaths and pointed at the comer.

"Draw the sword to me? Be sure." Zhi Qiu Yiye spit out mana in the palm of his hand, drew a talisman on the palm with his fingers, and rushed the talisman towards the two flying ghosts as he raised his hand.

The two ghosts were frozen in place in an instant, and a ghost dressed as Bai Wuchang shouted loudly: "Get out of his palm, his hand can play demon magic!"

This voice is a beautiful female voice, touching people's hearts.

"You are the demon technique, and I am a serious Taoist technique." Zhiqiu Yiye argued loudly, and quickly pushed his palm towards the others. After some fighting, all twelve ghosts were fixed in place.

"Strange, why don't these ghosts smell like ghosts at all?" Zhiqiu Yiye walked around among the ghosts, muttering to himself with surprise on his face.

"Because they are not ghosts at all, but human beings." Qin Yao led Yan Chixia and the others out, and said in a deep voice.

Zhiqiu Yiye Maosai suddenly realized, cast a spell on Bai Wuchang, and instantly released the other party's imprisonment: "Who are you, why are you pretending to be a ghost?"

"Who are you guys? What is the purpose of gathering in this abandoned villa?" Bai Wuchang asked.

"We are all passers-by, staying here for the time being." Qin Yao responded.

"Coincidentally, we are too." Bai Wuchang said cautiously.

Zhiqiu Yiye sneered and said: "Which passer-by would dress like this to pretend to be a ghost? Be honest, if you don't tell the truth, you will all be sent to see the official!"

(End of this chapter)