Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Zhou Jingzhi waved her hand: "The wedding continues!"

Ji Mingzhao quietly looked back at the old lady's reaction, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't show any displeasure.

This scene can finally come to an end.

"Where is the groom's wife?" the old lady in the audience suddenly asked.

Ji Mingzhao looked around, winked at Qingxi, and extended a hand to Qingxi.

Qingxi said in her heart that I was not the one to witness the marriage. The bridegroom’s wife was the one to witness the marriage to the new wife?What is this rule...

But thinking carefully about how messy the show was, and she was not the only one left, he held Ji Mingzhao's hand calmly.

The audience was suddenly in an uproar again: "The wedding witness is actually the groom's wife?!"

Another monk marveled: "I didn't expect it. It's really an ingenious design. It's so wonderful."

"……Are you OK?"

"What can I do? I have never seen such a show. Now it seems to be quite interesting."

"...As long as you are happy."

The performance on stage continues.

The wedding witness is now in the position of a newlywed, but she is still very dedicated: "I worship the heaven and the earth!"

Ji Mingzhao and Xue Wen bowed down, while Qingxi stood beside them and did not kneel down together.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

Ji Mingzhao still covered his face with his fan, not daring to look at Xue Wen. He couldn't lower his head no matter what, especially knowing that the guy in front of him had evil thoughts towards her and wanted to marry her like this.

"Bye!"

"Bye!"

When the audience saw this key point, they were so anxious that they wanted to go on stage and press down Ji Mingzhao's head.

"I'll be fine with you." Qingxi leaned close to Ji Mingzhao's ear and whispered to her.

Ji Mingzhao finally made up his mind and finally bowed down.

With cheers from the audience, the play finally came to an end. The monks on the stage finally breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of how the play went, they could finally leave.

"Hold on."

Just when the monks were about to leave the stage through the exit door, the old lady in the audience slowly spoke.

The monks stopped immediately and subconsciously looked back at the old lady sitting under the stage.

The old lady took out her handkerchief again and wiped the corners of her mouth: "Where is my birthday greeting? Is this how you came empty-handed?"

……

Does the invited actor also need to prepare gifts for the host's family?
But the old lady had already spoken, so the monks could only respond in a low voice and began to search for some heavenly and earthly treasures in their pockets to offer.Zhou Jingzhi turned over his Cunjian bag. He had traveled around the world for many years, and everything he had was fed to his own magic weapon. It was really difficult to take out something valuable from Cunjian bag.

Old Ghost Sun had always been poor, but at this time he couldn't openly spread his hands. He could only pretend to be busy and see who could finally come up with something useful.

Zhang Ying does have some good things, but no one would take all his possessions with him when he goes out, especially when he goes out this time to save the souls of the dead. Who would have thought that he would end up in this ghost place and have everything touched all over his body? He only touched a dozen or so spiritual herbs that have been used for centuries to strengthen the foundation and nourish the body. In addition, there were a lot of elixirs. If there was really no other way, Zhang Ying thought of offering these elixirs. There would always be something filling. face.

And the three demon cultivators really did carry all their wealth with them, but no one wanted to just give away the treasure they had worked so hard for. The three demons seemed to look at each other, and they all pretended to be like old ghost Sun. Searching for it, rummaging aimlessly in the bag.

As for the juniors of Fumo Sect, Wanxiang Sect and Wanyan Sect, they have nothing valuable on their bodies. After turning over and over, the treasures of heaven and earth they hold are no more than a hundred years old.

Agu grabbed the sac around his waist and looked left and right. She was now the only treasure of the Wanyan sect. Song Weng loved her so much that it hurt like stars wouldn't give the moon. But this girl was an individual cultivator. , this body is the best weapon, all the talents and treasures can be fed into your mouth.

It is pitiful to see that the monks on this road are so poor that they can be said to have been poor for three generations to raise magical instruments. Those who hear it shed tears, and those who see it are still sad.

"Xu Guangbai, your silk!" Ji Mingzhao didn't know that the monks around her were all extremely poor. She knew that there must be treasures here, and she just wanted Xu Guangbai to be the first to offer them before the monks took out the treasures. The monks could only be silenced when they took the treasures of heaven and earth afterwards, and there was no point in robbing them openly.

Xu Guangbai was still rummaging around, and when he heard Ji Mingzhao's reminder, he remembered the silk that was gathering dust in an unknown corner of the cunjian bag: "Here it is."

"Hands up!"

Xu Guangbai was very obedient and immediately held the silk in both hands and brought it to the old lady.

"Old Madam, I wish you blessings like the East Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains. This silk silk is so smooth and bright that it can shine under the moonlight. Water cannot penetrate it and fire cannot penetrate it. My brother is not worthy of being a rough man, but he is worthy of the old Madam. Such a noble person is the most fitting."

Ji Mingzhao put on his most professional fake smile, showing his standard eight teeth, and was as flattering as Party B who hadn't opened in half a year.

The old lady glanced at the silk that Xu Guangbai held in front of her eyes, and then at the flattering Ji Mingzhao behind her. After a while, she finally nodded reluctantly: "I accept it."

Ji Mingzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all. He tried very hard to open his mouth to both sides, trying to show the ninth tooth: "Then old lady...our reward..."

"Isn't it better for you?" The old lady waved her hand towards the back of the stage impatiently, "Go to the back to receive the reward."

"Thank you old lady!"

Under Ji Mingzhao's operation, the monks who had not yet recovered were pushed all the way into the exit door by Ji Mingzhao, and this grand drama finally came to an end.

"I'm so exhausted..." Yan Qing was trembling all over when he came off the stage. He was not only tired, but also scared.

"That old lady, I feel so sexy just by looking at her." Qu Wen rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

"Be careful what you say." Zhou Jingzhi looked back at Yan Qing, but her words were addressed to Qu Wen.

"Fellow Taoist Ji is really a great talent," Zhang Ying said. The more he looked at Ji Mingzhao, the more he admired him. He even had the urge to poach him. "If Taoist friend is free, please come to Wanxiang Sect and sit down so that my master and disciple can repay the favor." This life-saving grace.”

After saying that, he took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Ji Mingzhao. This is the Wanxiang Sect's mountain pass certificate. Zhang Ying can brush his face when he goes up the mountain, and as long as Ji Mingzhao has this jade pendant, he can pass through the Wanxiang Sect unimpeded. .

"This is someone from my Demon Subduing Sect."

Zhang Ying's move to pry the corner of the wall was so obvious that even Zhou Jingzhi could see it. He quickly stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Ying. He would rather put down his etiquette and hold Zhang Ying's hand than let Zhang Ying give away the jade pendant. .

Ji Mingzhao looked around, and immediately knew that the aroma of his delicious food was so fragrant that it could not be hidden by the Fumo Sect alone. The Wanxiang Sect seemed to want to treat her as a guest. If she could leave, There are times when she is too close.

Zhang Ying gave in a few times and then gave in. Without further words, he felt that he was a little rude just now, so he explained to Zhou Jingzhi: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have no other intention. It's too rude."

Only then did Zhou Jingzhi realize that her family's delicious cakes were being smelled by others. The problem was that Ji Mingzhao's own cultivation level was too low and her ways were too wild. Even a monk at the Foundation Establishment level could control her with force. , this is a bit difficult to handle. (End of chapter)