I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 362 Lin Jiu: I want to know the truth!
"Come and see if there is any problem with this mirror." Qin Yao took Zhang Ling to the women's bathroom on the top floor of the building, his eyes shone with golden light, and he flicked the mirror with his fingers.

In the movie, this mirror is the door to the 'devil world'.

In reality, even if Qin Yao opened his eyes, he still couldn't detect the clue.

Zhang Ling stretched out his hand to press the center of the mirror, while the mana was pumping out, golden light emerged from his five fingers, and the whole mirror immediately fluctuated like water ripples, as if some kind of special effect had been added.

"demon!"

Zhang Ling raised his palm, and the fluctuating mirror immediately returned to normal.

"Can't it be opened?" Qin Yao asked.

Zhang Ling nodded, with a curious look on his face: "How do you know that the entrance of the ghost is here?"

Qin Yao couldn't explain it to her, so he said vaguely, "Don't tell me, I came here to attend a reception..."

Zhang Ling is a smart person, so he moved away from the topic calmly: "As expected, my strength is not enough to break the barrier of ghosts and monsters for the time being."

"Is there any other way?" Qin Yao asked knowingly.

Zhang Ling thought for a while, and said, "There is a teacher on Lantau Island who has a profound practice and may be able to help us..."

A flash of understanding flashed across Qin Yao's eyes.

The main story line is a series of links connected together, one link after another.

He didn't intend to follow the plot of the protagonist Tuan Shui, so he used the "prophet" condition to directly touch the last link, reached the optimal solution, and cut off [-]% of the plot!

When he was a laborer in his previous life, he couldn't stand watching fan works: You know how to kill the final boss, and you follow the protagonist group to go through the plot bit by bit...

play?

I haven't read enough of the original co-authored book, do I have to experience it myself?
The most amazing thing is that the final result hasn't changed at all. A good protagonist is like soy sauce. It doesn't make much sense to have him or not.What's even more unbearable is that the protagonist didn't get any good in the end...

What a nonsense!
"Xiaoxue, have you found a boyfriend yet?" Dai Erlong held two walnuts in his hand in the Dai family in Chengzhong Village, and looked up at the tall slender girl who walked through the entrance.

The girl was tall, at least [-] meters, wearing a white sportswear, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Look at its appearance...it is another 'Wang Zuxian'.

Official Tucao: Belonging to being surrounded by Zuxian.

"Do you want to introduce someone to me again?" Dai Xiaoxue went into the kitchen to wash her face, wiped it with a towel, and walked out of the living room: "Let me tell you, save yourself, what are you introducing to me, let's chat for a while Just want to take me to open a room."

Dai Erlong was a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly: "This time I'm not introducing you to a partner, but to introducing you to a job."

Dai Xiaoxue was surprised: "Introduction to work, you asked me if I have a boyfriend?"

"This job is a bit special. If you have a boyfriend, it's not suitable for you." Dai Erlong said.

Dai Xiaoxue suddenly thought of something bad, her face turned black: "Are you going to push me into a fire pit, or are you going to push me to death?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dai Erlong stared and scolded, "I am your brother, your own brother."

Dai Xiaoxue paused slightly, and seeing his angry appearance, she suddenly realized that she must have misunderstood, smiled, and sat next to him: "Who told you to express so ambiguously...Speak directly, what are you talking about?" Work?"

"Do you know the department store Qin?" Dai Erlong said.

"Isn't this nonsense." Dai Xiaoxue was speechless: "Living in Fucheng, can you not know Boss Qin?"

Dai Erlong: "I want you to be his secretary!"

Climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix is ​​an attribute engraved in human genes.

In Dai Erlong's eyes, looking at the entire Fucheng, there is no bigger backer than the department store Qin. If you don't seize the opportunity, go up to this mountain and pass through this village, you may not even be qualified to meet the other party as a bastard. .

He who came from a reckless background knows very well that the so-called success means daring to choose, and bravely grasping every opportunity that comes to him.

After all, opportunities are not human favors, they will become invalid when they expire, and they will become yellow if they are delayed.

"Did you drink too much?" Dai Xiaoxue sniffed, but didn't notice any alcohol smell: "If you say that you arrange for me to work as a clerical job in a department store, maybe there is still a chance. Arrange me to be Boss Qin's secretary...you Is it Chief Ce?"

Dai Erlong was too lazy to talk nonsense to her: "Just say whether you want it or not."

Dai Xiaoxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Boss Qin is Tang Seng's flesh. I don't know how many girls in the whole province want to take a bite of him. How can I not want to?"

No matter how the times change, some things never change.

For example, everyone knows a fact, but they are unwilling to admit it: rich people don't need to take the initiative at all, or even do it themselves.

You think that when the goddess gets on the sports car, it is a joke to say that the heat is hot, but the joke often comes from reality!
"If you can bite this piece of Tang Monk meat, our family will not have to worry about anything in the future." Dai Erlong sighed with emotion.

Dai Xiaoxue's heart moved: "I hear what you mean... Can you really make me his secretary?"

She doesn't have much clinging psychology, but single women are naturally curious about outstanding men.

"You can try." Dai Erlong said: "Even if he doesn't give me face, he will give you face as a sister."

Dai Xiaoxue: "???"

What does this have to do with my sister?
at the same time.

Maoshan.

torture hall.

A short-bearded Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword hurriedly came to a room, bowed and said: "Senior Brother Shi Jian."

Inside the room, on the futon, Shi Jian, whose face was getting older, slowly opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"The Maoshan celebration is about to begin, and the headmaster asked me about my brother." The short-bearded Taoist paused and said softly.

The cold light in Shi Jian's eyes flashed past: "Tell the master for me, I am in the critical moment of cultivation, I am afraid I will miss this celebration meeting."

The short-bearded Taoist hesitated for a moment, and said: "Senior brother, I understand that you should avoid the edge for now, but you have already avoided it once last time, if you avoid it again, let alone foolishness, those neutral factions will probably fall to the Yizhuang faction in an all-round way." ..."

A gloomy look flashed across Shi Jian's face: "No matter where the wind blows, true neutrals will not easily bow down.

Today Lin Jiu is powerful, they can fall down, and when I am strong in the future, they will turn upside down. The left and right are just the east wind overpowering the west wind, or the west wind overpowering the east wind. As long as one side does not completely disappear, the universe will always be uncertain. "

Taoist with short beard: "..."

You think that the world is uncertain and there is a lot to do.

But the problem is, you need to prove to outsiders that you are a dark horse, not a shrinking turtle!

People are realistic, who wants to follow a tortoise all the way to the dark?

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Shi Jian exhaled lightly, and said seriously, "Junior brother, do you believe me?"

"Of course I have no doubts in my brother." The short-bearded Taoist hurriedly said.

"Trust me." Shi Jian said: "Don't worry about those sloppy walls, you do things in a down-to-earth manner. No one can be at the top forever, and no one will always be at the bottom. When we dive out of the abyss, All the waiting and forbearance will be compensated."

"Dragon dragon out of the abyss... What if the other party becomes a dragon first?" ’ The Taoist with a short beard slandered secretly, but his face was straightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, brother, I will try my best to help you appease the other brothers and prevent the organization from falling apart."

"Thank you for your hard work." Hearing this, Shi Jian felt a little restless in his heart, trying to maintain his calm surface: "I will never forget your dedication."

"This is what I should do!" the short-bearded Taoist saluted.

Not to mention how upset the two were.

But it is said that Uncle Jiu is officially ushering in the highlight moment of his life in Yuanfu Palace.

The originally solemn palace was once again filled with desks and desks. Beside the desks, the seats were full of well-dressed men, talking and laughing with flattery.

Even, many juniors and loose cultivators had obsequious smiles on their faces, scrambling to get close, just to beg Uncle Jiu to remember their names...

Times are changing, the world is changing, and now it is no longer time for a human body to stand shoulder to shoulder with a god.

Although there is only one word difference between man and god, the gap between them is like a moat, stopping countless human monks.

Therefore, in the human world, the rank of Jiushu Yeyoushen is far more awe-inspiring than the identity of Maoshan's successor.

Unless one day the spirit of the world is revived, monks walk everywhere, and earth masters are not as good as dogs, otherwise this awe will grow deeper and deeper as time goes by.

"If your master is still there, I will be very pleased." Mao Santong slowly came to the main table with a jug of wine, and patted Uncle Jiu on the back vigorously.

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor."

……

At the main table, except for the smiling old head, everyone else stood up and bowed in salute.

Uncle Jiu was even more flattered, he quickly supported the other party's arm, and said sincerely: "You are too proud."

"I hope that Maoshan can produce more disciples that I can praise."

Mao Santong shook his head, glanced at Mao Shanming on the side table, and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "It's a pity, in such a bad environment, some disciples still only know how to eat and drink. Spoiling the sun, not at all self-motivated, really, mud can't support a wall!"

Mao Shanming paused slightly with his right hand holding the chopsticks, and the food that was just put into his mouth suddenly became stale.

"On a big day, what are you talking about?" Fortunately, the old head quickly relieved him, stood up, pulled Mao Santong to his side, raised his glass and said, "Drink, drink, if you don't get drunk today, don't drink." scattered."

Staying in this palace, Mao Shanming felt that Lao Mao's gaze would turn to him from time to time, it was as cold as a knife, which made his heart shudder uncontrollably.

"Brothers, eat well and drink well, I'll go out for a walk." While Mao Santong was not looking at him, Mao Shanming cupped his hands towards the people on the table, lowered his head, and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

"I heard that Lin Jiu's position as the God of Night Touring was not obtained through his own efforts at all, and I don't know what he is so proud of, but he is ashamed to participate in this celebration." Shaoyan, just as he selected a table, As he continued to eat and drink, he suddenly heard the sarcasm from the next table deliberately lowering his voice.

The chewing movement of Mao Shanming's mouth suddenly stopped. Looking at the reputation, he saw a yellow-clothed Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and fine eyes and a delicate mustache trimmed half-hunched, sitting on a seat at the next table, with a look of disdain on his face. .

"Yes, it's true that he didn't get this position himself, but it's the filial piety offered by his disciples. What's there to laugh at?" On the next table, a neutral Daoist couldn't see it, and Shen Said loudly.

"Speaking of which, I'm excited."

The mustache's eyes flashed, and he said secretly: "Aren't you surprised, Qin Yao has so many sins, we only know about it, but it's a total of [-].

All of you here are monks and are cultivating yin virtues. I don’t need to say more about what [-] yin virtues represent?
So far, how many years has he debuted?Can you believe that so much evil has been accumulated in just three to five years? "

"It's their ability to get so many Yin virtues, so what does it have to do with you?" the Daoist retorted.

"Don't you hear..." Hu's voice suddenly rose a little higher, his eyes fixed on the Daoist priest: "The traitor is like loyalty!"

Daoist frowned: "Do you dare to say this in front of Qin Yao?"

"Don't worry about whether I dare or not, there must be tricks in it." Ba Zihu said firmly: "The biggest possibility is that he is maliciously brushing Yin virtue, otherwise I can't think of any way to restrain Yin virtue so quickly."

"Can you come up with the fairy scriptures?" Mao Shanming couldn't listen anymore, and turned around and asked.

"Senior Brother Mao, when did you come here?" Seeing him face to face, a trace of panic suddenly flashed across his mustache face.

"Answer my question." Mao Shanming said coldly.

"Think, can't think of..."

"I can't think of it!" Mao Shanming nodded, and said: "According to your logic just now, if you can't think of it, it means that there must be something wrong with the fairy scriptures. There is probably no fairy scriptures in this world, otherwise you are as smart as you , why can’t it be imagined out of thin air?”

Mustache: "..."

Daoist laughed.

What a good way to beat a dog.

"I remember what you look like." Bazihu ​​hesitated, but Mao Shanming didn't want to let him go, staring at his eyes and said: "If I hear such rumors in Maoshan again in the future, I will directly escort you there Find the head, let you explain to the old man."

Ba Zihu was dumbfounded, and quickly said: "Brother, I am not the only one who is muttering about this matter. If there is a commotion in the future, it may not necessarily have anything to do with me!"

Mao Shanming waved his hand: "Then you should keep your eyes wide open and look carefully to see who is talking. If you can help Shanmen find the culprit behind the scenes, it will be a great achievement. If you can't find it, the crime is only you It’s time to resist. Who made you so unlucky, but just stick to me and say it.”

Mustache: "..."

Isn't it bad luck?
Bad luck!
that night.

Moon stars are rare.

Uncle Nine was wearing a set of common clothes, followed behind the old head, and walked slowly on the quiet and cool mountain road.

"Little Nine."

"Master."

"Let's go inside." The old head said flatly.

Uncle Jiu paused, and said in a low voice, "I want to know how my master died that year."

The old head frowned: "I told you back then, he died at the hands of demons."

"Which demon?" Uncle Jiu asked.

The old head: "You know, that demon has been beheaded."

"I do not know."

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "I only know that thirty-seven years ago, Luo Fuzong sent my master's bones and told us that my master was killed by a demon!
The ancestors of Neimao went to investigate, but until now, they have not been able to find out why.

Master, I know that there may be something hidden in this.However, I am now qualified to know how my master died, right?

You just said that today is the most glorious moment for me, and my master should also be well, alive, and full of gratification, witnessing my glory.Instead, the death is unknown! "

Looking at Lin Jiu whose eyes were slowly turning red, the old master remained silent.

Lin Jiu's kindness comes from his master's earnest teaching, which shows that his teacher is a man.

In the blink of an eye, the stunning swordsman, who was drunk on the galaxy and full of chivalry, had already fallen for thirty-seven years.

When the old master recalls it now, his heart is filled with regret...

(End of this chapter)