I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 107 Fate (For Subscription)

Qin Yao is very perverted.

But no matter how perverted he is, he is still at the division level.

Beating his waist, looking down at the smiling female ghost, Qin Yao couldn't help but think in his heart: Maybe...it's time for him to add some more to his body.

No body made of iron can be made like this, it must be tempered into steel.

"After I separated from the ten directions, I traveled around the world, saw all the mountains and rivers in the world, experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and passed a valley. I saw countless corpses lying in the valley, and the souls of resentment wailed. A monk stood in the valley together, trying to help countless resentment. The reincarnation of the soul, but they overestimated themselves, and underestimated the resentment of the resentful souls. Not to mention the failure, they also ruined their hope of escape. When he was dying, the Taoist asked the patriarch to fly away and sealed all the resentful souls. At that time, I heard him report his family name, and he was talking about Maoshan."

"Patriarch Fuchen..." Qin Yao's heart skipped a beat.

No matter which generation of ancestors passed down the whisk, it can seal countless resentful souls, which shows its high quality.

Taking it and presenting it to the master will not only save face for myself, but also for the master in front of others. In the future, it will be even more face-saving to go back to Maoshan with a whisk in hand.

Uncle Jiu is so kind, this gift just tickled his itch.The only question is whether he can effectively eliminate those resentful ghosts who have been sealed by the fly whisk. Otherwise, once the ghosts escape and wreak havoc in the world, it will be a big trouble, a big karma!

"Countless... roughly how much is it?" Qin Yao asked softly after pondering for a long time.

"Seventy to eighty thousand at least." Xiaozhuo recalled.

Qin Yao: "..."

Don't look at the hundreds of thousands of people who used to fight in a big battle in ancient times, you think it's less than [-] to [-] people.

Seventy to eighty thousand ghosts and ghosts are making trouble together, and unless they have a celestial master, they can't escape if they want to, just like the monk Xiao Zhuo said.

"Do you feel helpless?"

Xiao Zhuo drew back and forth on his chest with his fingers, and said with a smile: "But Yu Kong has the heart to want the magic weapon, but he doesn't have the strength to obtain the magic weapon."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and grabbed her wrist: "Who said I don't have the strength to take treasures?"

Xiao Zhuo asked in surprise, "Are you going to Maoshan for help?"

"Why do you beg Maoshan?" Qin Yao shook his head, looked at her and said, "My woman is the Holy Maiden of Montenegro, so it's troublesome to deal with [-] or [-] resentful ghosts?"

Xiao Zhuo laughed loudly, raised his hand to break away from his palm, turned over and sat on him: "How can you be ashamed to eat soft food so righteously?"

Qin Yao: "I call this soft food hard food, what does it have to do with shame?"

Xiao Zhuo licked his lips: "That depends on your performance."

Qin Yao: "..."

Oh shit.

This female ghost is too good at it.

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Xiao Zhuo left the building with a red face and rushed to the underworld.Qin Yao returned to his office with a blank expression, sat on the boss's chair, and called Ren Tingting: "Please find someone to help me buy something to eat."

Ren Tingting nodded and said, "What would Mr. Qin want to eat?"

"Ginseng, abalone, oysters, sea cucumbers, prawns, mutton, whatever you can find, let's have some." Qin Yao said lightly.

Ren Tingting was slightly taken aback.

His face suddenly became strange.

……

Shortly after.

The golden sunlight shines obliquely into the office through the window sill.

The seal on Qin Yao's shadow on the ground suddenly shattered, and a puff of blue smoke came out, and a female ghost in a black dress appeared out of the smoke angrily, and shouted angrily: "Zhuo's name is Zhuo!" What about the female ghost? I want to fight her hard!"

Qin Yao didn't plan to talk to her, just ate and let her sing a one-man show.

"Can't you hear me?" Xiao Wenjun clapped his hands on the desk and said loudly.

Qin Yao pointed to the dishes on the table: "Do you want some?"

The essence of ghost food food can also smell the aroma of food.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Xiao Wenjun swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "What to eat, I'm getting angry!"

"I'll scold when I'm full." Qin Yao pushed a plate of abalone in front of her and said casually.

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

It seems... a bit fragrant.

After a while.

Sitting lazily across from Qin Yao, Xiao Wenjun, who was full of food and drink, sighed and said, "Last time, I was able to deceive myself. This time, I really can't continue to deceive myself. I didn't expect you to progress so fast, obviously I ..."

"It's you, what?" Qin Yao raised his head and asked.

"Nothing." Xiao Wenjun sulked.

Qin Yao picked up the white towel on the table and wiped his hands: "Xiao Wenjun, do you like me?"

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

She couldn't answer.

"You see, even you can't be sure."

Qin Yao said calmly: "Now you probably feel that something that should belong to you has been taken away by others, so you feel depressed and dissatisfied, and you want to get it back, not because you feel sad because your beloved is occupied by others. "

The mist in Xiao Wenjun's heart seemed to be cleared away, but she still couldn't let go easily: "Then you are sure that the Holy Maiden of Montenegro likes you? She is so old, she has seen all the vicissitudes of life, and she will never fall in love with someone at first sight!"

Qin Yao said with a smile: "She and I are not in love. The reason why we got together can only be said to be due to fate. I want to pick off this thorny flower. She needs to find a sustenance for her long and empty life." , a concern. The two sides hit it off immediately, just like dry wood meeting a raging fire, it will ignite at the touch of a touch."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Wenjun actually felt better, and curled his lips: "It's not romantic at all."

"This is not a romance novel. What romance do you want? Heartbroken, do you want to die?" Qin Yao said angrily.

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

Although there is a feeling of being fooled, it seems that my heart is not so depressed.

Hell.

Dead city.

On Montenegro.

Xiao Zhuo was dressed in a colorful dress, dragging a long skirt, as sacred as a goddess, and walked slowly towards a military camp.

In the darkness, all eyes were like gangrene, fixed on her body, whispering.

"I heard that she and the Buddha of the Ten Directions have severed all ties. I wonder if it's true?"

"It's true, I was around at the time, and the conversation between them was not behind anyone else's back."

"Without the blessing of the Buddha, can she still hold her position as a saint?"

"I see Xuan! Over the years, there have been many ghosts and gods who are jealous of her, jealous of her, and whose interests have been damaged by her existence. As long as someone connects with them..."

"Tsk tsk, she's also out of her mind. The incident of falling out with the Buddha is known to all the ghosts, and those ghosts who hate her will not be able to punish her if they don't want to."

"Ghost! The longer you enjoy it, the easier it is to lose yourself. She probably thinks that her status as a saint is noble enough, but she has forgotten how this status came about."

"Don't say it, don't say it, she has entered the Yesha camp... what does she want to do?"

(End of this chapter)