I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 382 It’s so scary〈Please subscribe for more updates・〉

“Master, I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.”

Qin Yao's huge figure flew down gently like a leaf. Athena behind him let go of Zhang Ling's waist, and the two women touched the ground with their toes at the same time.

“To be honest, the poor monk doesn’t want to see the donor at this moment.” Bomi said seriously.

Qin Yao chuckled: "Master can leave at any time, and we promise not to stop you."

 Bomi shook his head and sighed: "The poor monk has made an agreement with Ge Donor to protect him until his life is over."

Qin Yao: "Master and Ge Changshou should not be related to each other, right?"

“Of course, the poor monk only has one daughter.” Bomi nodded.

"If you're not a relative or a friend, the agreement between you should be based on money, right?" Qin Yao smiled silently and held out three fingers to the monk from the Western Regions: "No matter how much money the longevity boy pays, I will pay him three times. , How about asking Master to help bring out the longevity boy?"

　　Bomi: “…”

This is the first time I saw such a arrogant person, and I didn’t know how to deal with him for a while!

"I'm sorry, donor, I can't break the contract." After a long time, Bomi stabilized his mind and said sincerely.

“Five times.” Qin Yao flicked out the remaining two fingers.

　　Bomi: “…”

Five Buddhist halls, don’t these together form one temple?

Pity…

After a while, he gritted his molars and said, "Donor, don't add more money. A poor monk will not betray his persistence just for profit."

Qin Yao was in awe, silently gave up the idea of ​​increasing it to ten times, and cupped his hands and said: "I admire the master's conduct."

 Bomi breathed a sigh of relief, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Regret and fear were intertwined in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while...

But if Qin Yao ignored his obstruction just now, if he adds a little more, the ending may not be like this.

"Master, you and I are entrusted to each other, and we have no grudges. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. How about we settle the matter?" Qin Yao raised his head and glanced at the stone tower behind the father and daughter, narrowing his eyes slightly. .

 “How come we’ve reached the end?” Bomi looked curious.

 “You and I have a fight.”

Qin Yao said in a solemn voice: "If you win, I will turn around and leave with my people.

 If I win, you should step aside and stop interfering in the affairs between us and Changshou Zai.

The agreement you made with him is to use all your strength to protect him. Using all your strength to defeat me is equivalent to fulfilling the agreement.

Even if you fail to do it in the end, you have done what you should do. It is your destiny, so you can finally feel free of regret, right? "

　　Bomi: “…”

 Can you still play like this?

 I can’t fault it in terms of the agreement, but I always feel like something is wrong.

 “Master, don’t hesitate…”

Qin Yao said with a sincere look: "I guess you don't want to risk your life with me just to make an agreement with him, right?"

 Bomi is not alone, he also has a lovely and kind daughter.

People, once you have concerns, you will have a weakness, and if you have a weakness, you will cherish your life.

Bomi really didn't want to fight Qin Yao, so under his continuous temptation, he silently held the skull Zen staff in his hand and whispered: "Donor, as long as you agree to one condition of the poor monk, the poor monk will agree to this appointment with you." fight."

 “What conditions?” Qin Yao asked decisively.

"If the poor monk loses, I don't care if you take Yang Qi, but I am determined not to harm Young Master Ge Changshou's life." Bomi said.

 This is the last life-saving lock he puts on Ge Changshou. As long as the other party is willing to agree and actually do it, he will no longer have to worry about anything.

 Having said that, Qin Yao didn’t care much about Ge Changshou’s life or death.

After all, he and Ge Changshou had no personal grudges. The previous interaction was not even unpleasant, and there was no urge to kill each other...

Therefore, he smiled slightly: "Okay. Since Master said so, how can I not give him face? No matter what the outcome is today, I promise not to take the initiative to harm Ge Changshou's life."

 “It’s good, it’s good.”

A trace of gratitude appeared in Bomi's eyes. He raised one hand in front of his face and bowed to Qin Yao: "Each one is his own master. My request is indeed a bit too much. Thank you for your understanding."

Qin Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "Master, we are not our masters. We are just entrusted by others and are loyal to others. In other words, no one can be our master."

 Bomi smiled slightly, with a kind attitude: "I made a mistake... Donor, let's get started."

“Master, be careful.” Qin Yao suppressed his smile, raised his arms, and raised his palm in the air. The shadow of the pale golden Buddha palm moved forward at high speed and rushed towards Bomi's body.

Before the palm print arrives, the wind from the palm goes first, and the strong air flow violently stirs up the wide monk's robes.

At that time in the restaurant, Bomi had already experienced the opponent's extremely powerful palm technique. At this moment, he did not dare to touch each other with his bare hands. He raised the skull Zen staff in his hand and struck **** the shadow of the golden palm.

 “Boom.”

The palms collided, and the shadow of the golden palm suddenly exploded. The aftermath stirred up dust all over the courtyard.

 “I’m offended, Prajna Paramita!”

Bomi waved his sleeves, and a red damask flew out of his sleeves like lightning, wrapping around Qin Yao's body like a red dragon.

Qin Yao frowned and turned his palm to hit Hong Ling. As a result, the most powerful Arhat's golden palm hit Hong Ling without feeling any force. Hong Ling bypassed the golden palm and continued to rush towards him. .

“Whoosh.” As Hong Ling got closer and closer, Qin Yao suddenly disappeared without warning. Hong Ling rushed to his original position, raised her head high, and kept changing directions, as if a snake was looking for a target.

  “唰.”

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The next second, Qin Yao appeared behind Bomi like a ghost, and the long knife in his hand quickly grazed the opponent's neck.

 “Dad~~”

The girl in Miao costume couldn't help but exclaimed.

"boom."

Bomi turned the Zen staff in his hand and stood it upright behind him. The blade with endless cold light cut into the Zen staff, producing a long series of metallic trembling sounds.

 “Qiang…” Qin Yao turned his wrist, and the blade stuck on the Zen staff and slashed towards Bomi’s palm.

 Bomi was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He had no time to take back his Zen staff, so he immediately let go of his hands and backed away quickly.

As he flew back, he clasped his hands together, formed a seal, pointed in the direction of Qin Yao, and shouted in a low voice: "Prajnaparamita!"

Qin Yao's body turned in a circle in the air, and when his toes touched the ground, he disappeared again.

 “Bang, bang, bang…”

At the moment when his figure disappeared, explosions occurred simultaneously in the air and on the ground at the original position, with sparks flying and deafening.

 “Escape from the Earth?!”

 Bomi kept the gesture of forming a seal, slowly closed her eyes, and her ears trembled slightly.

 Suddenly.

He heard a gust of wind and raised his hand to make a seal in that direction.

 “Bang bang bang bang…”

Qin Yao leaped out and wielded his sword like a curtain, blasting all the seal beams.

 Bomi opened his eyes, looked around, pointed at the stone table in the courtyard, and then drew an arc in the air with his finger, pointing at Qin Yao again.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

In an instant, the stone table flew up into the air, followed the arc traced by his fingers, and slammed into Qin Yao.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

 Qin Yao split the stone table in half with one strike. Bomi took advantage of this time gap to reach out and attract the Zen staff not far away, and raised the Zen staff to block the slashing blade.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 exist。

The two men held weapons in their hands and fought faster and harder. Bomi became more and more frightened...

He is a divine monk from the Western Regions. Not only is he the most powerful in the Western Regions, he is at least a hero. How come he has just arrived in the Central Plains and can be evenly matched with any monk he meets?

 Central China, so terrifying? ? !

After more than half an hour of fast fighting, Qin Yao was still fierce and sharp, but Bomi couldn't hold it anymore...

 He is older after all, so competing for mana is okay, but competing for endurance is...

 “Prajnaparamita!!”

Bomi shouted loudly, knocked back Qin Yao with a critical blow, distanced himself, raised his hand and quickly made handprints on the skeleton Zen staff.

 “Boom.”

When he finished the last mudra and threw the Zen staff into the air, the skull on the Zen staff suddenly spurted out streams of flames. In a blink of an eye, the flames condensed into a flaming skull, opened its big mouth of fire, and swallowed it in the air. To Qin Yao.

Qin Yao silently put away the God-killing Sword, clasped his hands together, and with a thought in his mind, a huge golden Arhat suddenly appeared behind him. He punched sideways and hit the skull's mouth with a bang. The golden light rippled and sparks flew everywhere. .

"Snapped."

Qin Yao clasped his hands together, his treasures were solemn, his expression was calm, but the golden body in mid-air turned into an angry arhat, punching the skull one after another, causing the skull to fly back, and finally the entire face collapsed completely , the flaming skull exploded, and the golden-bodied Arhat held the core weapon, the Skeleton Zen Staff, in his hand, threw it down, and penetrated deeply into the ground in front of Bomi.

 On the ground, there was only one skull left.

"I lost..." Bomi's body trembled, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.

Qin Yao slowly exhaled, spread his hands, and dispersed the Arhat Dharma: "Promise."

"Dad." A little girl in Miao clothing rushed to Bomi's side, stretched out her hand to help him up, with a look of panic on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." After standing up, Bomi gently patted the girl's arm, smiled at Qin Yao and said, "This is my daughter, Bobo."

Qin Yao nodded and praised: "It's very beautiful."

　　Bomi: “???”

Bobo’s cheeks were slightly red, and he didn’t dare to look at Qin Yao for a moment.

 Where they lived, there was no one who spoke so straightforwardly.

 In fact, in this era, except for ruffians, ordinary people rarely praise others like this.

 Under normal circumstances, complimenting a woman you have just met on how beautiful she is will definitely be considered frivolous.

But in the eyes of the Bos and their daughters, the man in front of them didn’t look like a frivolous person either horizontally or vertically, so a simple compliment made them think a lot...

Qin Yao didn't know the reason, and didn't care why the father and daughter suddenly fell silent. He pointed at the Jiucheng Stone Pagoda and said, "Master Bomi, if I guess correctly, Ge Changshou should be in this stone tower, right?"

 (End of this chapter)