I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

 After thinking about it again and again, Qin Yao gave up the idea of ​​artificially helping the two immortals.

He is not confident that this matter will be perfect, but any trace left behind may become an obstacle to promotion to "immortal" in the future!

Time passed slowly, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

The inexplicable aroma of food blew into different rooms along with the night wind. Qin Yao, Tieguai Li, and Han Zhongli subconsciously smelled the smell and walked into the courtyard.

Looking around, I saw Yancai in green sitting behind the wooden table with a bright smile on her face.

 The table was filled with all kinds of cooked seafood, with beautiful colors and rich aroma. Han Zhongli's mouth watered and his throat kept moving.

 “Does it smell good?” Yancai asked with a bright smile and her head raised.

 “Smells.” Han Zhongli nodded repeatedly.

Tieguai Li twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his foot and stepped on him hard, scolding: "Have you never eaten seafood?"

Han Zhongli took a breath and kept kicking his legs to relieve the severe pain: "I have eaten it before, but this is the first time I have seen such rich seafood."

Yancai pursed her lips and looked directly into Qin Yao's eyes: "Play the flute. As long as you can play my short flute, I can make it for you every day from now on."

 “Okay, okay.” Han Zhongli answered.

Yancai smiled again, her eyes as crescent-shaped.

 “I feel bad.”

Qin Yao said seriously: "Miss Yancai, I advise you not to waste your efforts. No matter what methods you use, I will never play the short flute."

Colorful: “…”

 Outside the door, in the night, the eyes peering into the courtyard were slightly cold.

He has never even eaten the food cooked by his cousin. This guy actually abandons it like a shoe. He deserves to be damned.

"What are you worried about, or what are you afraid of?" Yancai asked in confusion.

Qin Yao: "Then tell me, why did you search for musicians from all over the city to play your short flute?"

 “This…” Yancai paused slightly, a little hard to say.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it.” Qin Yao chuckled.

“Did I tell you that you would play the flute?” Yancai asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, I will never play the flute in my life."

Yancai was stunned: "Wait a minute, why have you been so stimulated that you stopped playing your Xiao?"

"No more chatting, I have something to do, let's go ahead." Qin Yao was not in the mood to chat with her anymore, he cupped his hands and strode out of the courtyard.

"Okay, if you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it. I'll finish it all by myself." Yancai shouted at his back, but unfortunately, the man didn't even turn his head.

"Girl Yancai, I think I can still help you a little bit in solving these food problems." When Qin Yao walked out of the courtyard, Han Zhongli rubbed his palms and said with a smile.

“I don’t need help, just go away.” Yancai sat down angrily, holding a shiny prawn in her hands: “If he doesn’t eat it, I’ll eat it myself!”

 Han Zhongli: “…”

He wanted to ask if you could eat, but before he could ask, he was forcefully dragged out of the courtyard thatched cottage by Tieguai Li Shengla.

 “Shrimp General.” Watching the three people leave one after another, the man hiding in the darkness called softly.

 “Prince Hualong.” A humanoid monster wearing red armor emerged from the ground and bowed before him.

 “You go and kill that Han Xiangzi.” Hua Long ordered.

“Do I need my subordinates to get rid of those two immortals together?” To show his loyalty, Xia will ask for help.

Hualong shook his head: "No need, those two immortals are protected by the gods. Not to mention you, even I may not be able to kill them. Relatively speaking, killing Han Xiangzi is easier."

 “Yes, Prince.” Xia Jiang bowed.

 “Let’s go.” Hualong waved his hand, flashed his body, and suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Beside the table, Yancai felt something in her heart, turned around to look, and then stood up with a loud cry: "Cousin Hualong? Why are you here?!"

Hualong slowly came to her, with a smile on his long face: "Because you are here. Wherever you are, I will appear."

Yancai put down the shrimp shell in her hand and said sincerely: "Cousin, I don't think you need to always focus on me. The East China Sea is vast and there are many beauties, and I may not be the most suitable one for you."

Hualong shook his head: "You promised me that if you can't find a suitable person who can play the short flute, you will marry me!"

This is also one of the main reasons why he is determined to kill Han Xiangzi. He is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case, it is better to get rid of this disaster in advance.

 Fu'an County.

Qin Yao stepped into a restaurant, ordered four dishes and one soup, sat down and started to eat.

 Performing a full set of plays, the immortal does not need to eat and sleep, but "Han Xiangzi" does.

 So before Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li got the elixir for themselves, he had to work hard to play the role of a "mortal".

 “Han Xiangzi?” Shao Qing, a big man with a red face stopped in front of his desk and asked as if to confirm.

“Who are you?” Qin Yao took back the chopsticks he was using to pick up food and looked at the other person intently.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, as long as you are Han Xiangzi.” The red-faced man smiled coldly, and his right hand suddenly turned into a crab claw, with a red light, and stabbed forward fiercely.

Qin Yao held the wooden chopsticks in his hand, turned his wrist and was about to blow the big man's head apart. Unexpectedly, Han Zhongli's loud shout suddenly sounded outside the door: "Stop it, you monster!"

His wrist flicked slightly, and the fairy energy that surged to his fingertips was immediately withdrawn.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

  Han Zhongli’s voice came through, but his magic power didn’t come through.

When he rushed all the way to Qin Yao, the crab claws as sharp as a blade had already pierced Han Xiangzi's chest.

 “Damn.”

Looking at Han Xiangzi's blood splattering on the table, Han Zhongli didn't care anymore and ran over to support the other man's shaky body.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

Tieguai Li ran over closely behind him and hit the shrimp commander **** the face with his cane, sending him flying up and hitting a table not far away.

Han Zhongli quickly touched Han Xiangzi's body twice with his fingers to seal the gushing blood.

Then he used meager magic power to hang him alive, and shouted to Tieguai Li: "I don't have enough magic power to save him. The only way now is to take him back to the thatched cottage as soon as possible and ask the demon girl to help him."

Laoguai, I will leave this hurtful monster to you. Capture him alive if you can, and investigate why he wanted to kill Han Xiangzi. "

Before he finished speaking, before Tieguai Li could reply, Han Zhongli rushed out of the restaurant with Han Xiangzi in his arms and disappeared into the lobby.

In the lobby, Tieguai Li, who had very little mana left, looked at the red-armored monster and swallowed subconsciously.

 Capture the opponent alive? In his current state, he is probably going to be captured alive by this monster!

 Han Zhongli was not worried that Tieguai Li's life would be in danger.

 They are heavenly messengers, blessed by the gods. They can be defeated, but they will never be killed.

 Otherwise, the Dragon King would definitely not have given them the chance to find the other Six Immortals, and would have taken action himself to kill the two of them.

 But Han Xiangzi is different. He is now a mortal body. If he dies, it will seriously slow down the gathering of the Eight Immortals.

Hence, Han Zhongli almost put all his energy into feeding and ran as fast as he could to the thatched cottage in the suburbs.

Lying on Han Zhongli’s back and secretly watching him sweating profusely, Qin Yao felt strangely moved in his heart.

 Although the other party is working so hard to ensure that the Eight Immortals return to their throne, in the final analysis, he is also working hard to keep himself alive.

Thinking of this, Qin Yao's palm on Han Zhongli's back quietly surged out with a trace of faith, penetrating into the opponent's body like threads.

Han Zhongli didn't know where the strength came from in his body, which caused his running speed to surge again. It took only half a cup of tea to send Han Xiangzi from the market into the small courtyard.

 “Witch... Bah, colorful girl, come out to save people!”

In the side room, Yancai, who had a round belly after eating, was slightly startled, rubbed her belly and walked out of the room: "What's going on?"

Han Zhongli rushed straight into her room, placed Qin Yao on the fragrant bed, and said urgently: "I will explain it later, save people first."

Yancai nodded, made a sword seal with her hand, wrapped it around her chest twice, and then pointed a green light at Qin Yao's chest and abdomen.

The green light entered the body, and the wounds on this mortal body healed quickly. In the blink of an eye, the wounds caused by the crab claws disappeared.

 “Han Xiangzi, Han Xiangzi.”

After treating his injuries, Yancai came to the bed, gently pinched the other person's nose and called out.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and woke up suddenly, his face full of shock: "Why am I here?"

"Of course I risked my life to carry you back." Han Zhongli said, patting his chest.

“Thank you very much.” Qin Yao said sincerely.

 “What about me? What about me?” Yancai asked enthusiastically.

A smile broke out on Qin Yao's face: "Thank you too."

 Human nature is extremely complex. Most of the time, love and hate are all in one thought.

Yancai pestered him to play the short flute, which was a very offensive behavior.

But she didn't force herself, and she didn't put herself in a very high position. She loved to laugh by nature, and even when she spoke, there was a smile between her brows, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds. It was really difficult. Getting annoying.

Not to mention, the other party has now "saved" his life. As long as he has some conscience, this thank you is indispensable.

Yancai blinked, her eyes sparkling, she summoned the short black flute with a flip of her hand, and said with a smile: "Verbal thanks are too vain, be practical and play the flute."

Qin Yao decisively refused: "Don't brag!"

He knows the meaning of this short flute. If he really blows this short flute, there is a high probability that Yancai's heart will be pinned on him like in the original work.

 This is something he doesn't want to see.

Yancai is quite disappointed, but there is nothing she can do about it.

"Are you okay?" At this time, Tieguai Li, with a white cloth wrapped around his face, came to the door and asked Qin Yao.

"I'm fine." Qin Yao stood up and said, "But Shangxian, you seem to have something wrong."

"It's okay." Tieguai Li admitted it and waved his hands repeatedly: "I just bumped my nose on the way back, and the little apprentice in the medicine hall made it happen for me."

Han Zhongli moved his lips, but after seeing Tieguai Li's warning gaze, he closed his mouth again.

“Can you tell me now, what happened?” Yancai asked.

Tieguai Li paused slightly, pointed at Han Zhongli and said, "It's all this guy's fault."

 Qin Yao and Yancai Jin both had question marks on their faces.

 Why are you all blaming Han Zhongli?

"After Han Xiangzi left, the two of us chased him. Who would have thought of chasing after him? This guy was like a child and insisted on buying candied haws. This delayed us for a while, and Han Xiangzi was killed by a Injured by shrimp spirit," Tieguai Li complained.

 “Shrimp spirit?” Yancai murmured softly, thoughtfully.

At the same time, Qin Yao contacted the original work that he had read in his previous life, and he roughly guessed the origin of the shrimp spirit, with a cold look in his eyes.

 The time when he traveled through time was earlier than the time when he met Yancai, so he was the one that Prince Hualong wanted to kill, not Han Xiangzi who was killed by Li Daitao.

 He remembered clearly that in the original work, the true identity of Prince Hualong was Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals.

This guy loves colorful colors so much that he wants to kill Han Xiangzi and then be quick. In fact, he almost killed Han Xiangzi. It was Yancai who appeared at the critical moment and saved the other person's life.

 Later, he went against the other Seven Immortals many times, until finally, the Dragon King of the East China Sea gave him up for his own benefit. He was forced to abandon the secret and turn to the light, becoming one of the Eight Immortals.

In other words, after being the villain for half of the show, he finally cleared his name by relying on his identity.

 In the original work, Han Xiangzi could forgive him.

But Qin Yao respected the sage Confucius very much. How could he repay evil with virtue?

 As for the Eight Immortals crossing the sea...

 A name suddenly flashed into his mind.

Since he can replace Tao Jiang and become Han Xiangzi, why can't Lan Caihe's master Zhang Guo in the original work become Zhang Guolao?

Isn’t it just adding the character "老" after the name...

"What are you thinking about?" Han Zhongli asked, looking at his thoughtful expression and eager to change the subject.

Qin Yao came back to his senses and said seriously: "I was wondering, have you figured out a way to help me become an immortal?"

 “Help you become an immortal?” Yancai had a gossipy look on her face, which was really cute.

Qin Yao pointed to the two immortals and said: "They said that I am one of the eight immortals and they want to help me become an immortal, but I don't want to become another person... It's that simple."

"Eight Immortals." Yancai's heart skipped a beat, but she suddenly remembered a legend she had heard.

 Eight Immortals work together to level the East China Sea!

"Ahem." Han Zhongli coughed again and said hesitantly: "I have figured out a way, but there is something wrong with the operation."

Qin Yao said calmly: "What's the problem?"

Zhongli of the Han Dynasty: "The gap between mortals and immortals is a huge gap. Ordinary spiritual substances and medicines cannot make people become immortals overnight. Only those legendary substances have such power."

 Among the legendary substances, only Laojun’s Nine Transformations Elixir is the most likely to be obtained, but the problem is that we can’t go to the sky now. "

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face: "I have a question, why do you think that if you go to heaven and see Laojun, Laojun will give you the Nine-Revolution Elixir?"

Zhongli of the Han Dynasty pointed at Tieguai Li and said with a smile: "This is why he has a close relationship with Laojun!" (End of this chapter)