I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 205

Fucheng.

Baiyu Building.

A young Taoist priest in a green shirt with a long sword on his back stood outside the door. Looking up, he saw the splendor of gold and jade, and the ornately decorated pavilion was full of monsters and red.

"Daoist, I see you have been standing outside the door for a long time, but you want to come in and stretch your feet to relax?"

A graceful woman in a ruby ​​red cheongsam twisted her slender waist and came out of the clubhouse with a sweet smile and a friendly attitude.

If it is an ordinary person who asks this question, not to mention sex and soul teaching, the heart lake will probably have ripples.However, the Taoist priest's Taoist heart is like iron, his eyes are like the dead sea, and a wave of righteousness comes out of his body, as clear as winter plums.

"Pinch your feet, how much money?"

"Silver?" The graceful woman was startled for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes lit up: "The value of one tael of silver is still more than one silver dollar. Ordinary massage plus foot massage is one yuan. For one tael of silver, you can use a set meal."

"Set meal?" The Taoist was puzzled.

"To put it simply, it is a combination of various items, such as soaking feet, pinching feet, massaging, stepping on the back, picking ears, and pressing the head." The graceful woman explained.

"One tael of silver can do so much?" The Taoist confirmed.

The woman laughed in surprise, and quietly changed her address: "Master Dao seems to be capable, making money is easy, but he doesn't know how hard it is to be mundane... A tael of silver, for a technician like us who can only rely on craftsmanship for a living , is no longer a small amount of money.”

The Taoist took out a couple of pieces of silver from his pocket, and threw it at the woman in the air: "Can I choose the technician you are talking about?"

"Of course, you are the money owner, you have the final say." The graceful woman reached out to catch the silver, turned around and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Dao, please follow me."

The Taoist priest followed her and came to a separate massage room, only to hear the woman say: "Please sit down for a while, I will call a technician for you now."

The Taoist said coldly: "Go, as soon as possible."

The graceful woman smiled slightly, turned and went out, and soon came in with ten women. The Taoist took a look, and among the ten people, there were three evildoers.

"Just her."

The Taoist glanced at the ten girls, and pointed to a tall and plump vixen.

The graceful woman nodded, clapped her hands and said, "Jin Cui stays, and the rest follow me."

"Master Dao, sit on the bed, and I'll take off your shoes and socks for you." After the girls left, a servant brought a wooden basin filled with traditional Chinese medicine and put it beside the bed, then bowed his head and left. With a friendly smile on his face, he said softly.

The Taoist sneered in his heart, determined to see what kind of tricks this coquettish fox had, so he sat down on the soft massage table and let the other party do what he wanted.

Not long after Jin Cui started working, she took a very serious attitude and carefully washed the Taoist's smelly feet, dried them with a white cloth, and then asked the Taoist to lie down, smeared Baiyulou's special gel on her hands, and began to help her pinch feet.

Although the Taoist kept his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed when the comfort on his feet was conveyed to his heart under the other's pinch.

About seventy minutes later, Jin Cui finished a set, with a layer of sweat on her nose and forehead, she got up and said, "Master Dao, I'm done, do you want to take a bath?"

"Finished?" The Taoist opened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Nothing else?"

"No."

Jin Cui shook her head and said, "That's all the supervisor told me."

Taoist priest:"……"

How can these attract people's yang energy?

He doesn't understand.

"I mean, do you have any other projects of your own?" Not long after, he asked veiledly.

"I haven't." Jin Cui said seriously.

The Taoist priest was helpless, so he had no choice but to make it clear: "I mean, don't you want to have that with me?"

Jin Cui: "???"

After a while, she suddenly realized that her face was flushed, but she remained polite: "I'm innocent, and I won't do what you said. If you need this, I can call one for you."

Taoist priest:"……"

Hell.

Hold on.

This is stranger than hell.

"Okay, go and call one for me." After a long time, the Taoist said with a strange expression.

Jin Cui bowed slightly, walked out of the room with the footwashing water, and after a while, a good-looking technician came in.

The Taoist took a look and saw that it was a person.

How can man do it?
I'm here to find evidence, not a prostitute.

"Go out and get another one."

The technician was confused, but in this clubhouse, the customer comes first, so she had no choice but to turn around and go out.

After ten minutes.

A technician found the graceful woman, and said helplessly, "Director Yao, the Daoist from the Vanilla House wanted to work hard, but he chose more than [-] technicians who were not satisfied, and are still changing."

Director Yao: "..."

What does this priest want to do?

Full of doubts, Director Yao walked into the vanilla house and said with a smile, "Master Dao, can you tell me what kind of technician you want?"

"I wanted to be like the girl who massaged my feet. The technicians who came later didn't have her taste," the Taoist said.

Director Yao narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, "Master Dao, I'm really sorry, girls like her rely on their crafts for a living, and they don't sell themselves."

Taoist priest:"……"

He really wanted to ask in person, what are those vixens trying to make a living by relying on craftsmanship alone?
Are you trying to press people's feet humbly here, or are you trying to get the meager salary you gave?

Unfortunately, he couldn't ask that question.

What's even more pity is that in this way, he will not be able to find any evidence against the evil spirit!
If it was the property of ordinary people, he would never be so troublesome.It is his code of conduct to eradicate the vixen on this floor and restore the world to a bright future.

But the problem is, he has heard whose property it is, and he himself has been defeated by the other party time and time again.

Unless he finds evidence of evil demons, he will rashly kill these vixens. Given the nature of that evil star, he probably will chase him to the ends of the earth and fight him desperately!

"What if I add more money?" After a long silence, the Taoist said in a deep voice.

"It's not a question of whether to add money or not, it's Baiyulou's rules." Manager Yao shook his head and said, "Technicians who don't follow the rules are not qualified to stay in Baiyulou."

Taoist priest:"……"

The other party actually set such strict rules?

This is trouble.

at the same time.

Inside the manager's office.

Wrapped in a bright yellow bathrobe, Liu Dalong sat cross-legged on the leather sofa, put his feet on the table while pulling the shoe boards, and held a long and thick cigar in his right hand. I hired a technician and wanted to take it back to be my concubine, but the other party disagreed, can you think of a way?"

Just as Jia Le was about to agree, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "Marshal, is the nameplate on the technician's chest silver or gold?"

"It seems to be golden." Liu Dalong recalled.

Jia Le's face changed, and he said immediately: "Commander, if you are a silver medal technician, I can persuade you, but for a gold medal technician, there is really no way."

"Why can't it be helped? Gold medal technicians are more expensive than silver medal technicians? No matter how expensive they are, there is always a price." Liu Dalong said indifferently.

"It has nothing to do with status, it's mainly because those technicians with gold medals are not human." Jia Le spread his hands.

"Why are you not human anymore? How can you scold..." As he was speaking, Liu Dalong suddenly realized: "If they are not human, then they are?"

"Fox spirit." Jia Le said softly.

Unexpectedly, these words could not help but not scare Liu Dalong, but made his eyes brighten: "Is it so exciting?"

Jiale: "..."

"I know you can't make the decision. In this case, go find someone to call Qin Yao, and I'll tell him." Liu Dalong waved his hand.

Jiale: "..."

City God Department Store.

CEO's office.

After listening to the vixen who came to report the incident, Qin Yao laughed angrily.

Marrying a vixen as his concubine, does this bastard think he has a long life?

With deep helplessness, Qin Yao set off to Baiyu Tower, just entered the hall, glanced inadvertently, but saw a familiar figure.

"Yan Wuya, why are you here?"

In front of the service desk, the Taoist priest who was guarding a little girl who was asking questions trembled and turned around slowly, meeting a pair of probing eyes.

"Here on the road, my back is sore and my feet are hurting, come in for a massage, pinch my feet, is there a problem?" No matter how upright Yan Wuya was, he wouldn't say in front of him that he was here to find criminal evidence, he asked instead.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "It's okay to give money, you play slowly, I have a step ahead."

Yan Wuya stared at his back, and thought to himself: "First we made friends with ghosts, then we made friends with zombies, and now we have taken in a nest of goblins. Could it be that this man wants to use new methods to revive the way of demons?"

Thinking of this, Yan Wuya felt chills in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

The so-called treachery is like loyalty, not to be afraid of those monsters with facial makeup, but to be afraid of this kind of demons in the cloak of righteousness!
Taking a deep look at this evil-looking pavilion, the distraught Yan Wuya turned around and left, and soon disappeared at the end of the street...

upstairs.

Manager's Office.

Seeing Qin Yao enter the door, Liu Dalong was overjoyed, and said quickly, "Did the reporter tell you?"

"said."

Qin Yao walked across to him and sat down, and waved to Jia Le who stood up, signaling him to just sit down.

"No problem?" Liu Dalong suddenly became nervous.

"When did you plan to commit suicide?" Qin Yao asked.

"I never intend to commit suicide at any time!" Liu Dalong understood what he meant, and fought hard: "I am full of energy and blood, and I have the luck of the military town, so I am not afraid of being corrupted by a little fox."

Qin Yao laughed and said: "No matter how strong your blood is, can you have the prosperity of Emperor Xin? No matter how powerful your military town is, can you have the prosperity of the country? Although the little fox is incomparable with Daji, but you can be compared with King Zhou? Marshal Liu , don’t rush to your head, you’re asking for trouble.”

Liu Dalong said angrily: "How could you be so exaggerated?"

Qin Yao withdrew his smile: "I'm telling you as the orthodox heir of Maoshan, if you take a vixen as your concubine, within five years, you will die of horse wind. Then your army will fall apart, and your wife will die." Becoming someone else's wife, your children will affectionately call someone else's father, and even the impression you left in our memory will fade with time, and eventually, we can't remember what you look like."

Liu Dalong: "..."

He got goosebumps when he said that.

"Then I'll take it home and just not touch her?" After a long time, he was a little unwilling.

Qin Yao scoffed at this: "You said that"

Liu Dalong: "..."

"Don't think about taking concubines and vixen, too much daydreaming hurts your kidneys." Qin Yao said again.

Liu Dalong was very disappointed, and said instead: "What about the joint meeting in Junzhen? Earlier you said that there were not enough technicians, but now I see that there are many more gold-medal technicians in the store, so you have nothing to say?"

Seeing his expectant look, Qin Yao couldn't bear it after all: "It's okay to have a meeting, but I won't send even a vixen there. Here, with me watching, you can't play such an exciting game. Who can control you in your territory?"

"You can't do this, we are still brother-in-law." Liu Dalong said with gritted teeth as if wearing a mask of pain.

"If you don't have this kind of relationship, I'll control you to death!" Qin Yao said, "You're not that kind of idiot, why do you have to mess with this matter?"

Liu Dalong was speechless.

Fortunately, the original wish was fulfilled.

evening.

Xiqiao Mountain, pure meditation Zen.

Yan Wuya reached out and pushed away the quiet and deep courtyard, stepped on the path paved with various cobblestones, and slowly came to a wooden house.

"Benefactor Yan, long time no see." The small door of the wooden house opened automatically, and a slender figure with a handsome appearance and cassock like snow stepped out and stood in front of the door.

"Master Kongjian." Yan Wuya saluted with his sword in hand.

"I look at you with a look of shock on your face. Could it be that something terrible has happened to you?" Seeing Monk Kong's pure pupils looking directly at Yan Wuya's, he said warmly.

"The master's eyes are like torches."

Yan Wuya said in a low voice: "I met a very scary... person!"

Monk Kongjian beckoned him to sit down in the courtyard, and asked softly, "Where is the horror?"

"This person doesn't distinguish between good and evil, black and white, human beings, ghosts and demons. There are only two types of creatures in the world in his eyes. One is what I can use; the other is what I can't use."

Yan Wuya said faintly: "More importantly, he also has a prominent and decent identity. This has led him to become the protector of ghosts, demons, zombies, and evil spirits. I am very worried that he will protect an evil spirit in the future." Kingdom of spirits, become the king of evil spirits in the new era."

Listening to his narration, Kongjian seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a tall figure sitting on the blood-stained throne, and an army formed by different evil spirits crawling underneath.

Eyes slightly cold.

"Who is he and where is he?"

"The eighty-eighth generation disciple of the Maoshan School, Qin Yao." Yan Wuya said, "If there is no accident, he is still in a city called Fucheng on the east coast."

Kong Jian was silent for a moment, looked up at the sunset that was slowly setting, and gradually gathered a sense of mission in his heart.

"Benefactor Yan, take me there, I will try to transform this person."

Yan Wuya got up and bowed deeply: "Master, on behalf of the east coast and even the people of the world, thank you for coming out of the mountain to cross the devil."

"The Buddha said that crossing others is like crossing oneself, and crossing others is the practice."

Kongjian shook his head: "If this person's devilish nature is as you said, then after converting him, I will be... a Living Buddha!"

(End of this chapter)