I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 250 Is it still a person? <Second update, ask for a ticket~>

"This is the secret book of stepping into the sky and changing the fairy finger. Keep it well and don't spread it to the outside world." After a while, the layman in the grass cottage walked into the living room and handed a few pieces of rice paper full of characters to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao took the rice paper and took a look, well, the ink marks on it were not even dry.

"System, system, stepping into the air, fairy finger transformation...give me a reaction."

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Qin Yao: "..."

Oh shit.

I really miss the exhilarating feeling of "full level with one click" when practicing glaring arhat palm.

such a pity……

Can't add any more for now.

"Master, master, I'm back." Not long after, when Qin Yao was pondering about stepping into the air and fairy finger transformation, Xiao Hui quickly came to the living room with a figure on his back.

"Put him on the table." The grass dweller ordered, then turned to look at Qin Yao and said, "Daoist Qin, I will wake up Ma Shangfeng later and persuade him. I hope you can cooperate with me."

Qin Yao folded the rice paper and put it in his pocket: "Don't worry, I will fully cooperate."

The grass dweller smiled slightly, came to the table, cast a magic power, used a trick, and suddenly there was a "Ma Shangfeng" beside Ma Shangfeng.

"Edict!"

The layman put his index and middle fingers together, pinched the seal with his hands, his left arm was crossed in front of his chest, and the sword finger of his right poked hard on Ma Shangfeng's forehead, making a clear snap.

Ma Shangfeng woke up from the beating, sat up holding his painful forehead, and looked around blankly: "Aren't I in Yihong Courtyard? Why did I come here?"

"Master Ma, you died in Yihong Courtyard last night." Xiao Hui said bluntly.

Ma Shangfeng: "..."

Thinking hard, he only remembered that after using the oil last night, he had a good time and felt very comfortable, but he really couldn't remember what happened after that.

"Ma Shangfeng, this is your fate!" said the layman in thatched cottage.

"What kind of shit fate, I don't believe it."

Ma Shangfeng jumped up, patted his chest and said: "I, Ma Shangfeng, have practiced horizontal martial arts for half my life. I don't know how good my health is. How could I die immediately? You must be lying to me."

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, take a look back." The grass dweller said calmly.

Ma Shangfeng snorted coldly, looked back, and was stunned for a moment.

Why is there another Ma Shangfeng here?

"The one lying there is your physical body. You are now a Yang soul. If you don't practice, the Yang soul will dissipate its yang energy and become a Yin soul sooner or later. At that time, you will die completely." The layman said.

"I don't believe it." Ma Shangfeng pinched himself hard, gasping for air in pain: "I can still feel the pain, how could it be a soul?"

"Dreams don't hurt, you are not dreaming now." The grass dweller said solemnly: "If ghosts can't feel pain, then what's the point of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Ma Shangfeng: "..."

Am I really dead? ?
"There is a certain telepathy between the soul and the body, and I have a way to prove it to you." Qin Yao said.

"how to prove?"

Qin Yao came to the lying "Ma Shangfeng", grabbed his lapel with both hands, and lifted it up easily: "It's very simple, we will see if you respond later."

Ma Shangfeng was bewildered, and before he had time to ask for a response, he saw Qin Yao lift up his body and fall hard to the ground with a loud bang.

Ma Shangfeng's heart twitched, and he shouted, "What are you doing?"

"Boom, bang, bang."

Qin Yao lifted one of "Ma Shangfeng"'s legs and smashed it to the left and then to the right. The floor was cracked, and he asked, "Do you feel it?"

Ma Shangfeng rushed over subconsciously, took the "corpse" back, and said distressedly: "Even if you want to prove it, you don't need to use this way of proof, right?"

"Then do you believe it? It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. I will work harder and continue." Qin Yao said.

Ma Shangfeng: "..."

You are the devil, right?

"OK OK."

The grass dweller coughed dryly and said: "Ma Shangfeng, this is the end of the matter, you have no choice but to be my golden armored general with peace of mind. But don't be too discouraged, I will find a way to return the sun to you after killing the Fusang ghost queen." .”

"Really?" Ma Shangfeng exclaimed excitedly, like a drowning man grasping at straws.

"Of course it's true, don't you believe I have this ability?" The grass dweller asked back.

"I believe, I believe." Ma Shangfeng was overjoyed: "Layman, let's discuss how to get rid of the Fusang ghost."

"I have an idea." Qin Yao said.

The cottage dweller: "Qin Taoist priest, please tell me."

"We can take Shi Shi home in an open and honest manner, and arrange a ghost-eliminating formation in her house in advance. After receiving the news, even if the ghost king has doubts, he will come to the door as soon as it gets dark. Then we will come and wait for the rabbit. , close the door and beat the dog." Qin Yao said.

"Good idea!" The layman nodded, and said to Ma Shangfeng: "Put down the corpse, come with me, I'm going to teach you my unique skills..."

Ma Shangfeng put the "corpse" on the table with trepidation, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell Qin Yao: "You must not abuse the corpse!"

Qin Yao: "..."

It seems that the play just performed was too real, which left a psychological shadow on this guy.

The next day.

evening.

The restless Fusang ghost walked around in his mountain palace, turning his head to look in the direction of the palace gate from time to time.

All the ghosts in the entire ghost palace were sent out by him, and they were hunted down wantonly. However, one night passed, and there was still no news. How could he not be anxious?
You must know that not all women can be a demon girl. The reason why he came to Shijia Town all the way is because he used taboo methods, and divination revealed that Shi Shi in Shijia Town is the perfect cauldron for him. .

As long as he can Na Shi Shi become a demon girl and make her willingly help him integrate Yin and Yang, then he will have the opportunity to step into the realm of a great Onmyoji, that is, the celestial master in the population of the Central Plains, almost gods and demons!
"Master Ghost King, I found Miss Shi Shi's trace." Just as he couldn't help but want to use taboo divination, a ghost suddenly floated into the hall.

The Fusang ghost was overjoyed, and quickly asked, "Where is she?"

"It's in her own home." The ghost replied, "There are four men accompanying her."

"The four men... Could it be that they were invited to deal with me?"

The Fusang ghost sneered, just as he was about to step out of the main hall, he suddenly saw the sun rising in the east and showering golden light.

Its daybreak.

Marriage can only wait until night...

at the same time.

Shi Shi's home.

The thatched cottage holds a wooden barrel filled with cinnabar in his left hand, and a writing brush in his right hand, dipping it in cinnabar continuously, and drawing runes one by one on the wall.

What is the ghost king?

Ghost servants are like clouds!

The runes he is drawing now are to keep those ghost servants out, lest all ghosts walk in the night and destroy the three talents and eight treasures mirror array.

In the main hall, the breeze was blowing, and the light was bright. Qin Yao sat on the recliner by the window, closed his eyes and meditated, carefully pondering the scriptures of stepping into the sky.

Shi Shi was sitting on a table not far away, with his chin resting on his hands, looking boredly at the figure by the window, only to see the bright sun shining on him, as if casting a layer of golden light on him, which was brilliant.

"That's great..." She narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured softly unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)