I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 240 My Majesty Ma Shangfeng
"呲~"

Four nights.

Candle shadows swayed, and the attic corridor was dappled with light and shadow.

Qin Yao's fan-like hands suddenly grabbed the girl's shoulders, pulled gently, and immediately tore the girl in half from the middle, turned into pieces of paper in his hands, and fell lightly to the ground.

The person in the mirror, with his feet in the air, silently followed behind him, looked down at the piece of paper that was stepped on by the villain, and his soul trembled violently.

Who can tear paper, as long as you have hands.

But without even blinking, he tore a person in half from the middle...

It's a bit brutal!
Qin Yao walked down the third floor, looked up following the sound, and saw a man holding three sticks of incense by the door of a room with a sign of "Dizihao", gently pinching the girl's chin, with a frivolous and greasy smile on his face.

"Stop doing things here, come home with me, I will treat you well."

"My lord, please respect yourself." The girl turned her head away and said in a low voice.

"Snapped."

The man slapped the wall with one hand, his body was almost attached to the other person, smelling the faint fragrance that passed to the tip of his nose, and for a while, he conferred with color and soul: "I have made my wish, I got the incense, and I will soon become very rich..."

Just when his cheek was about to touch the girl, someone suddenly patted his shoulder lightly, which shocked him to wake up instantly.

"Brother, let go of this girl and let me come first." Qin Yao withdrew his palm and said with a smile.

Hearing this, the man felt humiliated in his heart, but after comparing the size of the two, he was finally persuaded and silently stepped aside.

"very good."

Qin Yao glanced at the man approvingly, stepped in front of the girl, stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's neck, and pulled it hard... her head was pulled off.

Let you come first, so you come here?

The man's eyes widened, he didn't bring it up in one breath, and fainted from fright.

Hearing the sound of landing behind him, Qin Yao casually threw away the paper shell in his palm, and spat softly, "You still have the guts to take the paper man home?"

"Eating shit!"

Man in the Mirror:"……"

What's the matter with the inexplicable feeling that this sentence is very magical?

He raised his foot and crushed the three incense sticks in the opponent's hand. Qin Yao continued to turn around and go downstairs, but saw that the guests on the first floor had long since disappeared. At the sound of footsteps, Qi Shushu turned his head.

Cooperating with the current environment, it is full of horror movie atmosphere.

Qin Yao grinned and strode towards the two of them.

"Guests, please stop." The male paper figurine stood up and said.

Qin Yao stepped in front of him, and a big man swung him, smashing half of his face.

"Killer..." The female paper figurine screamed and got up to run away.

Qin Yao, full of murderous intent, followed closely behind him.

Compared with the fragile paper people, he is more like the horror in this "horror movie"!
"His."

After all, the short legs couldn't run Qin Yao's big strides, and the paper figurine soon fell into his hands. With a loud tearing sound, the body turned into two pieces of waste paper, rolled into a ball by a pair of big hands, and thrown with a swing of the arms. into the corner.

After tearing up all the paper figurines, Qin Yao opened the chair beside the long table and sat down. The wide shadow was stretched very long by the candlelight, and a graceful figure could be faintly seen in it...

"Shh."

Eve of dawn.

A shadow passed through the vermilion door and broke into the attic.

"Who is here?" Qin Yao raised his eyes and asked beside the long table.

The shadow glanced at the two identical figures beside the long table, with a look of surprise on his face: "Are you the new person in the mirror on the third floor? No...then who is behind you?"

"Are you going to help the wisher fulfill his wish?" After he asked this question, Qin Yao immediately guessed his identity.

Shadow didn't know why, but he still said happily: "That's right, that person's wish has been fulfilled, just wait until tomorrow... no, just wait until night falls today, and I will have a substitute."

Qin Yao said calmly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want."

Shadow froze: "Why?"

"Because from now on, I am the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion, and Tianxiang Pavilion will be closed for rectification." Qin Yao said.

With cold eyes in the shadow, he said sharply: "You can't do this, you are ruining my life."

"Can you beat him?" Qin Yao asked the man in the mirror.

"can."

"Okay, let's go, slap your mouth." Qin Yao said lightly: "He is too noisy."

……

……

The next day.

midnight.

As usual, a large group of people gathered in front of Tianxiang Pavilion, looking up at the night, they couldn't help talking.

"It's late, why hasn't anyone opened the door yet?"

"Will the door not be open today?"

"If you don't open the door today, you should at least write a notice in front of the door."

"Don't do it, my old lady is dying of illness, and I'm still waiting to go in and make a wish."

"Brother, your mother is dying of illness, if you can go in, how can you make a wish?"

"Nonsense, of course it is to wish that I can become rich and powerful. Now that I have money, it is not easy to treat my old lady?"

"A disease that is about to die of illness, can it be cured with money? Why don't you just make a wish and make your old mother recover from her illness?"

"You know a fart, don't make a sound if you don't understand."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Just as the crowd was anxious, a group of soldiers in armor and swords came over holding torches to disperse the crowd.

"Master Ma, please come inside." A short official wearing a black gauze cap, a red official robe, and a mustache on his lips led the way, leading a general in brass armor to the attic.

The general nodded arrogantly, turned around and said to the people: "My official, Ma Shangfeng, is a first-rank official bestowed by His Majesty, responsible for supervising the haunting of Shijia Town.

I heard from my master that the Tianxiang Pavilion can make wishes and make people's wishes come true. I will come here to make a wish on Wanmin's behalf, to see if I can drive away the evil spirits in Shijia Town and restore the world to a bright future. "

"My lord is righteous." The people looked at each other in blank dismay, and then someone complimented them softly.

"Of course I am righteous." Ma Shangfeng raised his head and said, "So in order to ensure that I can be selected today, you should go home first and come back another day."

All the people: "???"

No.

I just praised you, so you are not a human being?

"Why are you in a daze, why don't you hurry up?" Ma Shangfeng shouted.

"Master Ma, every time Tianxiang Pavilion selects three guests to enter, you see..." Someone said boldly not reconciled.

"Just look at my figure. I'll take one as three." Ma Shangfeng patted his chest and said loudly: "Don't worry about it, hurry home."

people:"……"

People don't fight with officials, let alone first-rank officials who come with swords... So before the soldiers drove them away, all the people reluctantly left the scene, and the front of Tianxiang Pavilion soon became quiet.

"Why haven't you opened the door yet?" After driving away the people, Ma Shangfeng frowned, and ordered to the red-robed official: "Knock on the door quickly, saving people is like putting out a fire, don't delay for a moment."

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang." Lord Qian nodded quickly, and knocked heavily on the door: "Shopkeeper, storekeeper, open the door quickly, Mr. Ma, who led the imperial messenger Ma Shangfeng, has arrived."

Inside the attic.

Qin Yao's eyes flickered slightly.

Ma Shangfeng?
So this is Shijia Town? ?

The plot of "Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth" flashed through his mind quickly in his memory, and Qin Yao was curious for no reason: I don't know how much that "caolu layman" looks like Uncle Jiu.

(End of this chapter)