Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 20 Uncle Ming’s Character
"Can we go?"

"You can leave, but this is not your character, Uncle Ming."

"My personality? Do you think you know me well?"

Uncle Ming put down the spatula, wiped his hands on his nightgown, and lit a cigarette.

"Speaking of which, this matter was caused by you and me. We have to resolve the cause and effect, but..."

"Uncle Ming is afraid that Maoshan Technique will not be effective against those werewolves?" Yin Xiu asked.

Uncle Ming rolled his eyes at him, "My Mao family's Maoshan skills are profound and profound. What kind of evildoer can't I deal with?"

He pulled up a chair and sat down, "But the opponent is a werewolf after all, not a zombie monster, so the evil-breaking spell and talisman water probably won't have any effect."

"Uncle Ming, what do you mean?"

Uncle Ming seemed to be thinking too. After a pause, he said, "Take the guy with you first. Let's go to Fatty's place to have a look."

Ever since he showed up on Bolan Street, Yin Xiu knew that if he wanted to find Da Sang, he and Uncle Ming would definitely be found in the vast sea of ​​people, no matter how they tried to hide themselves.

The methods and intelligence networks of these societies are all-powerful. Many times, the short mules can easily do things that the patrol police cannot do.

Therefore, when encountering a difficult problem, the first thing that ordinary citizens think of is to seek help from the community instead of going to the patrol police.

Da Sang's eyesight was really good. As soon as Yin Xiu and Uncle Ming arrived at Bolan Street, several younger brothers they had met before came to greet them.

"Uncle Ming, Brother Yin, our eldest brother is already waiting for you at the entrance of the hall. Please come this way."

Although they had never seen Uncle Ming's abilities with their own eyes, just from the corpse of the werewolf and the oral account of the funeral, they knew that the two people in front of them were not someone they could afford to offend.

Therefore, they were respectful along the way, for fear of offending these two "wonderful people".

Originally, Yin Xiu pretended to be very approachable, hoping to get some information out of these younger brothers.

But after discovering that these people were very strict with their mouths and had obviously been specially warned, he gave up the idea and just followed silently, letting them lead the way.

They took an unusual route this time, avoiding most of the bustling storefronts, and after walking along a dark alley for a while, they finally arrived at the entrance to the funeral hall.

It is said to be the entrance of the hall, but it is actually an inconspicuous small tenement building. Judging from the colorful light signs placed aside, this place was also used for business in the past.

It's just that today, all the pretty girls are gone. There are only twos and threes of delinquent young people gathering in front of the tenement building. One look from a distance will make people shy away.

When Yin Xiu and Uncle Ming arrived in front of the Tang Tower, they were immediately greeted by someone.

"Sorry, although you two are friends of Brother Da Mang, the situation today is special and everyone has to be searched."

Uncle Ming snorted coldly, and opened his hands with Yin Xiu, indicating that he could start at any time.

After the man apologized, he checked them carefully from top to bottom, not sparing every part, which once again showed the seriousness of the situation.

After the search, the man looked at the wooden box in Yin Xiu's hand.

"You two, could you please open the box and show it to me?"

"Inconvenient." Uncle Ming snorted coldly.Now the searcher looked troubled and looked at Yin Xiu, as if begging him to come out of the siege.

Yin Xiu spread her hands helplessly, "The artifacts inside are not suitable for exposure to the light. You know, if exposed to the light, they will become inoperable if they are tacky."

Seeing what he said, the man had no choice but to let the two people in.

Entering the corridor, Yin Xiucai found that there were more people here, squeezing from upstairs to the stairwell. They all had fierce looks. The eyes they looked at Yin Xiu and Uncle Ming were not as respectful as those outside, but with a certain kind of arrogance. There is a hint of coldness.

This gives Yin Xiu a vague feeling of a "past life" Jianghu movie. It seems that as long as a wrong look is made, the two sides will fight and blood will flow.

Fortunately, these people silently moved out of the way, so that Yin Xiu and the others had no way to go and could only stand there.

Every time they walked up a flight of stairs, the people standing in front of them would separate to the left and right like rolling shutter doors, which made Yin Xiu very interesting.

Uncle Ming, on the other hand, didn't have so many ideas. He just walked up with a cold face, without even looking at the short mules on both sides. Probably because he was used to this kind of formation.

As soon as the two of them arrived upstairs, Da Mang opened the door curtain and came up with a smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the younger brothers on the stairs.

"Uncle Ming, brother Yin Xiu, you are finally here. Is the journey going smoothly?"

Uncle Ming pushed away Da Sang, who was about to hug the two of them, and pointed coldly at the people on the stairs: "Fat man, are you trying to show off to me? Call so many people here."

Seeing that Uncle Ming was a little angry, Da Sang quickly said with a smile: "How dare I? Uncle Ming, you are the only descendant of the Celestial Master family, the Mao family in Hong Kong, South Mao and Bei Ma, you are so famous!"

"Brother Yin Xiu is also a talented person. He is a senior technician at Luigi Machinery Factory and the only senior technician from the Tang Dynasty in To Kwa Wan. Who doesn't know this?"

Now even Yin Xiu's face turned cold. Da Sang was obviously saying that he had found out the details of the two of them and was threatening them.

Uncle Ming ignored him and sat down on the Taishi chair, An Ran folded his hands together.

"Fat man, do you think you can threaten me by touching my bottom?"

Da Sang's expression was very innocent, and he waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I never meant this."

"It doesn't matter." Uncle Ming snorted coldly and moved his fingers quickly, "You are the fifth in the family. You originally had two brothers, but they were lost when you were in your mother's belly. When you were three years old, You had a high fever, and your family was worried that you wouldn't be able to support you, so they made Guan Erye your godfather.

When you were six years old, you and your playmates from the same village went to urinate on someone's grave. You offended the Yin people and were entangled by your enemies and creditors. You finally had to send them away, but your Yin virtue was still damaged.

Originally, there were two women who gave birth to your children, but your appearance showed that you were unlucky and had no chance of having an heir. Both of your children died before they were even a month old.Have you recently..."

Before Uncle Ming could finish his words, he was begging for mercy one after another in great mourning.

He cried sadly, "Uncle Ming, master, half-immortal! Stop talking, stop talking, I know I'm wrong. Even my damn dad doesn't know so many things about me. Now I really admire your magical power. "

Uncle Ming ignored him and just continued: "Put away your little thoughts. Since we are here, we are preparing to deal with those werewolves. We don't have time to play house with you here."

After seeing Uncle Ming's ability, Da Sang no longer dared to make any mistakes. Whatever Uncle Ming said, that's what happened.

When he was about to speak, there were sudden footsteps on the stairs. After a commotion, a boy rushed in front of them, out of breath, with his eyes wide open and covered in blood.

"Big, big brother, dead, all dead..."

(End of this chapter)