I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 335 Father is more expensive than son (4000, add more for Duanjun Shangyu!)
"On the first day of junior high school, you wait here for a while, I will go back as soon as I go."

Among the crowd, Shiwu, who was standing like a minion, tightened the rope tied to his chest with the holy knife, and said to the fat man who was about to sit down to eat.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Yi grabbed his arm with a tense look on his face: "I warn you, don't try to be famous and crazy, this is not a place where you can mess around, in case you get angry..."

"Crap."

Fifteen forcibly pulled back his arm, and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you think I'm a fool? I would cause trouble in this kind of place!"

Putting down his arms on the first day of the junior high school, he tried to persuade him: "You think you haven't caused trouble, but your actions may not be reflected in the eyes of others. It's best not to do anything, so you can avoid a lot of trouble."

"If you do it, you may not gain something, but if you don't do it, you will definitely not gain something." Fifteen turned around, without hesitation, and strode forward: "Brother, this may be my only chance."

With small eyes, staring at the back of him leaving, he was worried after all, so he ran after him.

"Senior Brother Qin..."

The goal of the fifteenth was very clear, and he came straight to Qin Yao.

"You are?" Qin Yao turned his body sideways and looked directly at the other person, feeling that this face was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"You don't know me, my name is Shiwu, the contemporary successor of the Mai School." Shiwupo said with a smile.

After the master left, all these years he relied on doing odd jobs for the inn to make a living. His social status was extremely low, and it could even be said that he was so humble that his smile almost became a mask on his face.

"Sackcloth Pie Fifteen..."

Qin Yao suddenly remembered an old movie and asked, "Do you still have a brother named Chuyi?"

"Have you heard of the name of our senior brother?" Fifteen was full of surprise.

It seems to be an honor to be known by Senior Brother Qin!

"Indeed I've heard of it." Thinking of the big boss Ksitigarbha Ghost King in "Legend of Maid", Qin Yao said kindly, "What do you want me to do?"

Fifteen nodded, quickly untied the long knife behind his back, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised it forward respectfully: "Senior Brother Qin, I'm here to offer the knife!"

"Fifteen, are you crazy?"

In front of the gate of the palace, Chu Yi, who had planned to wait and see what happened, suddenly became furious and rushed over to grab the handle of the knife.

"Brother, this is my knife." Fifteen frowned and said seriously.

"This is not your knife, it is the sacred knife of Maimen." Chuyi resisted the urge to beat the opponent violently, and gritted his teeth: "That is to say, you only have the right to use this knife, but not the right to dispose of it."

"Stop arguing, you two come with me."

Qin Yao nodded towards the old head, got up and hooked the two brothers' necks, and lifted them out of Yuanfu Palace like chickens.

"Well, what's going on with you two?"

All the way to the back mountain, and found a secluded place, Qin Yao let go of the two.

Fifteen knelt down on one knee, clasped the handle of the knife and said, "Senior Brother Qin, I want to have a meal with you."

"What about you?" Qin Yao turned to look at the first day of the junior high school.

"I'm not, I just came with him." Chuyi said firmly.

"Why do you want to eat with me?" Looking at Shiwu's face up close, Qin Yao finally realized where the familiarity came from...

Nan Xia Zhanzhao's face of the same style, not to mention 100% replica, at least [-]% like it.

"I want to get ahead."

Fifteen did not dare to play tricks in front of Qin Yao, and said frankly: "You can only marry Fu Rong if you have money."

Qin Yao remembered that in the movie, Furong should be a girl from the medical clinic, and she and Shiwu were in love with each other: "There are many ways to get ahead, why do you choose to work for me?"

"I can't find any other way." Now that he has decided to be calm, Fifteen is straightforward: "As long as I can find a good way to get rich, I don't have to work in the inn for so many years."

Qin Yao laughed.

This is very simple.

"The knife in your hand is the holy knife of your Maimenmen. I can't accept it, but because you are brave enough, I will give you a chance to stay by my side for a few days. After a few days, I will arrange another one for you." A job, not to mention anything else, at least saving a dowry money is no problem."

Fifteen was overjoyed, knelt down on both knees, and sincerely kowtowed: "Thank you, Senior Brother Qin."

Qin Yao waved his hand, took out a handful of ocean from his pocket, and handed it to the other party: "Open your hand, catch it."

"No, no, I can't take your money at will, and I won't get paid for nothing." Fifteen said quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense, kowtowing to me is not in vain, if you are told to follow up, you can follow up." Qin Yao shouted lowly.

Fifteen didn't dare to be stubborn, so he spread his hands, and Qin Yao took advantage of the opportunity to put a handful of oceans into his palms.

I took a closer look at it on the first day of the junior high school, and found that this handful of Dayang cost at least twenty yuan.

Twenty yuan... what concept?
In their town, three wives are more than enough...

In other words, it doesn't matter if you kneel on the fifteenth day, you just kneel down the dowry money that was so difficult in the past, so why wait until later?

Thinking of this, Chuyi's feet softened, and he fell to his knees with a bang, grinning with pain in his knees.

"You want to follow me too?" Qin Yao asked.

On the first day of junior high school, I couldn't save face, I knelt down, but my mouth was stubborn: "No, I just stood for too long, and my feet are a little soft."

Qin Yao was dumbfounded.

It's no wonder he believed such a poor excuse!
He reached into another pocket, grabbed a handful of oceans, and handed them to the fat man: "Open your hands."

"I'm really not." Chu Yi kept licking his lips, feeling like a cat scratched his heart.

He is also a poor child from poverty. When he is so hungry that his stomach cramps, he can even stuff dirt into his mouth.

The temptation of more than twenty oceans to him is simply fatal!
"Fifteen, he's too embarrassed to take it, you can keep it for him first..." Qin Yao put the hand holding Dayang in front of Fifteen.

"Yes, Senior Brother Qin." Fifteen spread out his hands again.

"You are not disciples of Maoshan, and Maoshan and Maiyimen are not of the same clan. It's not appropriate to call me senior brother. You can call me brother Yao in the future, or you can just call me big brother." Qin Yao let go of Dayang and said.

"Brother Yao." Fifteen shouted without thinking.

On the first day of the junior high school, he struggled for a while, until he was bumped by Shiwu's elbow, and then he called out in a low voice: "Brother Yao."

Thinking of the famous scene in the movie where the fat man wanted to go to someone else's house for dinner, but couldn't save himself, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, and waved his hands: "I still have to go to the front to socialize, so I won't say anything with you. Wait for me here tonight." , I have something to explain."

"Yes." The first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year said at the same time.

After Qin Yao left.

On the first day of the junior high school, he stood up quickly from the ground, and stretched out his palm towards the fifteenth day: "Ocean."

"Don't you want it?" Fifteen then stood up, with a half-smile.

"I was being polite with Brother Yao, do I still need to be polite with you?" Chuyi said confidently.

Fifteen hesitated slightly, unable to laugh or cry: "You and I really don't need to be polite."

The two have depended on each other for many years, they are not relatives, they are better than relatives.

"Weigh these oceans." Fifteen handed a handful of oceans to him and said with a smile.

Chuyi waved his hands: "And then?"

"Now do you still think my fantasy is unrealistic?" Fifteen asked.

On the first day of the junior high school, she pursed her lips: "I'm wondering if we two are selling ourselves."

Fifteen sneered and said, "It's not that I'm underestimating myself, do you think the two of us are worth ten yuan together?"

First day: "..."

"Brother, this opportunity is not easy to come by, we must firmly hold it in our hands."

Fifteen gazed firmly and said: "Our two brothers have been poor for so many years, waited for so many years, endured for so many years, and finally won such a chance to change our destiny. No matter how high the price is, we can't let go easily. You don’t want to live the hard life of eating dirt when you’re hungry, do you?”

Thinking of the scene of almost starving to death in the past, I shuddered abruptly on the first day of junior high school!
He will never live that kind of life again...

When you are alone and have no money, skills or patience, you will be surrounded by strange people, those who mock you, those who trick you, those who disdain you, those who add insult to injury, those who step on you and even spit on you. Only you can't think of it, and there is nothing others can't do. .

But when you become famous, successful, capable and prestigious, the wonderful things around you will disappear immediately.Regardless of whether those people will curse behind their backs, all you see when you look up are smiling faces.

It is human nature to follow the trend.

Not even... good or evil.

Qin Yao sat at the round table with the highest rank in Yuanfu Palace. On the left was the smiling old head, and on the right was the elder of Maoshan who passed on his skills. From time to time, someone would come to toast with a smile on his face, with a low attitude and a relaxed waist. Also very low.

Obviously no one announced anything.

Even this time is not like the last time, the old head personally praised Qin Yao for his merits, and gave him the title of chief in public.

but……

Even the guests present can clearly feel that Qin Yao's status in Wai Mao Zhong has been raised to a new height.

It can be said that as long as that Zhang Siming does not step down, even if he is rampant and does evil, Maoshan will probably turn a blind eye to it!

Compared with foreign guests, the feelings of Maoshan disciples are deeper...

Elder Shi Jian himself didn't come, but all the disciples of Shi Jian's family came, which revealed a lot of information.

The core point is nothing more than: Shi Jian has given in.

In other words, stay out of the way!
Eating and drinking, the day passed quickly.

Same as last time, the old head blocked all the people who wanted to make connections for Qin Yao, and left the huge Yuanfu Palace to the master and apprentice...

"You are too popular." Sitting at the round table, Uncle Jiu said with worry.

There is still half a sentence he didn't say: prosperity must decline!
"I know." Qin Yao's cheeks were red, and his breath was full of alcohol: "In the future, I won't work hard anymore, let's settle down for a while, if it's not necessary, I won't come here easily, let alone stay in Maoshan for too long. "

Uncle Jiu took a sip of the tea, and said softly, "I'm afraid the old master won't let you get what you want..."

"He can't control me anymore." Qin Yao said the truth.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "How about the punishment of the evil division? Although the borrowed external force is useful, it is not your own after all, and the cart must not be put before the horse."

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched: "Looking at the meaning of the old master, I am determined to recognize me as my sister-in-law. I have already paid back what I owed Maoshan, but it is very difficult to pay back the favor I owe him!"

Commander's status is higher.

This favor gets heavier.

Even if Qin Yao had no idea before, after this celebration meeting, he more or less had some understanding.

"According to what you mean, are you still a little reluctant?" Uncle Jiu said, "Why do I feel that you don't know what to do?"

Qin Yao thought for a while and said, "Ruanfan without love tastes like chewing wax. The key is that I have the right to choose not to eat it."

Uncle Jiu laughed: "It's the first time I've seen someone who eats soft rice and is so picky. I admire, admire..."

"What are you master and apprentice talking about?" At this time, the old master held his whisk, and Shi Shiran walked in.

"It's nothing." Qin Yao got up: "Master, it's getting late, if there is nothing else..."

"Sit down, I have something to do." The old master waved his hand.

Qin Yao: "..."

"Qin Yao, I know you don't want to be the head, so I won't force you." After he sat down again, the old head said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yao not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but cheered up: "Master, I am sorry for Maoshan."

"Don't be nervous, I know you don't owe any debts to Maoshan, Maoshan owes you." The old head said: "I just want to talk to you about the current situation of Maoshan. With your current status, you are qualified to share with me." I'm talking about this."

"Is it okay not to talk?" Qin Yao said, "I swear, there are still people waiting for me in the back mountain."

"Is it okay to have a simple chat instead of a long story?" The old head said in a discussing tone.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said, "Speak, I'll listen."

"Do you know why I held the celebration meeting twice?" the old head asked.

"Elevate Maoshan's status in the practice world and establish a positive image of a great religion through the ages." Qin Yao said.

The old master smiled: "Why don't you make great achievements? It is estimated that many Maoshan disciples will think so."

"The simplest and most direct point." Qin Yao raised a finger: "No Nei Mao Patriarch came out to stop this behavior."

The old head was taken aback, and a look of concern suddenly appeared on his face: "It's such a simple corner of thinking, but there are still many disciples, even the elders, who didn't see it! I don't know why I should mourn for them, We should still mourn for Maoshan."

Qin Yao sighed: "Although I don't want to hit you, it's probably not the worst."

"What's the worst situation?" The old master asked seriously.

Qin Yao thought for a while, and said: "The various sects exist in name only, and the residences of the sects have become holy places for tourists. They are managed in a unified manner and tickets are collected."

The old master: "..."

"What do you think is the way out for Maoshan?" After a long time, the old head asked sincerely.

Qin Yao paused slightly, and said, "Hell."

"The morality of the world..."

"Unless someone can revive the spiritual energy in the human world, the entire world of cultivation will inevitably decline endlessly, until the monks hide in the deep mountains and seas and cannot see the secular world." Qin Yao said.

The old master smiled wryly: "Originally, I wanted to tell you about the things that Maoshan is currently neglected, and I hope you can take a responsibility, but now I suddenly don't have this kind of mood...

I also finally understand why you refuse to be the head of the sect. Compared with this doomed position, you are like a rising sun with a bright future! "

Qin Yao didn't know how to comfort him for a while, so he could only say softly: "You have done a good job, and the position of head is not bad. In fact, there are countless people desperately wanting to sit on it... After all, he is in charge of the power of a thousand-year-old religion, and the resources he can enjoy are definitely first-class in the world."

"Will you go to the underworld to develop in the future?" The old head was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head.

Qin Yao thought for a moment: "If there are no accidents, no. Compared with the underworld, I prefer to be a soul ferryman in the world."

"Can you promise me one thing." The old head said.

"Maoshan and I complement each other and achieve each other, just like my master and I." Qin Yao said seriously.

The old master smiled, and his face was full of wrinkles: "Thank you... Then I can rest assured. In the future, I will not feel guilty when I meet the ancestors and even the masters of the past in the underworld."

"You're being polite." Qin Yao said respectfully, "Although I don't owe Maoshan any more, I will never forget that I have been able to go smoothly all the way because of my status as a Maoshan disciple."

The old master gradually suppressed his smile, and said to Uncle Jiu, "Lin Fengjiao, you have contributed a lot to Maoshan."

Uncle Jiu chuckled and didn't refute.

The father is more valuable than the son.

If Qin Yao can protect Maoshan Taoism in the future.

Then his lineage will definitely become the orthodoxy of Maoshan.

At that time, he will be worthy of the phrase "take the greatest credit"!
　This chapter has been written for hours.

　　The main reason is that after the original writing was finished, I felt a little awkward when reviewing the manuscript, so I kept deleting, deleting and deleting, and there were only about [-] left, and then it was finished after I worked hard.

　　It's a bit late, sorry sorry~
　　
　
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