I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 904
"nameless……"

Sanqi subconsciously called out.

"What's nameless?" The ghost came across the door with two sabers in his hands, looking around with a certain majesty.

Sanqi took a deep look at the official uniform on his body, and asked, "Who are you?"

"My official Zhao Li, brat, who are you?"

"My name is Sanqi, and I'm Po Meng here."

Zhao Li looked surprised: "It is said that Meng Po is the number one beauty in Jiuquan, why is she such a young girl?"

"You're talking about my mother, she's gone out." Sanqi explained.

Zhao Li was stunned, and then glanced at Qin Yao and Uncle Jiu, and finally fell on the white-haired Taoist: "You two, master and apprentice, come with me, and meet the King of Pluto, and wait to see what happens."

"Master Guicha, take care, I'm just an incarnation of divine sense." The white-haired Taoist pointed back at himself and said seriously.

"It doesn't matter if you are a divine mind or a living soul, it is a serious crime to trespass into the underworld." Zhao Li said seriously.

The white-haired Taoist: "..."

"Don't you have anything to say? Just follow me if you have nothing to say." Zhao Li raised his head slightly and spoke in an official tone.

"Can my lord go out and have a talk?" the white-haired Taoist cupped his hands.

Zhao Li raised his eyebrows, vaguely guessed what the other party meant, and coughed dryly: "I have nothing to say in Zhuangzi, but I have something to say when I go out? Well, since you want to go out and talk, I will go with you."

Immediately, the two left Meng Po Zhuang one after the other.

Sanqi was really curious about what they would say, so she silently circulated her demonic power in her eyes and ears, closely following the figures of the two.

It's a pity that when the two came to the yellow sand field, the white-haired Taoist waved his arms, and the surrounding yellow sand was swept up by an unknown wind, and surrounded him and Zhao Li into a golden yellow sand The round ball, while blocking the prying eyes of the gods, completely put an end to the occurrence of the wall having ears.

"hateful!"

Sanqi pinched her waist with both hands, and said angrily.

Qin Yao had a half-smile but not a smile: "You can guess things that you can guess, but do you still need to peep?"

Sanqi was taken aback, and worked very hard to use his brain, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said excitedly: "I understand, that Taoist priest wants to bribe Zhao Li!"

"He wants to bribe Zhao Li, not you. Why are you so excited?" Qin Yao looked puzzled.

"The Zhao official is just an ordinary errand, but now I am the master of the underworld. The old Taoist even has to deal with the Zhao official, so why not deal with me?" Sanqi said righteously.

Qin Yao blinked, and suddenly laughed: "It makes sense! They are all officials of the underworld, why should we rely on bribes to solve Zhao officials, but not us?"

"Ah?" Sanqi said in amazement, "You want it too?"

"If you see it, you want it. Why don't we want it? Aren't we ghost messengers?" Qin Yao said loudly.

Changsheng: "..."

These two don't look like good people now!
Shaoyan, the white-haired Taoist came back alone, and said calmly, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"It's okay." Sanqi chuckled and asked, "What about Zhao Li?"

"Oh...he said he had something to do, so he left first."

Sanqi didn't know the ways of the world, and he didn't know how to be tactful, so he asked on the spot: "What gift did you give Zhao Li?"

The white-haired Taoist: "?"

Is this little girl trying to investigate corruption and accept bribes?
"If you don't say it, you, you..." Seeing that he was stunned and silent, Sanqi quickly conceived a threat, when he caught a glimpse of Changsheng from the corner of his eye, it suddenly lit up: "If you don't tell me, don't even think about taking your apprentice away."

The white-haired Taoist: "..."

This is completely different from the content of the story he imagined!

"Master, I don't want to stay here." At this time, Chang Sheng shouted very cooperatively.

The white-haired Taoist took a deep breath, and said in a calm voice, "I gave him a piano instead of seeing him at first sight. Isn't this considered corruption and bribery?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count." Sanqi waved his hand and smiled naively: "Master Daoist, I also feel like old friends at first sight, what are you going to give me?"

The white-haired Taoist: "?"

What is this called?

Threatening and luring, taking money from people?

How could she do such a thing at such a young age? !
"Does the Taoist think that she eats ugly, so I can't stand it?" Looking at the sour cheeks of the old Taoist, Qin Yao asked with a smile.

The white-haired Taoist's chest heaved and heaved, and he said sharply: "The majestic Lord of the Underworld, openly extorting bribes from others, this kind of behavior is no longer a matter of being ugly or not, it is a lawless and reckless act."

Qin Yao said lightly: "Why is the Daoist so double-standard? You bribed Zhao Li, and you thought it was a contingency. But Zhao Li is a ghost, so Sanqi is not? What makes you think that Sanqi and Zhao Li no the same?"

The white-haired Taoist's face froze, he hardly thought about it, and the answer emerged in his heart.

Probably because in terms of blood relationship, I am the biological father of the other party.

Three seven three seven, three plus seven is ten, and his name is Chen Shi.

"Forget it, what do you want?" Soon after, Chen Shi turned his head to look at Sanqi, suppressing his anger.

Sanqi thought and thought, and suddenly looked at the endless golden sand sea: "I want this yellow spring to be full of flowers."

Chen Shi twitched his cheeks and said decisively, "I can't do it!"

Sanqi: "Then how far can you do it?"

Chen Shi was silent for a moment, then summoned a bag with his hands, and threw it at the opponent in the air.

"Crack." Sanqi raised his hands and took the bag in his hand, wondering: "What's in it?"

"Bi'an flower, also known as Manzhushahua, can adapt to the soil and climate of Huangquan." Meng Qi's youthful appearance suddenly flashed in Chen Shi's mind, and he said in a low voice.

There are no flowers or leaves in the eight hundred miles of Huangquan, only yellow sand sweeping across the sky. This is also the scenery that Meng Qi is tired of seeing.

When we met that year, in order to win Meng Qi's favor, Chen Shi tried his best to find all kinds of classics, and finally found a few words in an ancient book, saying that Manzhushahua can adapt to all kinds of extreme climates and soils.

Later, he tried his best to search for information, and finally found this plant in the ends of the world, so he took such a bag of flower seeds, and wanted to accompany Meng Qi to plant the flower seeds all over Huangquan after marriage.

Unexpectedly, on the day of his wedding, he regretted it. He didn't want to guard a woman and endure thousands of years of loneliness in this world of nothing.

That day, he tried his best to escape from Huangquan, but he didn't just throw away the flower seed.

Now, it comes in handy.

"Can this flower seed really bloom?" Sanqi took out a seed from the kit and asked suspiciously.

"It's really possible." Chen Shi said firmly: "Bianhua, as long as there is spiritual energy, it can adapt to all harsh environments."

"What's your name?" Sanqi asked suddenly.

Chen Shi was stunned for a moment, then said slowly, "My name is Chen Shi."

"How do you write the word after that?"

"Pick up and pick up."

Sanqi smiled: "Chen Shi, I've made a note. If the flowers on the other side don't bloom in the future, don't blame me for troubling you."

Chen Shi: "..."

"You guys continue to chat, I'll find a pot first, and plant these flowers." Sanqi waved his hand, and ran out of the hall in a hurry.

Watching her leave the main hall, Chen Shi pursed his lips, and said to Qin Yao and his apprentice: "I have a heartless request, and I would like to ask you two for help."

"Wait a minute." Qin Yao said, waving his arms.

A bad premonition suddenly emerged in Chen Shi's heart: "What's the matter?"

Qin Yao pointed at himself and Uncle Jiu: "The priest may not know something, we two are also ghosts."

Chen Shi: "..."

He understood the meaning of the other party almost instantly.

But just because I understood it in seconds, my mentality collapsed.

Why are ghosts in Huangquan like this? !
Qin Yao chuckled: "Master Daoist, you have benefited Zhao Li and Panax notoginseng, so you can't help us both?"

Chen Shi was full of misery, but he was helpless, and said as if he had no love in his life: "Apart from the two of you, there are no other ghosts, right?"

Qin Yao nodded heavily: "It's just the two of us."

Chen Shi sighed, waved his hands and said, "What do you two want?"

Qin Yao said, "I want resources."

Uncle Jiu thought for a while, and then slowly said: "I see that your beard and hair are all white, and you have an immortal demeanor. I don't know how long you will live?"

Chen Shi coughed lightly, and said quite complacently: "As of this year, 630 is already one year old."

"How is the state of the real body?" Uncle Jiu said again.

"It's only a thin line from becoming an immortal and becoming an ancestor."

Uncle Jiu nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I want your life's cultivation experience."

Chen Shi was dumbfounded: "I don't have the habit of recording my spiritual insights, how can this be given to you?"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and pointed: "Sit down and discuss the Tao, and explain it in detail."

Chen Shi thought about it again and again, and finally agreed: "Okay, I will explain it in detail as much as possible. As for resources..."

He flipped his hands and summoned a pure white lotus that released a little bit of divine brilliance, facing Qin Yao, and said sincerely: "This thing is the greatest opportunity I have encountered in my 600-year practice career. Divine power. It's a pity that I don't have a god position, and I am destined to have no blessings to enjoy it. I will borrow flowers to offer you today, and I hope you will be satisfied."

Qin Yao reached out to catch the lotus, sensing the surging divine power within it, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

This energy is only stronger than Meng Qi's Yaodan!
A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass.

"Does the Taoist priest have any other questions?" Chen Shi asked again.

Holding a white lotus in his hand, Qin Yao chuckled and said, "What if I don't say enough?"

Chen Shi brushed off his sleeves in a leisurely manner, and said seriously: "That would break through my bottom line, and I can only complain to Hades through other springs."

Qin Yao nodded: "Then I have no problem, please go ahead, both of you."

Afterwards, Uncle Jiu and Chen Shi sat down face to face, and Chen Shi started to talk about his perception of Taoism when he first came into contact with it, with a sincere attitude.

Uncle Jiu listened quietly, and when he came across something he was interested in, he would ask a question, and Chen Shidang would explain it in detail.

Qin Yao held a white lotus in his hand, turned around and walked to the door, and as he walked, the white lotus in his hand disappeared.

"Flower, flower, when will you sprout."

At this moment, Sanqi was sitting on a rattan chair in the courtyard with a flower pot in his arms, mumbling something.

"Don't tell me, Chen Shi, it needs spiritual energy to germinate and bloom." Qin Yao came to her and sat on the rattan chair opposite her.

"Spiritual energy irrigation..." Sanqi blinked, unexpectedly cute: "Is the spiritual energy in my body okay?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "You are a demon, and the spiritual energy in your body is demonic energy. The manjusawa flower watered by the demonic energy may turn into a demonic flower, the kind that takes people's soul away."

"Then what should we do?" Sanqi said disappointedly.

Qin Yao lifted up his robe, folded his right leg on top of his left, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair: "Grandma Meng's tears have magical powers, which can make iron trees bloom, and Manzhushahua is no problem."

"My tears?" Sanqi pointed to his nose with his backhand, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Qin Yao nodded: "Yes, your tears."

Sanqi pursed her lips, put the flowerpot close to her face, tried hard to think about her sad things, frowned, shrugged her nose, pursed her mouth, and finally said dejectedly: "I can't cry..."

Qin Yao: "No sad things?"

"No."

Qin Yao pondered and said, "Do you need me to help you?"

Sanqi's eyes brightened: "I need it, of course I need it. My biggest wish now is to see the flowers on the other side bloom."

Qin Yao thought for a while and said softly: "Do you know what fatherly love is? Have you ever felt fatherly love? Others have fathers, but you don't. Don't you feel lost?"

Sanqi: "I don't know what a father's love is, I have never felt a father's love, but I have a mother's love, as long as my mother is still there, I will never be lost."

Qin Yao: "..."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Your mother left you, won't you be sad?"

"She just left for a short time, and she will come back eventually." Sanqi said.

Qin Yao: "..."

"Other children have toys, all kinds of delicacies, and can enjoy all kinds of scenery, but you, only these eight hundred miles of sand and sea are your companions, aren't you alone, aren't you lonely?"

"Don't I still have you here?" Sanqi asked back.

"We're all going to leave eventually!"

"But Auntie will come back eventually."

Qin Yao: "..."

He got it.

Meng Qi is the armor on Sanqi's weakness, as long as Meng Qi is still alive, even if he is not in the underworld, Sanqi's life will not be gloomy, without pain, it is naturally difficult to produce tears.

"How about I beat you up and make you cry?"

Sanqi: "?"

Listen.

Is this what people say?
"Beat me up, and you'll be fine in two days, but your flowers are blooming." Qin Yao persuaded.

Sanqi frantically shook her head: "Aniang has never hit me."

Qin Yao had no choice but to give up: "By the way, will there be tears in your eyes when you yawn?"

Sanqi: "I don't yawn."

"Then when you're sleepy..."

"Sleep when you're tired."

Qin Yao: "..."

Forget it, he can't help with this.

"I'm a demon, you're not." Sanqi's heart moved, and he gently placed the flower pot on the table: "Your spiritual energy can also help me water the flowers."

Qin Yao looked directly into her eyes and said, "If that's the case, then does this potted flower still belong to your Manzhushahua?!"

Sanqi blinked, unable to tell what emotion caused it, but actually extinguished the idea of ​​begging the other party to cast a spell...

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