I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 398 Weasel: I'm so wronged!

"Dong dong."

in the courtyard.

Silent night.

The visitor knocks on the door.

In the room, Qin Yao turned over and got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and looked up at the black shadow reflected on the window paper: "Who?"

"Mr. Qin, it's me, pony."

"Master Ma?"

Qin Yao was taken aback for a moment, then went to the door, pulled out the wooden peg, and opened the door.

Outside the bedroom, Ma Tianming bowed and said, "I pay my respects to Priest Qin."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows. Hearing that he changed his address, he knew that he had something serious to say, so he turned sideways and said, "Come in."

Ma Tianming walked into the room calmly, and after Qin Yao closed the wooden door, he suddenly knelt down towards him and said, "The priest save me..."

Qin Yao: "..."

Inexplicably, I think of the four great classics in my mind: brother save me, sister save me, military master save me, Wukong save me.

Ma Tianming waited for a long time without waiting for an answer. He boldly raised his head to look, and just met Qin Yao's eyes. His heart trembled, and he kowtowed again.

Qin Yao: "..."

Grass.

what's the situation?
All my guesses were wrong? ? ?

"Priest Qin, only you can save me now, please help me."

Anyway, there was no one around, so Ma Tianming was not afraid of losing face, so he begged bitterly.

Qin Yao exhaled and suppressed all the astonishment in his heart: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Ma Tianming raised his head slightly, and said according to what the Snake Immortal taught him: "On my way back from solving the troubles of the Chamber of Commerce, I met a miserable weasel soul.

As soon as the soul saw me, it fell to its knees and begged me to bring it back.

I didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but this ghost and fairy are so entangled, so in desperation, I had no choice but to listen to him tell his tragic experience.

After listening to it, I didn't know why, so I gave my precious nightmare tears to the other party in a daze... So at night, when you mentioned the nightmare tears when you interrogated the fire ghost, I was shocked.

Just because I wasn't sure if the tear of nightmare in your mouth was the drop I gave away, I didn't dare to say anything, until the middle of the night, when I returned to my room, I found that yellow fairy...

It told me that the villain who caused it to end up like this is you, Priest Qin, let me play a play with him to lure you into the bait! "

Qin Yao looked at the other party, and said lightly, "What play is he going to sing?"

Ma Tianming told the weasel's plan in detail, and sold it out in the blink of an eye.

Then he continued: "Priest Qin, although I haven't experienced many things, I still know the big things.

Whether he should believe in Huang Xian or the priest, he was even more clear in his heart.

Therefore, after fooling it away, it will come to you immediately, please accept this fairy, otherwise it will definitely not let me go! "

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then said: "Well, you go back and wait for the weasel first.

When he comes back, ask him to take you to see the trap he has set up, with the excuse that he will not suffer disaster at that time.

At that time, I will lead people to follow behind you, waiting for the opportunity, and try not to let it escape. "

Ma Tianming blinked: "That weasel is extremely vigilant, and its strength is not weak. I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, as long as we don't want it to find out, it won't be able to find us." Qin Yao said calmly.

Ma Tianming got up slowly: "Yes, priest, then I'll go back and wait first, lest it can't find me after it comes back, and it will not be suspicious."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. Pull yourself together, don't show your secrets..."

Ma Tianming nodded, turned around and strode away.

"Do you believe what he said?"

Xiao Wenjun popped up from the ground and asked in surprise.

Qin Yao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I believe in ghosts...but it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Whoever jumps will be crushed to death."

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

That's right.

Qin Yao took out the space bag, summoned two sets of Ksitigarbha robes, handed one of the black ones to the other party, put on a yellow one himself, and said with a smile: "Put this on, let's surprise the weasel~"

"You are so bad..." Xiao Wenjun laughed.

Qin Yao was taken aback, and said, "You like it so much?"

Xiao Wenjun: "???"

Qin Yao: "???"

Eve of dawn.

The weasel walking upright walked through the wooden door as if there was nothing, and stepped into Ma Tianming's room: "Has the red-robed fire ghost been rescued?"

Ma Tianming shook his head, and said: "Ao Tianlong slept with the tripod in his arms, and he can only look for another chance after dawn."

Weasel's forehead was wrinkled with deep wrinkles, and he felt inexplicably uneasy: "It must be fast, if we can't keep up with the speed at which the Taoist priest refined the red-robed fire ghost, we really have no chance."

"I see."

Ma Tianming stood up from his chair with a serious face: "Have you selected the location for hunting?"

"I've chosen." Weasel said, "It's on a barren hill not far away."

"Where's the trap?"

"It's also arranged, enough for them to drink a pot."

Ma Tianming narrowed his eyes and said, "Take me to the barren hills while I'm still free, to get acquainted with the environment and the traps!"

"What are you worried about?" Weasel asked suspiciously.

Ma Tianming followed the big snake's instructions again, and said, "Although we are grasshoppers on the same rope, I have to check the rope myself, right? Otherwise, if the rope breaks from me, will you give me a hand?"

Orochi told him that the details determine the result, and the lesser of two evils.

Instead of causing the other party to doubt whether he has another heart because of a sentence, it is better to put his doubts on the table first...

Although doing so will cause dissatisfaction with the other party, it will not affect the implementation of the plan.

Sure enough, the weasel's state of mind at the moment was as expected by the big snake. Its eyes sank, it turned around and said, "Follow me!"

Their own positioning is different and their goals are different, which determines that the weasel does not have the courage to easily put down the pick.

Ma Tianming silently followed behind the other party, but he kept replaying the teachings that the big snake gave him in his mind.

It wasn't until he encountered a really difficult thing at this time that he really realized how naive and even ridiculous he used to be!
Fortunately, the Chumaxian bound to him is an old Jianghu, not a silly white sweet with only good looks, otherwise they both would have drowned in this Jianghu.

At every turn, the head falls to the ground, the body dies and the soul disappears. How can this world not be dangerous?
"arrive."

At this time, the weasel took him to a mountain top, pointed to the ground in front of him and said: "Remember, from here onwards, I dug out a deep pit in the ground, and the thin rocks on the surface passed a small hole." The animal was fine, considering the weight of Priest Qin, the ground could be smashed to pieces with a light stomp.

And what we have to do is to force him to fly in the air and land here.Only in this way can he fall into the deep pit accurately.

In the deep pit, there are all kinds of venom that I tried my best to get, unless he is invulnerable to poison, otherwise even if he is invulnerable, he will not be able to withstand the erosion of this venom.

At that time, together with you and me, as well as the help of your horse fairy, our chance of winning is at least [-]% or more. "

Ma Tianming looked at the ground in front of him without any abnormality, and asked abruptly, "What happens after killing that priest?"

"What after killing him?" The weasel didn't react for a while.

"I mean, if you kill Fengdu's priest, won't Feng even take revenge on us?" Ma Tianming said.

The weasel laughed: "You know, he's just a geologist at best, he's nothing more than a geologist, in Fengdu where immortals are the base, what a fart!
To put it bluntly, his name is Fengdu Priest. To put it bluntly, as far as his cultivation is concerned, at most he is working as a handyman in Fengdu. Would you go all over the world to find the murderer for the sudden death of your handyman? "

Ma Tianming: "So you think so..."

"You just think too much, and you will be indecisive when you do things."

Weasel warned: "Let me tell you, you have to cultivate a mind that even if you are wrong, you have to go all the way to black, otherwise it will be difficult to become a master."

Ma Tianming secretly said: What the hell would you say, have you become a master yet?
The weasel looked at his thoughtful expression, and a very humane smile appeared on his ugly face...

It's not a chatterbox, and it's not just for the sake of mouth craving, but to make it a handy tool by continuously bewitching the other party.

A horse disciple is nothing, but the Blackwater Ma family is still very valuable for planning...

Because of the particularity of the cultivation method, even the weasel himself can't count how much he has suffered, how much he has suffered, and how many beatings he has suffered.

But every time he experiences hardships, it will make his desire to stand out stronger, and his desire to make great achievements stronger.

For it, if there is no bright future, how can it be worthy of the past hardships?
"Ready?"

After a long time, the weasel slowly suppressed his smile and said in a concentrated voice.

"Look at it." Ma Tianming turned around and said, "Let's go..."

Ma Tianming is in front, he is behind, and the state of no one behind him makes the weasel feel very safe.

The gentle wind in the mountains blows over its broken body, gradually relaxing its body and mind.

Just at this moment, a slender big hand suddenly appeared behind it, pinching its neck with great precision.

This familiar choking feeling instantly confirmed the identity of the visitor, and the long and narrow eyes were filled with astonishment.

It's him?

Why is he here? !
Qin Yao pinched the back of the weasel's neck with one hand, and platinum flames burst out of his palm, igniting the weasel's soul.

"Ah~~"

The pain of burning the soul is far better than a thousand cuts, the weasel immediately screamed, and the shrill sound pierced the sky.

In the state of extreme pain, he was speechless, so the weasel couldn't get to the bottom of why Qin Yao appeared here.

And Qin Yao, who knew well that the villain died because of talking too much, didn't even have the idea of ​​coercing him. The power of the flames in his hands continued to increase, and soon burned his soul into black smoke and disappeared.

Ma Tianming was stared at in a daze, and said in a low voice, "It... just died like this?"

Qin Yao waved his arm and extinguished the platinum flowing fire in his palm: "Otherwise? I fought to the death with it, and finally killed it by exploding seeds?!"

Ma Tianming: "..."

fucking.

Fortunately, I was quick.

Otherwise, next year today, grass will grow on the grave!

(End of this chapter)