I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 862 The Living King of Hell

 The morning sun rises and shines on the world.

Lanruo Temple, in a dark place, Nie Xiaoqian looked at the dazzling sunlight outside and carefully stretched out a palm.

When the sun fell on her hands and she felt warmth instead of stinging, her eyes instantly became uncontrollably moist, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.

 Three hundred and ninety-one days.

 She finally felt the warmth of the sun again.

What is the difference between this kind of ghost that can cry and laugh freely and freely. What kind of ghost is from humans?

 At this moment, she wholeheartedly gave up the idea of ​​reincarnation.

 For ghosts like sewer rats, reincarnation is a very bright thing.

 But for ghosts and monsters who can gain light, who is willing to cut off their true self in this life to achieve another self in the next life?

 After a long time, Nie Xiaoqian woke up as if from a dream. She quickly reached out to wipe away the tears on her face and turned around to go back to her room.

 Compared to the benefits that weirdo brought to me, what is cleaning?

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 Time passes.

While Xiaoqian was wiping the floor in Qin Yao's room with her head wrapped in a white towel, bent over, her hands pressed on a mop, strange sounds suddenly came from the roof planks.

 “Taoist Master Qin…”

Xiaoqian paused and turned to look at the burly figure sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Qin Yao slowly finished his work and looked up. He looked through the wooden board and saw six mummies wrestling together.

"If they like fighting so much, let them go out and fight." After a while, he looked back and said calmly.

  Nie Xiaoqian: “…”

 Out of this door, do these zombie demons still have a way to survive?

 You are the real living king of hell.

Just sighing with emotion, as a maid, she did not dare to disobey the other party's order. She raised her hand and released a white silk ribbon, which passed through the six corpse demons smoothly, pulled them down from the roof together, and threw them out of the room.

 “Zhi, Zi, Zi…”

 After seeing the sun, the zombie demon twitched for a moment, and was eventually turned into puddles of white liquid by the sun, which solidified on the ground.

  “Whoosh.”

Nie Xiaoqian turned her hand and made a hand gesture. The white silk that flew out immediately turned around and flew back, wrapping circles around her waist.

  —

 Two hours later.

 The sun sets in the west.

Nie Xiaoqian untied the white towel on her head, slowly came to Qin Yao, bowed and saluted: "Taoist Master, I have cleaned the inside and outside of Lanruo Temple. Please check."

"There is no need to check. All your seriousness and hard work are in my eyes." Qin Yao waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's getting late. Let's go to the street and treat you to something to eat."

 Xiaoqian blinked and had to remind: "Taoist Master, I am a ghost and cannot eat."

 “It’s enough to turn the emptiness into reality and refine the grains.”

Qin Yao took out the Heavenly Book from his hand, rubbed his fingers gently on the Heavenly Book, and directed a stream of light towards the opponent with a snap of his fingers.

Xiaoqian knew that Qin Yao would not hurt her, so she did not dodge or dodge, letting the light hit her chest and blend into her soul.

 In an instant, a feeling like a reincarnation swept through all her senses...

"Thank you, Taoist Master." Xiaoqian's heart trembled, and she quickly knelt down to express her thanks.

Qin Yao put away the Book of Heaven and said seriously: "Don't kneel down all the time. I don't like it."

 “Yes.” Xiaoqian stood up quickly with a well-behaved look on her face.

 From the time when he got her ashes urn, to when he cast the light-avoiding spell on her, and now from the virtual to the real, she couldn't be more impressed by this benefactor, and she gradually developed a heart of respect.

Soon, Qin Yao drew a talisman on the gate of Lanruo Temple to prevent outsiders from entering at will, and slowly led Nie Xiaoqian through the Wolf Forest to the main street of Guobei County.

“What a beautiful woman.” “This is the fairy in the painting.”

“Don’t look, don’t look, I’ll poke your eyes out again...”

Since Xiaoqian did not cover her veil, she would become the center of attention wherever she went, attracting countless attention and confusion.

“Taoist Priest, do I need to cover my face?” Xiaoqian was not used to this feeling and was even more afraid of getting into trouble.

Qin Yao said calmly: "You are upright and aboveboard, why should you cover your face for the sake of others' eyes?"

Xiaoqian said truthfully: "I'm afraid I'll get you into trouble."

Qin Yao smiled, and his increasingly majestic expression softened a lot: "Do you think I am someone who is afraid of trouble?"

 Xiaoqian: “…”

She looked at the other person as if he was eager for someone to cause trouble and relieve his boredom.

"Miss, buy a painting. Look how much this painting looks like you, as if it was copied after you." As she walked, an art dealer with plaster on his temples suddenly waved to her and shouted loudly.

Xiaoqian glanced at it and stopped.

 “Like it?” Qin Yao asked.

Xiaoqian hesitated to speak, and then said: "No, no, let's go eat first."

Qin Yao glanced at the picture of a lady washing her hair in the dealer's hand, turned around and left with Nie Xiaoqian.

A moment later, the two of them came to a restaurant. Qin Yao asked Nie Xiaoqian to order food, while he quietly walked from the restaurant to the painting stall on the pretext of cleaning his hands.

"It's you."

The owner of the painting stall laughed immediately after seeing him and said with a knowing smile: "Are you here to buy that painting?"

Qin Yao: "How much is it?"

 “Ten taels of silver.” Lion, the owner of the painting stall, opened his mouth.

Qin Yao took out a tael of silver from his Taoist robe and threw it on his table: "Sell it or not?"

　　Not to mention ten taels of silver, just one hundred taels. One thousand taels was nothing to him, but he just didn't like the feeling of being cheated.

Stall owner: "I said ten taels, but you only gave me one tael. There is no such thing as a counteroffer."

Qin Yao smiled and reached for the one tael of silver: "Forget it if you don't want to sell it."

"etc."

The owner of the painting stall slapped the folding fan on top of the one tael of silver, and said with an uneasy look on his face: "Just one tael, you are the first customer today, I can't let you get away."

 “Roll it up and give it to me.” Qin Yao ordered.

 Later.

 Qin Yao returned to Xiaoqian with empty hands, sat on the chair opposite her, and looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table: "Why did you order so few?"

“I think it’s enough for us to eat.” Xiaoqian smiled slightly.

Qin Yao nodded and picked up the chopsticks: "Eat first, don't worry about it later."

 “Wow~”

Just as Xiaoqian was slowly savoring the taste of the food, it suddenly rained heavily outside the inn, and gusts of cold wind howled into the shop.

“When you are in a good mood, even watching the rain is good.” Xiaoqian turned to look at the hurried pedestrians outside the window and said sincerely.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is this enough?"

 “If you are reborn, what is there to be dissatisfied about?” Xiaoqian murmured to herself.

"Shopkeeper, collect the bill." At this time, a scholar wearing a blue gown hurried into the shop carrying a book box and came to the shopkeeper who looked like a philistine.

Upon receiving the word "collection", the shopkeeper immediately stopped smiling: "The heavy rain can't stop you bill collectors, you are so annoying!"

 (End of this chapter)