I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 413 Maoshan Urgent Call

 Midnight, midnight.

Dark clouds cover the moon and the stars dim.

　　A sudden frost appeared in the sky and the earth.

The Evil Fire God held a torch in his hand and walked against the wind. He slowly stepped into a temple and called to the figure sitting cross-legged under the statue: "Master Yuan Zang."

The mage, who was thin and withered, asked indifferently without turning his head, "Why are you here for your visit?"

 “Do something for me, and the reward is... ten large yellow croakers!” The Evil Fire God hesitated for a moment, then became cruel.

In front of the statue, Master Yuan Zang suddenly opened his eyes and said in a solemn voice: "Ten gold bars?"

Evil Fire God laughed: "Of course it's gold bars, it can't be ten live fish, right?"

 Having money can make the devil grind the mill, and it can also make the magician stand up...

Yuanzian stood up lightly and looked sideways at the fat monk who was in sharp contrast to him: "What kind of mission? Such a high commission!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you clearly. It depends on whether you dare to accept the money."

Evil Vulcan God said: "The Department Store Qin bullied the weak and occupied the former residence of one of my friends, and even drove my friend out of the former residence. As long as Master, you can drive away the Department Store Qin, I will offer you ten large yellow croakers."

Yuan Zan frowned and remained silent.

Sure enough, high returns mean high risks. Is Department Store Qin that easy to mess with?

"Master, although Department Store Qin has Maoshan as its backer, you also have Bodhisattva to protect you!" Evil Fire God said in confusion: "As for his power in the secular world, are we, the people in the spiritual world, still afraid of him?"

Having said this, seeing that he was still silent, the Evil Fire God said again: "What's more, the mission is not to kill Department Store Qin, but to persuade him to leave my friend's former residence.

 In essence, unless you, Master, behave arrogantly and arouse the resentment of Department Store Qin, there is no situation that forces you to become enemies. "

Yuan Zang thought for a while and said, "I'll give it a try..."

Not long after, after seeing off the Evil Fire God, Yuan Zang turned around and came to a Taoist temple, and said to the old Taoist who was facing him: "Old Centipede, I have a business, do you want to do it?"

 “What business?” The old Taoist priest with a goatee and a somewhat fairy-like appearance asked curiously.

"There is a disciple from Maoshan who occupied my friend's house. My friend did not dare to offend Maoshan, so he dared not speak out. If you can help my friend take back the house, I will give you this amount later." Yuan Zan Raise your right hand and hold up three fingers.

 “Three hundred yuan?” asked the old centipede.

“It’s too small.” Yuan Zan shook his head and said in a deep voice, “It’s three big yellow croakers, gold bars!”

 Old Centipede: “…”

 Shaoyan.

Old Centipede saw off Monk Yuan Yuan and stood in silence for a moment in front of the Taoist temple. Then he turned around and entered the courtyard. He walked outside a brightly lit wing and gently knocked on the door: "Ah Qi, are you asleep?"

In the side room, in front of the altar, facing a small coffin, Uncle Qi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "I'm not asleep yet, Master Wu, are you okay?"

"You said you had fled here and were penniless, so you begged Pindao to take you in for a while. Now Pindao has a job here. After the job is completed, the commission will be a big yellow croaker, which is enough to improve your life. Do you want to do it? ?" said the old centipede.

Uncle Qi picked up a piece of red cloth on the table, covered the sarcophagus standing in front of the incense burner, turned around and opened the door: "Master, please come in."

 Old Centipede smiled slightly and walked slowly into the room.

Uncle Qi respectfully invited the old Taoist priest to sit down and asked, "Master, what kind of mission is it? It's so valuable!"

The old centipede said: "I have a friend whose house was occupied by a Maoshan Taoist priest. He did not dare to offend Maoshan and was reluctant to part with his ancestral home, so he offered a bonus of a gold bar and wanted to ask someone to help him take back the house. You If you are interested in this job, you can give it a try. It doesn’t cost anything to accept the mission.”

Uncle Qi pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.

After escaping from the haunted house, in order to avoid being blocked by those monks with bad intentions, he didn't even have time to take the gold, silver and jewelry he had hidden. After taking some cash, he set foot on the house carrying a coffin. The road to escape.

I wandered all the way here and there, and the little cash I had had long ago been spent. In desperation, I had to find some small Taoist temples to stay overnight, and finally ended up living in this Taoist temple owned by Master Wu...

“I remember you said you wanted to go to Nanyang earlier, right?”

Seeing that he still didn't refuse, the old centipede knew there was something going on and said seriously: "The other side may not recognize our silver paper and ocean, but they will definitely recognize our gold. Ah Qi, to be honest, I feel like this task is just to measure it for you. Custom made.”

Uncle Qi took out a breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll take over this mission!"

 The next day, early morning.

Uncle Qi, wearing a yellow scarf hat and a yellow mage robe, holding a dark red peach wood sword in his hand, strode to the iron gate of the mansion according to the position given by Master Wu.

“Boom boom boom.”

Lifting the hilt of the mahogany sword and lightly smashing the iron door, Uncle Qi shouted: "Taoist Ma Hongqi from Longhu Mountain, please see our fellow Taoist here."

 In the lobby, Qin Yao, who was learning the "Light Protection Talisman" with Uncle Jiu, was slightly startled.

This voice sounds a bit familiar!

“Qin Yao, go and take a look.” Uncle Jiu said calmly.

 Qin Yao nodded, turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Outside the iron gate, Uncle Qi, who was holding a wooden sword, saw someone coming out and quickly took a closer look.

It didn't matter if he didn't take a closer look. The closer look scared him so much that he almost flew out of his wits and instinctively turned around and ran away.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized what he was doing. He jumped out of the pointed iron gate and chased forward.

Uncle Qi ran desperately, but how could running compare to flying? The distance between the two was closing at an extremely fast speed.

Hurrying to a bridge, Qi Shu suddenly pulled out the mahogany sword in his hand, turned sideways, and slashed at Qin Yao.

 “Bang!”

Qin Yao opened the mahogany sword with one punch, his body sank, he raised his foot and kicked Qi Shu **** the chest. The strong force instantly kicked him up, and then he fell to the ground again.

Uncle Qi felt that his tail bone was about to be cracked, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. He jumped up before Qin Yao rushed towards him, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and fought with him.

"Snapped."

More than ten rounds later, Qin Yao punched the peach wood sword that Uncle Qi was blocking in front of his chest. His fist, shining with golden light, kept punching hard at the center of the opponent's chest.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

Uncle Qi flew up with his feet off the ground, his body was beaten into an arch shape in mid-air, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mist of blood.

 “Zizu, help!”

Before landing, Uncle Qi opened his **** mouth and shouted for help.

In an instant, endless dark green light erupted from his body, taking him soaring into the sky.

 “Boom.”

Just when Qin Yao was about to pursue him in the air, a copper coin sword with a yellow talisman suddenly fell from the sky and hit Uncle Qi's head hard, knocking him down from the air!

"return."

In front of the iron gate, Uncle Jiu, who had appeared here at some unknown time, gave a soft drink. The copper coin sword that landed with Uncle Qi immediately raised its blade, glided in an arc in the air, turned around and flew towards the gate.

 “Don’t kill me, someone asked me to come!”

Watching the fierce **** walking towards him step by step, Uncle Qi was almost frightened. He dragged his seriously injured body back and shouted loudly.

"Who asked you to come?" Qin Yao paused and asked curiously.

"As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will take you to find him." Uncle Qi said quickly.

 Qin Yao felt something in his heart and turned to look at Uncle Jiu.

 “Go, I’m watching over here.” Uncle Jiu waved his hand.

Qin Yao nodded, took out the Gauss gun from his hand, and faced Uncle Qi: "Let's go, let's talk as we go..."

 It is noon.

sunny.

 The sky is clear and clear.

Uncle Qi led Qin Yao to the Taoist temple and whispered, "Mr. Qin, this is it."

Qin Yao raised his head and glanced at the plaque of "Qing Xin Guan" and sneered: "You spend money to hire murderers, this Qing Xin Guan is not good at all!"

Uncle Qi was silent.

He knows one thing deeply. At this time, it is better to say nothing than to say more. But if you say the wrong thing, you will easily bring disaster to yourself!

Qin Yao stepped into the courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw an old Taoist priest striding across the threshold of the main hall and walking across from them.

"Ah Qi, who is this?" After seeing them, the old centipede was slightly startled.

“You spent money to find someone to deal with me, but in the end you don’t even know who I am?”

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, and the boss suddenly gained momentum.

 Old Centipede's heart thumped: "Qin...Qin, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yao raised his Gaussian gun and pointed it at Old Centipede's cheek: "Give you a chance and tell me honestly, who are you working for?"

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, Old Centipede felt a chill running down his spine and said without hesitation: "Master Yuan Zang from the Ksitigarbha Temple asked me to do this. I am just a subcontractor. Mr. Qin, don't shoot. ”

“Take me to find Yuan Yin.” Qin Yao lowered his gun and ordered.

"Mr. Qin, will I have nothing to do next?" Uncle Qi said with a hint of luck.

 “What is Corpse Ancestor…?

Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and looked at him.

“Zizu is the **** I believe in. I offer my faith to him, and he provides me with protection.” Uncle Qi said.

 “Lie!” Qin Yao suddenly shouted loudly.

Uncle Qi was startled by him, panicked in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Zi Zu!"

The expected scene of the coffin flying out of the sky did not appear. Uncle Qi was stunned for a moment and called out again: "Zi Zu, save me!"

However, the surroundings were still silent, and nothing strange happened.

Qin Yao looked at him with pity and said lightly: "You seem to have been abandoned by your god..."

 “Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Uncle Qi shook his head repeatedly, walked quickly to his own room, kicked open the door, and looked up at the altar.

 On the altar, behind the incense burner, there was nothing left, and there was no trace of the small sarcophagus.

"Taoist Master Wu, where is my coffin?" Uncle Qi suddenly turned around and stared at the old centipede.

 “What coffin?” Old Centipede looked confused.

“I enshrined the coffin behind the incense burner. There are only two of us in this Taoist temple. I didn’t take it, so you must have taken it.” Uncle Qi said loudly.

“Fart, I don’t even know what a coffin is.” Old Centipede said plausibly.

“Stop the quarrel.” Qin Yao pointed his gun at Uncle Qi and ordered: “Come here!”

The biggest support disappeared out of thin air. Uncle Qi did not dare to gamble his life with Qin Yao, so he came to the other side obediently.

Qin Yao stretched out his hand and pressed it on Uncle Qi's head, silently activated his soul search skill, and his consciousness instantly came into Uncle Qi's sea of ​​consciousness...

 “Swish, swish, swish.”

Following through Uncle Qi’s life memories, Qin Yao quickly found information about the Corpse Ancestor.

Just as this guy said when chatting, he really met a fairy in the ancient temple. To be precise, it was a coincidence that he awakened a zombie sealed in the sarcophagus and became a coffin-backed corpse. people.

 The zombie calls himself the Zombie Ancestor, but he never mentions his name...

He transformed Uncle Qi's body three times, named it Bestowal, and later taught him the art of corpse training, and encouraged him to refine zombies, using his talents as bait to accumulate popularity for them.

Over the past three or four years, hundreds of gamblers have been sucked to death by them. Due to their branches in various places and the external manifestation of sudden death, they did not cause any turmoil in the spiritual world, which allowed them to hang around until Now.

 After reading the cause and effect, Qin Yao had a thought in his mind and exited the space of Qi Shu's consciousness. Before he could regain his senses, he took two steps back and shot him in the head.

The gunfire was like thunder, and Old Centipede's body trembled violently, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Qin Yao.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Drawing swords at each other, can still be understood. But this guy didn't say a word of nonsense, or even asked a question. He just raised his hand and smashed his head. How could he not make people feel chilled in his heart?

 People say monsters are scary.

 But in the eyes of demons, the most terrifying thing is humans!

"I killed this guy because I had a grudge. You don't have to worry about me doing anything to you." Qin Yao took out a fire talisman and threw it on Uncle Qi. He stared at the flames as they crackled and said indifferently. .

Old Centipede stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'm not worried..."

 Qin Yao silently used his magic power, opened his eyes, and stared at the figure gradually turning into a skeleton in the flames. He was surprised to find that there was no soul flying out.

He knows that zombies have no souls, so why don’t half-humans and half-zombies have souls?

 After a long time…

The flames cracked the bones and then gradually extinguished due to lack of ignition.

Qin Yao blinked, dissipated the golden light in his eyes, turned around and said: "Taoist Master, take me to the Ksitigarbha Temple..."

 Two or three hours later.

 Inside the Ksitigarbha Temple.

Yuan Zan, who was heavily surrounded by evil ghosts, said calmly and sincerely: "Mr. Qin, to be honest with you, I am just a subcontractor, and the Evil Fire God asked me to do all of this..."

Hearing this, Qin Yao couldn't hold himself any longer.

  TMD.

So it seems that Evil Fire God is also a subcontractor!



 “Let’s go, take me to find the Evil Fire God.”

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said coldly: "If he dies, you can live. If he doesn't die, you two will have to pay for it, do you understand?"

 Monk Yuan Zian and Old Centipede looked at each other and nodded in unison...

 Evil Vulcan Dojo.

Zhan Beng Dao held his hands together and hung them in front of his chest. He walked around the house with an anxious look on his face. He looked at the Evil Fire God from time to time and hesitated to speak.

 “Stop turning, it makes me dizzy.”

The Evil Fire God sat cross-legged in front of a beautifully shaped brazier and said, "To tell you the truth, the person I'm looking for is far stronger than me. If even he can't help you regain your ancestral home, you might as well die." This is my heart."

Zhan Beng Dao hammered the palm of his left hand with his right hand and sighed: "Master, I don't want to wander around. I'm really impatient to wait!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting…"

At this moment, a burly figure suddenly opened the curtain and walked in, smiling and saying.

Zhan Bengdao Soul Body suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes widened: "You, you, you..."

"Snapped."

 Qin Yao raised his hand and made a big showdown, which made the opponent spin around in circles several times before landing on his face, dizzy.

“Mr. Qin, how did you find this place?”

Evil Fire God forced down the panic in his heart and asked with a heavy face.

 “Crack, snap.”

Qin Yao clapped his hands and shouted: "Masters, come out and say hello to Mr. Fang."

Master Yuanzhan and Old Centipede stepped into the dojo, looking at the Evil Fire God with complicated expressions.

“Master Yuanzhan.” Evil Fire God silently clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: “You betrayed me!!”

 Qin Yao picked up the trembling Zhan Beng Dao from the ground, passed Yuan Zang and Old Centipede, and walked out of the dojo gate: "The Evil Fire God will leave it to you two. Do it cleanly and don't cause any trouble for me..."

Shortly after.

 Outside the small building.

Facing the bright moon and being blown by the cool evening breeze, Qin Yao dropped his Zhan Beng Dao and said, "If I remember correctly, I gave you two chances, right?"

Zhan Beng Dao hurriedly got up from the ground, knelt down in front of Qin Yao, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Brother, it's not me who wants to go against you, it's the Evil Fire God who encouraged me to take revenge. You've seen it too. , those two people were found by him and have nothing to do with me.”

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao waited quietly for him to finish this sentence, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

 A head suddenly split open like a watermelon, and yin energy spewed out in all directions like brain juice.

After the head disappeared, as a gust of night wind blew up, Zhan Beng Dao’s soul body became illusory, and finally completely disappeared into the void without any trace...

 Later midnight.

Qin Yao's body suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Uncle Jiu sensed his aura. When he walked out of the lobby, there was no one in the courtyard.

“Strange, maybe I feel wrong?” Uncle Jiu scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Just as he turned and walked back to the lobby with a confused look on his face, Qin Yao's figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu was walking, suddenly turned around and looked at the disciple who came to the door: "I said that I couldn't sense it wrong. Qin Yao, what are you doing?"

 “Master, let me give you a small gift.”

Qin Yao smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw something towards him.

"Snapped."

Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand to catch what he threw, and his eyes instantly widened: "Big yellow croaker! Where did it come from?"

 “Picked it up on the road.” Qin Yao said casually.

Uncle Jiu said angrily: "You are so capable, why don't you pick another one for me?"

"Whoosh..." Qin Yao threw another one casually.

Uncle Jiu quickly picked up the gold bar in his arms and changed his words: "Where did you pick it up? I'll try my luck."

“It’s good if you can keep these two gold bars, no luck.”

Qin Yao shook his head and strode towards his room.

Uncle Jiu frowned, weighed two heavy gold bars, and immediately swallowed back the words he scolded.

 With two gold bars at the bottom, he can't accumulate anger when he acts fiercely~~

 A few days later.

Qin Yao came to the door of Xiaojuan's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Ah Juan."

"Here we come." Xiaojuan, wearing a trendy short skirt, earrings, and sunglasses, quickly opened the wooden door and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Yao looked at her clothes and smiled slightly: "It seems that you have accepted this new world well."

In fact, in the original work, she was led by several apprentices of "Uncle Ying", and she accepted the new world faster, and even earned the title of Maidangjuan...

 “Yes, I like this new world very much.”

Xiaojuan said enthusiastically: "There are so many new clothes and so many new gadgets. The whole world seems to be colorful, unlike in the past, which was dead and heavy."

Qin Yao nodded and asked: "Then do you want to stay in this world, or go to the underworld to reincarnate?"

 Xiaojuan's smile faltered and hesitantly said: "I don't want to be reincarnated..."

Qin Yao said: "Call me brother and I will show you a clear path.

If you don’t want to go to the underworld, you have two choices. One is to stay in this house, but remember, no matter who moves into this house in the future, you cannot get close to them, otherwise you will harm them.

 The other is to follow us to Yizhuang, where you don’t have to avoid strangers. "

Xiaojuan thought for a while and said sincerely: "I want to stay, this... is my home after all!"

Qin Yao smiled, waved and said: "Then, goodbye, Ajuan."

Shortly after.

Xiaojuan stood in front of the main entrance of the mansion, watching the master and apprentice drift away, and suddenly regretted her decision.

 A house without friends and family, I don’t know if it can still be called a home...

 “Qin Yao!”

 That afternoon.

As soon as the master and apprentice arrived outside Yizhuang, a familiar figure jumped out of the door.

“Hello, Uncle Simu…Master, I suddenly remembered that there is something else going on in the company, so I need to take a step forward.”

The moment he saw the other party, Qin Yao turned around and left without any hesitation.

 “Hey, what do you mean?!”

With furious eyes, he chased after him and grabbed him by the corner of his clothes: "Am I the God of Plague? Run away if you see me!"

Qin Yao pulled back his clothes and said sincerely: "Uncle Master, you think too much. How can the God of Plague compare with you?"

 “Hmm…that’s not enough…wait, what the hell?”

He nodded with four eyes, then suddenly stared: "Do you mean I'm more vicious than the God of Plague?"

Seeing that he really couldn't leave, Qin Yao simply resigned and said: "Uncle Master, let's talk about it, what kind of trouble does the master want to do?"

 “What are you talking about? It’s neither big nor small.” She slapped him on the back and scolded him.

Qin Yao sneered: "Do you dare to say that you are not here because of the order of the master?"

 His eyes were glazed over and he was speechless.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Uncle Jiu tried to smooth things over: "Junior brother, let's be honest. What orders does the master have?"

He pursed his lips and looked at Qin Yao with a serious face: "The master has an order to summon Qin Yao, the chief disciple of the eighty-eighth generation, to return to the mountain as soon as possible."

Qin Yao's heart skipped a beat: "What happened?"

He shook his head and said, "I don't know, I only know the master's oracle."

Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "Is it possible that something happened to me and the boss wants to settle accounts with me?"

 “Don’t tempt me, I really don’t know.” Simu said seriously.

"Go, Qin Yao." Uncle Jiu said, "Maybe Maoshan needs you!"

 Chin Yao: “…”

 At dusk, cranes soar into the sky.

 Maoshan.

 In the Yuanfu Palace.

Qin Yao walked into the hall, bowed and said: "Qin Yao, the eighty-eighth generation disciple, pays homage to the master."

The old headmaster sat on the futon with a solemn expression on his face: "No need to be polite, the situation is urgent. I'll cut the story short, Qin Yao, something happened."

 Chin Yao: “…”

Grass.

 If something happens, why don't you come to me?

 Look for Neimao! !

 (End of this chapter)