I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 412 Compassion also has a price

"Snapped!"

 On the second floor, in a certain room.

A male ghost from the Qing Dynasty wearing a white gown and a golden rattail on the back of his head stood in front of the bed. He raised his hand and slapped a female ghost in a Hanfu dress to the ground. He shouted loudly: "Bitch, you ghost." what is it call?!"

 The female ghost covered her face, her eyes filled with tears: "It hurts..."

"boom!"

The male ghost kicked her hard in the stomach and scolded her: "Don't scream if it hurts. You made me so upset!"

The female ghost groaned and held her head skillfully.

“Damn it, I hit you, but you still dare to hold your head!”

Seeing her instinctive behavior, the male ghost immediately got up and kicked his legs back and forth towards the female ghost, causing the female ghost to roll over and over on the ground.

 “Dong dong dong.”

Suddenly, a steady knock on the door sounded in the room.

 “Who is it?” the male ghost roared angrily.

"I."

"who I am?"

"I am your father."

 Male ghost: “…”

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized what he was doing. He suddenly became angry and opened the door with a bang.

"You he…"

Before he could even say the word "Mom", the terrifying body that came into view blocked all his curse words.

"What do I mean?" Qin Yao hugged his shoulders and looked coldly.

 “Are you okay?” The male ghost asked with a frown without answering.

　　Qin Yao: "You disturbed me."

 The male ghost glared: "This is my home!"

“It might have been the case before, but it’s definitely not the case now.” Qin Yao said calmly.

The male ghost was choked and looked gloomy: "What do you want?"

“Let’s understand the situation.” Qin Yao glanced at the female ghost curled up on the ground and asked, “Why did you hit her?”

“She is my wife, do you need a reason to beat her?” the male ghost shouted.

 “Don’t you need it?”

"do you need?"

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and smiled: "In other words, she didn't do anything to regret you. You were unilaterally committing domestic violence."

 Male ghost: "She dares to do things that are embarrassing to me! It's not okay to even think about it!"

“Bang.” Qin Yao suddenly punched him in the face, sending him flying several meters away and falling onto the bed.

 “You’re crazy!” The male ghost covered his sunken cheeks, rolled over from the bed, and jumped in pain.

 “What’s wrong with me?” Qin Yao asked.

 “Why did you hit me?” the male ghost roared with great anger.

 “Need a reason?”

 “Of course I need a reason, I’m not your wife!”

Qin Yao: "I understand, in your mind, you can hit your wife at will, but not outsiders, right?"

The male ghost said: "Of course, my wife is my own, so I can beat her as much as I want; outsiders are not relatives, so how can they do it casually?"

Qin Yao walked towards him step by step. The scared male ghost subconsciously stepped back and shouted sharply: "What are you going to do? Stop, where can I stand!"

“My legs are on me, so I can go wherever I want. What does that have to do with you?”

After saying this, he went straight to the female ghost and stretched out his palm towards her: "Get up..."

The female ghost's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at the palm stretched out towards her, and she seemed to see a faint light.

“I think you dare to hold his hand!” The male ghost took a deep breath, raised the dent in his face, and shouted sternly.

The female ghost's half-stretched palm immediately retracted, and she said fearfully: "I don't dare..."

 “I’m sorry you don’t dare!”

The male ghost snorted coldly and turned to look at Qin Yao: "Hey, big guy, as the saying goes, it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. How I treat my wife is our own household matter. You can't control it, right?"

 Chin Yao: “…”

When he actually faced the top man, he realized how clever "Uncle Ying's" handling method was in this story.

That's right, even before he had time to ask the other person's name, through this domestic violence and the way the other person spoke, he was sure which story it was...

 "The Golden Taoist Who Fights Ghosts"

Having said that, since "Uncle Ying" has already demonstrated a textbook-level response to this issue, why should Qin Yao not borrow it from him?

“Miss, what should you call me?”

 Kicking the male ghost who was nagging in front of him, Qin Yao asked the female ghost.

The female ghost glanced at her husband who was lying on the ground, turned around, and remembered what the strong man called himself outside the door, and asked tentatively: "Dad?"

 Chin Yao: “…”

 How big is dad? Dad?

 One name almost broke his defense.

"Do you think it's appropriate to call me daddy?" Qin Yao took a deep breath and took the initiative to guide.

 The female ghost said timidly: "Should...is it appropriate?"

 Chin Yao: “…”

 This female ghost is indeed a bit short-sighted!

 “Of course it’s inappropriate.”

In desperation, in order to avoid wasting more words, he said bluntly: "Call me brother."

 “Brother~” the female ghost shouted obediently.

Qin Yao nodded and turned to look at the male ghost with twinkling eyes: "Did you hear clearly? She called me eldest brother. Do you think I am qualified to take care of this family matter now?"

 Male ghost: “…”

 Is this all okay? !

"Your name is Ajuan, right?" Qin Yao lazily looked for superiority in this male ghost. After all, the two were not from the same world at all, so he turned around and asked.

The female ghost was slightly startled: "How do you know my name is Ajuan?"

"Because I am the person sent by God to rescue you..." Qin Yao said, pointing sideways at the male ghost: "Ajuan, his fate is determined by your thoughts at this moment. How do you want me to deal with him?"

 “I don’t know.” Ajuan said quietly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do the quiz questions. You can always do the multiple-choice questions, right?" Qin Yao said: "He has abused you for so long, how about I help you kill him?"

 Ajuan: “No, no…”

“Why not?” Qin Yao asked.

"It's against a woman's ethics to connive with outsiders and murder her own husband," Ajuan said weakly.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "This matter is easy to solve. If you write a letter of divorce and divorce him, won't that be the end of it?"

 Ajuan: “???”

 Male ghost: “???”

“阿娟，你不能这么做啊！虽然我总是训你，骂你，羞辱你，挖苦你，打你，揍你，让你当牛做马，但是，我是爱你的啊！”少Yan, the male ghost came back to his senses and said loudly.

 Chin Yao: “…”

 What the hell, does this guy know what he's talking about?

"My dear benefactor, let him go." After a moment of silence, Ajuan whispered: "Give him a chance..."

 Qin Yao nodded slightly, grabbed the male ghost's body, kneaded it into a ball like Tai Chi, and shot it directly through the wall, throwing it into the starry night sky.

“From now on, you are truly free. No one will beat you, scold you, humiliate you or order you around. You can have your own life.

Suppose you are confused about the future for a while, you can go out and take a look, go out and get to know this new world again. "Qin Yao looked back at Ajuan and said lightly.

“I know, thank you so much.” Ajuan said with gratitude.

Qin Yao waved his hand, turned around and went out: "You should calm down, I'll leave first."

"I'll send you off..." Ajuan was about to send him out of the room immediately. She didn't look back until she saw his tall figure disappearing at the top of the stairs, and let out a long breath.

Not long after, she turned around and went back to her room, looking at the empty room, thinking about her plans for the future, and she suddenly seemed to have been released from some kind of shackles.

　　The past is forgotten like smoke, and the world is wide with selflessness in my heart.

 It has been over a hundred years, and this is the first time she has experienced freedom!

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

On the other side, the male ghost fell from the sky with a howling sound, and fell hard to the ground. It actually made a circular pit on the ground paved with bluestone.

 “Help, help…”

"Who can help me…"

The round pit he made by himself almost tightly trapped his body, so that he could not spread his arms and legs at all, let alone break out of the pit.

I screamed for most of the night, and I almost ran out of energy. As a result, there was not even a ghost around the road.

Seeing that the morning star in the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and dawn was approaching, the male ghost who screamed his throat was determined to save himself.

Strands of Yin energy emitted from his spherical soul body, drifting into the sky in a curved way, rising higher and higher, like wolf smoke.

 “Are you committing suicide?”

　　When a touch of fish belly white slowly appeared on the distant sky, a monk in red with gray hair, fat head and big ears strode over and asked in surprise.

"Thank God, someone finally came." The male ghost was so moved that he almost cried, and said hurriedly: "I haven't lived enough yet, Master, please show mercy and save me..."

 “I have mercy, but mercy comes at a cost.”

The monk in red said seriously: "This is not because I like money, but because I want to warn the people through this behavior that only by giving up can you gain."

 Male ghost: “…”

 Is this a fake monk?

The monk in red looked down at the male ghost and said, "Do you understand?"

The male ghost understands this, but now that he is asking for help from others, he naturally has to follow the other person's words: "I understand, I understand. You won't cherish anything you get easily. Only when you spend a lot of money to buy it, you will." Be a baby."

"Hey, donor, you are very understanding..." The monk in red praised him, and then asked: "If the poor monk saves you, how much money can you give me?"

 “A piece of gold bar.” said the male ghost.

"What?" The monk in red's eyes suddenly lit up and he breathed heavily: "You didn't deceive the poor monk?"

 “Of course not.” The male ghost said flatly.

 “Where are the gold bars?” the monk asked urgently.

“Master, please rescue me first~” The male ghost was speechless.

The monk in red leaned over and grabbed the collar of his clothes, yanked hard, and forcibly lifted him out of the round pit.

　　I then went against the direction in which the male ghost was rolled up, rubbed him back, and threw him into the air.

The male ghost stretched his body in mid-air, landed lightly on the ground, shook his neck and said: "Let's go, master, I will take you to get the gold bars."

The monk in red suddenly became vigilant and asked seriously: "Is there any danger?"

"It's not dangerous, but there is definitely a risk. If you don't want to take any risk, you can wait outside the gate when you get to my house and I will bring you the gold bars."

"What do you mean, if I am willing to take some risks, the benefits I can get will be doubled?" the monk in red said keenly.

The male ghost nodded, his eyes full of resentment: "The risk came from a bully. That guy took over my home, even my wife, and kicked me out of the house indiscriminately and unreasonably.

 Master, if you can help me get rid of the bully, I would like to offer you three large yellow croakers. If you can help me kill that bully, I will give you ten large yellow croakers. "

“What kind of family do you have? You can see ten big yellow croakers when you open your mouth.” The monk in red said suspiciously.

“To be honest, my grandfather was a lord in the previous dynasty!” the male ghost said proudly.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, the red monk's heart suddenly became hot and his greed was blazing: "Okay, punishing evil and promoting good is my bounden duty as a monk. Donor, please take me to your house quickly. I want to see it." Look, where does this bully dare to be so rampant?"

The male ghost was overjoyed. He figured out the direction and ran quickly to his home: "Master, I will show you the way..."

 Gradually, the sky becomes brighter.

 The great monk in red monk's robes, guided by the ghost in his sleeve, slowly came to a mansion halfway up the mountain.

Looking up at the grand and luxurious iron gate of the mansion and the beautiful manor blocked by the iron gate, the monk in red was completely suspicious of the male ghost's words...

 It is not surprising that a person who can afford such a luxurious house would just take out ten large yellow croakers.

“哐哐哐.”

Raising his hand and slamming it on the iron door, the monk in red shouted loudly: "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone inside?"

 In the living room of the mansion, Qin Yao, who was standing in front of a long table while holding a pen to draw talismans, paused and frowned slightly.

 “I’ll go take a look.” Ajuan said, holding an umbrella.

 “Don’t go out, I’ll go.”

Qin Yao hung up his writing brush, turned and walked out of the lobby, walked to the iron gate, looked up at the fat monk outside the door: "Is something wrong?"

“The poor monk Fang Zhi of the Shenhuo Sect has met the donor.” The monk in red clasped his hands together and said warmly.

 “Shenhuo Faction…”

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "I have never heard of the Shenhuo Sect, but I know the Evil Fire God. Master, have you ever heard of the Evil Fire God?"

Fang Zhi’s pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed subconsciously.

Even though he always claimed to be a Shenhuo sect when he was traveling around the world, he also knew that those colleagues who were jealous of his making money called him the Evil Fire God!

“It seems that the donor is also from the spiritual world~”

Not long after, Fang Zhi breathed out softly and said solemnly: "Since you are also a practitioner, you should know that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. Why would you do things like occupying other people's homes and taking away people's wives? Woolen cloth?"

Qin Yao was stunned by what he said, and said in astonishment: "Is this what Zhan Beng Dao told you?"

Fang Zhidao: "Isn't it like this?"

Qin Yao laughed: "My name is Qin Yao!"

Fang Zhi was startled for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened: "Department store Qin?"

“Master, do you think I would compete with a Qing Dynasty ghost for a house or a female ghost?” Qin Yao said calmly.

 “That can’t be done.”

Fang Zhi shook his head repeatedly and said: "There must be some misunderstanding... Mr. Qin, if you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

 “Wait a minute…” Qin Yao said indifferently.

Fang Zhi's heart skipped a beat and he became nervous for no reason: "Qin, what other instructions does Mr. Qin have?"

"Please help me tell Zhan Beng Dao, let him learn to be more sensible and disappear decently. If he doesn't want to be dignified, I can only help him be dignified." Qin Yao said coldly.

Fang Zhi forced a smile and said: "Mr. Qin, please don't worry, I will definitely help you carry the message!"

  After a long time.

 Shenhuo sect dojo.

Fang Zhi threw out the Zhan Beng Dao from his cuffs with a gloomy face, raised his finger and pointed at his nose and cursed: "You idiot, that's Qin Yao, Mr. Qin, the boss of Fucheng, give me ten **** big yellow croakers. You want me to kill him? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Zhan Beng Dao was knocked dizzy, and he said nonchalantly: "I didn't know he was Qin Yao, but by the way, is this Qin Yao very powerful?"

He rarely goes out, and even when he does go out, he goes straight to Goulan. He has never heard of this name at all.

 “Draft.”

Fang Zhi kicked him hard in the face and cursed: "You know-nothing bug is the most terrifying thing. You don't even have to seek death yourself, but you also have to hurt others."

Zhan Beng Dao was stunned by the kick and said in a daze: "Even if he is very powerful, he can't take over my house or take away my wife."

“Ganggun, I don’t want to hear you say this.” Fang Zhi waved his hand.

“There are twenty-eight large yellow croakers buried in my yard!” Zhan Beng Dao suddenly revealed to himself.

Fang Zhi's anger was stagnant, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"I dare to pull the emperor down from his horse even if I am willing to be killed." Zhan Bengdao said fiercely: "No matter how powerful the man named Qin is, aren't twenty-eight large yellow croakers enough to buy his life?"

Fang Zhi licked his lips and asked solemnly: "Who else knows about this besides you?"

"No more." Zhan Beng Dao shook his head: "How could I tell others such a confidential matter? Master, in the name of the owner of the gold bars, I will now officially transfer the twenty-eight large yellow croakers to you. I hope you will You can keep your promise and help me regain my home.”

 Fang Zhi: “…”

 This is a naked conspiracy!

　　Normally speaking, the twenty-eight large yellow croakers now belong to me.

But the question is, how can he transport these twenty-eight large yellow croakers out of the yard under Mr. Qin’s nose...

 (End of this chapter)