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Chapter 325: Persuasion and Money Lead the Way

Five watch.

As the night deepened and the dew became heavy, all the escaped ghosts were finally collected.

When removing the Xiantian Bagua Formation, Hong Chen also took back the Thunder Dragon.

There are too many eyes around, and the meaning is even more complicated.

Even the knowledgeable Uncle Jiu felt at this moment that no matter what he said, it would seem pale.

"Ahem! Ah Chen."

"Master?"

"Take your two brothers and these ghosts back first. I still have something to discuss with your uncles."

"it is good."

Hong Chen took the wine jar filled with ghosts, gave a look to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and left without paying any attention to the group of uncles and uncles.

When the gazes following them disappeared, Qiu Sheng and Wencai couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Wen Cai stared with his eyes wide open, and said in a trembling voice: "Junior brother, you were too powerful just now, weren't you? I thought you were already amazing before, but I didn't expect you to have such a terrifying spell. I almost thought it was the thunder god from the sky."

Hong Chen asked with a smile: "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

"Yes! Everyone would want to learn it, right?" Wen Cai sighed and shook his head, "But forget it. I know I don't have much talent. I still can't use the corpse-suppressing talisman that my junior brother taught me before."

"Oh? So what's your success rate?"

Wencai counted on his fingers and said, "I can only succeed once or twice out of ten times."

Hong Chen's eyes lit up slightly: "That's not bad!"

"Oh, really?" Wencai was a little surprised.

"Of course. Think about it, if you don't know how to draw the corpse-suppressing talisman, then no matter how many times you try, it will be in vain. But now you have a chance to succeed, so won't you be self-sufficient in the future? Although there are a lot of failed products, the yellow paper and cinnabar don't cost much, right?"

Wencai suddenly realized what was going on. His face wrinkled and he smiled, "That's right! Junior brother, I really want to thank you!"

Hong Chen waved his hand: "No need to thank me, we are all brothers, just don't blame me for what I said to Master the day before yesterday."

"Don't blame me, don't blame me. You are telling the truth. You are not making it up. How can I blame you? But I was really scared at the time. I thought Master was really going to expel us from the sect."

On the side, Qiu Sheng watched them chatting animatedly for the past two days and wanted to interrupt and say something, but when he thought about how he had ignored Hong Chen for the past two days, he couldn't save face for the moment and held back his words.

Of course Hong Chen noticed his actions, but he did not take the initiative to talk to him.

Just like Wencai said, nothing he said to his master was made up. If someone gets angry because you tell him something he did, then if you still rush to comfort him, then you are stupid.

Looking at Wencai, Hong Chen asked with a smile: "Brother, speaking of which, have you ever thought about going out on your own to look after a charity cemetery?"

"what?"

Wencai was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "I really haven't thought about it."

"Actually, I think you could think about it."

Wencai immediately made a bitter face, pulled his sleeve and begged: "Junior brother, I have signed a document with Master to promise that I will not make the same mistake again, so please don't chase me away, okay?"

Hong Chen shook his head: "I'm not trying to chase you away, but can you please listen to me first? Just imagine, if you are the only one guarding the charity cemetery, then you are the only one who has the final say in your charity cemetery. You can sleep as late as you want in the morning and as late as you want at night. You don't have to cook for four or five people, nor do you have to wash a lot of clothes. You only need to take care of the corpses coming in and out, and no one else will care about you.

Oh, by the way, when the time comes, all your income from the charity cemetery will be yours to use. You can buy whatever you want to eat, and maybe you can even use this family fortune to marry a wife to live with you?"

Listening to his description, Wencai gradually became absorbed, his unfocused eyes filled with longing.

"So, Senior Brother, do you think that kind of life is good?"

"Good! Excellent! It simply couldn't be better!" Wencai nodded repeatedly, almost drooling.

Hong Chen persuaded him: "Then you can tell Master tomorrow?"

"Okay... uh, wait a minute..." Wencai suddenly came back to his senses, looking embarrassed: "Junior brother, am I a little scared?"

"afraid?"

"Well, think about it. We have encountered so many zombies and ghosts in the past few years with Master. If it weren't for Master..." Wencai shuddered, "No, no, I would die."

Hong Chen curled his lips and said, "Brother, you worry too much. How can there be so many zombies and ghosts in the world? Do you think that all those people who look after the charity cemetery are as capable as Master? In the final analysis, many evil creatures are actually dealt with because Master wants to save the world and the people."

Wencai still hesitated.

Seeing this, Hong Chen pursed his lips and added fuel to the fire.

"Brother, do you know that I earned 100,000 taels of silver the last time I went out with Uncle Simu?"

"what??"

Wencai was horrified, and Qiu Sheng couldn't help but exclaim.

Hong Chen looked at the two of them with a smile, then simply took out some silver from his arms and gently threw it in the air, making a pleasant sound.

"One hundred thousand taels, 10,000 taels were given to Uncle Simu, and now there are 90,000 taels left. My idea is that if someone wants to go out and find a job on their own, then as a junior brother, I should also give him a gift..."

Wencai stared at the banknote without blinking, and asked impatiently: "Junior brother, do you want to give me the banknote?"

"Ah."

Hong Chen nodded, and gently rubbed out a single note with his thumb. "You have followed Master for so many years, and Master has collected all the wages for you. But judging from the situation of the charity cemetery, I estimate that the amount will not be too much. As a junior brother, how can I bear to see you go hungry after you leave? So, I decided that when you leave, I will give you 10,000 taels of silver notes!"

As soon as the words fell, they both gasped. Hong Chen struck while the iron was hot: "Ten thousand taels of silver, to be honest, even if you don't make any money from tonight, as long as you don't spend money lavishly or become addicted to gambling, it's really enough for you to spend for a lifetime. I mean, it's enough for you to get married and have children in the future."

"I know, I know!" Wencai nodded like a chicken catching rice. "I estimate that from childhood to adulthood, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, the most I have spent is a few hundred taels of silver."

Hong Chen suddenly stuffed the banknote back into his arms, and Wencai's face suddenly became melancholy.

"Now it's settled. Brother, if you ever want to leave, tell me. I will give you the banknote then."

After saying that, he walked forward on his own.

Behind them, Wencai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other, and they both saw the eagerness in each other's eyes.

After returning to the charity cemetery, Hong Chen had just put down the jar of wine when he immediately felt a heavy yin energy around him.

Looking up, he saw four ghost officials with pale faces surrounding him.

Hong Chen took a step back and said, "It's all here, you can take it away."

However, the four ghost officials did not look at the wine jar, but stared at him steadily, with eyes that made people feel creepy.

Hong Chen frowned: "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

A ghost messenger spoke, his gibberish making it impossible to understand.

Hong Chen interrupted: "Wait a minute, can you speak human language?"

The ghost closed his mouth and his eyes became dangerous.

"I know that eating mud can enable you to understand and speak ghost words, but there is no way I can eat this thing. You either take the ghost back now, or wait for my master to come back and talk to him." Having said that, Hong Chen picked up his feet and was about to leave.

However, the two ghost officials in front of him moved towards the middle at the same time, blocking his way.

At the same time, the four ghost officials moved their hands and immediately grasped four white mourning sticks. A wailing ghostly sound came from the sticks, which penetrated into the ears like a devil's sound.

Hong Chen stopped and said, "I'm sure you can understand what I said. You'd better put your things away now, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

The four ghost officials showed no emotion and raised their mourning sticks.

Hong Chen suddenly laughed.

"I really gave you face."

The mourning stick hit him on the head.

Hong Chen just snorted coldly, and countless light golden sword qi rushed out of his body. The four mourning sticks were instantly crushed, and the four ghost bodies were also knocked away immediately.

As the sword pointed, a series of talismans appeared out of thin air, connected from beginning to end like a chain, wrapping around and binding the ghost.

With a pull from the air, the four ghost officials were dragged in front of him without any resistance.

Clang!
Tianwen flew over.

Hong Chen grasped the hilt of the sword, infusing it with the energy of the sun, and brilliant golden light flowed through the sword body that was filled with clanging sounds.

The light shining from the sword alone was enough to pierce the four ghost officials' bodies, causing their Yin Qi to escape like melting ice.

Hong Chen moved his wrist slightly, and the four ghost officials immediately begged for mercy.

"Master, spare us! Please show mercy, we know we are wrong!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Taoist priest, please show some mercy. We dare not do it again!"

Looking at them kowtowed repeatedly, Hong Chen's mouth twitched, "Aren't you able to speak human language? Why were you pretending to be so cool just now?"

The ghosts said in a serious tone, "Master, we were wrong!"

Hong Chen rolled his eyes, turned around and sat on the chair, and asked, "What did you say just now?"

The four ghost officials looked at each other.

Finally, one of the bigger ghosts gritted his teeth and said, "Master, your master promised us that he would burn some ghost money for us."

Hong Chen waited for a while, then asked in astonishment, "No more?"

"Gone!"

"Then why did you attack me if you just said so?"

"Uh..." The ghost officer lowered his head and whispered, "We always do things like this."

Hong Chen couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You are quite domineering then. So, you won't come to trouble me again later, right?"

"No, no, I dare not. You are a Taoist priest with profound cultivation and a young hero. How dare we, the little ghost messengers, act insolently in front of you?"

"It would be better this way." Hong Chen stood up and grabbed the ghost money that had been printed long ago.

The four ghost officials' eyes suddenly lit up.

With a wave of his hand, the ghost banknotes flew up and scattered, instantly catching fire as they fluttered and burned out in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the four ghost officials held a large stack of silver bills filled with a strong yin aura in their hands.

After expressing their thanks repeatedly, they picked up the jar of wine together and sank into the ground.

"It seems that whether it's a human or a ghost, it's always easiest to use money to get by."

(End of this chapter)