I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 353
"Uncle Four Eyes."

"Uncle Four Eyes..."

Before he could figure out what the double eyelids were jumping, Taoist Yuanfu Gong came to the entrance of the Green Bamboo Forest under the guidance of others.

In the middle of the bamboo forest.

After the four eyes heard the other party's voice, he stood up with a bang, his expression changing.

He remembered very clearly that last time it was this fellow who came to inform him to meet the head of the sect, but after arriving at the Yuanfu Palace, he received a fatal mission...

If it wasn't for the good luck last time, and he finished the task with a pinch, he would definitely be unable to eat and walk around.Come again this time, nine times out of ten it is not a good thing!

At this moment, he finally understood what the double eyelids were twitching... It was a flash!
"Whoosh."

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of him in the bamboo forest.

"The master forgives the sin, but the disciple did not find the fourth-eyed uncle."

After searching the entire bamboo forest, Dao Tong was stunned for a moment, looking at the vast Maoshan Mountain, he didn't know where to go for a while, so he had to turn his head and turn back to Yuanfu Palace.

"This guy runs faster than a rabbit..."

The old head muttered, and silently reflected: Was the order I gave to Simu too harsh last time when I was too excited?

Otherwise, how could it be frightened like this?

As for the possibility that Dao Tong simply did not find the four eyes, in his opinion, it is almost impossible.

After all, the four eyes didn't go down the mountain, if it wasn't for avoiding the Taoist boy, he would be found out sooner or later!
"If you can't find it, you can't find it. Go and call Qianhe here." After a long time, the old master said calmly.

……

Qin Yao knew very well: after news of him and Uncle Jiu's promotion to priests reached Maoshan, according to the old head's usual style, he would inevitably hold another celebration meeting to publicize the matter and improve the overall image of Maoshan.

But for him, since the end of the last meeting, he had already prepared the strategy of hiding his strength and biding his time, and he didn't want to play with the old head at all.Therefore, after returning to Yangjian from the underworld, they took Ali Nianying, and the old and young zombies wandered around Hong Kong Island for ten days, visiting all the places worth visiting on the island, and had no intention of returning to Fucheng.

Ten days later, both zombies were tired of shopping, Qin Yao didn't say to send them back, but gave Nintendo [-] yuan to return with the little zombie...

In short, he has made up his mind, and he can drag it on for as long as possible, until the excitement in the old master's heart is gone, and it is best to celebrate if he is not in the mood.

Another three days.

Qin Yao wrote a letter of recommendation for Ma Jiuying, and told him plainly that because he didn't perform very well, don't even think about taking him to see Uncle Jiu in person, a handwritten letter is fine, it depends on what he wants. I don't want to go out and gamble!

Afterwards, regardless of Li Jialing's and Ma Jiuying's conspiracy mission, he drove the CMB of the Chaozhou tour group to Chaozhou.

In my previous life, I was busy, tired and trivial, and never had the opportunity to travel, let alone a self-driving tour between cities...

Unexpectedly, in this time and space, not only the wish of the previous life was fulfilled, but even the honeymoon with the two wives was taken. In the past, it was almost impossible to even think about it, which was enough to envy others.

The only regret is that he waited on Hong Kong Island for more than ten days, but he didn't wait for the ghost club's revenge. He felt that a large amount of evil virtue just passed him by...

Speaking of Yinde, Uncle Jiu didn't know what went wrong, and the filial piety value for his appointment as a priest has not been credited for a long time!

a few days later.

CMB had just entered Chaozhou territory, the last bit of fuel in the fuel tank was exhausted, and it slowly stopped in a wilderness.

The three got out of the car one after another. Qin Yao took out the space bag and cast a spell to send the CMB into the island.

Even in terms of his financial resources, he is not arrogant enough to throw the car out of gas.

"Golden-winged roc, five hundred years ago, you ate the king of the lion and camel kingdom and the city's civil, military, and common people, conquered the country, established the demon kingdom, and harmed one side.

Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It’s not that there will be no retribution, but the time has not yet come. Now your evil retribution is coming. Let me ask you, are you willing to take refuge? "

In the evening, on the wilderness, there is a breeze and insects are singing.

In the sky, the stars are dotted and the moon is shining brightly, illuminating the broad road ahead of Qin Yao and others.

As they walked, the three of them suddenly heard a roar of shouting. They followed the sound and saw a stage standing in the wilderness ahead. On the stage, there were eighteen arhats besieged by rocs;

"Dead play?" Ah Li muttered to herself.

Qin Yao: "If it's just one or two ghosts, that's fine. There are at least thirty ghosts sitting here listening to the opera. You can't ignore it. Let's listen to the opera first, and then make a fuss after listening to the big opera."

Ah Li and Nian Ying nodded, and immediately followed him to the back of the ghosts.

The ghosts sitting in the back row sensed the popularity, turned to look at them one after another, and then turned their heads to the stage.

People are uncommon, and dramas are even less common. No ghost is willing to make extra trouble at this time.

After a long time.

on stage.

Eighteen arhats used all their magic weapons to subdue Dapeng. A big show gradually came to an end, and the actors bowed and stepped down from the stage.

"Okay, that's great, Uncle Sheng, your troupe really has nothing to say."

In front of the stage, an old man took the hand of the troupe leader in black and put a stack of bank notes into his hand: "Thank you, thank you."

The team leader, with gray crew cut, short gray beard, and a mole under the corner of his mouth, glanced at the banknote, his heart skipped a beat, and he said quickly, "There are too many, old man, and this is too much, we can't accept so much."

"Take it, take it."

The old man forced the banknotes into Uncle Sheng's arms, and laughed at Yan Yan: "Don't tell me I invited you here from a long distance, and the opera is still singing at this hour. You deserve the money."

Uncle Sheng couldn't squeeze the other party, so he had to say with a smile on his face: "I'm ashamed."

"It's getting late, let's go to rest." The old man said gently, "If we still want to listen to an opera next time, we will definitely come to you again."

"Thank you, old man." Uncle Sheng expressed gratitude.

Theatrical troupe, this is what they eat, and what they rely on is their patron!

Shaoyan, the old man arranged the check-in of the whole theater troupe, slowly came to Qin Yao and others, cupped his hands and said, "Where did the guests come from?"

"Hong Kong Island." Qin Yao replied.

"Xiangjiang? That's quite far..."

The old man nodded and looked up at the night sky: "It's getting late, and there is only one Zhuangzi in the vicinity, and we are the only one. The three of you might as well stay in our Zhuangzi for one night and set off tomorrow morning?"

"Then thank you, old man." Qin Yao cupped his hands and said.

"It is convenient to be with others, and to form good karma will surely bring blessings."

The old man chuckled, stretched out his right arm, and made a gesture of respect: "Three guests, please follow me."

Qin Yao and the three followed behind him silently, and walked into a spooky manor.

"squeak."

Soon, the old man reached out and pushed open a wooden door, pointed to the simple room and said, "Three guests, you can spend the night in this room tonight."

Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you, old man."

"You don't need to be so polite." The old man waved his hand, then turned around and said, "You guys go to rest earlier, and I'll go to the stage to see if there are any mistakes."

"He, or they, don't look like evil spirits." Ali said softly as he walked into the room and watched the old man's figure fade away.

"Let's talk about it after one night." Qin Yao said rationally.

Getting along with a few words doesn't mean anything, whether they can live a peaceful life tonight is the key to judging each other...

"Brother Yao, did you pay attention to the class leader called Uncle Sheng just now?" Nianying asked suddenly.

"You mean he looks like my master?" Qin Yao asked back.

Nianying kept nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Except for the lack of energy and energy and the extra mole at the corner of the mouth, in terms of appearance alone, I can at least look like seven."

Qin Yao smiled: "Maybe it's a coincidence."

In fact, he knows better than anyone that there is no chance of bumping into each other in the world, let alone the possibility of it, but when this phenomenon appears in front of him, it must not be a coincidence.

The troupe in the wilderness, full of ghosts and gods, plus the troupe leader named Uncle Sheng, connect these three pieces of information together, and the answer is ready to come out...

"Man Scares Ghost" is the classic trilogy of humans and ghosts.

The other two are "Ghosts Fighting Ghosts" and "Scary People", both of which Qin Yao has experienced before.

The protagonist of Ghost Fighting Ghost is the coachman Zhang Bold, and the scary protagonist is fat Zhu Dachang.

And this one scares ghosts, the protagonist is Uncle Ying (crossed out), it should be said Uncle Sheng!

A night of chatting, calm and calm.

The next morning.

Lying on the ground on his side, Uncle Sheng, who was resting on his arm, moved his eyelids slightly, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up.

Looking around, there is no house here, it is clearly a barren hill, and the actors are lying on the ground in a disorderly manner.

Uncle Sheng's face changed, and he quickly reached into his arms, took out a stack of banknotes, and took a closer look, what kind of silver paper was in his hand, it was clearly a stack of ghost paper!
"Why are we sleeping here?" While he was in a daze, the actors came to their senses one after another, and exclamations were heard from the crowd.

Uncle Sheng took a deep breath and said, "We should have bumped into a ghost."

Troupe members: "..."

"Please rest assured, I will pay you for your appearance fees from my own pocket, and I will never let your hard work be in vain." Uncle Sheng raised the wad of ghost papers casually, and said to the troupe members.

It should be a happy thing to have money, but the troupe members can't be happy no matter what.

"Uncle Sheng, will singing to ghosts hinder us?" A tall and tall voice tremblingly asked.

"As long as there is no close contact, it will be fine to go back to bask in the sun and get rid of Yin Qi." Qin Yao walked over with Nianying and A Li, and said with a smile.

"Excuse me, is your Excellency?" Uncle Sheng cupped his hands.

"My son, Qin Yao, passed by here last night, and was invited by an old ghost to stay in this barren mountain for one night." Qin Yao replied.

Uncle Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked curious: "Do you often see ghosts?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because you don't look scared at all."

Qin Yao chuckled: "If even ghost hunters are afraid of ghosts, how can there be any ghost hunters in the world?"

"Are you a ghost hunter?" Uncle Sheng was startled: "Did you catch those ghosts last night?"

"That's not true, catch it now."

Qin Yao shook his head, walked to a pile of dead bones, and shouted: "All ghosts obey orders, show up quickly!"

"What is the guest's order?"

Amid the dead bones, there was a sudden response, which frightened many opera singers.

"Brother Gui, do you think it's true?" In the crowd, a boy with a watermelon head reached out and tugged at the clothes of the thin-faced young man beside him.

"I guess it's definitely not true, maybe it's a skill similar to ventriloquism." Agui said softly: "Think about it, even if there is a ghost, how can it be possible to make a sound in broad daylight? You have heard of it during the daytime. Did the ghost come out?"

Watermelon shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"Isn't that enough?" Agui said with certainty: "So I can be sure that this person is playing tricks. Look at it, he will definitely find ways to ask Uncle Sheng for money later!"

"Why don't you go to the underworld to reincarnate, but stay here to interfere with Yin and Yang?" Qin Yao asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to my lord, it's not that we don't want to go to the underworld, it's that my family, young and old, were all cut off here, and the bones were not collected for burial, so they were not allowed to rest in the ground, and the soul turned into a lonely ghost, unable to enter the gate of hell." The ghost in the dry bones responded.

Qin Yao glanced across the wilderness, reached out and grabbed ten oceans from his pocket, and handed them to Uncle Sheng: "I sent out ten oceans, how about you bring your troupe to collect their bones, and help them burrow into the ground?" ?”

Uncle Sheng was slightly taken aback, and said hesitantly, "If you don't buy a coffin, you won't need so many oceans."

"I know." Qin Yao said calmly: "So after helping them to be buried in peace, you should respect the dead, offer incense, and kowtow."

Uncle Sheng: "..."

"I am willing." Agui said loudly: "Even if you only give me an ocean, I am willing to kowtow."

Qin Yao glanced at him, and said indifferently: "You don't have one ocean, and your entire theater troupe will get ten oceans after doing what I said."

Speaking of this, he added pointedly: "I am rich, not stupid!"

Agui: "..."

I regret not getting ahead.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a serious blow!

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Uncle Sheng thought for a while, and finally caught the ten oceans, turned to the troupe and said, "Guys, work has started, collect the bones, dig a hole and set up a grave."

"Brother Gui, don't you say that Mr. Qin will try every means to ask Uncle Sheng for money?" Looking for the bones, the watermelon head followed behind Agui.

"Stupid, he is fishing for big fish with a long line." Agui said seriously: "If Uncle Sheng is caught, let alone the ten oceans he just got, he will have to pay for the coffin."

Watermelon head: "Then why don't you remind Uncle Sheng?"

"How to remind? Tell him to return the ten ocean dollars, and then drive these three people away?" Agui whispered, "If I do this, I must be the one Uncle Sheng wants to drive away?"

Watermelon Head: "..."

It seems very reasonable.

"Why do you want to help us?" At this moment, the voice of the old man last night suddenly rang in the ears of Qin Yao and others.

"The reason lies in what you said to us last night." Qin Yao said with a smile: "It's not that you don't repay your hatred and good fortune. You can take it as your good fortune before the time comes."

The old man was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "I have been doing good deeds for many years, and this is the first time I have seen the blessings that have been given back."

"The Underworld has the book of life and death, the book of yin and yang, and all good and evil are clearly recorded." Qin Yao said: "So, if you really do good for many years, more blessings will come later..."

"Mr. Qin, all the bones that can be found have been piled up together." Not long after, Uncle Sheng came to Qin Yao's side.

Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile: "Old man, you should be able to cast spells during the day, right? Please identify your own bones so that you can bury them separately later!"

In the original movie, Chaozhou ghosts with low mana can appear in the daytime and report the news, but there is no reason why these ghosts can't do it.

(End of this chapter)