The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 45
Zhao Xiaofei did come here for money!
Being told, Zhao Xiaofei blushed immediately, coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and laughed unnaturally: "Senior Xiang, you really wronged me! The conscience of heaven and earth, I really didn't do it for money. , I am here to save your lives..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Xiang Hai interrupted Zhao Xiaofei, and said slightly angrily, "Boy, if you want to jump in the queue anyway, you have to queue behind the old man. I will be the first, so you can be the second." !"

"There's a line behind me! Senior Xiang is the first, I'm the second, and you bumpkin are the third!" Hao Jian also added at the right time.

"I...here, I'm just reminding you, don't blame me if you lose your life later, I don't care anyway." Zhao Xiaofei was really speechless, don't look at him saying it doesn't matter, but in his heart very worried about.

This Xiang Hai is a fourth-level Taoist, if he really cured Mr. Chu, the 5000 million will be bye bye.

Seeing Zhao Xiaofei, Xiang Hai and Hao Jian arguing endlessly, Chu Pengyun, who had changed his mind, had no choice but to compromise. He glanced at Zhao Xiaofei and smiled wryly: "Little brother, it seems that jumping in line is not an option." Already, then please come in order.”

"Uh~~~ Okay, okay, anyway, if someone dies later, it's none of my business." Zhao Xiaofei curled his lips and sat on the sofa with a face of reluctance.

Now that Chu Pengyun had spoken, he had nothing to say.

"Okay, the first one is 'Kong Jianhao' Master Kong, right?" Chu Pengyun's tone was very polite, but at the same time very cold.

Kong Jianhao, the 40-year-old middle-aged man wearing a black suit and carrying a black suitcase, is a first-class Taoist.

He nodded tremblingly, and said: "Young Master Yun, if you want...or else let, let brother Zhao Xiaofei jump in line..."

Before Kong Jianhao finished his sentence, he saw Chu Pengyun's sharp eyes, which contained a strong murderous intent.

"Master Kong, do you want to die??" Chu Pengyun gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"I..." Hearing this, Kong Jianhao was so frightened that he almost knelt down, his face turned pale again, his eyes flickered, showing fear, and his body trembled non-stop, "Master Yun, it's all right, I'll go... I Here we go!"

"Well, that's good!" Chu Pengyun replied, without further ado, he led Kong Jianhao upstairs.

Zhao Xiaofei and others stayed in the living room on the first floor, waiting for the result.

"Oh, this Master Kong is dead." Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Xiaofei sighed, his tone full of regret.

If Master Xiang Hai and Hao Jian let themselves jump in line, then it would not be the case.

However, Zhao Xiaofei just expressed regret, and the most was a little sympathy, nothing more.

In the eyes of ascetics like Zhao Xiaofei, human life is not as precious as imagined.

Because all ascetics know that human beings in this world have souls after death, and they can be reincarnated and become human again.

Even so, human life goes round and round, endlessly.

Sure enough, just 10 minutes after Zhao Xiaofei sighed, there was a burst of begging for mercy upstairs.

It was the man in the suit begging for mercy.

Then, Chu Pengyun's sneer came again: "Hmph~~~ A mere first-level Taoist dares to come here to shame people, you are crazy about money, I think you are really impatient, Go to hell!!!"

Then there was a heart-wrenching scream.

Judging from this situation, it is estimated that the man in the suit was killed by Chu Pengyun.

The entire hall suddenly fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

However, after about 30 seconds of silence, suddenly, a crash sounded.

The sound of the impact was like the sound of a basketball hitting the ground, bouncing a few times in a very rhythmic manner.

Then, a round spherical object rolled down from upstairs.

Finally, it fell to the ground with a bang, rolled a few times, and turned to the back of the sofa before finally stopping.

"What is it??"

Someone asked curiously, and then everyone quickly got up and looked behind the sofa.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you immediately scream in shock.

"Ahhh!! Head!" The fat middle-aged man who was ranked second immediately collapsed to the ground.

"It's a human head!" Huang Wenzhong and Li Si were also so frightened that their legs trembled.

After hearing the words, Zhao Xiaofei also followed the sound.

Sure enough, he saw a human head falling on the ground with blood flowing. This head was the head of the man in the suit just now.

His eyes were wide open, his expression was terrified, and he seemed a little unwilling.

"Hey!" Zhao Xiaofei sighed, and said to himself, "I told you a long time ago, if you don't have the ability, then let me do it! I cured the old man of the Chu family, then everyone will be fine Well, and I also got the reward of 5000 million, isn't this a matter of killing two birds with one stone?"

"Hehe~~~ He's doing it on his own!" Xiang Hai, an 80-year-old man, said without the slightest sympathy in his tone, "He has no cultivation, no strength, and dares to come to the Chu family to cheat money, he is really impatient. , who can be blamed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs.

Zhao Xiaofei and the others looked up together, and saw Chu Pengyun coming to the railing on the second floor and throwing down a black lockbox.

With a bang, the password box fell to the ground, and the contents inside crackled and scattered, splashing all over the floor.

These things include ink fountains, red threads, talismans, cinnabar and copper coins, etc., which can be used to catch ghosts and exorcise demons, but the level of these objects is too low.

Even the talismans are only talismans drawn by a first-level Taoist. It is impossible to deal with higher-level ghosts and demons.

As far as Zhao Xiaofei's cultivation level is concerned, there is no need for those ink fountains, red thread, and glutinous rice at all. As long as he uses talismans and Taoism, Zhao Xiaofei can destroy those ghosts with a simple gesture.

When the owner is dead, these things are useless.

Standing on the second floor, Chu Pengyun was condescending, looked at Zhao Xiaofei and the others, and said calmly, "Next." He didn't even mention Kong Jianhao who was just killed.

"Next... the next one will be me??" Another person died, and the fat man who was ranked second was stunned. A few seconds later, a foul and pungent smell came over his face , The pants are soaked.

Judging by the situation, it is estimated that feces and urine were all scared out together.

Ugh!
If this fat man went upstairs, he would definitely end up the same as Kong Jianhao, the man in black—killed.

Two people died in a row, but no one can be killed again!
(End of this chapter)