I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

That night.

Peacock Hotel.

Kuang Guohua led Kuang Fusheng to the opposite side of the street from the hotel and looked up at the brightly lit sign in front of them.

The next moment, Qin Yao, who sensed their presence, appeared out of nowhere, startling Fu Sheng so much that he instinctively retreated, almost turning into a zombie.

"What do you want to become?"

Qin Yao glanced at Kuang Fusheng, then asked Kuang Guohua.

"I guess I'll look middle-aged. I don't have to be good-looking, but I don't want to attract attention because I'm ugly," Kuang Guohua responded.

Qin Yao thought for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed, instantly transforming the other person into the likeness of Chin Siu-ho from the movie "Rigor Mortis." His down-on-his-luck appearance perfectly complemented, and even blended seamlessly with, Kuang Kwok-wah's disillusioned demeanor.

"Is this change truly timeless?"

Upon seeing this, Kuang Fusheng's face lit up with surprise, and he suddenly looked at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao nodded: "Moreover, only I can cast a spell to turn it back."

Kuang Fusheng suddenly became excited and bowed deeply: "Please help me change too, I don't want to be a child anymore!"

He was clearly an old man in his fifties or sixties, yet he was trapped inside the body of a child. He didn't complain or blame others, and he even became a monster because of it. It's hard to say that this wasn't related to having an older brother who was even more miserable than him.

Comparing who's the most miserable—it works!

Now that the older brother can start a new life, can't he too?
"Of course." Qin Yao nodded and asked with a smile, "What kind of person do you want to become?"

Without hesitation, Kuang Fusheng said, "I want to become a handsome man, just like a movie star."

Qin Yao shook his head: "You will definitely regret doing this. Kuang Guohua has no choice but to live under someone else's name."

But you are different; you don't have this problem. So I suggest you become a younger or middle-aged version of your current appearance, so you won't have any regrets in the future.

After all, your foundation isn't bad.

Kuang Fusheng thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "You're right. Then please transform me into a young man."

Qin Yao then raised his hand and pointed, and a beam of immortal light flew out and entered his body, quickly transforming him into the appearance of a resurrected youth.

"I've grown up! I've finally grown up!"

Looking at his long legs, fair and slender hands, and pinching his thinner face, Kuang Fusheng burst into tears of joy, turned around and hugged Kuang Guohua beside him, jumping and skipping.

Kuang Guohua breathed a sigh of relief and was genuinely happy for his brother. After his emotions calmed down and he relaxed, he sincerely congratulated him: "Congratulations, you've finally put one thing on your mind."

Kuang Fusheng nodded heavily and turned to express his gratitude: "Thank you, I will remember this great kindness."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "It was nothing, no need to mention it. From now on, Guohua, your name will be Ahua, and Fusheng, your name will be Asheng. You will be my disciples."

The two exchanged a smile, then exclaimed in unison, "Master..."

The next day.

Elf Festival.

Riley and Shiya held their wedding in the castle, inviting countless residents from the entire town to attend. As a result, the castle, which had been quiet for half a century, became lively again. Qin Yao and Uncle Nine's small group were also among the attendees.

After a Western-style wedding, the banquet officially began, but Ma Xiaoling had no appetite and kept glancing at Kuang Guohua and Kuang Fusheng.

The power of the dragon reminded her that Qin Yao's two disciples were no ordinary people, but she didn't know if they were demons, ghosts, or zombies...

"what happened?"

Qin Yao smiled and walked to her side, asking softly.

Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips and hesitated before asking, "What are the backgrounds of your two apprentices?"

Qin Yao leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Ahua is Kuang Tianyou's grandfather."

Ma Xiaoling's eyes suddenly widened.

This relationship...

"I called him to protect Kuang Tianyou. I helped Kuang Tianyou avert his fatal calamity, but I'm also worried that fate will turn into death and keep taking his life." Qin Yao continued as he was stunned.

Ma Xiaoling didn't quite understand, but she was deeply shocked.

What she didn't understand was, she didn't see Qin Yao do anything, so how did he avert Tianyou's death?
What shocked him most was the second half of the sentence, both by his conjecture and by his expectations of his grandfather, Kuang Tianyou…

Seeing that she was alright, Qin Yao smiled slightly and was about to eat something when he caught a glimpse of a crew-cut man in a white trench coat out of the corner of his eye, and his eyelids twitched incessantly.

Thick eyebrows, large eyes, bronze skin, white trench coat, mysterious aura...

These elements combined make it hard not to think of the combat power ceiling in My Date with a Zombie, Jiang Chen, the zombie king who was ordered to guard Nuwa!
After a moment's hesitation, he silently put down the food in his hand and strode towards the other person.

However, when he was only a few body lengths away from the other person, the white-clad figure suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Even with both his divine eye and spiritual eye open, he still couldn't see how the other person left...

"Mr. Qin."

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Qin Yao turned around and saw Riley with Shiya, holding a wine glass and looking at him with a smile.

"Congratulations."

“Thank you, we’d like to toast you.” Riley handed him a glass of wine and said sincerely.

Qin Yao silently took the cup, clinked it with the couple, and drank it all in one gulp: "After the wedding, once you've finished exorcising those vengeful spirits outside the castle, come find me in Hong Kong."

It's not that I need you to do anything, but rather that I've forcibly changed your fate. Once fate itself has its eye on you, it's like falling into a horror movie; being alone will be extremely dangerous.

Riley nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand, Mr. Qin..."

Mid-afternoon.

As the wedding banquet came to an end, Wang Zhenzhen's interest in the town waned, and she instead encouraged everyone to travel to England.

No one objected to this; they treated her almost like a tour guide, following wherever she suggested.

This trip lasted for more than ten days. Including the three days in the small town, they had unknowingly been in England for half a month.

After they had had their fill of fun and had nowhere else to go, Wang Zhenzhen led the way back to China, inviting all her friends to a barbecue on the rooftop of Jiajia Building, which served as a fitting end to their trip...

Just as they entered the building, all smiles and chattering, they saw an old man sitting behind the reception desk, repeatedly banging his head against the table.

"Uncle Gu, what's wrong?"

The loud thuds silenced everyone instantly, and Wang Zhenzhen, as the young mistress, asked softly.

Uncle Gu looked up at the sound, a dark aura gathering between his brows: "There's a set of Mark Six lottery numbers that I've been buying for a long time without winning, except for yesterday when I didn't buy any, and yet these numbers won tens of millions. Tens of millions! How could I be so unlucky!"

Upon hearing this, a golden light flashed in Uncle Nine's eyes, and he immediately saw a fat ghost dressed in a yellow tracksuit inside Uncle Gu's body. Moreover, the fat ghost gave him a very ominous feeling.

Upon discovering this, he immediately tried to subdue the fat ghost in yellow, but just as he was about to act, Qin Yao grabbed his wrist.

"Master, do not act rashly. This ghost carries great karma and terror. It is very likely that it is bait thrown by fate from the previous timeline to lure out us, the two fish that have escaped fate." Seeing his puzzled look, Qin Yao secretly transmitted his voice. Uncle Nine was startled.

He knew that his disciple possessed a twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, making him far more sensitive to cause and effect than he was.

Now that the other party suspects that this unlucky fellow is a bait set by fate, even if he isn't, his bad luck might still drag down the master and disciple. It's best not to provoke him.

However, Ma Xiaoling was unaware of this. After realizing that Uncle Gu was possessed by an evil spirit, she took out a pump bottle and sprayed it towards Uncle Gu's forehead.

With a hiss, the exorcism potion in the white pump bottle landed on Uncle Gu's head, and a scream suddenly echoed throughout the hall.

The unlucky guy in the yellow shirt escaped from Uncle Gu's body and disappeared into the wall with a whoosh.

"Who's calling?"

Uncle Gu was startled and asked in alarm.

Fearing that he might be too frightened to work or even suffer a nervous breakdown, Ma Xiaoling feigned confusion and asked, "What? Who's calling? Is someone calling?"

Wang Zhenzhen instantly understood her best friend's thoughts and said, "Uncle Gu, you misheard. It's probably because you're too excited that you're hallucinating."

Uncle Gu raised his hand and touched the exorcism water on his forehead, then asked, "Then what is this spray?"

"It's something that can calm you down. Aren't you much calmer now?" Ma Xiaoling asked in return.

Uncle Gu: "..."

A short while later, the group bid farewell to the unlucky old man who had missed out on tens of millions of dollars and rushed into Wang Zhenzhen's home.

After closing the door, Wang Zhenzhen immediately asked, "Xiaoling, what's going on?"

Ma Xiaoling responded, "It's just an unlucky guy. Uncle Gu is also unlucky, running into it at this time of year."

Wang Zhenzhen gasped: "Does that mean that the unlucky guy is still inside the building?"

Ma Xiaoling nodded: "Yes! I'll call Zhengzhong right away and ask him to bring willow leaves and pomelo leaves over. We can use these two kinds of leaves to spray water all over the building and drive it out completely."

"Wait a minute," Qin Yao suddenly said.

Ma Xiaoling looked over and asked, "Is Master Qin going to personally take care of this unlucky fellow?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "I think it's better to leave this work to my two apprentices, and there's no need to bother Jin Zhengzhong."

He knew very well that if Kim Jung-jung were to do this, things would definitely go wrong. The unlucky guy wouldn't be kicked out of the building; instead, he would be forced into the home of a resident named Ruan Mengmeng.

As a result, not only will Ruan Mengmeng not have a good ending, but whenever the master and disciple make a move in front of the unfortunate soul, it may attract the attention of fate in the first timeline.

Therefore, they must be driven out of the building; history must not be allowed to repeat itself!
“Let’s go find willow leaves and pomelo leaves.” At this moment, Kuang Guohua immediately got up.

Qin Yao nodded and instructed, "After the exorcism water is made, when spraying it, be sure to spray the door of the resident first, and then spray the corridor of the building, so as to prevent the dog from being driven into a dead end and instead forcing that unlucky ghost into the resident's home to harm people."

"Understood," Kuang Guohua said in a deep voice.

Lean less.

under night.

The group went from Zhenzhen's house to the rooftop of the building, set up a barbecue grill and a small table, and enjoyed the moon while grilling meat, all while waiting for Kuang Guohua and Kuang Fusheng to arrive.

More than ten minutes later, as the white smoke from the barbecue rose, Qin Yao, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, clearly saw the unlucky guy in the yellow shirt hurriedly run out of the building, sighing incessantly.

"Would it be safe if we just got rid of him?" Uncle Nine slowly approached him and asked softly.

“We might not be able to get rid of him,” Qin Yao sighed. “Look at him, he clearly has an extraordinary obsession with the Jiajia Building.”

Uncle Nine pondered for a moment and said, "What if we help him get rid of this obsession?"

"In the process of helping him, our karma with him will become increasingly intertwined, and the level of danger will continue to rise," Qin Yao said telepathically.

Uncle Nine followed up with a telepathic message: "Why does it feel like we've taken the script from the previous timeline, where Yamamoto Kazuo was the one? In the previous timeline, we were the ones trying every possible way to find Yamamoto. But in this timeline, we have to do everything we can to avoid our fate."

Qin Yao said solemnly, "Therefore, we need more Fate Breakers. When the final battle comes, each additional Fate Breaker may increase our chances of victory."

Otherwise, the worst outcome would be like Yamamoto Kazuo in the previous timeline—completely killed.

Uncle Nine: "..."

"Sorry, I'm late."

Just as he was silent, a sprightly old man with a full head of silver hair, wearing a black suit, hurried over and said with a smile.

"Let me introduce you," Ma Xiaoling said with a smile. "This is Uncle He Yingqiu, a descendant of the Southern Mao (Southern Mao) lineage from the Northern Mao (Northern Mao)..."

"Master, why did you arrive first?"

Before she could finish speaking, He Yingqiu suddenly stared at Uncle Jiu and asked.

Uncle Nine: "???"

"Master?" Ma Xiaoling asked in surprise.

He Yingqiu nodded and pointed at Uncle Nine, saying, "It's him. It seems you already know each other?"

"Wait a minute." Uncle Nine raised his hand and said, "Excuse me, I don't know you."

He Yingqiu was dumbfounded.

Just then, a white light suddenly flashed at the top of the rooftop staircase, and an elevator appeared out of thin air within the light.

A man in a blue robe, whose appearance was 99% similar to Uncle Nine, stepped out of the door, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Are you my master?" He Yingqiu asked, turning around.

Mao Xiaofang: "???"

Is this guy getting senile?

At the same time, everyone looked at Uncle Nine, then at Mao Xiaofang, their faces filled with surprise.

In the silence, Qin Yao cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask if you are Master Mao Xiaofang?"

Mao Xiaofang smiled and nodded, then with a flick of his sleeve retracted the white-light elevator behind him: "I am Mao Xiaofang. My apprentice has already told you, hasn't he?"

He Yingqiu said with embarrassment, "Master, I haven't told you yet. Because of a little accident, I'm late."

Mao Xiaofang: "..."

If you're late, then I won't be early anymore?

How embarrassing!

"It's alright," Qin Yao said with a smile. "It's not too late to say what you need to say now."

He Yingqiu then braced himself and said, "My master wants to come up and see Mr. Lin, so he asked me to come and tell you in advance."

After his name was called, Uncle Nine stepped out of the crowd and walked step by step to Mao Xiaofang's side:
"Truly amazing! Even twins probably wouldn't look this alike. I am Lin Jiu, greetings, fellow Daoist!" (End of Chapter)