I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 242 Mao You's Secret
Qin Yao waved his hand: "Gambling is a life-threatening rope, and alcohol is a gut-piercing poison. I quit both."

The cat was stunned again, and subconsciously asked, "Where is sex?"

Quit gambling and drinking, but never mention sex?
"Food and sex are also sex." Qin Yao said frankly.

Cat again: "..."

As a grandson who has paid tribute to China for many years, Confucianism and Taoism culture are also prominent in Fusang.

The cat has heard of this Confucian classic again, but the meaning in the mouth of the villain in front of him seems to be very different from the interpretation of this sentence in his memory...

"What do you think of me, Your Excellency?" After a long time, the cat said with a smile again.

Qin Yao didn't reject being Cao's thief, but when the other person's wife was a cat, it was not a matter of rejection.

This thing is hard to accept! !

"The demon concubine of the ghost king, who can say something bad?" Qin Yao chuckled, pretending to be false.

The cat slid on the table again, came to Qin Yao, put his hand on his chest, and licked his red lips: "If that's the case, why not spend the spring night together?"

Qin Yao grabbed her arm and said with a smile, "I'm afraid the ghost king will know..."

"Then don't let him know, it's over?" The cat smiled lazily again: "For him, what he doesn't know is equivalent to never happening."

Qin Yao: "..."

This ghost king has a little green on his head!
Seeing Qin Yao's silence, the cat drew circles on his chest with its slender and pale fingers: "Don't worry, that dead ghost is busy taking in the third enchantress right now, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to me."

Take the third enchantress in Shijia Town? ?

Shi Shi's name instantly came to Qin Yao's mind!

"No, no, unless Fusang Ghost King disappears into this world, I really dare not touch you!"

The cat blinked again: "You want me to kill that dead ghost?"

and many more……

Qin Yao suddenly froze.

Suddenly there is a sense of déjà vu between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian?
"You misunderstood." Qin Yao coughed dryly: "I mean, I am late, we are destined to meet each other by fate, but not to fall in love."

The cat's expression turned cold again, and its slender fingers suddenly turned into a cat's claws. The nails were shaped like machetes, and they pressed against Qin Yao's chest: "Are you kidding me?"

Without changing his face, Qin Yao said calmly, "No, every sentence is from the bottom of my heart."

The cat stared at him for a long time, his face gradually thawed, and the terrifying beast's claws returned to green fingers: "What if... the ghost king is really dead?"

Qin Yao: "???"

isn't it?
Just kidding, are you serious?
The cat turned around again, leaned over to Qin Yao's ear, and said softly, "I'll tell you a secret secretly. If the ghost king gathers the three great bewitching girls, with the help of the three great bewitching girls, his strength will be further improved. .

At that time, unless there is a fairy god, no one will be able to control it.

And his latest target is Miss Shi Shi from Shijia Town. The reason why there have been murders in Shijia Town in the past two days is that he is using this method to intimidate Shi Shi into submission.

Tomorrow is the day when Shi Shi will pay his father's funeral, and I guess the dead ghost's patience is almost at its peak.

If you go to Shi Shi today and hide her, maybe there is still time. "

Qin Yao pursed his lips, and whispered to him, "You use me!"

I thought it was the cat demon who entered the play, but I never thought that it was all about calculations.

"For your peace of mind, I can tell you the truth, I just want to be free, and that dead ghost is the shackles around my neck, trapping me beside him." The cat said again: "And, if our goal is Consistent, who is not using whom?"

Qin Yao let go of her wrist, stood up slowly, and shouted towards the corner of the stairs: "Master Ma, it's time to go."

Ma Shangfeng came from the dark in a daze, and asked blankly, "Aren't you going to fight?"

"I can't fight anymore..."

Qin Yao waved his hand, and walked to the door first. As he walked, he suddenly remembered something, then turned around and asked, "By the way, Miss Maoyou, who is the other enchantress of the Ghost King?"

"Bone girl." The cat said again: "It seems to be called Painted Skin Ghost in your Huaxia. When you meet her in the future, be careful, she is not as human as me."

Qin Yao silently nodded, leading Ma Shangfeng and quickly disappeared from Maoyou's sight.

"The life like stagnant water finally has a ripple, I hope you are not that fleeting wave..." Not long after, the cat looked away again, almost whispering.

……

……

"Hey, let me say, where are you taking me?" Ma Shangfeng couldn't help asking loudly after turning a street after leaving Tianxiang Pavilion far away.

"You don't have to follow me." Qin Yao stopped and said, "I just brought you out of Tianxiang Pavilion. From now on, you can go wherever you want."

Ma Shangfeng was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, what about expelling ghosts?"

"Master Ma!"

Qin Yao said earnestly: "The pool of water about Fusang Ghost King is too deep, neither of us can grasp it.

Why don't we just break up, I'll go back to my Huaguo Mountain, and you go back to your Gao Laozhuang Village, we'll be happy together. "

"You don't even know what you're talking about from Huaguoshan Gaolaozhuang." Ma Shangfeng grabbed Qin Yao's clothes and shouted, "I don't care so much, anyway, I've identified you, no matter what. , you have to take me to solve the problem of the ghost king."

Qin Yao was speechless: "Didn't you say that if you really can't do it, you should go to the grass dweller?"

"Ghost knows if you fooled me with that thatched layman. If I let you go, if I can't find him again, wouldn't I be caught blind?" This errand will lose your head!"

"Since that's the case... then it's none of my business?" Qin Yao said, turning around and running away. Ma Shangfeng was just about to lead someone to chase him, but he suddenly changed his route and disappeared from his sight in an instant.

"Unreasonable, unethical, practice scum, shame of monks." The life-saving straw in his hand flew away by himself, Ma Shangfeng was so distressed, and after cursing for a while, he yelled at the short official: "Hurry up and give it to me!" Check, if there is no result within three days, I want your head."

The short official shrank his neck and said with a wry smile: "My lord, it's not that the lower officials don't want to check, it's really impossible to check, we don't even know his name."

"Who told you to investigate him?" Ma Shangfeng stared bull-eyed: "I'm talking about a layman in thatched cottage! Just try your luck, I hope he didn't lie to me."

Eve of dawn.

Shijia Town.

Shifu ancestral hall.

Dressed in a black filial piety dress, the tall slender woman whose face is almost like Xiao Zhuo's, but whose temperament is like a winter plum, sits kneeling in the mourning hall. There is obviously no tear in her eyes, but she reveals endless sadness.

"Father, mother, please rest assured that the two elders are in heaven. I have made up my mind that even if the jade is broken, it will not be complete. After I bury you, I will find a place and end it myself!"

For those who have lost all hope, death no longer represents fear, but liberation.

If it was not necessary for someone to watch her parents' burial, she would have died long ago, and she would not have to suffer from this despair.

In fact, in the normal trajectory of fate, her despair at this moment is not the deepest despair.

The deepest despair is that she has no right to control her own life and death, and Fusang Ghost King has succeeded...

(End of this chapter)