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Chapter 247 True. Money can turn ghosts around

There was clapping in the house.

There is also clapping outside the house.

It's just that there are women and men inside the house, and two men outside the house, which is more intense outside the house than inside.

The lamp god and the head of Maoshan are fighting.

As the saying goes, opposites attract, likes entangle.

"Who are you, with such a cultivation level, why do you have to submit to Xu Luo's help and abuse!" After fighting with the lamp god a few times, the head of Maoshan found that he was no match, so he wanted to use his words to persuade him to surrender.

The lamp god stood proudly in the air: "I am a god!"

"God?" The master who didn't deserve to have a name said while accepting the trick, "Since you are considered a god regardless of your size, how can you not distinguish between right and wrong?"

"Because I'm happy, can you control it?" The lamp god laughed and said provocatively: "If you can't see it, you will beat me out of my wits!"

"You..." The head of Maoshan became impatient. If he could beat him well, would he still talk so much nonsense?
"It can't be done, can it?" The lamp god smiled, closed the fan and said, "But I can make your soul fly away."

As soon as the words fell, the folding fan shook, and countless fireballs flew towards the head of Maoshan like raindrops.

The head of Maoshan shouted loudly and used his mana to form a shield to resist, but he was shocked very quickly because his mana shield couldn't stop it at all.

"Bang!" In the midst of fireworks, the lamp god knocked it flying from the air, and laughed: "Idiot, I am the lamp god, and this fire is my natal fire, and in fact, a mere golden core can block it!" living?"

The head of Maoshan vomited blood after being knocked into the air, knowing that he would die if he dragged on any longer, he turned into a beam of light and wanted to escape, but the folding fan in the hand of the lamp god flew out and instantly became bigger, pressing it back from the air.

Then there was another round of back and forth, seemingly evenly matched fights. The head of Maoshan was so overwhelmed that he was finally crushed by the lamp god, killing three souls and seven souls, and took away the gold in his belly. Dan.

"Master, the golden elixir has been obtained." Standing outside the door, the lamp god could not help but shake his head as he listened to the singing voices from various women.

Low-level taste, I don't know what it means.

Xu Luo's voice came from inside: "Take a pot of soup in the kitchen and put more chopped green onions and coriander."

What kind of bullwhip soup to drink is weaker than Jindan soup, which is the essence of Jindan monks.

The lamp god blinked his eyes. At first he thought that Xu Luo was just talking, but he didn't expect to use the golden pill of the head of Maoshan to stew the soup. Isn't this equivalent to whipping a corpse?

But who let the other party be his master.

"Yes, Lord Silver."

The god of the lamp speaks with a Dongbai accent, which is very reasonable.

When Xu Luo walked out of the room, he happened to meet the lamp god coming with thick soup: "Master, the soup is ready."

Xu Luo lowered his head and took a look. There were pig's feet and black-bone chicken in it, and there was a shining golden core floating in the middle, which would float up, so it wasn't pure gold.

The head of Maoshan was cheated by selling golden pills.

Xu Luo took a sip and was immediately full of energy. Then he took out the golden elixir and swallowed it. The aura in it was much more abundant than in the air. In the future, he could directly refine the golden elixir when he practiced.

"Okay, you can go back." Xu Luo sent the lamp god back to the lamp, and brought soup to Hualing and the others to drink.

A group of women who had been whipped to sleep by him also became energetic after drinking, which shows that Jindan is a good thing, so wouldn't the Nascent Soul be more nourishing?

At the same time, Maoshan had discovered that the head's soul lamp had gone out, and Maoshan shook up and down immediately.

Xu Luo could kill even the head of Jindan Dzogchen, and with the soldiers and guns in his hands, if he really wanted to raze Maoshan, how could Maoshan stand in the way!

If Maoshan was razed to the ground and the disciples suffered heavy casualties, what if Xu Luo was killed?

What's more, there is a great possibility that he cannot be killed.

Unless they can call on the entire spirit world to unite against Xu Luo, then the threat of guns in his hands will be greatly reduced.But now that the spirit fantasy world is preconceived, and after listening to Xu Luofang's rumors, how could it be possible to risk his life to help Mao Shan.

Isn't that helping the evildoers?
Therefore, everyone in Maoshan knew very well that the most urgent task was not to take revenge, but to get Xu Luo to let go as soon as possible. Although he was aggrieved, he had to do so.

Who let the aura be exhausted, and the ascetics who were once aloof are now reduced to half ordinary people?
An ancestor of Yuan Ying came forward to preside over the overall situation, and personally came to Caojia Town to negotiate with Xu Luo.

"Someone from Maoshan, please come and see Marshal Xu!" Before the person arrived, the voice had already spread throughout the town.

Xu Luo was drinking tea in the living room, and when he heard it, he said lightly, "Everyone who comes is a guest, come in for a while."

In the next second, a white-haired old man in a black robe appeared in front of him, and introduced himself calmly: "Yu Wenlong, Maoshan, I have met the commander."

"Please." Xu Luo stretched out a hand, and was quite polite to him, because this momentum was a bit full.

It is estimated to be the Nascent Soul old monster, he RBQ.

Yu Wenlong took his seat, and then said straight to the point: "It doesn't matter what the cause of the matter is. Now we have lost an outstanding disciple and a master in Maoshan. No matter how you look at it, we are at a disadvantage, so I hope this matter can end here .”

"Mr. Yu, it's too ridiculous for you to say that." Xu Luo sneered, and said confidently: "If they didn't want to kill me, how could they die? You suffered a loss, but it doesn't mean that I will die. Angry, I can't bear this grievance!"

He slammed the teacup on the table heavily. The teacup was safe, but the table was instantly torn apart.

"Then what does the commander want?" Yu Wenlong was even more angry than Xu Luo. This bastard, that is, his aura is exhausted, has the qualifications to yell at them. If it was in the Ming Dynasty, someone would dare to talk to him like that. He had already let it go to dust.

Xu Luo began to raise conditions: "Demon Pills! Ten demon pills, then I will be wronged and not pursue it."

He didn't know how many demon pills the Nuqing chicken needed to completely purify the blood, so prepare more.

"Impossible!" Yu Wenlong refused, with an angry look looming between his brows: "To find the demon pills is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack. Our inventory in Maoshan is being consumed day by day. Ten demon pills are not a small sum for us. Don't you think so?" The lion opened his mouth wide."

"Nine." Xu Luo asked for the next best thing.

Yu Wenlong's attitude was firm: "No!"

"Eight."

"impossible!"

"Seven!"

"You are dreaming!"

"Eight!"

"Seven!" Hearing that Xu Luo actually started to rise, Yu Wenlong quickly stopped the momentum.

Xu Luo clapped his hands: "Deal!"

"Someone will bring it to you in a few days!" After Yu Wenlong finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and disappeared in place.

He has already seen through the secrets, the land of Huaxia is about to usher in the flames of war, and after the flames of war, it will be unified. At that time, Xu Luo, who is self-respecting, will lose power, and that is a good time for Maoshan to take revenge.

What is Xu Luo without guns?
So if it is given to Xu Luo now, it will be returned with interest after decades, including his life!

"Leave as soon as you say, and don't stay for another sip of tea." Xu Luo shook his head, and then called Lei Xiu to order: "Notify those warlords and tell them that they don't come. They each sent fifty rifles."

You have to give people a little sweetness, so that they will be motivated when they are needed next time.

"Yes, Commander." Lei Xiu took the order and left.

Xu Luo sat for a while, and then took Shu Ning to go out for a stroll, visiting privately in a micro-service, to see if there were any beautiful young wives on the street, and grab one if there was one.

"What are they doing with the stage? Are there any famous actors coming?" Passing by the town center, Xu Luo asked curiously when he saw someone building the stage.

Although he is not interested in opera, there are no entertainment activities these days, so he can barely listen to it.

Shu Ning replied: "Commander, it's for ghosts, and the middle of next month will be Ghost Festival."

Xu Luo suddenly realized that in the middle of July, the ghost gates are open on the Ghost Festival, and the stage will be set up in Yangjian to invite these ghosts to watch the show, so that these ghosts will not run around.

But then he had an idea, set up a few more stages to trick ghosts into listening to the show, and then let the zombies eat in the buffet, wouldn't that be a joy?

However, he remembered that in Uncle Jiu's movie, the ghosts seemed to be watched by a ghost guard. If he let the corpse eat the ghost, the ghost guard would definitely hold him accountable.

How about... eat the ghosts together?After all, ghosts are also ghosts, and they can be brought down with a single talisman.

But thinking about it, it's unrealistic to operate like this. After all, ghost messengers are civil servants in the underworld. If you let zombies eat them, the hell will find you and you will be finished.

He must not want to go to see Lord Yan ahead of time.

Xu Luo frowned, thinking hard while walking, and after thinking about it, he came up with a good idea.

That is spending money to buy ghosts!
After all, there is also corruption in the underworld.

Uncle Jiu did this in the movie.

Xu Luo did it when he thought of it, and immediately said to Shu Ning: "Hungry Ghost Festival is a day when ghosts come out once a year to let the wind go. Make it grand and tell those people that the commander's mansion will pay for it so that they can play the theater. Make it bigger, and have more ghosts and excitement."

Hundreds of ghosts travel at night, Xu Luo is among the ghosts, he is more excited than the ghosts, because ghosts do not hurt people's hearts, but people are harmful to ghosts, he is worse than the ghosts around him.

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In a blink of an eye, the time came to the Ghost Festival.

That night, the doors and windows of the whole town were closed, only the sound of babbling and singing could be heard from the theater in the town.

Xu Luo came to the theater alone, and opened his eyes to see, good guy, it was densely packed with ghosts, there were at least a few hundred of them at a glance, and these ghosts didn't seem to see him, and they were all focused on the stage.

Behind the stage stood two ghost messengers, holding mourning sticks in their hands, staring coldly at the ghost below.

They are responsible for bringing these ghosts out and bringing them back, so beware of these ghosts escaping.

Seeing Xu Luo, a living person, come in, the ghost guard just frowned, but didn't drive him away.

Soon they found that Xu Luo was walking towards them, and the two ghosts looked at each other, a little puzzled.

"My lords, Xu Luo is the person in charge of Caojia Town. I have a business I want to talk to you about." Xu Luo said straight to the point.

The ghost officer in white said coldly: "What business can be discussed between humans and ghosts? I ask you to leave here quickly."

"My lord, the dead have to rely on the living to burn money these days. Why is there no business to talk about?" Xu Luo took out a handful of Ming coins and slapped him directly on the chest.

This act of throwing coins at a disagreement made the white-clothed ghost guard stand on the spot, and then stuffed the Ming coins into his arms, and his originally cold expression suddenly became gentle: "What business do you want to talk about?"

Which cadre can stand this kind of test!
"How can you do this! We are the ghost messengers of the underworld! How can we take money from living people without permission!" The black-clothed ghost messenger asked loudly.

The white-clothed ghost officer sighed, and impatiently offered half of it to him: "Shut your mouth!"

"That's right, everyone who sees it has a share." The black-clothed ghost officer suddenly changed his face, put away the money with a smile, and asked Xu Luo: "Sir, why don't you tell me about your business, my brother and I are very grateful." interest."

As long as you are an official, there is no one who is not corrupt.

Especially this little sesame official.

The two people who were singing on the stage watched Xu Luo chattering into the air, speaking words they didn't understand, and they were dripping with cold sweat.

It's so weird, it's kind of scary.

But the show for ghosts can't stop once it starts, so I can only bite the bullet and continue singing.

Of course they couldn't understand what Xu Luo said, because what Xu Luo said was nonsense, he pointed to the ghost below the two ghosts: "I want these ghosts, each ghost is 1000 yuan, two adults, how about it?" .”

"No!" The black-clothed ghost and the white-clothed ghost refused in unison, and then added: "These ghosts are all residents of the underworld. Since we brought them out, we must bring them back, otherwise we will be punished, so I can't promise you."

"The two of you rejected it too quickly. You might as well do the math carefully. How much can you earn for a ghost with 1000 yuan? Compared with the money you earn, what is that little punishment?" Xu Luo continued to bewitch, and now still It is not the future generations, there is no inflation in the underworld.

The purchasing power of 1000 yuan Mingbi is very strong.

Hearing this, the two ghost guards glanced at the ghost below, then calculated in their hearts, and then they looked at each other, and both gasped.

There are more than 400 ghosts below, and if each ghost pays 1000 yuan, that is 40 ghost coins. They will never earn this salary in their entire life, so they are tempted.

The big deal is that the ghosts escaped after the report, and they were dismissed for dereliction of duty, but wouldn't it be nice to buy a new house in the underworld with these 40 ghost coins, and be a landlord?

Seeing the thoughts of the two of them breaking the jar, Xu Luo reminded: "You two, you don't have to think too pessimistically. With so much money, won't you learn to bribe your boss and keep your position? In this way we We can cooperate again, and in the future you will specially bring ghost cheats to Yangjian to buy for me, and you will still keep a share of the money you earn and give it to the higher one."

Trafficking in human beings is a crime, but trading in ghosts is not.

At least he didn't break the law when he was caught, it was these two ghost messengers who broke the law, and the king of hell couldn't catch him, because his name is not in the life and death book of this world, and it is impossible to force a soul.

What's more, the living are not under the control of Hades.

When the two ghost messengers heard this, their thoughts were immediately opened, their eyes lit up, yes, why didn't they expect that this business could last for a long time!

And with enough money to buy their bosses, wouldn't they be able to get promoted?It's wonderful!
After all, as a low-level ghost messenger, it has nothing to do with no money, and it is too difficult to get promoted in the underworld.

The way the two looked at Xu Luo was completely different. This is the God of Wealth, the father who supported their promotion.

"I don't know how to address your Excellency, but I'm forcing you to Li Zhongliang." The white-clothed ghost messenger first introduced himself.

The black-clothed ghost guard followed closely behind: "My name is Gao Chicheng, and I will ask you to take care of me in the future."

"It's too much to call the master. We will be brothers from now on. My name is Xu Luo. If you don't mind, you can call me brother." Xu Luo said.

"Big brother, please accept my little brother's worship."

The two bent down and clasped fists, saying in unison, not to mention calling you brother, you can call me father, after all, money can turn ghosts around, this sentence is not a joke.

"Two brothers, please get up quickly." Xu Luo helped the two of them up, then pointed to the ghosts below and said vigorously: "This is where our cooperation begins! I hope you can become judges in the near future!"

"It's all up to my brother to take care of me." Li Zhongliang and Gao Chicheng were also excited by Xu Luo's words, and they seemed to have seen their glory after becoming a judge.

"You two, I'll give you the money first." After Xu Luo's words fell, he took out a box of Ming coins, and said, "40, two brothers, order."

These ghost coins cannot be circulated in the underworld if they are printed by just one person, they must be printed by the money printing personnel designated by the underworld, so Xu Luo bought them from Uncle Jiu, because Uncle Jiu is the banknote printer of the underworld Taipan, who is responsible for printing and distributing Ming coins.

This can be regarded as taking care of Uncle Jiu's business.

"No need, we believe in brother, anyway, it's not just a one-time cooperation." Li Zhongliang, the white-clothed ghost officer, picked up the box and said, "These ghosts belong to you, brother. Let's take the money and go down to open the joints first, so as not to wait for the incident to happen." Unprepared."

After speaking, the two ghost messengers disappeared in place.

"Look! The ghost messenger is gone, run!"

"The ghost messenger is gone! Everyone run!"

After seeing the ghost messenger leave, all the ghosts below suddenly became excited, because they had the opportunity to escape.

But they were too happy, Xu Luo called out the lamp god, and the ghost who was excited and wanted to escape suddenly shook under the power of the god and dared not move.

"You two can leave." Xu Luo sent the two opera singers away. After all, the zombies were going to eat ghosts next, and this scene was going to be mosaic.

How can people see it?
"Marshal, we can't stop singing once the show starts...it's Marshal, we're leaving now." The opera singer originally wanted to popularize traditional knowledge to Xu Luo, but after Xu Luo took out his pistol, he immediately ran away in a panic.

"The muzzle speaks louder than the population."

Xu Luo put away the gun, and then let the royal zombie out: "Go and eat, it's all yours."

"Roar!" The royal zombie jumped off the stage.

"Ahh! Don't eat me! Run!"

"Forgive me! Please let me go!"

"Ah! No!"

The ghosts cried and howled in the theater, screams and begging for mercy continued, but Xu Luo remained indifferent, and the ghost messenger never showed up until all the ghosts were eaten up.

Satisfied, Xu Luo took the royal zombie and left.

It's a dirty PY deal.

(End of this chapter)