I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 796: Destroy people and money

Chapter 796: Cutting off people and money

“Fellow folks, please take a look.”

Zhong Jun shouted loudly, pointed to the talismans on the Taoist robe and said: "These are the talismans that have been poured into my magic power. Wearing them with you can drive away ghosts and avoid demons.

 Originally, since we are all friends, this talisman should be given to you for free, but I am very weak because I have lost these mana powers, and I urgently need precious herbs to replenish my vitality, so I have no choice but to charge a small fee. "

 “How much?” someone asked loudly.

“It’s not expensive, it’s only a hundred yuan for a magic talisman.” Zhong Jun said.

 “Hey.” An old lady exclaimed: “One hundred yuan is not expensive?”

"Mother-in-law, you have to know that this talisman is not a one-time item. As long as it is well preserved, it can be used for three generations. Three generations, one hundred yuan, do you still think it is expensive after thinking about it?" Zhong Jun shouted.

The old lady nodded slightly and murmured in a low voice: "If it is really effective, this is not expensive."

 “Give me one.” A powerful man in coarse cloth said loudly.

 “I want one.”

 “I want two.”

 After someone took the lead, people immediately rushed to shout.

“No rush, no rush, please line up and buy in an orderly manner.” Zhong Jun’s cheeks smiled like flowers and he waved his hands repeatedly.

 “Wait a minute!”

Seeing this, Mao Xiaofang finally couldn't help it anymore and strode into the church. He secretly used the sound of tiger and leopard thunder to make these two words ring like evening drums and morning bells, drowning out all the noisy sounds and calming all the villagers.

Zhong Jun smiled and looked up at the thin figure striding towards him: "Are you here to buy a talisman?"

Mao Xiaofang said coldly: "What talisman? Where can a talisman with no magic power be used? If I buy this talisman of yours, it will be fine if you don't encounter ghosts. But if you encounter ghosts and want to rely on this talisman to protect you, you will definitely be doomed." . In this regard, you are seeking wealth and murder.”

Zhong Jun's face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you say that?"

Mao Xiaofang took off the oil-paper umbrella hanging on the cloth bag and said, "Miss Xiaolian, please help me get that Taoist robe."

 Chen Xiaolian turned into a gust of dark wind, flew out of the paper umbrella, forcibly snatched the Taoist robe covered with spiritual talismans from He Daijin's hand, and put it directly on herself.

Mortals can't see her ghost body, they can only see the robe floating in the air, which is weird and scary.

“Master Zhong, even the three hundred talismans stacked together cannot harm a single soul. How can you drive away fierce ghosts with just one talisman?” Mao Xiaofang said.

 “Soul? Are you raising ghosts?!” Zhong Jun shouted.

The crowd was in an uproar, and all stepped back, keeping distance from Mao Xiaofang and even the Taoist robe in the air.

Mao Xiaofang frowned and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, this soul is my friend, not the ghost I raised. People are divided into good guys and bad guys, and ghosts are naturally divided into good ghosts and bad ghosts. The soul you are frightened should be someone else's. Someone I can’t even dream of meeting.”

 Hearing this sentence, the fear in people's hearts suddenly disappeared a lot.

 “I think you are just pretending.”

After the anger, Zhong Jun gradually calmed down, but there was still a trace of fear in his heart. He shouted angrily at Mao Xiaofang, and then said to the three disciples: "Disciples, let's go. We don't have the same experience as this guy."

Mao Xiaofang waved, took the Taoist robe from Chen Xiaolian, and threw it towards Zhong Jun: "Your Taoist robe."

Zhong Jun didn’t even look back, letting his robe fall to the ground and disappearing into the church in the blink of an eye.

“Master, these talismans are really useless.” After watching them disappear, the former mother-in-law lowered her eyes and looked at the Taoist robe on the ground.

 “It’s really useless.” Mao Xiaofang said with great certainty.

"If it's not useful, then it's useless. I'll take one and take it home for my grandson to play with." The old lady said and went straight to the priest's robe.

 “I’ll take one for my son to play with.”

    “I’ll take one for my granddaughter to play with.”     …

Even though I know it’s useless, now you can get a hundred yuan worth of talisman paper for free. Who wouldn’t want to take advantage of this?

 The people present made excuses for themselves and took off the talismans one by one from their robes.

 Looking at their looting, Mao Xiaofang was speechless.

"Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents. I'm afraid Mr. Zhong will hate you to the core." After a while, everyone left one after another, and Qin Yao slowly came to Mao Xiaofang's side.

Mao Xiaofang said frankly: "I am not afraid that she will hate me, but I am afraid that she will continue to lie to others in another place."

Qin Yao smiled and said: "I'm afraid she no longer has the intention to deceive others, but is focused on getting her place back."

 Long street.

 The rain and fog are hazy.

Zhong Jun and his three disciples walked silently in the misty rain, and soon they became wet.

“Master, where are we going?” After a long time, a female disciple asked softly.

Zhong Jun said coldly: "Go to the police station to find Abang. This matter must not be left alone."

“Sister, I can’t help you with this matter.”

A moment later, in the police station, a young man dressed in plain clothes shook his head and said, "You can't tell what crime they committed, so why should I summon them for investigation?"

 “Didn’t I say, they are raising little devils!” Zhong Jun said.

Zhong Bang was speechless: "You want me to write in the report that they are raising imps and take them to the police station for investigation?"

Zhong Jun vaguely felt that this matter was not very reliable, so he said: "Can't you just find an excuse to bring them here? You don't need to lynch them, just lock them up for a few days to scare them."

Zhong Bang shook his head: "I still say the same thing, I can't help you, sister."

 “No emotion, no morals.”

Zhong Jun stared at him with disappointment and said: "Other people are very shy when they have a policeman in their house. Not to mention showing off their power, at least no one dares to bully him.

 As far as our family is concerned, sister, I have never enjoyed the honor of your police uniform. If I had known this, why would I have gone to all the trouble and spent so much money to send you to the police academy? "

Zhong Bang smiled bitterly: "Sister, I also have my own difficulties, please listen to me slowly..."

  ——

 That night.

 In the town, in Yizhuang.

Wearing a white robe and a majestic face, Yang Feiyun sat cross-legged on a coffin. As he breathed, strands of black air flew out of the coffin and entered his mouth and nose.

                                       

During the retreat, his right ear twitched slightly, but he heard the sound of the door being opened. He immediately held his breath, jumped up from the coffin lid, and hid in the darkness.

In a blink of an eye, a hand pushed open the wooden door of the morgue, and two figures stepped into the room side by side.

Using the dim moonlight, Yang Feiyun could clearly see the appearance of the visitor. They were the two weirdos he met a few days ago...

“The zombie is in this coffin. I don’t know if it’s Xuan Kui.” Mao Xiaofang grasped the compass and pointed at the coffin.

"It's definitely not Xuan Kui..." Qin Yao said, raising his eyes to where Yang Feiyun was hiding: "Stop hiding, come out and chat."

 (End of this chapter)

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